Chapter 114 The Smurfs

The practitioners of the major faction returned to the divine city again. Because of the shocking world of the black brick, the practitioners firmly believed that the black brick must have come from the sealed building of the divine city. At present, the practitioners of the major faction began to attack the buildings in the divine city more crazily, longing for amazing magic weapons.

In a flash of two days, there was a continuous roar in the divine city. Buildings collapsed, and the practitioners of these major factions started the demolition team. It is true that some people have dug out magic weapons of extraordinary value. Of course, some people unfortunately dug out the nest of the murderous object and released the big murderous object, which caused a bloody storm.

Zhuge Butong doesn't know anything about these. At this moment, Zhuge Butang is in a heavy black fog, and it is estimated that he has escaped from the divine city for almost ten miles. When he came to the death zone again, Zhuge Fuliang had to fight with twelve spirits.

A black light flashed in the palm of his hand, and the black brick appeared in his hand. Zhuge Bu Liang weighed the strange-shaped "dharma weapon" in his hand, which could not even be called a magic weapon. Even Zhuge Bliang himself doesn't know what it is, but the only thing that can be sure is that it is not a magic weapon, because this black brick has no trace of being sacrificed at all.

It may also be some kind of precious treasure of heaven and earth, or some kind of divine stone.

But the only thing I can be sure of is that this is definitely a good thing!

Zhuge Bushang put the black bricks into his body. He did not dare to be too ostentatious. At the beginning, groups of undead creatures chased him thousands of miles away and grabbed the black brick. It can be seen that the black bricks are extremely powerful for these undead creatures.

Walking in the heavy black fog, Zhuge's consciousness is scattered, and he dares not be careless. It may be the safest to hide here now. Although there are many undead creatures here, it is better than entering the divine city and the sheep entering the mouth of the tiger.

I don't know how long he walked. Zhuge Fuliang's keen consciousness caught several undead creatures wandering nearby. He carefully dodged. Fortunately, he didn't meet a group like last time.

At this moment, Zhuge Butang suddenly turned around. He always had a feeling of being peeped, and his back was cold. But when he turned back, this feeling no longer existed.

"Is it an illusion? I'm too **?" Zhuge Butang doubted and continued to sneak forward carefully, but when he walked out of less than 100 meters, he felt the feeling of being peeped again.

This time, Zhuge Buteng did not look back, but continued to walk forward. When he walked out for a kilometer, the feeling of being peeped became clearer and clearer. Zhuge Buteng suddenly turned around and saw the blue light flashing in the black fog behind him, which seemed to be a figure.

Zhuge Butiao was secretly surprised. Could it be that someone was following me? He must be a master without such a trace.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a shadow in front of him shook, the black fog retreated, and an ancient corpse full of green hair rushed out. The evil spirit rushed to his face, and two sharp rays shot out of the pupils of the ancient corpse, as if it were real.

"Sy~~"

Zhuge Busheng inhales cold air and can't help retreating. This is definitely a horrible undead creature. Zhuge Bushang summoned the black brick in his hand and looked at the undead warily.

The joints of the ancient corpse's teeth creaked, and the smelly corpse water oozed out of his mouth, flowing along the green hair. Zhuge's stomach rolled in his stomach, and there was a feeling of vomiting.

"Oh!"

Seeing the black brick roar in Zhuge Butang's hand, two jins appeared in the eyes of the ancient corpse and flew forward. Although it was an undead creature, its joints were very flexible.

The evil spirit came to his face. Just as Zhuge Fuliang was about to take a brick to shoot it, a blue light flashed and flew over Zhuge Fuliang's head. The blue light was like a human figure, and the speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it came to the ancient corpse.

Zhuge Butang was surprised. The blue light and shadow seemed to be a virtual body, and it was less than a meter tall, like the size of a baby.

The light flashed in the eyes of the ancient corpse, roared, and patted at the blue figure.

