Chapter 122: The Spirit of the Instrument
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At the moment when Chen Hao breathed, the trapped dragon rope that was firmly entangled with Zheng Haotian seemed to have some kind of induction. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
It trembled slightly, made a strange sound, and a small figure slowly emerged from the milky white light.
It's just that Zheng Haotian was prepared, his palms were as solid as King Kong, and he grabbed the body of the trapped dragon rope.
At the same time, a strong light also emerged from his body, and a full-body armor that countless demon refining martial artists had dreamed of appeared out of thin air, draining his defense.
What's even more bizarre is that on the surface of this armor, there are layers of strong light spiritual power fluctuations.
This is a pure light power, and it is absorbing the light power from the trapped dragon rope to a large extent, so that it cannot harm the giant bear body at all.
Bright spiritual power, this kind of power that only a bright aura master can have, actually appeared on the body of a demonized martial artist at this time, if Chen Cheng saw this scene, he would definitely not be blind.
Even if he was under the Nine Springs, he was afraid that he would regret how easily he released the trapped dragon rope.
The little figure on the trapped dragon rope slowly condensed and took shape.
However, after all, this machine has not yet fully grown up, and does not possess the same intelligence as humans. I felt the crisis, but I didn't know how to deal with it.
Especially after the sudden death of Chen Jun, who was connected to its heart, it fell into a state of confusion.
The vertical eye on Zheng Haotian's forehead lit up again, not only that, but his eyes also flashed with a terrifying essence at the same time.
Each of the three eyes shot out a sharp light, and in the middle of the process, it converged into one, and slammed it on the young beast.
"Boom ......"
After a bang, the figure quickly dimmed, and under the bombardment of powerful force, it actually flew out alive, and was briefly separated from the entire trapped dragon rope.
"Woo......"
A terrifying whine burst out of the void, and a black bowl spat out of the mouth of the King Kong Giant Bear.
Inside and outside the bowl, there is a pitch-black color like the night sky.
It is the most quintessential dark force in the world, the polar opposite of the light that surrounds the body of the giant bear.
At this time, these two very different and opposing forces appeared on the body of a creature at the same time, and they were so tacitly integrated at this moment.
The little light, already badly wounded, seemed to instinctively sense a mortal threat, and it let out a high-pitched chirp and pounced on the trapped dragon rope.
As long as it is put into contact with the trapped dragon rope again, it will be able to unleash the power of this light divine weapon.
At that time, he would have been able to crush this abominable dark bowl to powder.
It's just that as soon as its body moved, countless dragon moans sounded around it. The million sword lights had already turned into a dragon in an instant, and they had surrounded it.
This million sword light may not be able to trap a ninth-order peak powerhouse, or it may not be able to besiege the pseudo-magic weapon trapped by the dragon rope, but a weapon that has left the main body and has not yet been completely condensed and formed is still unable to break out of the formation.
Inside the bowl, the nightmare's triumphant roar, bordering on madness, was heard.
"Chen Zheng, it's a good ...... to die"
Zheng Haotian shook his head slightly, this nightmare is really a guy who holds a special grudge.
"Nightmare, hurry up and put away the trapped dragon, I'm afraid something will change. He said in a deep voice.
"Understood. ”
The nightmare let out a short, rapid whistling sound, and the bowl spun violently, and as it rotated, it also emitted a strong and massive suction.
The trapped dragon rope that was still wrapped around the body of the King Kong giant bear slowly trembled.
Although this light god weapon lacks the presiding power of the weapon, the power of light is inherently the power of repelling darkness, so it instinctively refuses to be absorbed by the bowl.
If the spirit of the weapon is still there, or if its user Chen Yu is still alive, then even if it simply relies on the quality and ability of the pseudo-magic weapon, it will be enough to resist the dark divine weapon controlled by the nightmare.
But it's a pity that now it's a lonely outcast, and there is no strong support behind him, and with only that little instinctive power, how can it compete with the combination of Zheng Haotian, Nightmare and Yuanbo Divine Soldiers.
It was only a moment later, the trapped dragon rope finally loosened a little, its beam strength gradually weakened, and finally a piece of it was sucked into the bowl.
As if it had opened a hole, when this trapped dragon rope was submerged in the round bowl, its resistance was like a collapse, and with a snort, it was all included in the round bowl.
Then, the nightmare controlled the round bowl and flashed, and immediately flew into Zheng Haotian's body, entering the cyclone and quietly recuperating and digesting.
But Zheng Haotian's eyes were faintly shining, and he was already ready to go.
At this time, seeing that Nightmare had successfully put away the trapped dragon rope, he immediately shook his wrist and took out the warm cultivation gourd.
"Canglong Zen staff, come out ......"
