Chapter 444:

"Finally hatching!"
The human Zhang Yang face could not help but smile. //
The silver-winged ant, which is a well-known devil in the fairyland.
It was thought that Zhang Yang had already integrated the body of one side of the square seal, and under the silver-winged demon ants of Yan Gongyan Po, they were easily broken.
You know, the silver-winged demon ants raised by Yan Gong and Yan Po are all nascent, and they have such power. If they are mature, their power will definitely be a big killing of Zhang Yang. .
Moreover, the most terrifying thing about the Silver Winged Ant is its huge number. At the beginning, Zhang Yang spent a lot of time collecting a large number of flying ant carcasses. Now it is used as the feed for silver-winged demon ants. If it goes well, it will definitely spawn a large number of scary silver-winged demon ants.
Of course, all this is planning. What Zhang Yang urgently needs to do now is to cultivate these silver-winged demon ants first.
Seeing that the silver-winged ant was breaking its shell, the human Zhang Yang did not dare to delay too much.
The tactics in the hands were pinched, one by one, and they were printed on the ant eggs in the wooden box.
Hum--
In the rhythmic fluctuations, Zhang Yang was able to clearly feel that those ant eggs had sent out a resistance.
Zhang Yang is not upset. The feeling of resistance indicates that the consciousness of the little flying ant has started to awaken. Moreover, from the degree of resistance, Zhang Yang can see that although the consciousness of this little flying ant has begun to awaken, it is obviously not too strong, which is the best time to start.
In his hands, the law was continually pinched, and the seals were printed one by one without interruption.
Strange characters. Like falling snow. Distantly into the ant eggs.
The integration of each character is like the blow of a hammer.
Obviously, the consciousness of the little flying ants is getting weaker.
Although the consciousness of these little flying ants has just been awakened, they are the famous silver-winged demon ants. It is not easy to conquer them.
Therefore, the principle adopted by Zhang Yang is to talk first.
These fingerprints. It is specifically used to attack these young souls.
The attack effect is undoubtedly very good.
After a long time, Zhang Yang could clearly feel that those young souls were completely beaten away. She became so weak that she began to signal for mercy.
The human Zhang Yang smiled gently without hesitation.
Flick your finger gently across the wrist, and between the surge of mana, a few drops of destiny blood were forced out.
Fingers shake.
Huh!
Those natural blood flew away immediately.
Zhang Yang's five fingers stretched, mana fluctuated.
Huh!
Under the impact of mana, these drops of natal blood turned into a drop of blood mist, drifted away, and fell on the ant eggs.
With little resistance, these blood mists are easily absorbed by the ant eggs.
at the same time. Zhang Yang obviously felt a little closer to these ant eggs. And the force of the undulating soul in the ant's egg also sent itself a clear close force.
Succeeded!
Zhang Yang knows that he has succeeded!
The Silver Winged Demon has been completely conquered by himself.
Of course, this does not happen overnight. In the past few decades of the new ring house, the human Zhang Yang almost grew up here, often trying to communicate with the eggs of these silver-winged demon ants with the power of consciousness.
Based on these, plus the previous methods, it is considered to completely conquer these silver-winged ants.
Click!
Click!
With a slight crackling sound, all the tiny ant eggs broke apart.
Little silver-winged ants were afraid from the eggshell. Big eyes, sharp teeth, wet wings behind ...
The first thing they were born was hugging their eggshells. "Click! Click!" Three mouthfuls, swallowed clean.
He was born. Teeth can bite the eggshell so easily ... Zhang Yang can't help feeling.
The newly born Silver Winged Ants can't fly yet, however. Soft feet are already able to crawl on the ground. Climbing over, leaving a slime on the ground, wet.
However, Zhang Yang didn't find these things disgusting. Instead, there was only joy in his heart.
This little thing, don't look at the incomparable weakness now, but when you grow up, you will have a powerful combat power! Even if it is the big Luo Jinxian, in the face of the large-scale silver-winged demon ant, there is only a rush to escape.
