Yi drunk and put his hand on the long knife.

Although the coldness around the long sword was so cold, Yizhu's hand touched the long sword a little but couldn't feel the coldness. Instead, the sword soul that had just been born in the long sword made him very happy.

He could feel that the little sword soul was very kind to him and kept conveying a message of joy to him.

This national weapon finally began to shine.

As the sword soul grows, the long sword will slowly advance, which is the advantage of self-generating weapon soul.

Magic weapons of the same level are more than ten times more powerful than magic weapons that have sealed the Yuan soul.

Maybe this long sword has the chance to advance to an immortal weapon that can kill cities and destroy countries at any time.

A firefly flew from a distance, and although it was just a small firefly, it still attracted the attention of drunkenness.

With a careful sweep of spiritual consciousness, Yi Zui's face changed, and he pushed his palm, and the long sword shot out. Yi Zui stepped up and flew with his sword!

The little firefly carried a brief distress signal: I was trapped, in a hurry!

In the quiet valley outside the market, Zhide's eyes flashed with greedy eyes, and he punched the huge turtle shell with all his strength.

He wanted to directly shake the magic weapon hidden in the turtle shell to death. As long as the magic weapon dies, the turtle shell that has obviously experienced the baptism of the heavenly tribulation will belong to him.

As for whether the turtle shell would be damaged, he never thought that if the turtle shell could not even be resisted by his punch, then he would not have to worry so much.

However, Zhide saw the extraordinaryness of the turtle shell, but overestimated himself because of his low magic weapon's cultivation.

The huge turtle shell was completely closed under the control of the magic weapon. The magic weapon was hiding inside. Although he was a little nervous, he was much more confident.

Everyone will have their own adventure, big or small, and this turtle shell is the adventure of magic weapons.

In the past, he has always been buried in his sea of ​​consciousness. After the breakthrough in the past few days, his spiritual power has skyrocketed before he has the ability to summon it out. This is the first time that the turtle shell has entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Bang!"

A dull roar shocked the magic weapon, but he only felt that the turtle shell swayed slightly and then disappeared, and he was delighted.

Zhide looked at his slightly red fist in surprise.

When he reached his level of body refining, he would deform even if he had one punch.

But he not only felt that the tortoise shell was unscathed, but the strong anti-shock force made his arms slightly numb.

What made him particularly angry was that he had his best punch but failed to kill the magic weapon, which was safe and sound under his attack.

This is something he can't tolerate. If even a Celestial Cultivator can't do anything to him, then his face will be completely lost.

The fist surrounding the streaming light rumbled towards the turtle shell the next moment.

After the magic weapon survived several inner uneasiness, the courage gradually became enough.

The guy outside clearly had a loud thunder and little rain, and he had no effect in hiding in the turtle shell.

The huge turtle shell just swayed slightly every time and resolved Zhide's attack invisibly. He was worried and relieved of the magic weapon that had been scared for a long time. He opened his storage bag and ate dry food with water.

Liuying, who was asking for help, has successfully escaped. I believe that the master will come to rescue him soon. With his terrible strength, he can kill the flower outside in every minute.

I hope the people outside have a wealthy enough, otherwise the Lotus Platform will not be recovered and he may be beaten up by his master. He must eat his fill first, just in case, otherwise he will not be able to scream like a pig if he is beaten.

Yizhu's sword flew, and his spiritual power was continuously transported to the long sword. By the early stage of forming pills, his spiritual power was already quite strong, and even if the sword flew for tens of thousands of miles, Yizhu could support it.

The sword soul seemed to feel the anxiousness in Yixi's heart, and its speed soared to the extreme. A rookie monk who was learning to fly with his sword only felt a faint blue light shot through his head.

Knife, just be fast!

At the beginning of not long distance, under Yizui's full strength, he soon followed the help signal of the magic weapon to arrive at the destination. Yizui's spiritual sense spread out in all directions. He raised his eyebrows slightly, but heard the sound of the magic weapon being mean.

"Hey, come and hit me, come and hit me, come and come and come..."

Even Yizhu wanted to take action and beat the magic weapon, not to mention that Zhide, who had been unable to do anything to the tortoise shell for so long.

Zhide's eyes were red and panting like a cow at this time. He was not tired, but was angry with magic weapons.

After eating and drinking, the magic weapon groped in the magic of the turtle shell while constantly stimulating each other, which made Zhide almost crazy and reluctant to ask Wu Tianyi for help.

If Wu Tianyi asked for help, the turtle shell would definitely not be his. I guess Wu Tianyi was just watching him joke at this time.

Wu Tianyi’s main goal this time is to get drunk. Even if the magic weapon has a turtle shell, it is just an insignificant character in Wu Tianyi’s eyes. He can slap him to death at any time.

He could naturally see that the turtle shell was a good thing, but at this time everything was in his control. Anyway, the turtle shell was his thing sooner or later, so he was not in a hurry to do so.

The Yizhuan speed of the Royal Sword flying was extremely fast, far exceeding Wu Tianyi's expectation. So when his spiritual sense scanned a figure that was shooting towards him, Wu Tianyi immediately restrained his relaxed and confident smile and flashed to Yizhuan.

Yi Zui judged the situation in a flash, and even Wu Tianyi, who thought he was hiding well, was discovered under Yi Zui's powerful spiritual consciousness. One in the middle stage of the Killing Pill and the early stage of the Nascent Soul, must first kill the middle stage of the Killing Pill, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with it if you are besieged.

As soon as he was drunk, he cut through Zhide's chest with a long sword, stopped, and quickly summoned the cardinal puppet Lulu.

