Roar!!

A low, hoarse voice came from the faintly fluorescent black shadow, and it spread out in the air at a slow speed before, wrapped in the yin wind, and rolled towards her despite the beam of white ice.

Swastika mantra

Zhuang Rong swept down in a hurry, and used his spiritual power to roll people crazy and go down in a similar way to the movement of the evil thought body, but the human body is a mortal body after all, and the speed is far inferior.

The black shadow covered the sky above Bai Bing's head, and the heaven and earth in her sight darkened for a moment, the speed was too fast, faster than she imagined, and it was not the same scene before.

Subconsciously covering the top of his head with his hands, this is an instinctive act of self-preservation, but this behavior is useless.

At the last moment, the swastika spell came out of his hand, imprinted with a black shadow.

A miserable scream. Directly to the ground.

"Are you alright?"

"I ...... I'm fine. The tip of Bai Bing's nose was sour, and he suddenly felt the urge to cry.

At this moment, Zhuang Rong couldn't care about her, and the whale swallowed the power of this evil thought body, and his spiritual power had a feeling of overflowing.

"You've been here all these days?"

"I can't get rid of it, I've tried to go in other directions, or will come back here inexplicably, I am really scared to meet it here, when I come in, I hope you can follow me."

Bai Bing's spirit collapsed a little, and he changed his coldness from the past, and he wanted to confide all his feelings to Zhuang Rong.

"Its spiritual strength is far better than yours, and it has wisdom, it's normal, the ghost in the story hits the wall, in fact, it has been guarding you, creating an illusion for you, making you think that you are going somewhere else, but in fact, you are still here." Zhuang Rong smiled helplessly and explained.

"If it's so strong, why didn't it do it to me before?"

"Because it wants to get to the third stage."

Bai Bing actually already had the answer in his heart, but he was embarrassed to admit that he was actually tricked by an evil thought body.

When the evil mind body is strong to a certain extent, it will choose a power to refine itself, among which is the sunlight, of course, if you can get the holy light that is inherently restrained against them, it is the best, but this power cannot be too strong, otherwise it will lose the effect of quenching, but directly purify.

Bai Bing, a novice, perfectly fits all the conditions, after a few days of tempering, the evil thought body grows too fast, and Bai Bing's growth rate is completely unable to keep up with it, so that it is no longer satisfied, and does not plan to continue to keep this human being.

Good intentions.

If it was one more day, it was estimated that Bai Bing would have to die here.

"Do you want to continue?"

"I want to go back today, okay?" Subconsciously, Bai Bing raised his head and asked Zhuang Rong, the tone was not like an employment relationship, but more like Zhuang Rong was taking the lead.

"Let's go back first, it's good to go through this, at least you're still alive, you have a chance to live, the pressure of survival in the inner circle is far better than in the outer circle, no matter what kind of help you get, there is no harm in being strong in the end."

"yes, I see."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Bing raised his head, and saw the look on Zhuang Rong's cheeks with teary eyes, and his face became indifferent for a moment.

"Is that how you keep watching my jokes?"

"Nope."

Zhuang Rong didn't dare to let Bai Binglang continue, whether it was combat experience or scheming, Bai Bing was much inferior to an old mercenary, not that she was not smart, but with her living environment, she basically didn't need these.

Time passed quietly, and half a month later, this employment relationship was terminated.

When you count the time, three months is only a lot more.

Jiang Wu originally planned to practice with Zhuang Rong, anyway, he was used to being beaten, once he was beaten, and twice he was beaten, as long as he improved, everything was worth it, but he didn't expect to be pulled by Zhuang Rong to the door of Feng Butcher.

Jiang Wu, who had just heard some stories from Zhuang Rong's side, couldn't help but start to show off.

His hands were crossed on his hips, and his body leaned back slightly.

"Well, you Feng Butcher who sells meat, Grandpa Jiang of the Sprinkle family came to Liao, and he didn't open the door to greet him, Feng Butcher? Boiled eggs? Eggs. There was no movement, there was no sound in all directions, Jiang Wu felt that maybe he didn't scream hard enough, not enough to provoke a person's angry nerves.