Slowly, slowly, the little silver-winged ants began to harden and turned into a crust-like existence.
Hum--
After about half a joss stick time, the sound of flapping wings sounded, and the first silver-winged demon ant flew up.
Hum--
Then came the second.
Buzz--
Soon, the wings of the silver-winged demon's wing were connected.
These golden-winged ants are as small as rice grains.
Zhang Yang remembers that the silver-winged demon ants who had been the ambassadors of Yan Gong and Yan had cultivated their existence for tens or hundreds of years. With their Jindan period net worth, it is impossible to use any good materials. The magic ant can grow to the size of a thumb.
Zhang Yang is confident that it will take these hundreds of years to make these little silver-winged ants possess certain fighting power.
...
When Zhang Yang successfully cultivated the silver-winged ants, Fucang also gained a lot.
Around is a dull desert, with long yellow sand and gravel rolling.
boom--
Suddenly, with a blast, the sand and soil in the tens of miles was overturned by a huge explosive force, soaring in the sky.
call out!
With the sand and soil, a tall body soared into the sky.
Boom!
His feet fell heavily on the ground, and his tall figure looked burly. The knotty muscles and hair are the furns of the of the titan giant ape.
"Hahahaha ... Sure enough! The formation of the old man's cloth, don't talk about the declining practice world today, even if it is placed in the ancient practice world, don't expect anyone to find it!"
Fucang laughed proudly.
The reality is. Before being sealed. In total, Fucang arranged dozens of caves in the practice world to hide his treasures.
All kinds of spirits, elixir, and treasures collected throughout life were divided into more than a dozen and hidden.
Up to now, Fucang has only dug out half of it, and the remaining half has been dug out as "ancient relics" by people in the cultivation world.
This is not to say that the legal array designed by Fu Cang is not sophisticated enough, but because the time is too long, the number of human monks is too large, and the range of activities is wide. These caves are not guarded by anyone. In the end, somebody accidentally bumped into it.
Rao is so, Fucang is already very happy.
"With these things, the old man's strength is expected to recover. Nine infants and old children should also have a chance."
Fucang looked extremely excited.
boom--
Mana skyrocketed. Like a shock wave, it soared into the sky and went in the direction of Jiuying.
...
boom!
Bishan Hantan, a tall shadow suspended in the air, is directly a mana attack.
Huh!
The figure flickered, and a Dapeng golden-winged bird appeared outside the cave house.
"Who dares to attack my house Dongfu?" Dapeng's golden-winged bird flickered into a human body.
Looking at the giant Titan in front of him, he was not very afraid.
Everyone is a Level 9 monster. Who is afraid of who? What's more, Jin Dapeng thinks that there are also Ossanda and Ju Wei behind him. At the critical moment, the master Nine Infant will surely also shoot. Is it still afraid of a Titan giant ape?
"Huh! A birdie, what a madness! Tell Jiuying Laoer that Fu Cang is here, and let him quickly end the retreat and come out to meet.
Fu Cang hummed, his voice bold.
"Fu ... Fu Cang senior?" Jin Dapeng's tone was a little hesitant. He did not witness the process of Fucang's escape. At that time, he had been repatriated by Jiuying to protect Dongfu here.
but. As a famine monster, Fucang's name let nature have heard of it.
Moreover, the huge breath erupted in Fu Cang during his speech. Definitely not what a small nine-level Titan giant ape should have.
Jin Dapeng almost dared to confirm this Titan giant ape in an instant. It's definitely not fake.
"Fu Cang is not repairing, why bother the younger generation!"
A magnetic voice sounded, and immediately made Dapeng feel relaxed for a while.
Wow!
Houshan Dazhen opened a mouth, a charming figure came out, but it was Ju Wei.
"My master invited Senior Fu Cang." Ju Wei looked calm.
"Hey! Nine infants are really getting bigger and bigger!" Fucang snorted, but didn't say much, his body flashed, and he had already entered Dongfu.
