Chapter 90 The magic weapon

[The red ticket is not good, weakly ask for the red ticket.]

"Xiao... Xiao Heng, you, you are..." The voice of the Heavenly Poisonous with a little trembling voice, at this time came out of the Heavenly Poison Order.

"Poison Lao, there is a broken space in my dragon ring. I don't know where this space is connected. At any time, there are countless original spiritual liquids flowing out of it crazily. My cultivation can enter the realm so quickly, and a large part of it is due to the credit of this original spiritual liquid. If I have been practicing with Xuanhuangzhu. It is estimated that it has not yet entered the middle of the spiritual realm. At this time, it was I who attracted a trace of this highly compressed original spiritual fluid into the body, which led to this temporary improvement of cultivation. Xiao Heng resisted the swollen pure aura in his body. While desperately running the pure fire, he crazily refined the strong aura poured into his body. While facing the Heavenly Poisonous Order, the Venerable Heavenly Poisonous, who was still in shock, explained.

The Venerable of Heavenly Poison was silent for a long time before he said, "Good boy, it seems that you are not small. The purity of this spiritual liquid is the only one I have seen in my life. I guess it will be extremely fast to refine. However, I'm afraid this kind of aura irrigation method is very harmful to the body.

Xiao Heng gasped twice again and nodded to the Venerable Heavenly Poison and said, "Indeed, once his cultivation is restored, his body will immediately fall into a state of serious injury. But if I hadn't met an enemy who was ineffective with such ordinary toxins, I wouldn't have used this trick. The words must stop words, continue to concentrate on the mind, and refine the body with all its strength, which is full of strong aura of meridians.

Xiao Heng's spiritual purification fire is already of high quality. When he practiced, he refined his aura, which was much faster than ordinary monks. At this time, I met the original spiritual liquid that was already extremely pure. This refining is almost extremely fast.

A trace of original aura, as soon as it comes into contact with the rising spiritual pure fire in Xiao Hengzi's mansion. It was immediately refined into a huge spiritual power and stored in Xiao Heng's purple house.

Looking at Xiao Heng, whose breath was gradually contained, the green-robed monk frowned. A feeling of faint oppression came to my mind.

There was a flash of murder in his eyes, and the green-robed monk narrowed his eyes. In the meridians, a powerful spiritual force gradually began to operate. The spiritual fog all over the body. It also flowed slowly.

Then, the body of the green-robed monk gradually rose slowly with the crazy agitation of the robe. It was not until the body rose to nearly five feet high that the green-robed monk slowly stopped. But it was the moment when it stopped that a green fog surging like a tide surged out of the body of the green robe monk in an instant.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng's eyes tightened, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and gasped gently. Then he crazily refined the violent spiritual power in his body.

At this time, the green-robed monk suddenly knotted a magic seal with his hands, and hundreds of coffin-like wooden blocks grew out of the ground. Suddenly, it burst one by one as before.

The next moment, nearly a hundred Aoki puppets, which were almost the same as before, jumped out of the wooden blocks one by one with a faint demonic spirit. After a moment of pause, he rushed to Xiao Heng crazily at the same time.

At this time, Xiao Heng has just refined part of the spiritual power in his body. As soon as he saw the movement not far away, Xiao Heng began to tie up the complicated magic seal one by one at a high speed.

At this time, Xiao Heng's printed hands were already dancing out of the virtual shadow. The fast printing technique brought out a sound of wind, and at the same time, it also flashed a trace of lightning in the hand.

With the conclusion of Xiao Heng's seal, a huge dark cloud shining with thunder immediately condensed in the sky. As soon as the thunder clouds condensed out, it immediately covered most of the sky.

At least forty or fifty miles away, many monks who were still moving forward carefully saw this situation, and at the same time, there was a feeling of palpitation in their hearts.

They looked at the large dark clouds in the sky from a distance, and there was a vague feeling of clouds. After watching for a moment, he consciously avoided that place and went around somewhere else.

"Thunder spells? Humph, the boy still has some way. Then it depends on whether you can survive this wave of wooden demon puppets. Seeing this, the green-robed monk snorted coldly and said slowly to Xiao Heng after a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Xiao Heng swept around the Aoki puppet that rushed crazily from afar, cracked his mouth, and gasped tiredly and said, "You can also be called a wooden demon? A puppet is a puppet. Let's see how I break it."

The words must suddenly wave his hand. In an instant, a terrible spiritual force was led to the air by Xiao Heng's wave. There was a thunder cloud rolling in the dark clouds above the sky. Then it immediately shot down countless thunder and lightning.

A thick thunder and lightning mixed with a sense of destruction flashed in the big dark clouds in the sky in an instant. Hitting on the ground, it jumped at Xiao Heng like a flea on a large area of Aoki puppet.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound was endless, and the thunder and lightning mixed with a strong sense of destruction covered fiercely like a rainstorm in an instant. The small piece of Aoki puppet was instantly hit into powder, and the wind blew, and the sky was suddenly full of flying ash.

"What a horrible thunder spell." The pupils shrank, and the green-robed monk stared at Xiao Heng and said to himself with a little admiration.

As soon as the voice fell, then there was another dense loud noise, which came out from the sky.

Under the thunder cloud, countless powders are flying all over the sky. It's like the end of the world, which makes people oppress.

"Wow~Wow~" A heavy gasp came out of Xiao Heng's pale face.

At this time, Xiao Heng has almost consumed most of the huge spiritual power in his body. A burst of fatigue and dizziness rose to the depths of the soul. It hit Xiao Heng's tight mental defense line.

Looking at Xiao Heng's tired state at this time, the green-robed monk showed a sinister smile and said to Xiao Heng calmly, "Kid, you have such a magical power at such a young age. You are also more terrical among the monks I have ever met. However, no matter how talented you are, you will die here today.

It must be said that the green-robed monk was full of inspiration. A stronger green fog came out of his body than before.

He exhaled a long breath, and then raised his head and looked into the air. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly took a deep breath.

The surrounding air suddenly tightened, and with this sudden inhalation, the surrounding green air fog and various vitality floating in this area were instantly sucked into the mouth by the green-robed monk.

Suddenly, a vibrant vitality instantly ran wildly in the body of the green monk.

Staring at the green-robed monk in the distance in shock, Xiao Heng shook his heavy head and waved his hand again with enough spiritual power.

Suddenly, countless thunder and lightning poured down into the thunder clouds in the sky. But this time, his eyes were changed to the green-robed monk.

The thunder and lightning arrived in an instant, and the green-robed monk coldly looked at the countless terrible thunder and lightning pouring down on him. A white light flashed in front of him in an instant, and a round bead mixed with the wooden texture of the rolling wood spirit suddenly appeared.

"heavy wood beads." With a loud shout, a thick spiritual light curtain immediately burst out on the wooden-textured beads, blocking the top of the green robe monk's head. The countless thunder and lightning that hit the green-robed monk was blocked.

An unbelievable look flashed in his eyes. Xiao Heng looked at the wooden bead in the hand of the monk in the green robe with some surprise, and it seemed that something suddenly came to his mind.

"Dix old man, is this..." Xiao Heng frowned, and there was some uncertain transmission to the poisonous old man.

The solemn voice of the Venerable Heavenly Poison immediately came out: "Be careful, this is his magic weapon. Looking at the appearance and breath, it should be a spiritual weapon made of some kind of spiritual wood.

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