"Those who know say it clearly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Ye Lang stared at the ordinary spear in front of him, and through it he seemed to see the person talking behind it, not knowing what he was thinking.

With a loud roar, I saw the body of the gun in front of me making a move in the air, bringing a circle of ripples in the air, like the sound of gold and stone breaking through the sky, so not majestic, and its ordinary appearance is very incompatible.

"What do you think of this gun?" The knower stopped his move, approached Ye Lang, and asked softly.

"The wind and clouds are whirling, the attack and defense are orderly, and they are invincible."

Ye Lang praised heartily, just a few casual clicks of the knower, Ye Lang saw the advantages of the spear, not to mention the huge power, the change is also unguardable, but what surprised her even more was the words of the knower, she had some appreciation for this spear, but she did not covet it, and now the knower behaved like this, is it really as she thought in her heart, the knower wants to become her weapon?

"Don't be too surprised, there are countless armor in the Burial Sword Valley, and there are some suitable for you, but I have some selfishness."

Ye Lang didn't plan to say more, who was the knower before his death, she didn't know, with his achievements, it was impossible to deceive a little girl, saying that it was selfish, since Ye Lang met him, it seemed that he had always been in charge of all this, save her, prompt her to find the teleportation array, tell her about the Twelve Witch Ancestors, find the inheritor for him, what does it mean now.

Seeing Ye Lang's somewhat defensive look, the knower shook his head, this little girl, didn't trust him at all, and said: "No matter what you think in your heart, but for you, I only have good intentions, no malice, since you promised to find an inheritor for me, then, I naturally want to give you some help, lest you be wiped out outside before you grow up." ”

Well, this is somewhat convincing, Ye Lang thought in his heart, waiting for the next words of the knower.

"This spear is famous."

The descendants of the ancient Wu clan are extremely strong, their fists can pull out the mountain and lift the mountain, the power is endless, the weapons used are heavyweight blades, not ordinary people can use them, and when the knower entered the Burial Sword Valley, Chongli already existed, he just used the same vein to stay in it, and it was not completely integrated with Chongli, so this spear is not a Lingbao-level weapon, if it is in its heyday, it can be comparable to an artifact, and the current grade is just a high-grade spiritual weapon, compared to the ink sword, I don't know if it's a little bit worse, but its preciousness doesn't lie in the grade.

The ancestor inheritance mentioned by the previous knower is actually not correct, but it is rumored that Chongli is the weapon of the fire god Zhu Rong, before Zhu Rong should be robbed, in order to leave a glimmer of life for future generations, a drop of essence blood was left in the gun, and the knower also found the key point after getting along with each other over the years, although it did not fully confirm his conjecture, but it was enough to convince him that this matter was true.

"By dropping blood and confessing the Lord, you can truly determine whether it is or is not." If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a physical body, he would have wanted to give it a try.

Ye Lang actually has some plans in his heart, there is no need for the knower to lie to her, since he dares to open his mouth to promise, presumably the authenticity is certain, even if Chongli does not have the essence blood of the fire god Zhurong, it doesn't matter, she just wants Chongli.

It was once mentioned in the Flood Desolation Witch Body that if the powerful spirit beast of the physical body was successfully fused, the user's physical body would also reach that level, and the herbs that Ye Que had used had already allowed her to enter the entrance of body refining, and she had cultivated her physical body to the foundation building period, and the pain during cultivation still made her feel that she was slowly strengthening.

Those who know have seen the Honghuang Witch Body naturally know the allure of Zhu Rong's essence and blood to Ye Lang, so they can tell the secret in Chongli.

A knower with an independent divine soul, entering the Burial Sword Valley has his own intentions, of course, he can't follow Ye Lang, and he still needs to come out of Chongli, but he has to find another weapon to stay with first, otherwise he will become an ownerless divine soul, as fragile as a baby, and even the Gangfeng in the air can cut his divine soul into countless pieces, thus losing consciousness.

Ye Lang naturally agreed.

"Well, it's a little reluctant to be with all these years." The knower is also free and easy, he has lived for so many years, in fact, it is just an unfulfilled wish, and now, since there is this opportunity, it is natural to help.