Jiuying's Dongfu is as gorgeous as a palace. The furnishings in the cave are all carved and carved with treasures everywhere.
"Nine babies, you will enjoy it!" Fucang sat down in a gorgeous chair with a big grin.
"Looking at your breath, compared to a few years ago, your breath doesn't seem to improve at all, or even decline. Don't tell me, you haven't had time to retreat in these years, right? It's hard to believe that you will After Huanhe and Bi forget to solve it, will the world be peaceful? "Jiuying looked at Fucang and couldn't help but make a sarcasm.
"Huh! Do you think the husband is a fledgling kid? The husband has not spent all these years in vain."
The atmosphere of Fucang is indeed a bit worse than when he was just out of trouble. This is because he encountered some trouble while searching for his sealed caves.
Dongfu, which was arranged before Fucang was sealed, does not know how many years have passed. The sea has changed a lot, and it is extremely difficult to find it again.
Even once, Fucang strayed into a dangerous place by accident, and suffered some damage before he escaped.
With a wave of Fucang's sleeve robe, a ring for holding objects, crossed an arc, and fell into the hands of Jiuying.
Jiuying took it, only to explore it slightly. Even with the strength of his state of mind, he couldn't help flashing his face.
"You things ..."
"Nice! It was the old man who prepared in advance. The old man's savings at the peak of the year are now back 60%. In addition to the things in the ring, if there is anything else you need, even if you say, you ca n’t say, The old man can also help. "Fucang's contented expression on his face.
Jiuying nodded, but this time was not polite. Put away the joke. After a little thought, he said:
"Xue Yuandan, Jinglong essence blood, Kirin horn, tortoise shell, cricket essence blood ..."
Jiuying has said nearly one hundred things in a row. These things include both spirit grass, elixir, and monsters and other materials. However, without exception, they are not found in the practice world today.
When Fu Cang heard this, his eyes widened.
"Nine-baby old man, the old man is sincere to help you. Wouldn't you be taking the opportunity to rob? So many things, even at the ancient trade fairs, I'm afraid they can't be gathered together, right? You come here with your mouth open."
There was a bitter smile on Jiuying's face, shaking his head and saying:
"Do not hide the words from my friends. It is really necessary to gather so many things in order to be able to restore 90% of the strength within two thousand years. This is also because a mustard seed that can accelerate time has been seized among the peoples not long ago. The hut. In that mustard hut, two thousand years is equivalent to 20,000 years ... Without these things, I am afraid that the time for recovery will be delayed considerably. "
"Huh! No wonder you are going to lead the monsters to sweep through the world of human cultivation. I am afraid that you want to centralize the savings of all the majors and see if you can get all these things together?" Fucang asked.
"Nice! However, I still overestimate today's cultivation world. Although they have obtained many treasures from ancient relics, most of them have been used in the process of cultivating disciples. Therefore, I just gathered A small part. "Jiuying sighed.
Fucang sneaked his senses into his appetite ring and sorted it out a little. With a flick of his finger, a piece of treasure, like a parabola, crossed an arc and fell into the hands of Jiuying.
"These things you said, the old man didn't know how to gather them. There are only more than 70 pieces, and a dozen. I'm afraid you can't get them all together." In Fu Cang's voice, there was no gloat this time.
"Well! It's beyond my imagination to have so many. There are only a dozen missing, and I'm afraid my recovery time will be doubled. For more than 40,000 years, under the acceleration of the mustard hut. More than 4,000 years. "Nine infants sorted out the newly acquired things and thought for a moment.
"More than four thousand years? I don't know if the old monsters in the fairyland will give us so much time." Fucang frowned slightly.
"How about you? How long will it take for you to recover?" Jiuying turned to ask.
"The old man also has a small thousand world with a different time rule than the big thousand world. The flow rate is also ten times the same. With the help of this small world, the old man can recover only in a thousand years," Fucang said in his voice. Full of confidence.
"Well! Although you got out of bed later, you recovered earlier than I did."
"Hey, the old man's instinct is not vegetarian." Fucang smiled proudly.
