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Flying swords are the most commonly used magic weapons for immortal cultivators. They may be strong or weak. The one that fell down is obviously not weak. Otherwise, there would not be such a big momentum, and no one would dare to take risks in Despair City.
I often heard that in the City of Despair, there were immortal cultivators who were looking for magical powers. I was a little surprised that I encountered them.
¡°Could it be that this black black wolf is unusual, with the skeletal frame containing the imprinting patterns of the Great Dao¡¯s magical power?
Thinking of this, Xiao Chen flashed back and hid.
His aura has been restrained, otherwise the Black Xuan Wolf would not be so close and would not be able to find him. If you deliberately hide, it is difficult to find the immortal cultivators who come here.
As a low-grade king-mysterious beast, the black mysterious wolf already has the strength of a great master. It shouldn¡¯t be so easy for someone to kill it. Let¡¯s take a look first.
Bang!
Hei Xuanlang noticed the strange movement, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he roared angrily. Standing like a human being, he stretched out his hand and slapped the flying sword back, making a metallic sound.
Xiao Chen, who was in the dark, could see clearly the person coming. He was a young immortal cultivator who was wearing a blue robe and looked about thirty years old.
Seeing this person¡¯s face, Xiao Chen felt a little familiar. After thinking about it for a moment, he was suddenly startled, it turned out to be him!
The flying sword was knocked back, and the blue-robed monk was obviously slightly injured.
" However, what cultivators are best at is controlling magic weapons, when magical powers are hard to find. Even the level of combat power is mostly reflected in the magic weapon. This person is by no means the only one with this method.
As expected, seeing the flying sword being knocked back, the monk in blue robe held the magic weapon in both hands, and a metal net burning with flames moved towards the black black wolf.
The flame metal mesh grows from small to large, covering an extremely large area.
Seeing that it was difficult for Black Xuan Wolf to get away, the claw blade popped out and flashed with a cold light. When the flame metal net was about to fall, both claws moved together, trying to tear the flame net directly.
Who would have thought that the flaming metal net suddenly shrank in size the moment it fell, binding the Black Black Wolf tightly.
As the flames continued to burn, Black Black Wolf let out bursts of howls and struggled desperately. The metal flame net seemed to be in danger of breaking at any time.
The monk in blue robe did not dare to be careless. He moved his fingers together, and several flying swords came out. This time, the black black wolf could not avoid it. He was stabbed hard by the flying swords and nailed to the ground.
Controlling several magic weapons at the same time, the blue-robed monk seemed to be at ease and not panicked at all.
"Don't be in a hurry, wait until the Black Black Wolf's blood is gone, and then take away the metal flame net." The seven flying swords stopped in the air to guard, looking cautious.
Falling to the ground, the blue-robed sorcerer kicked the black black wolf with his feet and cursed: "This beast is really strong. My flying sword can easily hit it back. Fortunately, I have recently refined this golden wolf." Fire net, otherwise there¡¯s really no way to control this beast.¡±
After saying that, he squatted down, kneaded the secret with both hands, and the light shone, lightly imprinting on the back of Hei Xuan Lang.
A strange picture suddenly appeared on the back of the black black wolf. The fur became transparent and shiny, and flowing white lines could be seen on the bones.
The blue-robed monk was overjoyed at first, but when he saw it was just white lines, he was immediately disappointed: "Damn, it's an ordinary spell again, magical powers are still too hard to find."
¡°It¡¯s hard to find great magical powers, even small magical powers are so hard to find.¡±
"I have two small magical powers in my hand, which can also evolve into great magical powers. I don't know if I want this fellow Taoist."
I don¡¯t know when Xiao Chen appeared quietly, standing just outside the cordon of the seven flying swords.
The blue-robed monk was startled when he heard the sound, and quickly stepped back. The moment his eyes touched Xiao Chen's face, his pupils shrank.
With one finger of his hand, seven long swords shot towards Xiao Chen like a long dragon piercing the sun, and he turned around and ran away.
The seven flying swords were connected in a line, and they were quite powerful. Xiao Chen did not dare to be too careless, and a beautiful picture of mountains and rivers flew out from the palm of his right hand.
First, he stopped the fleeing monk in blue robe, unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and used all his strength to deal with the seven flying swords.
Thousands of frosts fight against the snow, and Ao¡¯s bones are ragged!
The snow was flying, the wind was cold, and the frost for thousands of miles was even colder than the snow. The folding fan flew around, and Xiao Chen knocked down the seven flying swords one by one.
With all his strength, the seven flying swords were like toys in Xiao Chen's eyes.
Of course, if it were a grand master, even a prodigy would not be as relaxed as Xiao Chen.
The natal flying sword of the Yuanying monk is no joke.
