That iron chain is definitely a kind of magic weapon, I can clearly see that there is a layer of black mist attached to the chain, but the concentration of that layer of black fog is not high, it looks very light, and there is a kind of taste.

And in this layer of black fog, there are many blue-white lights, flickering little by little.

It was a very familiar thing, and even the faint smell made me unforgettable for the rest of my life, and I dare not forget it!

I'm sure it's the black-robed king's doppelganger, the god son who descended from the deep sky and the sea of stars, and the smell of that bastard

The sixth master's reaction was faster than I imagined, and it seemed that he also sensed the danger, so he hurriedly withdrew the big knife and dodged a step to the left, barely avoiding this counterattack.

failed to hit the sixth master, but the iron chain was not empty, and it was pulled out against the sixth master's trouser leg.

Almost instantly, the place where it was drawn began to turn black, as if it had been scorched by fire, and shattered into many small pieces, which drifted out as soon as the wind blew

"The reaction was pretty fast." True Immortal Weng sneered, and did not rush to attack.

He held a third of the iron chain in his hand, staring at the sixth master expressionlessly, with that kind of interested eyes, there was no meaning of being pressed and beaten just now.

It seems that everything before was our illusion, and it was not the sixth master who had the upper hand from the beginning, it was him.

"What the hell is this?" The sixth master frowned and looked at his torn trouser leg, and then looked at the iron chain, his expression was very solemn: "There is the smell of those old creatures, but they are not ordinary creatures, it seems to be higher."

"It's the Son of God."

I said, clenching my teeth: "The Son of God who was rescued by the Master of Freedom, this is what he made. ”

Hearing this, the true immortal Weng smiled noncommittally and didn't say anything.

As soon as I saw his reaction, I immediately settled in my heart, damn it.

Knowing this, it was better to find a way to fight with the master at the beginning, even if he died, he couldn't let the son of God survive in the world!

It's a big trouble for that thing to survive, and it's not a trouble that can be solved casually, even if it is to let the Xiangjiang ghost go to the top, I don't think the success rate is high.

The Divine Son in his heyday was much stronger than the Divine Son we had just met.

It came from the deep sky star sea at that time, and soon after it came to the afterlife, its strength will naturally be slightly affected, as the Xiangjiang ghost told me afterwards, the strength of the god son at that time was not weak, but compared to the heyday, I am afraid it is less than thirty percent.

"Actually, it's not the Son of God, and I don't need to hide it from you, it hasn't been able to wake up yet, but the body can still be borrowed by us to some extent," True Immortal Weng smiled: "This chain is made from the part of its body, and what remains in it is all the qi of the Son of God."

Hearing the words of the True Immortal Weng, my heart was a little lighter, as long as the Divine Son has not woken up, then everything is easy to say

I have to say that the Xiangjiang ghost made the god quite miserable at the beginning, and it has been so long, and he hasn't been able to wake up before he can accept this method!

"Borrow its flesh?" The sixth master sneered, and there was a kind of cynicism when he spoke, squinting his eyes, staring directly at the true immortal: "Isn't it the true god you respect and love the most?" Take the body of a true god to refine a magic weapon, and you are not afraid of violating its taboo? ”

Hearing this, the True Immortal shook his head.

"Not really." True Immortal Weng's smile was very proud: "This is the will of the true God, it is it that allows us to use the body of the Divine Son to obtain those powers that ordinary people cannot imagine. ”

When the true immortal Weng said this, there was no smugness in his eyes, it was completely a kind of pride.

It seems that obtaining the will of the true god and obtaining such a magic weapon is enough for him to have no regrets for the rest of his life.

"This magic weapon of yours seems to be a little wrong" The sixth master tilted his head sideways, glanced at the back of the true immortal Weng's waist, and his expression instantly became more solemn: "This is connected to your physical body??" ”

Hearing this, I didn't think much about it, and followed the sixth master's gaze.

I saw the iron chain held in the hand of the true immortal, and the other end was connected to his waist, but that place looked unremarkable, there was no bulging phenomenon, and I couldn't see that there was an iron chain wrapped around his waist at all.

