The three-inch-long crimson sword turned into a three-meter giant, spewing thin flames, turning into a giant bird, and the flames were raging, and the terrifying heat distorted the air around it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The flame giant bird was vivid, and a crimson sword body contained killing intent inside.

The eyes of countless people below flickered, the magic weapon of the Shinto monk actually had such an incredible use!

"Give me death!" The Shinto real person made a move, looked at the poplar and smiled, stretched out his hand, and the flame giant bird swept across the sky, roaring towards the poplar.

Poplar with a strange expression? Fire? You're actually playing with fire in front of me?

Grinning, in front of everyone's eyes, Poplar stretched out his right hand, his five fingers spread, ignoring the flying flame giant bird, but aimed at the Shinto real monk from afar.

What's he doing?

Almost everyone has such doubts in their minds when they see this scene, aren't they stupid?

Facing the palm of Poplar's distant face to him, for some reason, the Shinto monk's heart tightened, and he had a bad feeling.

Facing each other in the air, Poplar's outstretched hand suddenly became a fist.

The next moment, only to hear a roar, the Shinto real person ignited, and around his body, a terrifying red flame suddenly appeared, like a small sun enveloping him.

The flames rose, the temperature of the crimson flame was too high, the fireball with a diameter of five meters enveloped the other party, the surrounding air distorted, and the terrifying high temperature made the surface of the Bibo River below boil.

"What kind of flame is that, and the temperature is so terrible?"

"Burned? That guy lit up on his own? ”

Countless people were shocked, and then their expressions were strange, he made a giant flame bird by himself, but then he ignited himself? What's the situation......

"No!"

Enveloped in poplar's magical flames, the Shinto monk let out a quick, brief cry of despair.

Then, and then it was gone, his whole body was gone, he was burned to ashes, there was nothing left, he didn't even have time to go out of the body, he died neatly!

The Yin Gods were all burned to death, and their souls were scattered!

Shinto monk, the body is very fragile, in the face of the aspen power flame, there is a heart or not, how can he not die?

Seeing this scene, everyone looked at the poplar again, and there was no such contempt as before, that kind of flame was so terrifying, and the question was, how did it appear? There are no energy fluctuations, is it a special spell?

At this moment, everyone remembered the picture of Poplar flying in, and realized that he was also a Shinto monk!

Shinto monks, that's synonymous with weirdness and power.

Sure enough, there is not a single Shinto monk in the world who is simple.

When the person was destroyed, the Flame Giant Bird that flew towards the poplar collapsed in an instant because it lost its master's urging, and the three-meter giant sword instantly shrank to a three-inch size and fell towards the ground.

The magic weapon of the Shinto monk, the heart is urging, the master is dead, and naturally there is no magical performance.

If you want to kill my cat, no one can save you, hum!

The enemy turned into flying ashes, Poplar snorted coldly in his heart, he wouldn't be so angry when he did it, but if he wanted to kill his cat, he couldn't, he was very protective of calves.

Poplar sat on the city wall, stretched out his hand, and the three-inch-long crimson sword flew and was caught in his hand.

The three-inch small sword, the whole body is red, as if it is polished by red crystal, it is quite weighty in the hand, through the almost transparent sword body, you can see that there are countless complex patterns intertwined with silk threads inside the sword body, which makes people dizzy to see, and Bai Yang knows that it is the formation engraved in this Shinto magic weapon.

The magic weapon of the Shinto monk can be called a magic weapon because it has a magical performance because of the engraved formation, otherwise it is just an ordinary artifact.

Trying to penetrate the telekinesis into the small sword, Poplar raised his eyebrows.

He clearly felt that his spiritual power was absorbed by the formation in the small sword, and his spiritual power was like a key to open the small sword, and the formation texture in it flickered, and the small sword actually rose against the storm and became three meters tall.

Even, the formation in the small sword was still absorbing his spiritual power, and the next moment, a rolling flame rose above the sword body, turning into a flame giant bird and rising into the sky.

Looking at the giant flaming bird hovering overhead, Poplar grinned.

The magic weapon of the Shinto monks, this is the magic weapon of the Shinto monks, it can actually be urged with spiritual power, in the words of the Shinto monks, it is the power of the divine soul, the power of the yin god.

As the little sword was urged, Bai Yang could obviously feel that his spiritual power was being consumed, and if his consciousness sank into his mind, he could feel that his Yin God body had energy that disappeared strangely, and he gradually became weak.

But the Yin God of Poplar is too powerful, and this consumption is simply insignificant.

"Mo Yuanchi's blood-patterned sword is just a half-finished product, without the slightest abnormal performance, those two chains are just things that simply bind foreign beasts, and they don't have other functions, this little sword is the real magic weapon, the magic weapon of the Shinto monk's attack and killing, now, it's mine!"

The spiritual power urged the sword body, and the poplar was like an arm, and he didn't feel that this was someone else's thing that he couldn't use by himself.

Also, although it is someone else's thing, the magic weapon of the Shinto monk may have the saying of recognizing the master, but the master is dead, and the ownerless thing, of course, is his.