Wu Tianyi's spiritual consciousness had already locked Yi Zui, and a sword rushed towards Yi Zui like a meteor, drawing a straight long line.

But suddenly, a ten thousand-character magic array lit up in front of Yi Zui. A tall golden puppet blocked the way. Without time to avoid it, Wu Tianyi had to fight with the golden puppet.

As soon as Lulu summoned, he was attacked. The furious Lulu turned his back with a big fist. The sword and fist hit together. Lulu took three steps back, leaving a sword mark that was neither deep nor shallow on his fist.

Wu Tianyi was not feeling well. He was only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and he suffered a great loss in fighting a powerful barbarian puppet like the Cardinal Puppet.

The whole person was thrown backwards, and he also intended to distance himself from the cardinal puppet. In the blink of an eye, Yi Zui and Wu Tianyi looked at each other hundreds of meters apart.

"Zhide, kill that kid!"

As soon as Wu Tianyi stopped, he thought of a solution. He came to hold the cardinal puppet and let Zhide kill Yizui.

However, Zhide was as if he was stupid at this time. He did not move even during the breath of Wu Tianyi and the cardinal puppet fighting hard. Slowly, Zhide's unswerving eyes turned to the direction of Yijiu standing, and there was a slight trembling in his voice: "What's your name?"

"Ghost Celebration."

Yizhu was not stingy at all and told him.

Zhide's eyes lit up slightly, as if they were contentment.

The next moment, Zhide's arrogant body was divided from his chest and the incision was flat.

Wisdom and virtue are physical cultivation. In the late stage of the Jindan, the body was drunk and knifed. Wu Tianyi only felt a chill all over his body.

If his body was slashed by the Gui Qing sword with a light blue light, it would have ended up with one or two pieces. Fortunately, he wisely opened the distance just now.

Guiqingdao, one of the two major national weapons of the Liang Kingdom, is better than dying under the national weapons than dying under the nameless sword. The vitality of Zhide disappeared in an instant.

Wu Tianyi has been practicing for so long and has joined the ranks of Nascent Soul Cultivators. He has experienced extremely rich combat experience. He has also figured out the situation in a short time.

It was quite laborious to destroy the cardinal puppet, so he had to take advantage of the puppet's speed and kill Yizhu first. As for the magic weapon hiding in the turtle shell, he ignored it at all.

The soul is out of body!

Wu Tianyi's plan was settled, and the Yuanhun rushed towards the cardinal puppet quickly, and his spiritual sense was locked on Yi Zui's body, concentrating on him, not paying attention to the huge turtle shell on the side that had shrunk to the size of a human body. The magic weapon was smiling at the hard turtle shell that was not big or small, covering his whole body.

Lulu was also fully focused. He wanted to punch Wu Tianyi's soul with one punch! Let him know the power of the cardinal puppet.

Just as he was about to contact, Wu Tianyi's soul pierced head-on to the ground, rubbed the side and avoided Lulu's fierce punch, and ignored the others and rushed towards Yizui.

Yizui was already on guard. Although he was shocked and his hands were not confused, Gui Qing's sword was crossed in front of his chest. Yizui believed that Gui Qing's sword, which had produced the sword soul, could definitely hurt the Yuanying monk's soul. His sword came out with a desperate posture.

Wu Tianyi was not afraid at all. If he was scared by a national weapon of less than seventh grade, he would not be a Nascent Soul cultivator. The Yuanhun communicated with the world, and countless spiritual powers condensed between his fingers, heading towards a drunken spot.

"Master, be careful!"

The magic weapon saw another person killing. Although he couldn't tell the depth, the power shocked him. He was shocked even when his master gave out the cardinal puppet and could not resist it.

Although he had never seen a cardinal puppet, it is not difficult to see with his current eyesight that the cardinal puppet is powerful, and it should be the master's greatest life-saving trump card.

At this time, the life-saving trump card failed, the magic weapon was about to break apart, and a loud roar was instantly blocked in front of Yizhu, and the emerald green turtle shell behind it blocked in front of Wu Tianyi's two fingers.

The master came to save him. If the master died, even if he survived, he would be uneasy for the rest of his life.

At this time, the magic weapon thought to block it by itself. The master might have the chance to fight back or escape. The master did not mind that he was old and brought him back to Hualien Mountain. He gave me some careful guidance over the years. This bad life should be treated as a reward for his kindness.

The spiritual power condensed between Wu Tianyi's fingers burst out on the turtle shell behind the magic weapon. The powerful airflow pushed the magic weapon and Yizui out at the same time. The magic weapon was spit out with blood and spilled out in the air.

Yizhu's body was throwing back, but the blood in front of him was so dazzling. He felt a sensation in his heart, and a violent anger made his eyes turn red.

On the other hand, the cardinal puppet Lulu hit Kong with one punch, allowing Wu Tianyi to seize the opportunity to kill Yizui. Especially the magic weapon is obvious that it only has the early stage of the Condensation Vein. Can you survive with the full blown attack of the Nascent Soul cultivator?

Anger erupted in Lulu's heart like a volcano, and the golden puppet seemed to be burning in this moment.

"roar!"

Lulu roared wildly, and the air kept shaking with his roar. His big fist hit his shoulders hard, as if it was stimulating his own strength.

"I was born to fight!"

A larger and larger roar sounded throughout the valley, and the entire ground was shaken by Lulu's roar. The huge golden puppet was raised at this moment. The already tall body instantly doubled. The wound cut by Wu Tianyi's sword was completely lost. Countless runes flowed throughout Lulu's body!
Chapter completed!