Chapter 19 The Essence of Mithril

A pair of clear and bright eyes suddenly appeared in the blurred face of the silver light man.

The diamond angle is clear, as bright as the stars, but it is full of a sad and happy indifferent expression, as if standing on the top of the mountain and looking down at the earth. Everything is just passing by.

No sadness, no joy, no surprise, no anger.

The moment the silver light man opened his eyes, his dead mind suddenly broke out like a needle, producing a huge and unimaginable power of his mind. Wu Pengwei's arms in the yellow aperture shook, and the time circle collapsed.

The jellyfish was shocked.

"Life comes"

Wu Pengwei shouted in a low voice, and his eyes were cold and ruthless. The cold dead spirit spewed out, surrounding the jellyfish like a bone-attached maggot.

Less than a month later, the jellyfish did not expect that Wu Pengwei's mind had entered such a level. Such power could almost be compared with herself. She was shocked. Her orange hair was windless and turned into thousands of light snakes. They broke away one after another and bit into a ball with the black dead spirit.

But this dead spirit turned into a dragon's human monster in an instant, but it was several times smaller than the original size, only half a meter in size, with complete hands and feet, and vigorous action. In one hand, thousands of light snakes were torn to pieces.

"What, what is this............"

The jellyfish was stunned. At this time, Wu Pengwei's left index finger flickered, and an imperceptible purple air tore the air and cracked a gap behind the jellyfish.

A pair of steel-like arms poked out of the air cracks and tightly wrapped around the jellyfish, making it unable to move at all.

Wu Pengwei jumped up in the air, and a light fire was raised on his left hand. In the light fire, there was a strange dragon-like character flowing, which was suddenly engraved on the jellyfish's forehead. The latter was like a lightning strike, and his whole body was immediately muddle-headed and lost his spirit.

"Drag in."

Wu Pengwei snapped his finger, and the soul nodded mechanically, pulling the jellyfish into the world of the infinite Lord of the Ring.

Behind him, a group of bronze puppets were climbing out of the wall.

I don't know what material these bronze puppets are made of, which is extremely difficult to deal with. With the superior sharpness of the "Red Army", it is difficult to cut them completely. It can be seen that they are hard and have inexplicable divine consciousness, which is completely different from ordinary puppets.

Ordinary puppets attack through the divine control of the owner, but now this puppet has no body at all. He is endless. He just blindly attacks Wu Pengwei, and the Aoki exerts all his strength and moves, and even even the moves of life and death, but he has no progress.

With such strange strength, coupled with Wu Pengwei, it is also difficult to change the situation.

However, Wu Pengwei has many ways. With a wave of his big hand, a sense of confusion wrapped a group of puppets and disappeared.

The most fundamental vulnerability of this kind of puppet controlled by divine thoughts is that it is difficult to resist the devouring of the masters of divine thoughts, especially the masters after the creation of the world. They can swallow the thinking and space of others with their hands and feet. The extremely strong can even turn over the river and the sea, only half a step away from the gods.

Although Wu Pengwei is 108,000 miles away from the realm of creation, he has the top treasure like the infinite Ring, which is hidden in mustard. The capacity is almost endless. When a few bronze puppets are thrown in, it is just a drop in the sea and can't occupy much space.

As soon as the puppet went, the hole was suddenly empty. Wu Pengwei walked to the suspended glazed beads with a solemn face.

This bead is the spirit of the dragon fan, and the dragon fan is one of the aliens of dozens of generations of water emperors.

Not only the water emperor, but also among the dragon clan, the fan is also a very special existence.

The body of the dragon is fragile. Compared with the dragons with extremely strong physical strength, the physical strength of the dragon is almost negligible, but the dragon has the ability of other dragons to sigh.

It has almost ocean-like spiritual strength.

It is the specialty of the Dragon Dragon family to be able to set up wind and rain on the sea, set up a maze, and create a colorful or charming mental scene.

The rage dragon family is rare, almost single, and there is often only one in a thousand years, and the powerful sea clan with weak strength and strong will can easily kill it. It has always played a weak role in the history of the endless sea.

Until the appearance of fans 8,000 years ago.

The fan's spiritual thinking is particularly strong, and it is naturally intelligent. In the days when it has been bullied by many sea clans, it suddenly said that it was taught by the water god, learned the profound magic method, swept the whole endless sea, and became the new dragon emperor.

It is also because of the rise of fans that many dragons still have a strong memory of divine thoughts.

And this glazed bead is the spirit of the mystery, the concentration of a lifetime memory.

It's just that, in addition, what is that magical character? What is the world of divine thoughts mentioned in the mouth of the mystery? What does it have to do with the divine world of creation and the divine world in the mouth of Mr. Water Mirror?

The strangest thing is why the light man in his mind has a pair of eyes.

All these have greatly troubled Wu Pengwei. Unfortunately, no one can answer. The silver light man in his mind has always refused to communicate with him, which makes him very distressed.

After thinking about it for a long time, he still had no clue, so he put the beads into the infinite ring and moved forward.

But at this moment, Aoki, who followed him, suddenly said.

"Young master, look, what is that?"

Wu Pengwei turned his head and looked in the direction of Aoki's finger. On Aoki's finger, the finger worm was squirming crazily.

On the side near the corner of the wall, there is a pile of light white non-gold and non-iron things, a large pile, piled up there, inconspicuous.

Wu Pengwei walked over, squatted down, knocked down the pile of metal with his hand, and found that it was not gold, not iron, not stone, and the material was strange.

It means that the treasure worm will not squirm crazily for no reason, which must be a reason.

Wu Pengwei thought for a moment and pointed like a knife. He pointed at this pile of pale white things, and the result was like poking on the iron plate. There was no movement. He urged the power of the gold system and tried to cut it open, but still did not move.

This surprised Wu Pengwei. In addition to his surprise, he pulled out the "Red Army" and stabbed it on this pile of pale white things. As a result, there was only a sound of gold and iron, and there was no movement.

"Strange, what is this?" Wu Pengwei was a little puzzled.

Aoki beside him reminded: "Young master, why don't you invite Mr. Shuijing out?"

Wu Pengwei snapped his finger, and the sanctimonous Mr. Shuijing immediately fell out, staggered under his feet, almost fell down, and looked embarrassed.

Mr. Shuijing cursed as soon as he came out.

"Oh, Wu boy, do you want to kill me?"

"How to say this?" Wu Pengwei was a little confused.

"You suddenly put in a pile of dragon head puppets made of bronze essence, but this group of puppets bumped into the infinite ring like crazy. They happened to meet me. If it hadn't been for my legs and feet, I would have been a little defensive baby, and I would have almost lost my life. What do you want to do? Didn't I just show you the way, as for you? Besides, didn't I give you a finger? Mr. Shuijing blew his beard and stared angrily and stamped his feet.

Wu Pengwei looked at it carefully and found that Mr. Shuijing had lost a shoe under his feet, and his hairstyle was also a little scattered, and he was embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, sir. I really didn't expect these puppets to meet you and cause you trouble. I'm sorry."

Mr. Shuijing brushed his sleeves angrily and turned his head to look at him.

But when he accidentally touched a pile of pale white objects on the ground, his resentment suddenly dissipated outside the sky, and his eyes were wide open.

He squatted down, kept tapping with his fingers, spitting on it, and then wiped it with his sleeves. Finally, he stammered, "No, no way, such a good luck can actually touch the essence of the mithril..."

The essence of mithril?

(This chapter is for Master Cat Jiu, for all readers who love me, my eyes are so swollen that I can't open them. Everyone is happier)