The knower picked a broken knife from Ye Lang's pile of rags, and it was also the weapon that Ye Lang relied on to save himself many times, and the knower's vision was really good.

Two weapons with the breath of the years, lying quietly in front of Ye Lang, the figure of the person who knew it in a flash made her a little surprised, she didn't expect that under the old and kind voice was a young face, if it weren't for the vicissitudes between the eyebrows, Ye Lang would probably think that this was not the person born of resentment, but now what he saw was the face that should have been high-spirited, and he couldn't find any hope.

"Ready." The broken knife on the ground leaped through the air, and the familiar voice of the knower came.

"Thank you, you know." Picking up the mottled Chongli, Ye Lang sincerely thanked.

Just look at Chongli, and the broken products in the Burial Sword Valley, in fact, there is not much difference, if it is not for Ye Lang to like it, even if the knower praises it to the sky, Ye Lang may not agree, sometimes, fate, is just a casual glance, just like she said to Chongli.

Ye Lang forced out a drop of soybean essence blood from his heart, his face was as pale as paper in an instant, and the life overdrawn by a drop of essence blood was not something that Ye Lang could not scruple about now, and carefully dripped the blood beads onto the red blade at the tip of the spear, and instantly penetrated into the jade-like tip, and the two reds slowly approached the same one, Ye Lang only felt a shock in his heart.

Using blood as a medium, it evokes the sleeping consciousness in Chongli.

Affected by Ye Lang's essence and blood, the spear that was originally held in her hand trembled violently, wanting to break free, Ye Lang added a hand, clenched both hands, and did not let it get out of control, who knew that the awakened spear was completely unbound by this bit of strength, relying on instinct, together with Ye Lang who was still hanging on it, and went straight to the sky.

"Worthy of the name of the artifact, even if you lose the spirit of the artifact and the level falls to this point, that unruliness is not something that ordinary people can tame." The Knower looked at Chongli, who was flying up and down trying to escape from this place, and praised.

Ye Lang, who was carried around by Chongli, really wanted to cry without tears now.

It's just a drop of blood to recognize the master, I didn't expect the movement to be so big, the heat in her hand made her want to put it but couldn't put it, she never knew that one day she would be burned by the flames, all the weapons that were approached by Chongli were all turned into ashes, and even the stone wall was burned into molten slurry, and for a while, Chongli was like a sun, dispelling the ashes in the Burial Sword Valley.

The ink sword inserted in the ground saw the scene above his head, and was frightened and buried directly into the ground, until he couldn't feel any heat before stopping, and the place where it was just now, turned into a charred black.

"Even if you don't have a weapon with a spirit, you still have pride." The voice of the knower sounded in his ears, Ye Lang gritted his teeth, knowing what he meant, and he couldn't let Chongli go on like this.

Qi Shen Dantian, the endless spiritual power in his hand into the body of the Chongli spear, finally stabilized the body in the up and down flying, gathered qi under his feet, as if standing in the air, stabbed Chongli straight to a mountain wall, the offensive was unabated, one shot and one person, castration was rapid, irresistible, rushed over like a karmic fire from the sky, and the mountain that stood for endless years collapsed in the earth-shaking sound like a huge wave falling into the sea under a simple move.

And the weight in his hand was unabated, still the same, emitting a dazzling light, Ye Lang had no time to take care of anything else, gathered all his strength in his hand, twisted the head of the gun, and threw it to the ground.

An unwilling dragon roar resounded through the sky, like thunder, for a long time!

The original gray appearance has completely changed in the flames, the golden dragon pattern is wrapped around the pitch-black gun shaft, and the exposed tip is as red as blood, Ye Lang walked from the dust to Chongli, who had regained his calm, clenched the gun body again, and came out from the ground, the conical gun head shone like a jade flame, and the dragon pattern that stretched to the gun head flew out, and the tip of the carved dragon head surrounded the gun head.

"Is this what you really are? King, Chongli! Ye Lang couldn't help asking.

The brilliant black and red made her really feel the beauty of Chongli, and the Chongli was still a little tall for Ye Lang now, but she couldn't stop Ye Lang's affection.