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Eighteen black iron leaves, under the precise control of that sackcloth monster, were like eighteen lifeforms with different thoughts, fluttering and pressing towards Zhou Ziwei's direction in different ways. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Ziwei had to admire, the realm of the Great Spirit Master was really extraordinary, with the ability shown by this sackcloth monster, in some aspects, even Zhou Ziwei, a freak with millions of soul powers, was a little difficult to do, but this sackcloth monster did it very easily.

It's just that this sackcloth monster was obviously frightened by the giant dragon composed of water that Zhou Ziwei attracted with a casual move, but the blow of these eighteen black iron leaves looked a little timid, and the eighteen black iron leaves didn't dare to greet the seemingly amazing water dragon at all, not to mention, even the black iron leaves that went around behind them no longer had the sharp aura they had before, and even the speed seemed to have slowed down a lot. Obviously...... The sack monster had no confidence in killing Zhou Ziwei with one blow at all, and the attacks of these eighteen black iron leaves turned out to be mostly tentative surnames.

But even if it is an attack with a tentative surname, as long as Zhou Ziwei does not deal with it well, I am afraid that he will still not be able to retreat, but Zhou Ziwei knows this. And at this moment, in the face of these eighteen black iron leaves that are as cold as knives, Zhou Ziwei did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and the three butterfly darts that were still dancing at his fingertips, he had no intention of coming in handy, after all, the other party made a move is eighteen black iron leaves, if he only uses these three butterfly darts to attack, I am afraid it will not be enough to see at all.

And what about the ferocious and hideous-looking water dragon? Does it really have the ability to confront the opponent's spiritual weapon? Zhou Ziwei secretly smiled bitterly in his heart.

Turning water into a dragon is not an embarrassing thing for Zhou Ziwei, who has initially mastered the use of water energy, but it is just ...... It is not easy to make this transformed water dragon seem to come to life and be able to fly out of the gravitational pull of the earth. Zhou Ziwei had to reduce the volume of this water dragon a lot for this reason, and the remaining large amount of non-caste energy was condensed into wind energy by Zhou Ziwei, and the wind cloth was formed into a circle like a cloud-like existence, supporting the rather heavy body of the water dragon.

The weight of such a large water dragon is naturally not light, and the wind energy used by Zhou Ziwei to support it and make it swim freely in the air is more than three times the water energy required to constitute this water dragon.

Fortunately, in ancient Chinese legends, dragons are some mysterious beings that can breathe clouds and mist, so when the majestic water dragon rises into the air, it carries a circle of clouds and mist that look a little hazy under it, and it doesn't look like an eyesore.

And this water dragon's ability is nothing more than that, there is generally only one terrifying effect, if the sackcloth monster has no scruples in his heart, just now he suddenly shot the eighteen black iron leaves he controlled, it is estimated that with just one impact, it can suddenly beat the water dragon that looks majestic to a thousand holes!

And now...... The sack monster bypassed the huge water dragon and didn't meet head-on, but as long as his eighteen black iron leaves hurt Zhou Ziwei's body, then ...... No matter how majestic that water dragon is, in the eyes of the linen monster, it will definitely become a useless paper tiger!

"Roar-" Zhou Ziwei roared angrily, but ...... His roar used the principle of air vibration to make it earth-shattering in the mouth of the water dragon, just like a long dragon groan, which sounded like a boundless domineering and awe-inspiring appearance.

At the same time, Zhou Ziwei had to let the water dragon flick its tail quickly, like a very flexible dragon that really had its own life, retracted back to Zhou Ziwei's side, and connected end to end, quickly coiled around Zhou Ziwei's body several times, and it turned out to be Zhou Ziwei's complete protection in its body.

Fortunately, the eighteen black iron branches sent out by the sackcloth monster were still timid, slowly trying there, otherwise if the sackcloth monster had the courage to deal with that flying squadron just now, let the eighteen black iron leaves shoot out in unison at the fastest speed, I am afraid that Zhou Ziwei would be injured even if he did not die under that kind of thunderous blow.

And now, with a single thought, Zhou Ziwei let the water dragon completely hide his body in the middle of the water dragon, and the eighteen black iron leaves controlled by the sack monster could no longer bypass the water dragon and directly attack Zhou Ziwei's body. If he wants to hurt Zhou Ziwei, he must first destroy the vicious water dragon.

The sackcloth monster was slightly stunned, and then gritted his teeth, although he had fear in his heart, but as a great spirit master, he must also have his own pride, although when Zhou Ziwei stretched out his hand to summon the water dragon, his courage was already crippled, but ...... Retreating without a fight, that is definitely not something that a great spirit master like him can do.