Condensing the soul is the barrier that Fucang was suppressed by the body of Yuan Ying for so many years and can maintain his strength.
"The key now is to seize every opportunity and restore strength as soon as possible. The other is to pay attention to Zhang Yang's friends. In the context of the cultivation industry today, if we can grow such a strong man, if the opportunities are right, Zhang Yang's friends will Achievement, not less than you and me. "
"That's right! Even the two senior Vine seniors value Zhang Yang's friends so much. I think that the senior Vine might consider him to be the heir of the witch family. In the future, it is not you or me who can stir up the immortal world. Will be Zhang Yang friends! "
When it comes to Zhang Yang, the eyes of the two old guys are almost gone.
If Zhang Yang saw this scene, he would probably feel terrified and the chrysanthemum would tighten.
"Just, there is a little trouble. Zhang Yang's friends are now high-ranking stiff. To be promoted to drought, it is easy and easy to say, and trouble is also troublesome. In case he suddenly breaks out one day, I am afraid it is not you and me." The baby suddenly said.
"Well! Give it to me!" Fucang nodded, "Okay! There are veterans in the cultivation world who are going through the robbery period. If they can be brought together, it will be a lot of fighting power."
"Hum!" Jiuying snorted, "They? You don't count on it. For thousands of years, I have led the demons to swept the human race, and I haven't seen any old and outcrops. They are all grown up and just care about their lives. Now. "
"It's a shame? I'm afraid they can't help them? Will they have any choice when our strength is restored to a certain level?" Fucang snorted.
...
Roar--
In a roar of roar, a group of monsters rushed in front of them.
Buzz--
Behind these monsters. Winging wings. But there were black black clouds floating in the air.
If you take a closer look, you will find that there are dark clouds, which are clearly ants with huge teeth and huge teeth.
Of course, this is naturally not the flying ants that contain the blood veins of the fire sand ants that escaped from the ruins of Xianfu, but the silver-winged demon ants.
Above the silver-winged demon ant, a golden-yellow streamer, Zhang Yang's hands were firmly squeezed, and after repeated urging, the silver-winged demon's speed was obviously more than a minute.
at last. A terrible sound of misery sounded, and the "black cloud" had caught up with the monsters in front.
call--
A fierce lion's eyes watched escape, the ferocity was excited, and he turned his head. Opening a big mouth was a burst of fire.
The intense flame instantly swallowed up a group of silver-winged ants behind.
Hum--
The tragic death scene in the imagination did not appear, but the silver-winged demon ants just passed through the flames, and most of them were unscathed. Only the first ones were burned by the flames and their wings were burnt. , Fell to the ground, but also did not die.
Other silver-winged demon ants have surged up for a moment. Just swallow the beasts clean.
Zhang Yang, however, was determined by the law.
Hum--
In a circle of silver-winged ants in the air, a small group of about ten were divided out, crossed an arc, straight into the ground, opened the mouth, and all the silver-winged ants on the ground were injured and lost the ability to fly Swallow it.
After this devouring, the group of silver-winged demon ants are obviously full of energy fluctuations, and their breath is a little stronger.
The early growth of the Silver Winged Ant is the easiest. Just need to keep swallowing to achieve the purpose of growth.
Of course, this is just very easy for Zhang Yang.
Because, the envoy of silver wing demon ants needs to consume a lot of gods. The greater the number of ambassadors. The more powerful the silver-winged ants are, the more knowledge they consume.
If it's only monk Jindan. I am afraid that the silver-winged demon ants of twenty or thirty newborns have reached the limit at one time, and it is estimated that even half a cup of tea can't persist.
In that case, if you want the silver-winged ants to hunt other monsters, it is simply delusional.
Like Zhang Yang ’s consciousness, it is okay to use tens of thousands of silver-winged demon ants at one time. It is no problem to persist for more than one hour. Don't say his own fighting power. The tens of thousands of silver-winged demon ants are enough to sweep most beasts. Group.
Therefore, the difficult things in the eyes of others, in the hands of Zhang Yang, can not be easier.
