Chapter 76 Eat Me

Long Xingxing said angrily, "When will you be ready?"

"Are you ready?" Zhuo Tian said with a smile, "I'm just afraid to scare you."

Before the words fell, a big black bell had risen on Zhuo Tian's head, surrounded by black fog, looming, releasing a pressure that swept the whole audience and protecting him. For a moment, it seemed that Zhuo Tian's body was also blurred, like a hazy moon mirror in the ripples.

"Is this... a Chinese magic weapon?" A disciple of Yao Wangfeng asked suspiciously, "Looking at the elephant, but there is an inexplicable sense of mystery, which makes people feel uneasy..."

"Middle-quality? Top quality? The best? ..." In Shui Yingying's eyes, this magic weapon seems to be constantly changing. In a while, the skill has risen several grades, but when you look at it, it is still a medium-grade magic weapon, which is really strange.

Zuo Tenglong was also stunned. How can he see through the quality of this magic weapon? That unpredictable and strange breath, even magic weapons may not be able to emanate...

Facing this big clock, the dragon starry sky actually has a feeling of not daring to attack, as if there is a beast or a huge whirlpool hidden in the thick black fog, which can devour his spiritual power, magic weapons, body, and even everything...

Then, Zhuo Tian took out another black sword, which was the middle-grade magic weapon obtained from Hu Jie.

Everyone looked at it with a complicated color, except for Zuo Tenglong and Shui Yingying, they all envied and hated it. Where did this boy get his shit luck? The little junior practitioner actually took out a medium-quality magic weapon?! Many people present don't even have many magic weapons!

Who knew that Zhuo Tian looked at it over and over for a while, and then sighed and took it back, as if he was not very satisfied.

The onlookers wanted to beat him up. You are not satisfied with the medium-quality magic weapon. You can take out another one to try!

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Tian took out another red rope, which turned into a few feet long and short, surrounded by three feet of flames, like a fire dragon. The hot fire made the defenseless monks carry spiritual protection one after another...

Can we fight now? Long Xingxing looked at him warily, but he didn't expect that this boy had endless magic weapons, and everything looked extraordinary and not easy to deal with!

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Tian shook his head and put the rope away again.

"Your uncle! Are you finished?!" A young man beside Shui Yingying finally couldn't help roaring. He also had only one medium-grade magic weapon with poor texture, and he hated this kind of show-off party very much. Are you still dissatisfied with the middle product that is close to the top grade?! If you have the ability, you can come up with a better one!"

"Oh? This brother is too angry, isn't he?" Zhuo Tian smiled and said, "What if I take out another one?"

"If you still have it, I'll give you another one!" The young man shouted.

Yao Wangfeng's disciples all looked at him with an expression of forcing young people, thinking that they had taken out three pieces. What's wrong with taking out another one? Even the two people next to the young man stood a little away from him, not to mention that you know us...

Zhuo Tian turned his hand and took out another stick, which looked ordinary, like a pick from a farmer's family.

The young man pointed and laughed, "Is this also a magic weapon? Which farm did you steal from? Haha, haha, it's so funny! ............Fuck, it doesn't seem right?" He suddenly opened his eyes wide and watched Zhuo Tian inject spiritual power into it. The pick rose to more than ten feet in an instant. The black of the thick stick seemed to break and bloom red light, as if it was a rolling magma boiling, but he could not escape the shackles of this stick. The strong pressure released made the onlookers Take a step back.

"This is close to the best magic weapon!" Yao Wangfeng's disciples exclaimed one after another.

"How could he, a junior qi practitioner, have such a magic weapon! Even the beginner may not have it!"

"I just thought that the Dragon Starry Sky had taken advantage of it, but now it's not certain who will suffer losses!"

The young man who bet with Zhuo Tian also withered, lowered his head and covered his face and quietly retreated. Zhuo Tian smiled and said, "Brother, I'm willing to bet and lose. Hurry up and hand over a magic weapon!"

Before he finished speaking, the young man ran away.