The sackcloth monster is obviously also a Chinese, which can be seen from the fact that when he didn't see Zhou Ziwei's face, he exploded in Zhou Ziwei's mind with a wisp of spiritual sense in Chinese, and when facing Zhou Ziwei himself at this moment, all the words he said were in Chinese, but this guy obviously had a bit of an antique style, and the tone and words he spoke had a little bit of archaic.

And the more old antiques there are, the more they identify with traditional Chinese culture. In ancient Chinese culture, one of the most deterrent creatures is the "dragon", the legendary dragon in ancient Chinese culture is completely different from the dragon in the West, although the dragon in the Western legend is also relatively powerful, but it is generally the kind of vicious and perverted beast, and the creature under this setting can naturally only become the object of being killed by the warriors, and become the green leaf that sets off the existence of the hero.

But in China, the dragon is a noble and sacred existence, exuding an unrivaled domineering aura from its bones. Although the Sazabu monster also knew that the water dragon in front of him could not be a real dragon at all, he still had a sense of awe for it from the bottom of his bones, and he never dared to directly compete with this seemingly extraordinary water dragon. But now...... Seeing that Zhou Ziwei was completely surrounded by this water dragon, he had no choice but to ...... With a roar, the eighteen black iron leaves swirled again, and they were reunited, and they connected end to end, turning into a young eagle-like appearance, and then vibrating the wings composed of black iron leaves, and rushed towards the head of the huge water dragon like lightning. Probably because the sack monster felt that this water dragon was too powerful, and if he let the eighteen black iron leaves scatter, he was afraid that it would not have any effect at all, so he planned to condense all the power of the eighteen black iron leaves, and he was interviewing and talking.

And while the flakcloth monster flew up with the young eagle transformed by the black iron leaf, he himself drove the bare black iron branch and retreated more than ten meters away, obviously planning to escape if he couldn't please under this temptation attack.

In the face of a powerful existence that seems to be unmatched, the sackcloth monster does not have the habit of fighting to the end, from the bottom of his bones...... He's a killer at all, and the killer's criterion is to miss a hit and run away from a distance. Although he has not been a killer for many years in order to keep the thousand-year-old spiritual spring, this habit in his bones still cannot be changed.

"Whoosh-" The eagle turned into a black iron leaf seemed to come to life, slashed a slightly curved arc in the air, and then slammed into it without hesitation and straight ahead, as if it was going to collide head-on with the head of the water dragon, to test whose head was harder!

However, at this moment, the water dragon that looked majestic and unforged seemed to feel that its prestige had been shamelessly provoked, and once again the living dragon showed a furious expression, and let out an earth-shattering roar, and at the same time as this roar, in the big open mouth, suddenly a dazzling fire flashed, and a blazing fireball suddenly shot out.

A water dragon actually spat out a fireball?

The moment he saw the huge fireball erupting from the dragon's mouth, the sackcloth monster felt that his head had a momentary short circuit, could the dragon really come to life, this ...... Spitting fireballs in the mouth is a kind of dragon spell, right? But...... Why is the water dragon able to spit fireballs? This one...... Isn't it right that fire and water don't get along?

The sackcloth monster didn't react for a while, or because he hadn't been a killer for many years, and he had been sitting in a cave for more than ten years, which made his thinking a little rusty, and at this time, he actually thought about the idiocy question of why the water dragon spits fireballs, and forgot to dodge the response, or maybe he just wanted to test the true strength of this water dragon, so he didn't control the eagle condensed by the black iron leaf to make any reaction, and he met it so straight, Straight and the blazing fireball slammed together...... "boom-" An earth-shattering, like a thunderbolt explosion-like sound came, and a football-sized fireball exploded after contact with the young eagle, and suddenly turned into a dazzling white light, and disappeared completely in a flash, and the young eagle composed of eighteen black iron leaves was naturally disintegrated by this explosion, and turned into pieces of broken leaves. fluttering and falling in all directions.

"Good chance!" When Zhou Ziwei sacrificed eighteen black iron leaves to the sackcloth monster just now, he had actually tried to control it with his powerful soul power, but when he extended the soul power, he immediately found that there seemed to be an invisible barrier in the small black iron leaves, and this invisible barrier should be a special means similar to the power of protecting the soul, that is to say...... Generally speaking, after this so-called spiritual weapon is occupied by one person's aura and commanded, another person can no longer penetrate the same aura into it. Otherwise, if a spirit warrior controls a spirit weapon to kill another spirit warrior, then as long as the other spirit martial artist surpasses the former's spiritual energy cultivation, wouldn't it be possible to be invincible forever as long as he gains control of that spirit weapon?

Of course, this is impossible, there is a special means in the forging method of this spiritual weapon, which can make this spiritual weapon only be able to carry the only kind of aura, as long as it is controlled by a person's aura first, it will exclude the aura of anyone else and then penetrate into it, even if your aura is so powerful, it can at most play a little suppressive role in this spiritual weapon, and if you want to compete for the control of the aura, then you should first kill the owner of the aura!