With his loud shout, a pillar of light rushed out from the Wenyang Hurdle, and turned into a huge dragon in an instant.
This is the incomparably moisturizing Canglong Zen staff that lives in the warm nourishing gourd.
After it turned into a huge dragon, it became more and more majestic.
The power of a large number of magic stones seems to have caused it to undergo some kind of transformation, and then it has reached a critical point.
"Sick ......"
Zheng Haotian's face was solemn, he pointed towards the Canglong Zen Staff, and the Canglong suddenly soared, and turned into a ray of light and directly drilled into the endless sword sea.
The millions of endless sword seas form a strange and unique little world, controlling everything in this area at your fingertips.
If ordinary treasures bombard in, it will be difficult to damage this world at all, but the Canglong Zen Staff is different.
These millions of sword lights were all split from the Canglong Zen staff, and it was also controlled by Zheng Haotian, so when it entered this world, it was like a fish entering the sea, and it had already swam in front of that small light and shadow in an instant.
This humanoid light and shadow is naturally the spirit of the trapped dragon.
Being able to exist after leaving the body is already the greatest characteristic of the Soul Formation.
But unfortunately, this artifact has not really achieved a spirit body after all, so when its body is swallowed by the dark bowl, the light on its body quickly dims.
In the same way, the coercion from it is greatly reduced.
The huge blue dragon let out a deafening long groan, and then opened its huge mouth and bit down fiercely on the little humanoid light and shadow.
The two sides are completely disproportionately in size, one is a behemoth, while the other is an insignificant little bit.
But the moment the dragon bit the other party, this little humanoid burst out with incomparably huge power.
It waved its hand upwards and struck the dragon with an almost instinctive punch.
With a loud bang, Canglong's mouth cracked widely, and Zheng Haotian could even clearly see that several teeth in its mouth were shattered.
Canglong let out a fierce roar, raised its huge claws, and released endless brilliance containing the power of the magic stone, bombarding the little figure fiercely.
However, the body of this small figure has a powerful light force, no matter how the light of the outside world impacts, it cannot be pierced, and it cannot even make its suspended body in mid-air shake.
Then, the little figure flickered slightly, and it had already begun to run around the sky.
It already felt a strong sense of crisis, so it wanted to escape as much as possible.
But it's a pity that this is within the endless sea of millions of swords, and millions of sword lights are circulating endlessly, forming a huge cage-like world.
Although the power of the little figure is strong, it plunges headlong into the sea of swords, like a child who has lost its way, can only follow the flow in vain, but cannot find the right direction to get out.
Zheng Haotian was extremely hot to see, he really deserved to be a pseudo-magic weapon-level divine soldier, but with the support of his body, he still had such a strong strength.
If he hadn't arranged the Endless Sword Sea Array in advance, he was afraid that he would still let it escape at this moment, and at that time, he would have wanted to cry without tears.
Taking a deep breath, Zheng Haotian took out a talisman and slapped it on his body. The next moment, a large number of points of light suddenly diffused out, blooming around his body, and escaping into his body.
The vertical eye on his forehead and his two eyes lit up again.
The use of the Vajra Magic Eye and the Golden Light Divine Eye was a rather draining matter of true qi, physical strength, and spirit, and although it was replenished by the Life Talisman, the spirit consumed was far from being able to make up for it in a short period of time.
So when he used this ability for the third time, it was already quite reluctant.
However, the power of these two divine eyes was indeed incomparable, and when the three rays of light condensed into one again, and penetrated the endless sea of swords, bombarding the small light and shadow, it was instantly locked completely.
The huge blue dragon opened its mouth wide, and swallowed the light and shadow into its belly at once.
Then, it roared a few times in the sky, and its body rolled in mid-air, and suddenly changed back to its original form.
A thick Zen staff lay quietly on the ground, but at this time, the Zen staff was faintly revealing a strange power and luster, and the milky white light was released from the inside, as if this Zen staff was undergoing some incredible changes.
Zheng Haotian stretched out his hand a little, and the Zen staff had already turned into a ray of light and entered the warm cultivation gourd.
It was not a simple matter to complete the devouring and refining of the trapped dragon rope weapon, and Zheng Haotian naturally did not dare to have any slackness.
After completing all this, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and the sword light in the sky also returned to the cyclone. After shaking his body twice, he returned to his human form.
Nodding towards Mo Kongwen, who was watching quietly from a distance, Zheng Haotian's figure turned into a ray of light and rushed straight down towards the foot of the mountain.
Mo Kongwen watched Zheng Haotian disappear with a cold, almost emotionless gaze, he quickly dealt with this place, and then turned around and walked towards the depths of the endless mountain range, disappearing in an instant.
(To be continued)