Luo Chuan's attempt was successful, and he only used two puppet papers to dissolve the triple barrier in front of the primrose. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Then comes the time to witness the miracle......

Uh, no, it's the moment to witness the evening primrose picking.

Although the puppet paper is a humanoid magic weapon, it is not a human after all, although it has hands, but no fingers.

So Luo Chuan controlled the puppet paper and gently clamped the grass stem of the evening primrose with two hands, and then carefully folded it to the side, a crisp sound sounded, and then a evening primrose was picked into his hand by the puppet paper.

After all, he didn't do it himself, Luo Chuan was still a little bottomless in his heart, and he didn't dare to pick more, so he hurriedly commanded the puppet paper to return to his side.

The evening primrose fell into Luo Chuan's hand, and it was still flashing with a white light, but it looked a lot dimmer, but the rich breath of life still made Luo Chuan happy.

There's a play!

The next moment, Luo Chuan's hand put this evening primrose that he had finally obtained into the special jade box, in order to lock the medicinal power in it as much as possible.

After doing all this, the stone in Luo Chuan's heart completely fell to the ground.

Sure enough, opportunities and crises coexist!

If it weren't for his shrewdness, I'm afraid he would really just be able to sigh.

The next thing was simple, Luo Chuan commanded the puppet paper man again and again, and swept away all the evening primrose at the foot of the altar, leaving not a single one.

To put it selfishly, at this point, Luo Chuan's biggest task of entering the Moon Shadow Secret Realm this time has been completed!

As for the mysterious black altar......

Luo Chuan couldn't wait to get as far away from it as possible.

Before he reached the altar, there were so many moths that he could really climb up, not to mention that those terrifying flying insects alone would have to kill him!

Thinking of this, Luo Chuan was ready to pat his ass and leave, after all, he had more important things to do next.

Of course, it is to meet Mo Youxue and others.

But before Luo Chuan could take back the puppet paper on the ground, the corner of his eye suddenly flashed, and he suddenly saw something.

Luo Chuan couldn't see it before, because this thing was hidden behind a clump of evening primrose, blocking Luo Chuan's view, but now the evening primrose has been picked by Luo Chuan, and its true face is naturally revealed.

If you really want to talk about it, in fact, Luo Chuan couldn't see it very clearly, because only part of this thing was exposed, and the other part was completely lost into the base of the black altar!

The part that is exposed to the air is a cylindrical iron handle.

This is......

A sword?

Luo Chuan's heart was hot, and a trace of essence immediately flashed in his eyes.

It is true that now he already has a good sword, which is an elegy that was fished up from the cold pool, but since he is a disciple of the Ling Sword Sect, how can there be a reason to dislike a lot of good swords?

"Do you want to try and pull it out?"

Luo Chuan rubbed his palms gently, and without hesitating for too long, he quickly instructed the puppet paper to turn back towards the altar.

There is a treasure in front and not taking, this is definitely not Luochuan's style.

In a short time, the puppet paper came to the round handle, and then did the same, holding it firmly with the palms of both hands, and pulling it back sharply.

Three breaths have passed......

Ten breaths have passed......

The time has passed......

The picture in front of Luo Chuan's eyes seemed to be completely still.

That puppet paper man, let alone pulling out the iron sword, can't shake the other party at all!

Seeing this, Luo Chuan suddenly frowned fiercely.

Then he gritted his teeth, waved his sleeves directly, took out all the remaining seven puppet papers, and commanded them to help draw their swords.

So at the foot of the black altar, a long line of paper figures suddenly appeared, one after another, as if in a tug-of-war, and they fell backwards in unison.

However, the iron sword remained unmoved.

Luo Chuan was anxious in his heart, but he didn't dare to step forward at all, not to mention whether there were any other killing moves on the black altar, what if he pulled out the sword and attracted a bunch of mysterious flying insects?

Luo Chuan said in his heart that he couldn't do this, so he was ready to give up, anyway, the left and right were just a sword, and it was enough for him to have an elegy.

However, I am a little unwilling......

After a long time, there was still no new movement on the puppet paper man's side, and Luo Chuan didn't know what to think, so he summoned them all back, and then with a flip of his wrist, he handed the elegiac sword into the hand of one of the puppet paper bodies, and commanded it to swing its sword and slash towards the black altar!

"Bell!"

A crisp sound of gold and stone filled the audience, and Luo Chuan hid more than ten feet away and watched with a cat's waist, and then his eyes widened.

And not just because none of the flying insects escaped this time.

What's more, the black altar was not damaged in the slightest!

Not even a single stone chip could be chopped down!

Luo Chuan knows how sharp the elegiac sword is, although this time it was cut by a puppet paper man, without any rules, and without any swordsmanship, but the strength is absolutely enough, if it is placed in Xiaoqi Mountain, at least it can cut off a century-old tree with one sword!

