Relic are weapons beyond the imagination of all, they cannot be discussed in conventional theories, and they also possess unimaginable power. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Three holy relics appeared, spanning tens of thousands of miles, but they were close to the end of the world, and they had already appeared in the sky above Mo Lin and the others in the blink of an eye.

Feeling this unimaginable spiritual power, everyone stopped their hands and raised their heads high.

"What's that?" Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then three white lights shot down.

The loud sound of "duang" brought a monstrous wave of qi, and the demon soldiers within a radius of 100 meters around the wind dragon were all bounced away in an instant.

"What is this?" At this moment, Wind Dragon, Mo Lone, and Mo Luo all looked at the weapons in front of them in surprise.

"Pick me up and pronounce my name." At the same time, the same sentence sounded in the minds of all three people.

Mo Lin and Mo Luo looked at each other, but in the end, the three of them still picked up the weapons in front of them.

The moment their hands touched the weapon, a new voice sounded in the minds of the three people.

"Say my name, my name is 'Yanlong'."

"Say my name, my name is 'War King'."

"Say my name, my name is 'Red Fang'."

The three men pulled out the weapons in front of them together, and shouted at the same time, "Yanlong (War King, Red Fang)"

Three white rays of light shot straight into the sky, and even a saint-level like Yangyun had to temporarily avoid the edge.

Xue Wu looked at this scene in surprise and muttered, "The holy relic is recognized, it is really the recognition of the holy relic." And it's actually a red-toothed sword, it's incredible, the sword that has not been recognized by anyone from the legend to the present has actually been obtained by the wind dragon. ”

Feng Long was also surprised, looking at the sword in his hand, he felt a warm feeling transmitted from the palm of his hand.

"Red Fang?" Gently stroking the sword, there was an indescribable joy in his body and mind.

Looking up at the many demon soldiers, the wind dragon smiled.

"Maybe I shouldn't have died, but at such a time, I actually got the approval of the holy relic. But since I don't deserve to die, then you are doomed. Ripping off his tattered blood-soaked vest, the wind dragon rushed into the Demon Realm army with his red fangs in hand.

The wind dragon's spiritual power was replenished by the red fangs, but the difficult situation did not change. If the red tooth had been obtained by the wind dragon in the morning, it might have been better, but now that the wind dragon was covered with knife wounds all over his body, the loss of blood was no longer a problem of spiritual energy replenishment.

"Mo Lone, you must move fast." Xue Wu thought anxiously as she pulled her bow.

At the same time, Mo Lin and Mo Luo also picked up the weapons in front of them, Mo Lin looked at the attributes of the Yan Dragon in front of him, and the attributes of this sword really surprised Mo Lin very much.

"Yanlong, a low-grade immortal weapon, has recognized the master. Skill: Red Dragon Flame, turns all your attack power into fire damage, and ignores all the opponent's fire resistance. Skill: Flame Dragon Protector, three flame dragons fly within ten meters of you, and you can make an attack or defensive stance on your own. The Dragon's Attack is 50% of your Attack and cannot be broken. Skills: Flame Flowers, three flame dragons and you will turn into a huge flame tornado to attack the enemy, increasing the attack speed by 1,000%, and the duration depends on your spiritual power. ”

"It's really a perverted skill." Although it doesn't have any attributes, the value of this weapon is self-evident.

When he pulled out the Yan Dragon, the three fire dragons appeared directly beside Mo Lone, holding the Yan Dragon and wrapping the fire dragon around, he looked as if he was the god of flames.

Similarly, Moreau, who picked up the gun of the king of war, was also like the king of war thousands of years ago, his clothes were crazy, and every strand of hair was full of war intent.

"Very good, we're finally together, Soul of the War King." With a loud shout, Morrow's body was covered in the silver armor of the War King. This armor is not an actual armor, it is just a kind of soul armor, so it is translucent, but the effect is probably not much worse.

"Come on, Mo Lone." Morrow shouted and rushed forward first.

Mo Lin put away Thor's hammer, although the attributes of Thor's hammer can be increased a lot, but he still has to give up Thor's hammer compared to the big round shield.

With three fire dragons in his pocket, Mo Lin rushed forward. Although he was happy to get the holy relic, the bad thing was that the situation was still so bad. The time limit for the mission is still 56 minutes, which means that even if the Wind Dragon gets the Red Fang, it will only be able to hold on for another six minutes at most.

"Made, fight." Mo Lin didn't care about anything, gritted his teeth and rushed up to fight against Yangyun.

The wind dragon has gotten red fangs, but the blood is still flowing. The red fangs turned into monstrous flames, and with each blow of the wind dragon, it took the lives of countless demon soldiers. However, the gate of the Demon Realm was not closed, on the contrary, it was still expanding, and a steady stream of demon soldiers continued to pour in, and the wind dragon was only killing a drop in the bucket.

"Damn, shit, shit. Why didn't I practice well before, I wanted strength, strength. The wind dragon gritted his teeth and roared in his heart, this was already the only consciousness he had left, the blood had lost too much, and his vision was getting more and more blurry.

"Want power? Then use my powers. A deep voice sounded in the ears of the wind dragon, and the next moment the black dragon pattern on the wind dragon's body began to swim again.

Xue Wu looked at the wind dragon in surprise, and at this moment, something strange appeared on the wind dragon's body again.

It was another three minutes, and although Mo Lin and Mo Luo's attack power had increased a lot, which greatly reduced Yang Yun's recovery power, it was still too far from killing him. Gritting his teeth, Mo Lin pushed Mo Luo away and shouted, "Flame Flower." ”

The three fire dragons spun at high speed and Mo Lin himself turned into a huge flame tornado, and the wind rushed straight towards Yangyun.

The attack speed is increased tenfold, and each of the three fire dragons has 50% damage from Mo Lone, plus Mo Lone's own. If you can show the damage that Yang Yun received with data, it will definitely be too scary.

But at the same time as the high damage, Mo Lone's spiritual power is also rapidly depleting. In less than a minute, Mo Silence felt that he was starting to be overwhelmed.

"His recovery shouldn't be able to catch up with my injuries, but if I stop now, he will definitely recover again, I'm going to hold on a little longer, hold on." Gritting his teeth, Mo Lin continued to use his spiritual power.

“10，9，8，7……..3，2，1。” Mo Lone's spiritual power was finally consumed to the peak, but Mo Lin did not stop, he continued to squeeze his body, hoping to squeeze out more spiritual power.

"Please, hold on to me, even with my blood." Mo Lin didn't know who he could beg, but he could only beg his body to hold on a little longer.