Another?, the splendid mountain and river map, the small landscape world that evolved, completely suppressed the blue-robed monk who had no magic weapon in his hand.
No matter how many magic weapons he uses, it is difficult to compete with this incomplete fairy weapon.
If the natal flying sword is still there, it may be able to pierce the scroll, but now, it is completely helpless.
Seeing that he was about to be included in the painting, the blue-robed monk showed a look of fear in his eyes. He knows better than anyone how terrifying it will be to enter the world in the painting.
"I surrender. I will tell you whatever you want to know."
The blue-robed monk said loudly.
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and a beautiful picture of mountains and rivers appeared in his palm.
The blue-robed monk was none other than Xiao Chen when he was in Hunluo Province, dealing with the affairs of the Changtian Sword Sect. The monk he met had not yet entered the Nascent Soul Realm.
After many years, we met in Despair City, and the other party had become a monk in the infant transformation stage.
Relying on the power of the magic weapon, it can even kill mysterious beasts that are comparable to the Grand Master.
If Xiao Chen hadn¡¯t progressed faster than him, it¡¯s hard to say what the situation would be like now.
"It seems that you still remember me and know that I have something to ask you." Xiao Chen said lightly.
The blue-robed monk smiled bitterly and said: "I don't remember. I have been in the Changtian Sword Sect all these years, and the name of the Azure Dragon King is like thunder."
"First tell me what your name is."
"The wind is ruthless."
The blue-robed monk answered while carefully looking at the seven natal flying swords shot down by the car.
"I know a little bit about the art of cultivating immortals, and I still know the importance of the natal flying sword to the monks. If you want to get the flying sword back, you have to answer my questions honestly."
Feng Wuwu knew that what he said was true. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to use the beautiful mountain and river map. He said helplessly: "It's up to you. Anyway, it's in your hands. It's impossible for me to run away."
"Okay, you said you have been in the Changtian Sword Sect, what have you been doing?"
There was a trace of hesitation in his eyes. Feng Qingqing looked up and saw Xiao Chen's cold expression. His heart trembled inexplicably and he said, "I didn't do anything. I just helped prepare the preliminary work of refining the True Dragon Life-Sustaining Pill."
"Why are you back now? Have you successfully refined the True Dragon Life-Sustaining Pill?"
Feng Qingqing smiled and said: "How is it possible? I can only make some preliminary preparations for my alchemy skills. Only my master can refine the True Dragon Life-Sustaining Pill, which is a pill that is beyond the king's level. I have nothing to do now. Naturally, there is no need to stay there.¡±
"Okay, let me continue asking you, who is the True Dragon Life-Sustaining Pill refined for?"
Feng Qingqing shook his head and said: "I don't know about this. I am only responsible for screening and refining. Those true dragon bones collected are equivalent to a handyman."
Xiao Chen smiled: "A handyman? Your master is really amazing. Any handyman under your command has reached the Infant Transformation Realm. With the power of the magic weapon, he can even kill the black black wolf."
"My master is really amazing. At least if you go to the Changtian Sect now, you won't know how you will die. I think I am exaggerating. Several of his most proud disciples are also in Despair City. You will know if you meet them. true and false."
Feng Qingqing smiled slightly and said lightly, seeming to deliberately provoke conflicts between Xiao Chen and his senior brothers.
"I will find out whether it is true or not. You just need to understand your situation first. Then I will ask you how long it will take to refine the True Dragon Life-Sustaining Pill." Xiao Chen said coldly.
"At least two years. This kind of elixir that can defy heaven and change one's destiny. It took a hundred years just to collect the bones of a real dragon. It is even more troublesome to refine. Whether it can be successful remains to be seen."
"Can the True Dragon Life-Sustaining Pill extend physiological life span?"
"Of course you can't. If you say that extending your natural lifespan is going against the will of heaven and changing your destiny, extending your physiological lifespan is equivalent to killing your life. It's not the same thing, so don't think too much about it."
It seems that Feng Wuqing also knows that Xiao Chen only has twenty years to live, and his words are quite gloating.
Xiao Chen was too lazy to pay attention, waved his hand and said: "Take your flying sword and let's go!"
¡°You¡¯re going to let me go?¡± Feng Qingqing was incredulous.
Xiao Chen sneered and said, "What, you don't want to leave? You still have to force me and let you use your life-saving trump card to be satisfied."
Feng Qingwu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's good to deal with smart people. In fact, the Changtian Sword Sect has no secrets. It's just that my master owes the founder of the Changtian Sword Sect a favor to help him refine the real dragon." The life-extending pill can be regarded as repaying this kindness."
"But you'd better not think about causing trouble. I'm not exaggerating the strength of my master. It's easy to kill you now." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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