But the altar, which seems to have been badly damaged, has nothing to do?

What kind of material is this?

Luo Chuan's heart was even more entangled......

The strength of this altar is already so terrifying, so how sharp should the sword that can be inserted into the altar be?

The puppet paper man slashed a few more swords, and then returned with an elegy, but Luo Chuan had almost crushed his back molars.

"Do you want to take a gamble?"

If only he hadn't seen the sword.

If only he didn't know that the sword was so extraordinary.

But now that he has seen it and knows it, where can he still take a step?

From a certain point of view, the thoughts in Luo Chuan's heart at this time are very dangerous.

But the greater the danger, the greater the benefit.

It's a rare opportunity!

Luo Chuan just stood in place and thought and thought, pondered and pondered, hesitated and hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and reached out to slap the mountain and sea pot hard!

The next moment, Luo Chuan's body had countless defensive talismans, and a large number of magic weapons such as golden silkworm armor, glass fire cover, and Changshan lock were all set on his body, which could really be said to be armed to the teeth, and then he swallowed several bottles of elixir to strengthen the strength of the flesh and resist the invasion of fire.

In the end, Luo Chuan held the drunken dream in his left hand, the elegiac sword in his right hand, and the white fireworks on his body were rising, and then he walked towards the black altar with a face of death.

Of course, it was the eight puppet paper figures that took the lead.

At a distance of more than ten zhang, Luo Chuan was stunned to walk for almost half a pillar of incense before he arrived, but fortunately, there were no accidents along the way, and he finally got to the front of the mysterious hilt.

Luo Chuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, his vest was full of hot sweat, and his spirit was even tighter to the extreme, and then he stretched out his hand and put the elegiac sword into his waist.

Gripping the mysterious hilt of the sword.

"No matter, give it a go, turn the bike into a motorcycle!"

Luo Chuan snorted, at this time, he seemed to be much more decisive, and he no longer dragged the mud and water, and directly held the hilt of the sword and dragged it back violently!

"Wow...... ......"

There was a tooth-aching sound of metal rubbing in an instant, and the long sword that had been unshaken by the eight puppet paper figures before really moved!

But the speed was very slow, almost half an inch and half an inch outward.

On the other side, Luo Chuan had already gritted his teeth, his head was drenched in sweat, and the muscles in his right arm were even tightened to the limit, his muscles were exposed, and even his bones seemed to be screaming in a low voice.

Luo Chuan knew that the more time he stayed here, the more dangerous he would be, and he had to solve it quickly!

But no matter how desperately he infused the star power, no matter how much he burned the white flame brilliance, the iron sword was moving outward so slowly, without the slightest intention of speeding up.

It was at this anxious juncture that Luo Chuan's worst fears still happened.

As the iron sword was exposed, the entire black altar suddenly trembled slightly, and the mysterious flying insects hidden in the cracks of the pedestal were also alarmed and flew out of the altar one after another.

And this time not one or two, but a group!

Dense fire-colored points of light poured out of the nest, and as far as the eye could see, there were at least a thousand of them, one by one, flapping the four transparent wings behind them, and flying directly towards Luo Chuan!

Luo Chuan saw that his soul was rising, and his heart was raised to the extreme, even if he wanted to run at this time, it was too late.

"Damn it!"

At the time of life and death, Luo Chuan's heart was ruthless, and he lit up all the fifty life stars in the sea of stars at one time, but he still did not give up the strange hilt of the sword in his hand!

Rumble!

The terrifying star storm raged in all directions, falling on the bodies of those flying insects, but it did not cause any damage to them at all, but five of the puppet paper figures guarding in front of them had already been burned to ashes.

Luo Chuan didn't know if the magic weapons and talisman seals on his body could stop these flying insects, but he really didn't want to try.

So the next moment, Luo Chuan directly held the drunken dream death in his mouth, exerted his strength with both hands, and invested the strength of his whole body on the iron sword!

Anyway, it's like this, even if it's death, I'll have to pull you out!

Luo Chuan was completely desperate.

And the iron sword that was trapped in it finally sped up and gradually revealed its true face.

The sixth puppet paper figure was burned.

The seventh puppet paper figure turned to ashes......

And Luo Chuan's race against time finally made a breakthrough, because the long sword in his hand was finally pulled out by him.

Immediately, as if everything had broken through the prohibition and everything was out of the shackles, Luo Chuan clearly felt that the powerful force that had been fighting against him was loosened, and his whole person suddenly retreated dozens of steps, and sat down on the ground.

And the flying insects that were whistling had already arrived in front of him.

The glass fire cover didn't even hold back for a breath before it shattered completely.

The long mountain lock broke in an instant.

The golden silkworm armor turned into ashes in an instant.

But Luo Chuan is still alive.

Because at the last moment of life and death, he stretched out the "sword" in his hand as if he was blessed with a good spirit.

Yes, that's not a sword.

It's an umbrella.