Fuck me! Zhuo Tian was stunned. Does this still have the style of a monk? Does the child have a home?

After waking up, he pulled out his legs and chased: "Hey! Don't run! Give me back my magic weapon!"

Everyone looks blank. What are you doing? Still can't fight? Long Xingkong pinched his forehead and lowered his head. He really couldn't stand it. This is a fucking farce!

Suddenly, everyone exclaimed, and Shui Yingying shouted, "Be careful!"

The dragon starry sky was also suddenly alert, but he felt a huge pressure coming from behind, and the hot feeling made his hair burn in an instant.

He shouted, and his spiritual power ran. He turned over and his right arm poked out. A unique battle strategy flame knife of Yanghuo Peak was sent out. The crescent-shaped flame was like a substance flying away, blocking the attack on the magic weapon. A roar of heat wave exploded. Except for Zuo Tenglong and Shui Yingying, Ran was shocked. The wave trembled a few steps back!

It turned out that when Zhuo Tian just went to chase the young man and ran behind the Dragon Starry Sky, suddenly the stick turned up and hit the back of the Dragon Starry Sky...

"You are despicable!" The dragon starry sky said angrily. Now he suffered a small loss. He was overwhelmed by a trace of spiritual power and burned off his sleeves. His arm was as hot and painful as if he reached into the oil pan and pulled it out, and the bone seemed to be broken.

Zhuo Tian was shocked and took a step back, and secretly marveled that the senior qi practitioner was really powerful. His best magic weapon was easily taken over by him with a full blow...

"Haha, I'm testing Brother Long's on-the-spot adaptability! It's really admirable!"

Yao Wangfeng's disciples burst into discussion.

"Is this really the eldest brother's nephew? Why is it so indruly that it is not like the big brother at all?

"Sting stuffy sticks, sneak attacks, and black hands, this is really a rare strange thing in my world of cultivation in a hundred years! Isn't it a hooligan sneaking in?"

"It's shameless enough, but it's understandable that after all, the opponent is two levels higher!"

Zhuo Tian's old face turned red, but he despised these people in his heart. You know what kind of hair. It's not between you and me to fight. What the hell can't be used? The winner is the winner who survives, and even if he is benevolent and righteous he is, he is just a dead man!

"Eat me again!" Zhuo Tian jumped up and took turns to hit the dragon starry sky.

Long Xingkong did not dare to take it again this time. After all, it is a top-grade magic weapon. His arm is fleshy. If he keeps hitting hard like this, he will break his meat sooner or later. However, when he dodged, he was affected by the control of the incomparable pressure of the top-grade magic weapon. His body seemed to be stagnated, and he had to spend more spiritual energy to break free. Come on.

Seeing this situation, Zhuo Tian was very sure. It seems that the hard dragon starry sky just now has also suffered a loss. Now I dare not take it. I have a star-absorbing array, as well as the armor of the flame leopard-print snake and the small black bell body protection. I just need to fight with all my strength. Sooner or later, this guy will not be able to support it!

Everyone saw the big black bell at the top of Zhuo Tian, chasing the dragon starry sky with a big stick, which was dazzling.

"Eat me with a stick!"

"Eat me again!"

"There is another stick!"

............

The figure of the dragon starry sky is getting more and more stagnant. Every time the stick is hit, he stands there like being sucked by a magnet, and then uses his spiritual power to break free. The flame knife occasionally counterattacked a few times, and was also absorbed by the black clock.

"If it goes on like this, Brother Long will definitely lose." A young man next to Shui Yingying said, "You have to find a way."

"It doesn't matter. Although the water brother consumes a lot of energy, he is two levels higher than that boy. This boy is also very consuming to promote the best magic weapon. Another young man.

Shui Yingying became more and more shocked and said, "This boy doesn't seem to be a junior qi practitioner. How can his spiritual power be endless? That clock is not ordinary again! After absorbing a lot of the spiritual power of the water brother's flame knife, it turned out to be more powerful!" Suddenly, her eyes were wide open in horror.

"...There is a tendency to evolve into a top-quality magic weapon?"