With a thought in his mind, the Flame Giant Bird disappeared, and the three-meter giant sword shrank into three inches and fell into Bai Yang's hand, holding the small sword, Bai Yang rubbed his scalp with the small sword and scratched his head, looking at the people outside the city, with a strange smile on his face.

A Shinto real person has brought himself a magic weapon, then, there are so many people outside, more than a thousand, fifty percent of the parallel goods have been removed, and the others are all cattle people on the prestige side, if they are all killed, how many good things will be left for themselves?

Topol's heart is moved!

Outside the city wall, Poplar instantly destroyed the Shinto monk, and before people could react, they saw Poplar's strange eyes again, and they didn't know why, but their hearts were furious.

No matter how you look at it, you can feel that Poplar's eyes are panicked, as if he treats them as fat sheep.

"Heh...... I have some skills, but do you want to know how to die?"

At this time, the ghost king Zhenjun in the black cloud spoke again, and his voice was full of banter.

Bai Yang's eyes suddenly became bright, and he looked at the black cloud, yes, a Shinto monk in the realm of a real person brought such a magic weapon to himself, so what about this true monarch? There are definitely more good things.

Kill him, anyway, the Blood Lotus Sect doesn't have a good thing, and after he dies, his thing will be mine!

"Dead? No, no, no, you can't even kill me, tsk, what, let's have a discussion? Poplar looked at the black cloud and smiled.

"Oh? Consult? Hehe, aren't you afraid? It's okay, it's not that it can't be discussed, I can give you two ways, first, join the Blood Lotus Sect, follow my orders, and I will keep you above 10,000 people under you, and second, I will kill you, capture your Yin God, and refine you into a puppet demon for me to drive" Ghost King Zhenjun joked.

"No, I mean, can you stop breaking my stuff later," Poplar shook his head as he looked at the black cloud.

"Your stuff? What's your stuff? "Ghost King Zhenjun didn't react, what a mess.

Bai Yang smiled and didn't explain anything, and turned to look at the others, his eyes scanning the audience, especially Luo Guangyuan and Yu Cangsong for a moment.

Rising up, Poplar stood on the city wall, squinted at everyone and said: "I know the purpose of your coming here, the dragon vein turned over, and they all found here one by one to get the treasure nurtured by the dragon vein, but this is my home, this is my home, this is my home, this is my home, important things have to be said three times!" ”

"Running to my house to grab something? What's the difference between this and a robber? People are greedy, I understand this, I understand your feelings, but, again, this is my home! When you think of robbing something in my house, you have to be prepared to be killed! ”

"Now, I'll give you a chance, if you want to go, if you don't go, and want to continue to come to my house to grab things, don't blame me for being rude, when the time comes, don't say I didn't give you a chance!"

Poplar said such a thing and gave an ultimatum to the people outside.

Salute first and then soldier, he doesn't want to find trouble, but he is not afraid of trouble when it comes to the door!

No one spoke, and no one left, not even after seeing Poplar's previous methods.

Who are you scared of, yes, you Poplar is powerful, but so what, there are so many people outside, the worst ones are samurai, masters of the realm of grandmasters, there are more than a hundred Shinto real people, and there are even more than a bunch of martial artists, and there are two great grandmasters and a true monarch to suppress the formation, what are we afraid of?

This valley is finished, it's over, and when the time comes, will you be able to drink soup and go? You want to scare us away with a few words? No way!

Seeing that everyone was silent, Poplar smiled and didn't care, since you don't leave, you are looking for death by yourself.

Looking up, Bai Yang looked at Yu Cangsong, squinted and said: "Senior Yu, I know your granddaughter Yu Feifeng, although the relationship is not very good, but after all, I know, so, you go, really, I advise you to leave quickly"

Hearing Bai Yang's words, Yu Cangsong raised his eyebrows, shook his head and didn't say anything, obviously it was impossible for him to give up the treasure bred by the dragon vein.

Everyone below looked at Poplar strangely, this guy actually threatened a great grandmaster?

Baiyang didn't say anything anymore, since Yu Cangsong insisted, he asked for it, and he didn't give you a chance.

Standing on the city wall, Poplar's gaze crossed so many people, a group of wicked guests came to the door, should be killed, Yu Cangsong, gave you a chance, Luo Guangyuan? The rebels are just the rebels, resulting in the destruction of life, and it is not a pity to die, the ghost king is really the king? The Blood Lotus Sect is even more damned!

With a sneer, Bai Yang nodded, hugged the girl who was looking down at the tablet on her shoulder, patted her little buttocks, and pointed at the people outside the city and said coldly: "Yaya, kill them for me, kill everything you can kill!" ”

was disturbed by poplar to watch cartoons, Yaya was very unhappy, looked up, glanced at poplar with big black eyes, and expressed dissatisfaction twice.

Then, the porcelain doll-like girl looked at everyone outside the city walls.

Yaya is very beautiful, as cute as a porcelain doll, but the people below, facing her beautiful eyes, don't know why, they all feel cold!

Subconsciously, except for a few people, the hairs on everyone's bodies stood up.

Spooky, scary.

But why is this happening?

She's just a child......