The eighteen black iron leaves controlled by the sackcloth monster are like this, although Zhou Ziwei also has some understanding of the special surname of this spiritual weapon from the soul memory of Ono Yuko, but he is still a little unwilling to give up, just after trying it, he suddenly found that this is indeed the case, thinking that as long as the aura of the linen monster still retains a trace of these black iron leaves, then he will not want to snatch the control of this black iron leaf.

Moreover, if a spiritual warrior uses a spiritual weapon for a long time and constantly uses his own spiritual energy to nourish it, it will also make this spiritual energy give birth to a special surname of instinctive rejection of the spiritual energy other than the master's breath. That is to say, if a spiritual weapon has been continuously cultivated by a person for a long time, it is almost equivalent to the ability to recognize the master, even if this spiritual weapon loses the control of the original owner, and if others want to use the spiritual energy to control it, it will be quite difficult, and even if it succeeds for a while, once the original owner's spiritual energy arrives, the spiritual weapon may still exclude the spiritual energy that has occupied and controlled it, so as to accept the control of the spiritual energy that he is familiar with.

But now...... The eighteen black iron leaves were blown apart under the collision with the fireball played by Zhou Ziwei, and the aura attached to it by the sackcloth monster had been blown away.

"Brush-" Zhou Ziwei did not hesitate to directly launch eighteen soul powers, respectively captured the eighteen tattered black iron leaves, but he didn't expect that these black iron leaves had been blown into such an embarrassing appearance, but the kind of special surname attached to it still existed, although Zhou Ziwei hit the soul power into it, but he was still repelled by instinct, he couldn't effectively control the eighteen black iron leaves in his own hands, It can be seen that this black iron leaf must not have been in the hands of the linen monster for a day or two, and I don't know that I have already been raised by this monster with spiritual temperature.

But...... If you want Zhou Ziwei to give up like this, then Zhou Ziwei is not Zhou Ziwei. Seeing that these eighteen black iron leaves could not be directly controlled by himself, Suo gave up his plan to use normal soul power to control them, and instead focused on sending the eighteen wisps of soul power to the center of the eighteen black iron leaves as if he didn't want money.

With the increasing strength of the soul power, Zhou Ziwei's ability to control the soul power is naturally not what it used to be, and now Zhou Ziwei wants to capture the soul of a thing, that is, if he wants to create a reading soul body in a thing, there is no need for that thing to be stationary, generally as long as the thing is not moving at a very high speed, and the structure is not very complicated, then Zhou Ziwei can complete the capture process in a very short time.

"Brush, Brush, Brush......"

It's done!

Zhou Ziwei held his breath and injected wisps of soul power into the eighteen black iron leaves, but in the blink of an eye, he would create a vivid reading soul body in the black iron leaves, so that he had his own soul.

Zhou Ziwei was suddenly overjoyed, and then injected his soul power into those black iron leaves again, and this time the black iron leaves really no longer had the slightest rejection of his soul power.

At the moment when Zhou Ziwei had just taken control of the eighteen black iron leaves, the sackcloth monster who was blown up by Zhou Ziwei's fireball technique, and the aura was slightly disordered by it, finally adjusted the aura, and then saw that his eighteen black iron leaves were actually blown into tatters by the fireball spit out by the water dragon on the opposite side, and he couldn't help but feel distressed to death.

This kind of black iron is the best raw material for making spiritual weapons, and whether it is in the world or among the warriors, it is a rare thing that is hard to find, among the spiritual warriors, this black iron material is even more measured in carats, and its value is far above the same volume, or the same weight of platinum, gold, and even jade and diamonds.

And now this kind of black iron has not been mined more than 100 years ago, it can be said that it is really hard to find, the value of these eighteen black iron leaves is unimaginable to ordinary people, and the production process is very troublesome, now it is blown up like this, if you want to repair, I am afraid it is also a difficult thing!

And the sack monster saw the blow of such a powerful trick as the water dragon spitting fireballs, and he regretted it even more in his heart, he was idle, why did he have to provoke this guy, now it's good, wouldn't it be a loss to the lady and break the army!

Eighteen black iron leaves have been injured like this, it is obviously difficult to exert lethality, the sackcloth monster suddenly thought about it, and immediately split two small branches on the black iron branch in his hand, first let these two black iron branches protect in front of him, and then his aura wrapped towards the eighteen black iron leaves that were floating in the air.

Unlucky guy, if he hadn't released two black iron branches to protect himself first, but directly released his aura to take back the eighteen black iron leaves, I'm afraid Zhou Ziwei would have no chance to capture these eighteen black iron leaves, but ...... Where did the sackcloth monster think that this spiritual weapon that had been raised by his own spiritual temperature for decades, and was almost about to give birth to a spiritual weapon, could be tamed by others!

(To be continued)