Chapter Eighty-Three: The Heavenly Spear of Chaos
Whoa!
The glow is bright, the light and shadow are building, and in a certain fantasy world, a young man with a resolute face holds a sword vertically and horizontally, and the sword aura is sharp, cutting through the void and filling the entire space.
After a terrible ghost roar, the space turned into ashes like a piece of shredded paper, and the illusion was destroyed.
"Brother!"
The young man's eyes regathered, and he nodded to the woman beside him, "Crisis, crisis, danger and opportunity coexist, my divine sense has finally broken into the late stage of Jindan!"
Xia Chong clenched his fists, his gaze became deep, as if he had penetrated the endless void and landed on the mysterious young man, and the battle intent in his heart boiled.
"You still want to fight him?" The fragrance was fragrant, and a white dress came, Han Xue lifted the veil, revealing a thrillingly beautiful face.
Danfeng eyes, lying silkworm eyebrows, melon seeds face white and shining, as if carefully carved with the most flawless white jade, coupled with that graceful figure, the woman's appearance is not much inferior to Xia Xian.
Two big beauties stand together, forming a beautiful landscape.
In addition to Xia Chong and the two of them, there was also a middle-aged man here.
The man is of medium stature, his face is indifferent, and he can even be said to be numb, he is a dead man domesticated by the Han family.
Although this person seems to only have the cultivation of the middle stage of Jin Dan and has no outstanding points, the brothers and sisters of the Xia family know in their hearts that once this kind of dead man who is not afraid of death breaks out with all his strength, even the late stage Jin Dan will not be able to clean it up in a short time.
Each faction had five people teleported in, and it was obviously not so easy for this dead man to get one of the places.
Xia Chong nodded, and he didn't shy away from saying, "He is the first person who makes me feel frustrated, I must defeat him!"
"I just don't know if he can survive, the canyon collapsed, he may not jump into the treasure tide, after all, no one thought that there was a hole in it. Han Xue whispered, her voice was like a bead curtain, and it sounded very comfortable, "It's just Sister Fairy, your maid?"
Han Xue looked at Xia Xian with a hint of doubt in her eyes.
Xia Xian naturally knew that Han Xue was referring to Qing'er finally running over and hugging Su Heng to heal him, but she didn't want to say more emotionally, so she smiled slightly, and pretended not to understand the topic, "That girl may be safer than us now, don't worry." ”
"Sister Fairy seems to have a lot of confidence in that young man?" Han Xue was surprised, the five masters combined to strike a blow, and they had already hit him hard, although that young man was strong, but it was also a mud bodhisattva who could not protect himself when he crossed the river, right?
At this moment, even Xia Chong frowned.
"It's just a gut feeling. Xia Xian shook his head and replied casually.
Then she thought to herself, "Is he really that strong, why do I always think he's invincible?"
......
In this large space, in the rest of the small spaces, a big hammer pierced the illusion, and the man's eyes bloomed with divine light, like a god; a young man suddenly turned into a violent ape, jumping up and down, and dancing a big stick in his hand into a windmill; a woman with a face like a peach blossom waved her hand gently, and the pink mist was filled, making people drunk; there was also a young man with an unremarkable face, whose fingertips jumped wisps of divine light, echoing the formations under his feet, and small magic circles loomed.
In addition, there is a man in Tsing Yi who is incomparably strong, like an unyielding sword, pointing sharply at the sky, staring at the sky, and treating everything as nothing.
Everyone who enters this place encounters a soul whose strength is similar to that of their own, as if behind this, there is a manipulator who controls everything.
......
"Huh? A pair of men and women walked side by side, and the girl suddenly doubted: "Brother Su Heng, it seems that there are fewer souls here?"
"It's less. Su Heng nodded, sensed carefully for a while, and showed a touch of joy on his face, "Go, there is light ahead." ”
As he spoke, he grabbed the girl's wrist and strode forward.
A moment later, the light in front of them burned, and both of them stared at the golden light in front of them.
The golden glow was shining, illuminating one side, and in the center of the light cluster, a silver spear stood quietly. The silver spear is eight feet three inches long, the whole body is like a fairy gold, the head of the spear is slender, like a firework, blazing, and the tip of the spear is as sharp as a phoenix's beak.
Looking at it from a distance, it seems to be a divine soldier that can support the sky, the tip of the gun is pointed at the sky, the whole body is bright, and in a trance, it is just like a phoenix flying into the sky, commanding all souls, and there are scenes of light and shadow behind it.