"Basket!!"

Rumble!

A gust of wind swept by, and the extremely rampant Jiang Laosan was pressed to the ground, with an oily and shiny boning chopping knife around his neck, and the sturdy Feng Butcher's eyebrows were depressed.

"Are you tired of being crooked, tell Lao Tzu what you just said again."

"Uncle Feng, Uncle Feng, be careful, be careful, don't cut my neck with this knife."

"Is it wrong?"

"Wrong!"

"Convincing or not?"

"I'm convinced!"

Butcher Feng shook his head black and shiny, and had a pulped apron, "You kid is a cheap skin." ”

The bone chopping knife gestured at Zhuang Rong, "Boy, what are you doing here?" ”

"Uncle Feng, my weapon should have been built, right?"

"No, fuck off, come back another day." Saying that, he was about to close the door, Zhuang Rong walked in, Jiang Wu followed closely behind, Feng Butcher is good at everything, and when he said how long it will take to finish, he feels that it will take to finish, it will only be less, not more.

But he has a very bad habit, although this thing knows that this thing is not his own, but every time he creates a good thing, it can always drag on day by day, and he can play with the weapon he built for a few days without eating or drinking.

The kind with a gentle expression that can make his mother-in-law jealous.

More affectionate and pure than first love.

Zhuang Rong, who was fortunate enough to see the two fighting, knew best.

"Holding that thing every day, do you have the ability to go with that thing? Don't go to my mother's bed, see if you can hit the knife fast enough, and if you can give that thing in half. ”

Therefore, Zhuang Rong has reason to believe that this thing has been playing with his weapons for the past few days.

Sure enough, there were twelve weapons on the board in the hall, and each weapon was blooming with a dark blue cold glow, with strange shapes, and the most normal thing was the flying knife.

Feng Butcher couldn't stop it, his face was melancholy, "You said you, what if you let your uncle play for a few days?" In your hands, it is a bad thing, in addition to killing and seeing blood, or killing and seeing blood, burying it. ”

Zhuang Rong picked up a dark blue sword like a snake, "If the weapon is not used to kill, it will be meaningless. ”

hiss

He sucked lightly, but he didn't let go, and the hilt of the sword was so unreasonable that he cut his hand.

The sword box is black, covered with a layer of crocodile skin, and the switch is controlled by the machine.

With a gentle swing of the weapon, a faint dark blue light curtain slid along with it, like an afterimage, very beautiful.

"Thank you, Uncle Feng."

Jiang Wu's expression was indifferent, there was no envious expression on his face, for him, this pile of weapons could not be exchanged for a pair of stiffer shoes, he only loved the leg method, and everything else was not in his eyes.

Zhuang Rong carefully put the twelve weapons back into the sword case, put them behind his back, and gently pressed the machine to expand, opening a corner. A dark blue flying knife floated out of it and hung in front of Zhuang Rong.

"Yuyue!!"

Butcher Feng was very distressed, "The name is a good name, I want to come to the names of these twelve weapons, none of them were taken by yourself, with a person like you, you can't come up with this kind of name." Can't you really stay with me and I'll take a second look? It is possible to charge less. ”

"Let's go, third."

"Second brother, now that you have the weapon at hand, how much can your strength be improved?"

Zhuang Rong shook his head, "Weapons are only one aspect, if a martial artist who practices swords has a sword in his hand, his strength may increase, but for me, it won't be too much, what I value is only its material, so it won't be scrapped easily." ”

Using mental power to control the moon is indeed much smoother and lighter than other materials of throwing knives.

Under the premise of the same weight, stronger toughness, sharper, and stronger, the mental power consumed is still less, which is undoubtedly the same as Zidu said, and the blue iron is indeed specially for telekinesis.

Weapons made of this material are the best choice for telekinesis. Not one of them.