Zhang Xiaotian's spiritual power hidden in his middle finger felt a majestic vitality surging in, rapidly penetrating...... No, it can't be called penetration anymore, it's more appropriate to say that it is squeezed in.

These majestic vitality with blood rushed into the black iron rod, and the breath of this iron rod gradually became spiritual.

A little heaviness mixed with a sharp aura was revealed from the iron rod, Zhang Xiaotian's trace of spiritual power sensed that something was wrong, and just as he was about to get out and leave, he sensed countless heavy sharp squeezes from all directions.

The next moment, this trace of spiritual power lost contact.

Losing such a little spiritual power is naturally nothing to Zhang Xiaotian, but he is more and more interested in that iron rod-shaped treasure.

He pulled out a thousand machine changes, looked at the middle finger in front of him that had returned from shriveled and stiff to flesh and blood, and smiled, "I'm sorry, this Casa demon, the junior has to slice your finger, anyway, this middle finger is very vulgar with it upright!"

As he spoke, a thousand machine changes had already swayed out thousands of sword lights.

The pudding on the side licked the black honey gloomy wood, looking at the excitement, and when he saw Zhang Xiaotian out of his sword, he squeaked a few times to show his cheers.

How fast Zhang Xiaotian's sword speed was, it almost came in the blink of an eye.

But this middle finger was not without resistance, I saw that the sword qi could touch the skin of the middle finger, and a layer of prohibition emerged, and the sword qi was swallowed and digested by its whale at once, and the qi condensation technique was launched, turning into countless dense wind blades and shooting towards Zhang Xiaotian.

"Interesting, the prohibition depicted on this middle finger is the body rune array of the demon clan, right?"

The effect of this Kasa Demon's rune array is a little strange, and it seems to be somewhat similar to my Soul Absorbing Dafa.

Dangdang, dangdang!

With a series of crisp sounds, the wind blade was all shattered by Zhang Xiaotian, and only one sword was used.

However, the power of his sword was also absorbed and transformed by the Qi Condensation Technique, and more wind blades appeared.

It can devour the power of every blow of the opponent, it's amazing, so you can't hard-connect it at all?

Zhang Xiaotian took a few steps back, thinking in his mind that "it can't be hard connected at all", but the thousand machine changes in his hand were swung out by Shi Shiran, still blocking the dense wind blade.

The little monkey pudding jumped up, as if in a hurry, and it also saw the strangeness of the prohibition.

Brush!

The sword momentum was like a black hole, and everywhere it passed, all the wind blades and all the energy were swallowed, and then acted on the skin of the middle finger.

The flesh and blood melted, the middle finger quickly dried up, and the sword qi emitted by Zhang Xiaotian was like a bottomless pit, swallowing everything it touched.

Soul Absorbing Dafa!

Zhang Xiaotian smiled, if you devour me, I will devour, see whose "suction" is enough, and the "belly" is large.

The Spirit Absorbing Dafa won, after all, this is the "Zhen Clan Exercise" of the Tiramo people, and it is not a rune array, and it is also a broken rune array that can be compared.

The effect of absorbing the spirit of Dafa, a miraculous technique that devours everything, will increase as Zhang Xiaotian's strength increases, this is a rare growth-type exercise, when Zhang Xiaotian becomes a great master, I am afraid that it will only take a little more time to absorb a planet with it.

The so-called growth-type exercises mean that the power of the exercises will increase with the improvement of the master's strength, and there is no limit to this "improvement".

The Spirit Sucking Dafa devoured all the flesh and blood of the middle finger at an extremely fast speed, and this was not over, and the four petrified fingers next to it did not let go.

Although these four fingers are still in a petrified state, they still contain great spirituality, and for the Dafa of Soul Sucking, as long as it is a spiritual thing, it can be devoured.

Retracting the sword qi, there was a burst of satisfaction and even fullness in Zhang Xiaotian's body, as if he had eaten it, and this feeling would not disappear until the Spirit Absorbing Dafa transformed the devoured flesh and blood spirit body into pure source power.

Ignoring the sensations in his body, Zhang Xiaotian walked towards the black metal stick exposed to the air and looked at it very curiously.

This black metal stick looks very ordinary, just like the weapon of an ordinary warrior, and there are some patterns carved on the stick, saying that it is a rune pattern, but it looks extremely rough.

He tried to hold his hand on the black stick, a cold feeling came, a source force entered it, hum~, a soft sound, and the black stick emitted a faint light.

The lower end of the stick was stuck in the dirt, Zhang Xiaotian tried to pull the stick up, but he didn't know what material the stick was made of, it was so heavy and abnormal, and he couldn't move it even a little with the physical strength of his five dragon body.

……

Bodila only felt that the blood in his body was flowing faster and faster, as if he was attracted by something, and flowed into the two strange treasures in his hand.

He wanted to shake off the two "broken things" in his hand, but they seemed to be glued to the palm of his hand, and he couldn't shake them off.

Bodila's black face turned white with fright, Young Master Ben won't die of excessive bleeding, right?

"Cloth ...... Brightman, to ...... How long will it take!? ”

Although he was angry in his heart, Bodila didn't dare to attack Brightman now, his voice was full of pleading, only a flash of cunning in his eyes showed that he was not as scared as he appeared.

Brightman, this evil girl, wants to see Young Master Ben make a fool of herself, hum, her heart is very bad, now that Young Master Ben is pretending to be like this, you should be satisfied, right?!

If Brightman knew what his cousin was thinking now, I don't know if he would feel laughing or crying.

She wasn't as cautious as Bodila imagined, and there was a legitimate reason why Bodila wanted to urge these two strange treasures, not for any bad taste.

At this moment, the golden sword and the black flag began to change, and the golden and black brilliance overflowed, like mist.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's going to be good."

Brightman casually perfunctory Bodila twice, staring at his hand with blazing eyes, and still had some emotion in his heart, "This kid's bloodline is really purer than mine, and he has stimulated the core power of the two strange treasures so quickly." ”

You should be able to sense the family treasure that was taken away by your grandfather, right?

The fog caused by the golden-black brilliance grew thicker and thicker, almost enveloping Bodila's figure completely, and Brightman exclaimed, with a look of delight:

"Hurry up, Bodila, hurry up and put your mental power in."

"What? What mental power? Where to enter? ”

Bodilla's face was inexplicable.

"Enter into your treasure, stupid!"

"Uh, you didn't say it sooner." Bodila muttered a sentence in his mouth, and scolded in his heart: "If you don't make it clear, how can I know when I step on a horse." ”

However, angry to angry, Bodila still followed what Brightman said, and probed his spiritual power into the two strange treasures in his hand.

Soon, his spiritual power came into contact with two bloc-like objects that made him feel very familiar, which were the imprints that Casa had left in these two strange treasures.

"And then, I said?"

Bodila touched the air mass a few times, but there was no response, and he suddenly didn't know what to do.

(End of chapter)