Chapter 212, Mao Stiff Ancient Arm, Top-level Spiritual Weaper

The heart turned like this. The next moment, Cui Changsheng's body turned into a shadow and cracked. When he gathered and formed again, the whole person was already standing between Zhu Peng, Hongyu and Yin Jizhu. The yin wind dementor is launched. Whether it is the yin wind dementor or the head, it is two spells that can be jointly used or can be applied separately. Just like Zhu Peng used Lei to display a variety of the Taoist art of a thousand bird flow. Whether the magic is strong or not depends on the degree of fit of the practitioner and his own qualifications.

The ghost shadow spread up to the three people along the veins of the magic. The gloomy ghosts formed by hanging their heads were slapped fiercely. The reaction speed of the three people was undoubtedly affected by some. Hongyu and Yin Jizhu were restrained in an instant. No matter how difficult it was to rely on their own ability, they moved a little.

Even Zhu Peng can only open his purple eyes, but before he can perform any powerful magic, he is eclipsed by the gloomy wind. His body is stiff, and it is difficult to move.

Seeing the success of his magic, Cui Changsheng also took a long breath in his heart, but he did not have the habit of being proud in front of living people. Without hesitation, he then controlled the printing formula. A dark but ferocious palm with white hair flew out of his arms, and then formed little by little under the injection of his real yuan, turning into a big black big hand that covered the whole audience.

"Mao stiff ancient arm, senior spiritual treasure?" Looking at the changing hands, I felt the strong corpses gushing out of it, a large number of real yuan. Yin Jizhu and Zhu Peng, who are widely knowledgeable, gradually changed their faces, because they generally knew the illustrious legend of this treasure and its powerful power.

With the arm of the zombie king, the Cui family sacrificed countless lives and sharpened the powerful spiritual weapon. Its high texture and power can be said to be the top-ranking existence in the whole Qinwangling. Some people even think that it is the first killing weapon in the whole Qinwangling, which is incomparable in power.

Whether Mao Jiang's ancient arm is the first killing weapon in Qin Wangling, not to mention Yin Jizhu, or Zhu Peng, who came back, is not clear. It's just that before he was reborn, he had the honor to see this spiritual magic weapon, and he faintly heard some secrets about it. In other aspects, not to mention the power killing, this thing can be regarded as the top of Qinling. If it is really hit, no one of Zhu Peng can live.

What's more, looking at Cui Changsheng's posture and swallowing Zhenyuan, he clearly refined his fifth great magic skill into this ancient arm. The two phases were superimposed. Once it was stimulated, what kind of stone shock it would be.

It's just that whether you like it or not, this virtual change has changed from a solid white-haired ancient arm to a huge gloomy palm, and slowly patted down. Looking at the solemn meaning of the mountain, even a fool should know what kind of moral result it will be directly hit by it.

The bodies of Zhu Peng, Hongyu and Yin Jizhu were bound by the wind, but their consciousness was generally awake. Looking at the slow arrival of death, the dark big hand was about to change themselves into meat crumbs on the ground. Hongyu and Yin Jizhu were so anxious that their faces turned red, like constipation. No matter how hard they tried, they could not dredge them. I can't struggle.

Only Zhu Peng, in the red and blood-colored eyes, the purple meteor is slowly starting and flowing, and the yin wind dementor method that restrains the body's qi veins can't affect any changes slightly. At the same time, the purple eyes also isolate the leakage of emotions, making people unable to feel his emotional and psychological changes at all.

When the terrible palm is less than half a half away from the heads of the three people, when Cui Changsheng exercises the magic formula, he will wave down and fight with one blow. Zhu Peng suddenly opened his purple eyes, blood spells, and his pupils counterattacked and launched.

The next moment, the severe pain hit, and in Zhu Peng's eyes, there was a red blood flowing down, like blood and tears. However, the effect of the pupil counterattack is also very obvious. Cui Changsheng originally bound all the people's yin wind dementor, and the whole person was hit when controlling the great magic power. The qi pulse Zhenyuan suddenly became chaotic, and he directly spit out a mouthful of blood, at least several times the amount of Zhu Peng's bleeding and tears.

Pupil counterattack is Zhu Peng's first solidified purple magic. The skill effect can be explained as the rebound of all external attacks when launched. It seems that the power is really huge, but in essence, the real effect cannot be as good as it is said.

First of all, according to Zhu Peng's trial experience, this blood magic power is most suitable for rebound illusion attacks, followed by energy and the most close physical combat. For example, Zhu Peng opened the purple soul and faced the first opponent. The other party's magic power was restrained by this pupil's ability to counterattack, and then all of them rebounded back. As a result, he wiped his knife and died unjustly.

The effect of the energy attack rebound is a little worse. The greater the energy of the other party, the worse the effect of Zhu Peng's pupil rebound, because after all, it is mediated by fragile eyes. Once the power is fully exceeds the load, Zhu Peng's eyes are not only painful, but also as simple as bleeding and tears. The final result is very good. It can be eyeballs.

As for the physical attack, the pupil counterattack can't forcibly lead the opponent's fist to the other party itself, so the effect of attack rebound is extremely poor. Zhu Peng rarely uses this technique when facing the strong body.

The hairy stiff ancient arm on the head is undoubtedly a comprehensive attack of energy and physical and Taoism. If Zhu Peng can't think of it and bounces with purple eyes, the explosion of the eyeballs is its only result. The eyes are not fists, not so rough use.

What's more, without the shadow of death covering his head, how could Zhu Peng guarantee that the two people next to him would do their best? Therefore, it was not until the three of them could not escape that he activated his pupils and counterattacked Cui Changsheng's yin wind secret, not only to maximize his Zhenyuan's counter-eating, but also to force Hongyu and Yin Jizhu to fight desperately.

Sure enough, in the face of the mountain ghost palms that slapped down, between life and death, the two of them burst out their last potential skills. Yin Jizhu's body was full of black and white air gushing out, like Taiji painting circles around him, full of a kind of round door and reaching the meaning of heaven.

He had red eyes, controlled the light gray Taiji circle, and rushed straight to Cui Changsheng with the slap of Mao's stiff old arm. He knew that even if he was lucky enough to die under the slap of Mao's stiff old arm, if the old ghost in front of him did not hang up, he could not escape his claws.

So in this rush, he was full of a kind of murderous intention. Looking at the fierce appearance, even with Cui Changsheng's determination, he was also afraid of it.