The blue figure is very flexible, rotating around the ancient corpse like a beam of light, and making a tender "squeak" sound.

The ancient corpse has a burst of teeth and claws, but it can't stand this blue figure. Its speed is very fast, and every flash is like a teleportation. The ancient corpse can't do anything about it.

"Wo!"

The two sharp claws of the ancient corpse tore at the blue figure, and the blue figure flashed and had retreated a distance of more than ten meters. It seems to be really a young child, laughing happily and clapping his hands.

The more Zhuge Fuliang looked at it, the more funny he felt. The blue figure seemed to deliberately tease the ancient corpse, like a childish child and an elf.

"Roar!"

The ancient corpse was furious and rushed to the blue elf, and a large area of black gas submerged.

At this time, the blue elf's body twisted and turned into a blue sword. Although it was also a virtual body, it broke through the heavy black fog and came to the ancient corpse like a teleportation. The blue light flashed and passed directly through the chest of the ancient corpse.

Zhuge Butiang was shocked that this blue elf seemed to be able to turn into a flying sword! What is such a magical thing?

"Wo!"

The ancient corpse roared sadly, and the black air surged on his body. He turned over and rushed to the blue elf again.

At this moment, the elf has completely become the form of a flying sword. Generally, the blue sword is less than a foot long, but it once again pierces the ancient corpse, stabbed directly from the eyebrows of the ancient corpse, and flew out from the back of the head.

The ancient corpse roared and was loaded to the ground. It didn't move. The undead creature is really dead at this moment.

Zhuge Butang couldn't believe that this powerful undead creature was absolutely comparable to the master of the Jindan period, but he died in the joke of this blue elf. What kind of strange species is this little thing, but it is certain that it is by no means an undead creature.

The elf turned into a child again. It looked like a virtual shadow. It circled around the ancient corpse twice, and made a tender "squeak" cry in its mouth. Then he stretched out his finger and touched the ancient corpse. After confirming that he had lost his vitality, the elf couldn't help showing a look of loss.

It just seemed to only take the ancient corpse as a playmate, but it didn't expect that it accidentally killed him.

At this time, the elf focused on Zhuge Fuliang.

Zhuge Fuliang was not afraid, because he did not feel murderous. He took two steps forward.

At this time, the blue elf seemed to be frightened, and his body flashed more than ten meters away, making two tender calls to Zhuge Fuliang.

Zhuge Fuliang was depressed. This little thing was so timid. Just now, when he saw him fighting with the undead, he didn't seem to be afraid at all.

"Little thing, don't be afraid." Zhuge Buliang tried to take two steps forward.

"Squeak~~"

The blue elf retreated again and turned into a one-foot-long blue flying sword.

"Hm?" Zhuge's eyelids jumped. This little thing can be changed into a flying sword. Is it a sword spirit?

Some powerful flying sword magic weapons, seize the creation of heaven and earth, contain sword spirits, which can give birth to spiritual knowledge. However, the forming conditions of a sword spirit are very harsh. If you want to be fed with a strong essence of heaven and earth, you need all kinds of natural materials and treasures to cooperate with sacrifice, and it is even difficult to do it for thousands of years.

The sword spirit is already a living body that can survive without the flying sword. Even if the flying sword is destroyed, as long as the sword spirit is immortal, it can still reshape the sword body.

"Is this little thing really a sword spirit?" Zhuge Buliang suspected that this place had buried countless ancient immortals, or one or two flying sword magic weapons buried in the ground, nourished by the essence of heaven and earth, and gave birth to sword spirits.

This explanation is not too much.

"Little thing, come here, don't be afraid. I won't hurt you, uh... I can't beat you either." Zhuge Buliang once again tentatively took two steps ahead.

"sw"

The blue elf turned into a flying sword and disappeared into the black fog in the blink of an eye.

"What a fast speed." Zhuge Butiao was surprised. His consciousness dispersed and he wanted to capture the position of the little thing, but he found that the little thing had long disappeared.