Chapter 132 Demonic Sword
Deep in the cave, the cold supermarket air was filled with tension.
The extraordinary beings were divided into two groups, and they were at war with each other.
Fu Zong, the god-making organization, and Xie Qilin are on the same front.
The Security Bureau, Shushan, Zhang Xiaoyi, Ye Fan, and Monkey are on the same front.
The two groups are evenly matched.
I have to admire Xie Qilin, the flower-supporting layman, for having two brushes.
Obviously he came alone, but he forced two groups of forces to fight alongside him.
Even, Xie Qilin is the temporary leader of the two groups.
Because both Fu Zong and the God Creation Organization thought that the other party was the reinforcements of the evil Qilin.
No one can offend Evil Qilin at this critical moment of life and death.
Xie Qilin stood on the reef and whispered:
"Warm smoke!"
The tall figure of the eight-foot bride appeared in front, only half shorter than Xie Qilin Body:
“Mr.
Xie Qilin pointed at Zhang Xiaoyi:
“Kill!”
With the scream of the Eight-foot Bride, a big melee began.
The Eight-foot Bride faced Zhang Xiaoyi.
Han Hai faced off against Ye Fan.
Lilith, who possesses spiritual power and whose combat power has reached a new level, faces Wuxin Little Monkey.
Lilith likes this monkey very much. If she gives this extraordinary monkey to her father, he must like it very much.
Fu Zong disciples fought with Shushan disciples and security bureau administrators.
The battle became more and more fierce, with fire and thunder flashing in the sky. Spells are everywhere, swords are shining, swords are shining.
The extraordinary ones are more calm and calm.
They all understand that whoever gets the chance, or even survives, depends on who works harder!
Xie Qilin gritted his teeth and swore secretly.
If he fails to kill those few this time and he can come back alive, he must create an organization of extraordinary beings!
Then, kill all those bastards who are entangled with his fate!
Fortunately, the eight-foot bride did not disappoint Xie Qilin.
The Eight-foot Bride faced off against Zhang Xiaoyi alone. Zhang Xiaoyi quickly fell into a disadvantage and struggled to resist.
Evil Qilin's eyes glowed with surprise, he stretched out his hand towards Nuanyan, and shouted loudly:
"Nuanyan! Kill that Taoist priest! I will marry you when I get back! There must be a chance. Eight-footed sedan, high hall to celebrate!”
Xie Qilin’s words directly gave the Eight-foot Bride a stimulant.
The eight-foot bride screamed, and the surging ghost energy became more intense. Zhang Xiaoyi's thunder and lightning was almost drowned by the ghost energy.
You know, the path Xie Qilin took was safe and he came here without any trouble.
Zhang Xiaoyi used his mental power to get here.
Zhang Xiaoyi, who had spent a lot of energy in a duel with the Bachi Bride, was no match at all.
Suddenly, a faint purple light pierced the darkness of the cave, and everyone felt dazzling.
Accompanied by the roar of the wind and the explosive sound that was about to burst the eardrums, a giant sword hit the battle circle like a meteor.
It happened to penetrate into the stone ground between the eight-foot bride and Zhang Xiaoyi!
Everyone stopped fighting in unison and looked up.
In mid-air above the sea, the young man in black with long hair was trembling all over.
The demon snake sensed the anger of its master and circled uneasily, spitting out snake letters and roaring.
The long-haired boy in black looked at the giant sword reluctantly:
"Why, why don't you want to surrender to this king!
What restrictions did he put on you!"
This magic sword contains Li Yang's magic circle restrictions, which crows cannot break.
If it cannot break this restriction, it will be impossible for it to control the magic sword and use the extraordinary power in the magic sword!
The little monkey cried out towards the sky with a sweet voice:
"Brother! Don't worry about that broken sword! Your two younger brothers will be bullied to death!" The crow suddenly burst out with murderous intent, staring coldly at the little monkey:
"Who dares to touch this king's personal seal? "The prince!"
It stands to reason that if Crow calls himself the prince, then he is the prince himself.
Actually, Crow calls himself the King because he thinks it sounds good.
He thought he belonged to the emperor.
The little monkey pointed randomly in the crowd:
"Just her! Just him, and him, him, him!"
The crow laughed angrily:< br>
“Okay, okay, if you use a sword to fight against me, you dare to fight against me!”
The crow turned its palms into claws, and the demonic snake instantly expanded and turned into a giant black snake, killing the people pointed at by Lilith's little monkey.
The disciples of Fu Zong are not the enemy of Crow Yihe at all.
When the devil snake passes by, it will definitely take away the life of a Fu Sect disciple or a member of the God-making Organization.
Lilith avoided the devil snake in horror.
She recalled the fear dominated by the woman who called herself the Black Queen.
They are also controlling the dragon, and they are equally terrifying!
How could the Xia Kingdom be so terrifying!
The evil unicorn roared:
"Nuanyan, leave Zhang Xiaoyi alone, kill the birdman!"
The eight-foot bride screamed and threw herself into the sky.
The crow's eyes widened:
"You call me the birdman?!"
The demon snake roared and killed the eight-foot bride from behind.
The eight-foot bride was no match for the devil snake. She fell heavily to the ground, her body becoming translucent and her ghostly energy thinning.
The evil unicorn screamed:
"Warm smoke!"
The crow looked condescendingly at the injured Bachi Bride:
"You were created by him, and you are of the same lineage as me, so I will not kill you."< br>
This sentence exploded like thunder in the hearts of several extraordinary people who had experienced the ancient tomb ruins.
They all know that the Eight-foot Bride was a strong person before the Tang Dynasty!
It's just that the Eight-foot Bride was sealed for so long that she went crazy and was taken away by the Evil Qilin for some reason.
Is this young man in black with long hair also a figure from before the Tang Dynasty? !
Could it be. . . . . . Is he also from hell? !
This is a strong man from ancient times!
No wonder he always calls himself this king. How can modern people call themselves that?
Han Hai immediately knelt down:
"Your Majesty! It's all a misunderstanding!"
The scene became weird.
Because of the presence of Crow alone, everyone has lost their will to fight and there is no need to fight.
While the minds and eyes of everyone in the audience were focused on the crow, Wei Ming kept staring at the magic sword.
His breathing became rapid and he moved slowly towards the magic sword.
No one focuses on the magic sword. Everyone thinks that even ancient times can't control the magic sword. How can they control it?
And Wei Ming needs this magic sword!
As long as he obtains this magic sword, he can become a senior administrator in the Security Administration!
Rights, status, everything is there!
Wei Ming hopes that he will be successful, and he wants to support his sister!
He absolutely does not want his sister to live in such a humble way in the Liu family.
Furthermore, why can there only be four major families in the imperial capital and not one more Wei family? !
A hundred years later, future generations will record this:
Wei Ming, the ancestor of the Wei family, seized the clan-suppressing magic sword from the hands of an ancient strongman in the ruins, and created an extraordinary family in one fell swoop!
Wei Ming looked at the magic sword, sweating on the tip of his nose, and his brain was working rapidly.
Has any fantasy novel ever said how to obtain a spiritual weapon and identify its owner?
He doesn't know anything else. He relied on countless fantasy novels accumulated by a ten-year-old bookworm to get to where he is today.
At this time, I can only rely on the fantasy novels in my mind.
Wei Ming suddenly remembered something!
Recognize the master? !
Yes! Recognize the Lord!
Spiritual weapons without an owner require blood to be recognized as the owner!
Is it enough to drop blood?
(End of this chapter)