Chapter Sixty-Eight: Surrender, Spear Strikes

The Soul Killing Gun, a demigod artifact, is a profound magic technique that sprouts a primordial spirit under unknown circumstances, and then shapes into a gun.

"It's a bit of a cult, and the people who have used it throughout the ages have not been able to leave a detailed description of the situation, and there are not even a few achievements to celebrate. After the decline of the pet beast civilization, many mecha masters tried to refine their primordial spirits and give them other weapons, but all of them ended in failure, causing countless losses. Therefore it is shelved here. ”

The armor master, who arrived with the spear, carefully opened the box and took out a dark and slender leather case and placed it on the table.

After leaving, he retreated like a snake and scorpion, and solemnly explained to Zhang Qingyang.

"If you hadn't specifically asked for it, someone would have remembered such an object, and I'm afraid they would have stayed in the arsenal and eaten ashes. ”

Speaking of this, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he quickly covered it up.

Zhang Qingyang didn't notice this, his mind was attracted by the things in front of him.

It is about one meter long, no more than three fingers wide, and the surface is covered with strange patterns, and a faint phosphorescence flashes in the fine grooves, revealing a terrifying evil aura, and there are strong will fluctuations.

"It's not ordinary. ”

Zhang Qingyang automatically filtered out the terrifying descriptions of the master of weapons, and he trusted his own psychic perception more than those vague explanations that had gone through hundreds of years.

The bridge of the mind spread out like a net, and let the fluctuations of will on the holster touch and erod, and in an instant, a sea of blood that covered the sky and the sun surged into the inner universe, but under the illumination of the frog Zen master's large sun wheel, they melted like snowflakes and ceased to exist.

The illusion disappears, and the true meaning emerges.

An arrogant phantom stands out, looking like a person, and the fine product is an aggregate of countless images, ever-changing and unpredictable, with a sense of destruction and slaughter, and a hedgehog blooms with sharpness, issuing an untouchable warning.

"Hehe, it's quite fierce. ”

Zhang Qingyang is not an ignorant novice yesterday, he has seen many more powerful existences, and has experienced the spiritual rush of a god-level powerhouse several times, and his will is definitely not something that can be easily shaken.

After a moment's pause, his consciousness returned to his true self and he thanked the master of weapons.

The other party saw that Zhang Qingyang didn't listen to the warning at all, and sighed secretly in some disappointment: "These young people, who think they are geniuses in the sky, don't know how thick the sky is, they will always suffer a big loss." ”

After sighing, he stopped thinking of continuing to advise, nodded, and watched coldly.

Zhang Qingyang is not ignorant of what is good or bad, but he knows that he cannot back down, if he is timid as soon as he comes up, he will not be able to surrender this semi-artifact at all, let alone let it be like an arm and a finger, and obey the call.

Taking a deep breath, he opened his left hand and grabbed the holster.

The strong will to warn suddenly increased tenfold, and that sharp killing machine suddenly turned into a sky-splitting light, stabbing at his inner universe fiercely!

"Hmph, I want to rebel!"

Zhang Qingyang's heart was shocked, and as soon as the order of his true self came out, the sea of fog in the inner universe was agitated, and the virtual true form suddenly expanded into a giant!

The golden real body is shining, thousands of points of light converge the brain to stir up bright ripples, the frog Zen master, the crane Taoist jumped with the yin and yang grinding, to the back of the giant's head, turned into a great light Taiji diagram wheel, Jianxi, Baxia, and Xianqi with three bridges wrapped around the body, shaped like a galaxy.

What's more, after the deification of the five birds' body forging technique, each transformed into five statues, and at this time threw himself on the giant's chest, each occupying the position of the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

Zhang Qingyang's mind shrank inward, and retreated straight into the depths of Faxiang's mind, and then the giant's eyes opened, and a vertical line in the center of his eyebrows cracked slightly, and in an instant, there was a divine light like a torch, fixing the surging light and revealing it!

The weapon master suddenly saw Zhang Qingyang's aura change drastically, as if he saw an invisible giant emerge from behind him in the void, as if a god had descended, releasing a domineering power that could not be looked at directly.

He couldn't help but shiver, took two steps back, and hurriedly used his mental method to drum up his vitality, shocked his spirit, abandoned distracting thoughts, and looked at it again, and began to doubt life in shock.

"What kind of monster is this kid, is it really possessed by the gods, or does he think he is the master?"

Is the bridge that only exists in the legendary story about to appear in front of you?

Well, it's a rare opportunity, so you have to observe it carefully.

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In Zhang Qingyang's inner universe, the divine eyes are like electricity, shining through the chaos.

The sharp light turned into a domineering spear, held in the changing humanoid hand, struggling vigorously, casting countless moves in an instant, changing many kinds of power, intending to break free from the constraints of the divine light.

But how powerful Zhang Qingyang's true self incarnation is, it is an absolute authority in the inner universe, and even the Inspiration Goddess and the Insect Locust have been handled by him, not to mention that this is just a weapon of a demigod.

The giant shouted angrily, "Still not submit?!"

The spear trembled in response, and the fierce light skyrocketed, not only did it not bow down, but it became even more ferocious!

Zhang Qingyang sneered, the giant raised his right hand, pointed in the air, and shouted: "Go!"

Jairus screamed and pounced, biting off a large piece of light from the spear's surface.

"Babble!"

A terrible scream came, and the rage was like a sea tide, and the body of the gun shook violently, and in the composite phantom that grabbed it, the two faces struggled violently, desperately opening their mouths and roaring silently, and then they broke down into points of light and merged into the body of the gun.

The spear has been repaired, and the side of the blade has a longer crescent-shaped barb, which is more powerful.

But he still couldn't break free from the detention of the divine light.

Zhang Qingyang flicked his fingers again, this time he changed to a domineering fit and collided, and with a bang, the heavens and the earth were in turmoil, and the spear trembled violently, shattering several other figures and turning into them.

Although it seems that the light has skyrocketed again, the ferocity has weakened by thirty percent.

Zhang Qingyang completely saw through its lustre, the light wheel behind his head expanded, and the Yin and Yang Great Mill rotated, forming a bottomless black hole in the middle, enveloping it with a terrifying intention of destruction, just in the blink of an eye, the composite humanoid holding the spear was completely crushed and devoured.

The spear slipped and was exposed in place, and after a few struggles, the giant grabbed it and held it in his hand.

The body of the spear suddenly burst with fierce light, and a cold and fierce will suddenly skyrocketed tenfold, and it stabbed into his head like an awl.

Zhang Qingyang had expected it, and snorted coldly: "Be honest!"

The big hand squeezed hard, the body of the spear squeaked and groaned, the golden light in the giant's mind shone, and a sword intent slashed out of it, splitting the fierce will in half, almost annihilating!

The spear suddenly languished, and in a trance, it dissipated.

Zhang Qingyang's law phase shrank accordingly, his mind returned to his body, the supernatural light in his eyes converged, and the two fingers of his right hand probed into the holster, and with a pull out, he pulled out a gun barrel more than two meters long.

The weapon master exclaimed, seeing that the spear was honestly caught in his hand, let alone releasing a threatening aura, he didn't even mean to make a fuss.

"How did you become so honest, could it be that you just happened to meet the right owner?"

Thinking about it again, it wasn't quite right, but I didn't think of how Zhang Qingyang submitted it.

Zhang Qingyang didn't explain, his left hand was withdrawn, so that the head of the spear was completely exposed, and with a buzzing metal tremor, a puff of cold light contracted and transformed, turning into a strange-shaped spear with a long rod wrapped around the dragon's body, a dragon's mouth as a sword, and a tongue as a blade.