And on him, especially the place where the iron chain is connected, there is a foul smell of blood, and it smells very fresh

"Can you tell?" True Immortal Weng asked curiously, and his eyes were a little surprised, as if he didn't expect the sixth master to be able to see some details.

As soon as he heard the words of the true immortal, the sixth master only sneered twice, and did not explain anything.

Seriously, the real immortal Weng is still very particular, seeing that the sixth master saw through himself, he didn't hide it, but lifted his shirt frankly, almost like a hooligan.

But it is undeniable that what is under his clothes really scared me.

I'd rather he'd be a rascal.

"What's the situation with you," I cautiously looked at the True Immortal, and when I spoke, my tone was full of incomprehensible doubts.

The iron chain that the true immortal Weng held in his hand was indeed connected to his flesh as the sixth master said.

The connection here is not tied to the waist, but completely integrated into the body

At the back of the true immortal Weng, there was a very conspicuous blood hole, and the skin and flesh on the edge of the hole were completely rolled over, as if something had broken through from the inside out, and it was all rolled out to the side.

The magic weapon he held in his hand came out of this hole.

I don't know how to explain this situation, because it's almost the same as the spatial jump phenomenon that occurs in the Heavenly Mountains, and it's fucking inexplicable.

The iron chain that was thrown out by the True Immortal just now was nearly one meter and eight long at the shortest, but now after he took it back, what was left outside the body was only nearly one meter long, and the remaining eighty centimeters were all retracted!

I'm not surprised that the eighty centimeters are gone, but if I had to shove them back.

But the problem is that these 80-centimeter-long chains are stacked on top of each other, which is also a large volume.

But there is nothing abnormal about the real immortal's body, it is as thin as a skeleton, God knows where those disappearing chains go, it can't be turned into air, right?

The more I look at this iron chain, the more I regret it in my heart, really, remembering that I didn't kill the god son desperately, I now regret that my intestines are all green.

If that Divine Son had died in Black Dragon Mountain, then it would all have turned out so badly.

"This chain can not only be used as a magic weapon, but it is just a small path to slay demons and subdue demons, and it can also be used to deal with living people, including living people like you who are beyond the **mortal womb"

As he spoke, the True Immortal Weng showed a heartfelt smile, his eyes narrowing with laughter.

"I'd like to try." The sixth master smiled, suddenly raised the ghost head knife, slashed horizontally on his vein, and then brought it to his mouth and blew, and the blade instantly made a buzzing sound.

"You two go up together." True Immortal Weng smiled, his eyes full of excitement: "Don't bother blindly, you are not my opponent if you fight alone." ”

"What about swearing?" The sixth master sneered, and shook the blade violently, throwing all the blood on the blade to the ground.

I glanced at the camp on the True Immortal Weng's side, and asked quietly, "Sixth Master, are you going to play with him alone?" ”

"Try it." The sixth master said with a smile, and said without looking back: "If you lose, you won't lose, it's a big deal to fight with him, anyway, we won't suffer." ”

Hearing that the sixth master was so confident in saying this, the people on the side of the true immortal Weng were immediately unhappy, and asked him directly, is it too underestimating people? Even like you, dare to say that you will fight with the immortals? Do you have that qualification?

"Whether this master has that qualification or not, it's not your turn to say."

I grinned, clenched the Miao knife in both hands, and looked eagerly at Zhao Sanding's gang of old teachers.

"The sixth master plays with your prophet, don't be idle, come and play with me?"

Seeing that I opened my mouth to provoke, the true immortal Weng didn't show anything, but his apprentice Zhao Sanding couldn't help his temper, and stepped forward and glared at me viciously.

"Who do you underestimate? Still playing with you? Aren't you afraid of being skinned by us? ”

"Just these few wine bags and rice bags of you are not enough to kill me"

As I spoke, my smile revealing a burst of murderous intent.

"Don't be arrogant with me, wait a while, I'll have to tear your mouth apart."