Su Heng looked at it in a daze, in that light and shadow, there were countless gods and demons falling, the sky dome was torn open a hole, the heavenly fire and thunder continued to fall from the heavenly cave, smashing on the ground, causing the earth to overturn, the rivers and seas were upside down, all souls roared in horror, and the moment the sun fell, the world seemed to have reached the end of the world, and it was chaotic. The aura of destruction pervades everything, waiting for chaos to reopen after eons of time.
At this moment, a silver spear soared into the sky, stabbing into the heavenly dome, blocking the heavenly cave alive! The body of the spear shook, and the terrifying aura fluctuations swept across the heavens and the earth, comparable to the explosion of ten days, and the heavens and the earth were filled with that blazing light to the extreme......
The next moment, the picture comes to an abrupt halt, as if nothing had happened.
Su Heng's eyes didn't blink, and two lines of blood and tears quietly slipped from the corners of his eyes, but he didn't realize it.
"Is this the artistic conception of that silver gun?" In a trance, four big words floated in Su Heng's mind.
"Chaos Spear ......"
Su Heng muttered in a low voice.
"What a mighty and domineering spear!" Qing'er was equally shocked, but she didn't see the chaotic mood.
Suddenly, the girl screamed, pulling Su Heng's thoughts back, seeing Qing'er pointing to the corner of her eyes, Su Heng was slightly stunned, and then wiped it with her hand, and ignored it.
The scorching eyes stared at the silver spear for a moment, and Su Heng said seriously: "This divine spear is related to me!"
Qing'er was dumbfounded, reached out and touched Su Heng's forehead, and then touched her own, as if making a comparison, and laughed: "Brother Su Heng, you don't have a fever either." ”
Su Heng rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and touched the girl's head for a while, "This divine weapon is called the Chaos Heavenly Spear, if you don't believe it, I'll take it for you now." ”
After that, Su Heng did not make a move immediately, but kept a certain distance from the divine soldier, pacing back and forth, his face was calm and thoughtful.
The girl puffed out her cheeks and was indignant, but she didn't go up to disturb him.
After a long time, Su Heng pulled Qing'er behind him, raised his hand lightly, and his spiritual power turned into a small bird and flew towards the golden light.
Burst!
The void slashed out a ray of light, splitting the spiritual power bird in half.
Su Heng's eyelids jumped, he knew that this treasure was not so easy to take, and sure enough, there was a magic circle guarding it secretly.
Boom!
Subsequently, Su Heng tried to send a few spiritual power beams towards the other different directions, but to no avail.
Su Heng's face turned black at that time, and he paced around with his hands behind his back, looking at the silver spear that was close at hand from time to time, and his saliva was about to flow out, but he was helpless.
Qing'er saw that Su Heng was anxious, and she was also a little anxious, and in the spirit of helping him, she took a closer look for a while, and said, "The magic circle?"
Su Heng nodded, regretting why he didn't let Feng Ling teach him the formation in the first place, otherwise he wouldn't have turned his eyes black now.
"Brother Su Heng, I see very cumbersome lines intertwined, is that a formation pattern?" Qing'er said again.
Su Heng was shocked, turned his head to look, and saw that the girl's eyes were faintly shining, and golden veins were reflected in her pupils, which were intertwined into pieces, forming a huge magic circle!
"What is this?Three Thousand Daozi?Or is it some kind of special physique like me?" Su Heng was shocked.
"Brother Su Heng, you take ten steps forward, then turn left and take three steps, and slap forward, as if you can unravel one-tenth of the formation. Then you ...... again" Qing'er's eyes did not blink, her expression was solemn, and her mouth opened lightly, guiding Su Heng in the direction.
Su Heng frowned, if you walk over like this, one wrong step, it may be a catastrophe, do you want to take the risk of trying?
He didn't suspect that Qing'er would lie to him, but her ability was too weird, and it was unheard of to break through the magic circle at a glance, and he didn't know whether to believe it for a while.
"Brother Su Heng, hurry, I won't be able to see clearly if it's too late. Qing'er urged, and her forehead was covered with fine fragrant sweat.
Obviously, she also spent a lot of energy, and it was only a moment of effort, and she was about to get out of her mind.
Seeing this, Su Heng blamed himself in his heart, and no longer hesitated at the moment, "Fight!"
Gritting his teeth, the boy stepped forward.
Rumble!
There was a humming sound, and the golden light suddenly flourished, and then returned to normal.
Su Heng breathed a long sigh of relief, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and followed Qing'er's instructions to move forward carefully.
After a while, Su Heng walked up to the silver spear, and without hesitation, he put his hand into the golden light and grasped the barrel of the gun!