"who!"
Zhang Yang's hands were determined, just to make the silver-winged demon ants leave here, and in the eyes the blue spirit flashed suddenly, and suddenly felt a strange wave not far away. When they asked, the mind was moving, The silver-winged ant has been like a black whirlwind, and rolled towards the wave.
call--
For a while, the mana fluctuated, and all the silver-winged ants were rolled away.
"It's my husband!"
In the old voice, Fu Cang appeared.
"Hey! Brother Zhang is very alert!" Secretly sneaked into the old face of Fucang, and it felt a bit unstoppable.
"It turned out to be Big Brother Fucang! What's your order from Big Brother here?" Zhang Yang was very polite.
As he spoke, he squeezed his hands and waved his sleeves.
Like a long dragon absorbing water, it instantly sucked the surrounding silver winged demon ants clean.
It was instantly quiet in the sky.
"I ca n’t talk about it, just come to see Brother Zhang. How about the advanced cultivation?" Fu Cang said with a smile, and then nodded, "Well! Advanced is good! High-level stiff, strong mana, stable mood ... In this situation, it looks like it may break at any time and become more advanced. "
At this point, more than 300 years have passed since Gou Huan was in the middle of this 300-year period. Fu Cang has been cultivating with concentration and has steadily improved his strength.
He was concerned about his heart, and took advantage of the gap between cultivation to take a look at it.
"Well! The younger brother also feels that he can break through at any time, but he just lacks an opportunity. The hard cultivation cannot be successful. Therefore, only to come out and sacrifice the silver-winged demon ant can be regarded as a chance to find a breakthrough!" Zhang Yang nodded.
Fucang hesitated slightly, and said:
"There is a word, my brother had to say it."
"Brother Fucang is worried that when the younger brother breaks through, Lei Jie will attract the powerful men of immortal world again?" Zhang Yang smiled. Open up.
"Oh? What do you think of?" Fucang's eyes lightened. Asked Zhang Yang with an interesting look.
"The self-cultivation world has been moving a lot lately. Thinking about it has already attracted the attention of those big brothers in the immortal world. The reason why they have not acted is not because they don't want it, but because the barriers between the two realms are too thick. They can only have a chance through thunder. Coming to the cultivation world. The stronger the monks, the greater the resistance they need to face during the landing, and the more dangerous they are. And the big brothers in the fairy world, although they do n’t know what ’s happening in the cultivation world, they know Ordinary monks are definitely unable to cope. Therefore, if it comes again, it is likely to be Jinxian. Even Daluo Jinxian. And if these monks want to come ... without thunder and robbery without a robbery period, I am afraid that they will die. Although I am just stiff, I still have some strength. I believe that my stiff promotion to the thunderstorm is enough to open the channel for Da Luo Jinxian.
Zhang Yang talked. With Zhang Yang's wisdom, these things have been clearly thought out for a long time.
"Hahaha ..." Fucang laughed, "Okay! What a sapiens!"
Fucang laughed, looked at Zhang Yang's eyes, and appreciated a little more.
"Since the brothers Zhang understand these truths. What can be done?" Fucang asked.
"Response strategy? What else can I do?" Zhang Yang smiled bitterly. "I can only practice more magical powers. As for the promotion, I will suppress it a little bit when I reach the level of stalemate. At least I have to wait for Brother Fucang. You and Jiuying recovered their strength, and only after the first battle, they were promoted. Otherwise, in case they really attract the power of the immortal world, their first goal is probably the kid. "
"Hahaha ... this is the case. Brother is more worried. Brother Zhang, you can rest assured that your brother will make some preparations. Nothing will change before you are promoted to Mao's rigidity."
Zhang Yang heard the words and took the lead. But I dare not believe much.
"Big brother left first. There are still old people in the cultivation world. The old man will meet them, on the one hand, to prevent others from thundering in the cultivation world, and on the other hand, they can't make them too safe. Now. "
The insidious light flashed in Fukang's eyes and left.
