Chapter Seventy-One: The Magic Sword

After planting aliens for the guards outside, Zhang Yuan's body slowly began to crack, oozing some disgusting slime, and finally Zhang Yuan's entire snake came out of it.

claw, grabbing the beautiful woman who was changing, the wings behind Zhang Yuan also stretched out at once, and then flew out.

"Do you think our Violet Family comes when we want and leaves when we want?"

At this time, an old man wearing a gray robe and holding a staff with a wrinkled face appeared in front of Zhang Yuan.

"Actually, I think so."

Zhang Yuan took a look at the old man, revealing a trace of disdainful mockery.

"What the Violet family, it's just some scum."

Zhang Yuan looked at the old man.

[Strength]: 4

[Life]: 72

[Energy]: 200

[Soul]: 98

Then look at your own.

[Strength]: 1222

[Health]: 520

[Energy]: 381

[Soul]: 110

Through data comparison, Zhang Yuan is a wave of crushing flow.

"Damn heretic!"

After listening to Zhang Yuan's words, the gray-robed mage was a little angry, and then raised the staff in his hand, and in the sky, a black tentacle appeared out of thin air, and then slammed at Zhang Yuan.

"Wow!"

Zhang Yuan's body moved slightly, and then the four tentacles behind him hit out at once.

The gray-robed mage's black tentacles were not very solid, and they shattered all of a sudden after being hit hard by Zhang Yuan's tentacles.

After the four tentacles shattered the black tentacles, the strength continued to hit the gray-robed mage's body without diminishing.

"Damn."

The gray-robed mage cursed secretly, and then directly slammed his own.

Suddenly, a defensive shield appeared beside him, and after the defensive shield was firmly hit by the four tentacles, it was not broken.

Just a few, overwhelmed sound.

"Hell's depths burn with demonic fire! In my name, call you to come! Become my magic sword and smash all obstacles

The one who stands in my way! --Vulcan Flames! ”

After resisting Zhang Yuan's tentacles, the gray-robed mage began to cast a spell.

The gray-robed mage's spell casting speed was very fast, and Zhang Yuan didn't have time to stop it at all.

The next moment, a fiery red vortex appeared in the sky, and in the vortex, a pitch-black giant sword, and the giant sword was surrounded by a trace of flames.

It looks like it's very powerful.

"Heretic, you will pay for what you have done."

The gray-robed mage's staff pointed at Zhang Yuanyao, and then the giant sword actually slashed directly at Zhang Yuan.

"Is this what you rely on?"

Zhang Yuan took a look at the magic sword with flames on its body.

The speed of the magic sword was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Zhang Yuan's face.

However, Zhang Yuan did not dodge, but grew his mouth and swallowed the magic sword in one gulp.

"What, how is that possible?"

After the gray-robed mage saw this scene, the wrinkles on his face were completely squeezed together, like an old and ugly chrysanthemum.

Even, it is doubtful that his wrinkles and ravines can trap flies.

"What's impossible?"

Zhang Yuan opened his mouth again, and the speed of the magic sword flew out without slowing down at all.

"Abyssal Gulf!" This is a skill that Zhang Yuan exchanged as a storage space before, but he didn't expect to deal with this kind of magic, it seems to be very useful.

After the magic sword flew out from Zhang Yuan's innermost, it shot at the gray-robed mage.

The gray-robed mages are already about to Sparta.

Mom sells batches, originally her own magic, but now she actually attacks herself.

Although his eyes were about to breathe fire, the gray-robed mage gritted his teeth and grabbed a gray spar from his neck.

Then squeeze it hard.

The gray-robed mage who was not very powerful actually crushed the hedron directly - there is a problem with your setting, author.

The flames wrapped around the black magic sword began to burn continuously when the giant sword flew, and then directly completely surrounded the place where the gray-robed mage was standing.

"Damn it."

"Hmm, did you run away?"

Zhang Yuan's eyes narrowed, and his gaze passed through the flames, but he didn't see any trace of the gray-robed mage.

On the other side, the gray-robed mage's body slowly solidified.

"I'll fight with you."

The gray-robed mage looked at the powder in his hand with a distressed face, this is a rare treasure, he thought he could pass it on, but he didn't expect it to be used by himself like this.

Dodge with your own life-saving props, your own magic.

Thinking of this, the gray-robed mage felt that his eyes were black.

"Is it physical?"

Zhang Yuan looked at the black sword on the ground with some curiosity, originally Zhang Yuan thought that this magic sword was a collection of energy of a gray-robed mage, but he didn't expect that this magic sword was actually physical, it was really a sword.

"Come over to me."

Zhang Yuan's tentacles stretched out and grabbed the magic sword.

"Hum~"

The magic sword trembled constantly, wanting to break free from Zhang Yuan's hands, as if it had spirituality.

"Spiritual weapons."

"Do you like tyranny too?"

Zhang Yuan said softly: "Come on, come on, let me be your master, I will lead you to continue to kill." ”

Zhang Yuan said.

"Buzz!"

The magic sword let out a clear sound, and a faint thought passed from the magic sword to Zhang Yuan.

"Damn, I'll tell you good things, if you don't want to, then don't blame me for being rude."

Zhang Yuan said that the tentacles that grabbed the magic sword suddenly broke, and then drops of black blood dripped onto the black magic sword.

If you are unwilling to surrender to yourself, then you can only conquer by force.

"Damn, you don't even take me seriously." On the other side, the gray-robed mage trembled, took out a gray dagger from his sleeve, and then lightly slashed at his wrist, and then a stream of blood spurted out.

In the name of the Contractor, I summon my Patron Saint, the Flame God King! O Lord God of Flames, give me infinite power

, show your wrath, use your world-destroying magic to destroy my mortal enemy, and at this moment, combine your anger and mine

First, show the strongest divine power - the wrath of the god of fire!

As the gray-robed mage continued to chant, the sky suddenly darkened, and the temperature around him seemed to be rising.

"What is this?"

Zhang Yuan stretched out his tongue, and he could feel the flame element in the sky increasing.

PS: Today's this is really a change, no cutting corners.

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