After a while of thinking, Zhang Yang flickered and walked away.
...
Arctic iceberg.
call out--
A streamer pierced the sky, flying at a very fast speed.
Wow!
In the crisp sound, the ice layer cracked, a thin figure leaped out, his eyes staring at the streamer.
Huh!
The streamer was getting closer and closer to the top of his head, like a cannonball, and fell heavily on the ground, shaking the whole ice surface with a tremor.
Over four feet tall, full of fur, knotty muscles, a pair of sharp eyes ... Fukura!
The visitor is Fucang!
On the opposite side, the thin figure's eyes flashed brightly, and soon calmness was restored. There was a smile on his skinny, bark-like face:
"It was rumored that the friends of Fucang Tao got out of trouble. It turned out that it was really so gratifying!"
"Hum!" Fucang sighed disappointedly, "What are you! Little Xiaodu monk in the robbery period, and dare to match his husband's average?"
The smile on the face of the old bark immediately condensed, and the same snorted:
"Have you thought that you are still the same ambush between the two realms? You have been trapped for countless years and you have just escaped. You can only put yourself in the body of a Nine-level monster ... The old man is willing to intersect with your peers. Based on your prestige, if you do n’t want to, hum! No, not only the husband, but other Taoists, can only treat you as a ninth grade junior. "
With this sentence.
I saw two figures flickering behind him, slowly emerging.
One of them, tall and burly, is a giant man in the village. The other is a dwarf who is as short as a boy.
The two men connected the old, thin figure just now, and the three stood in a row, posing in the same way.
"Oh? It seems the three have been prepared?"
Fu Cang's gaze was cold, sweeping across the three.
All three could not help but tremble. However, when I think of my cultivation during the robbery period, plus three people side by side, I really have nothing to fear. So, they raised their shoulders.
"That's right! At the beginning, Jiuying Daoyou led the demons to swept the human race. None of our old guys took any action ... should Fucang Daoyou know this?" The gnome boy spoke. The sound is very fine, but there is no lack of respect. Obviously, this is an extremely cautious person.
Human shadow, tree name.
Although Fucang now only shows the strength of the nine-level monster, it is comparable to the cultivation of a humanized monk.
However, thinking about his famous name in the legend, this dwarf boy did not dare to carelessly.
The skinny old man heard the words and glanced at the dwarf boy with a look of disdain on his face.
"Nice! What about it?"
Fucang looked at all this, but said nothing.
"We know the intentions of the friends of Fucang. It is nothing more than letting us fight against the punishment that may arise in the immortal world. Several of our old guys have reached a unified opinion, and we will no longer care about things in the world The human race was destroyed by the demon race. We did n’t take any shots ... If there was any punishment from the immortal world, there would not be shots if there were powerful men in the lower world. We old folks just wanted to practice with peace of mind and hope to have the opportunity to rise. "Explained the sharp voice of the gnome boy.
"Oh? Then, do you think that if there is a lower bound in the power of the immortal world, will it give you a chance of neutrality?" Fucang asked.
The dwarf boy was stunned, obviously not very sure, and only sighed:
"The decline of the self-cultivation realm is no longer comparable in ancient times. We can only have this path. We can have a chance to save our lives ... the ancient self-cultivation realm has suffered from calamity because of its resistance to the immortal realm, not to mention the current self-cultivation realm? "
Beside, the skinny old man was impatient for a long time.
"What should Xiu say! Huh! If it wasn't for your ancient Xiuzhen people who had no control over them, and they tried to fight against the immortals, how could the Xiuzhen world be interrupted by several main spiritual veins and become the current situation? We have been penetrating all our lives, and we have reached the end of the robbery period, but we are unable to soar, we can only watch Shou Yuan run out ... if it is not a lack of resources. How can we do this? "
The thin little old man asked a few times, his eyes flashed fiercely, apparently extremely angry.
Although the skinny old man's breath is not weak, he has insufficient blood. It is obviously a sign that Shou Yuan is about to run out.
The robber monk Shouyuan is extremely long, however. Nor is it immortal. Only by grasping the time to fly to the fairy realm, can you use the aura of the fairy realm to be promoted again to obtain a longer life, so that it will not die forever, the sun and the moon will die and I will not die! This is almost the consensus of the practice community today.
Therefore, monks during the robbery period seem to be extremely powerful. In fact, the more they reach this level, the more they will feel the urgency of time and the difficulty of longevity.
"So, all this is to blame us!" Fu Cangqi laughed extremely.
"That's right! Today, you think you can't fight against the powerful men of fairyland, and you want to come and win us ... Huh! How can we be fooled, don't say let us help today, even yourself, are prepared to leave me Now! Although you have been sealed for many years, since you are a powerful person in ancient times, if you want to come, the net worth must be good. Any good things belong to our brother. "
The thin old man said, his hands were determined, the mana fluctuated, and a small black umbrella appeared in his hands.
As soon as he appeared, he opened it immediately, surrounded by a mist of mist, purple faintly.
The burly guy who hasn't spoken yet has a pair of sledgehammers, but they are a pair of fairy wares.
In the end, the gnome boy hesitated a little, his face struggling, and for the sake of advancing and retreating, he also sacrificed his treasure-a mace-like existence, which was also a fairy.
"Artifact Plague Umbrella? It seems that this is what you have to rely on. No wonder you dare to speak so loudly!" Fu Cang muttered.
Fu Cang's expression of indifference made the skinny old man feel bad for a while. However, now the arrow is on the string and can only be shot.
"cover!"
The skinny little old man squeezed his hands in one hand and drank loudly in his mouth.
call--
A gray mist, showing a dragon shape, rolled towards Fucang.
The Plague Umbrella is an attacking magic weapon. The main means of attack is to rely on the gray smoke of the plague to make the opponent lose its combat power and even fall directly to death.
This is a range-based attack magic weapon, used for mass destruction, with infinite power.
However, the trick in the hands of the thin little old man is to make this gray smoke present a single attack. Even with the mighty power of Fu Cang, he was afraid to try it out.
Of course, there is no need for Fucang to try each other out.
But seeing him raise his left hand.
call--
A cyan ring sacrifice, rising against the wind, drawing an arc in the air, and smashing from the side towards the thin old man.
Artifact!
Also an artifact!
The skinny old man's eyes widened instantly, he naturally knew the goods. Dare not to care in the slightest, both hands clenched the Dew Reed Umbrella and made a circle in the air.
call out!
The gray smoke immediately changed and rolled towards the cyan ring.
The poison gas of the Plague Reed Umbrella can not only spread the plague, cause people to die on the spot or lose combat effectiveness, but also corrode the aura of treasure.
The cyan ring is also an artifact, but after being eroded by the mist of the reed umbrella, the speed suddenly changes and the light is dim, but it is still approaching the thin old man, and there is a tendency to smash it.
Seeing a delight in his heart, the thin old man was determined to use his hands to urge the reed umbrella to release more poisonous gas, trying to corrode the cyan ring, and intended to take this artifact away.
...
The two people next to each other, when they saw the thin old man shot, also shot.
The burly man opened his arms and hit the sledgehammer hard.
Click!
Under the collision, a flash of lightning struck directly at Fu Cang.
The dwarf boy was holding the long handle of the mace with his hands and holding it high above his head, under the fluctuation of mana.
Buzz!
With a soft bang, all the nails on the mace ejected, like a starry sky, heading towards Fucang.
...
But watching Fucang ~ EbookFREE.me ~ turned a deaf ear to these two attacks.
With a pinch of law in his hand, rub his palm into a knife and lift it high.
The bright light on the edge of the palm flickered and fell off with force.
Huh!
A flash of light flashed, and the big cut operation unfolded.
A bright blade of light, in the blink of an eye, had already reached the thin old man.
Almost at the same time, the attack of the burly big man and the dwarf boy also came to Fukang, seeing that they were both defeated. (To be continued) RQ