The weight of the Dangkou Painting Heavenly Halberd Lin Cheng had already understood it when he just got it, and the Dangkou Painting Heavenly Halberd slowly left the ground, at this time, Lin Cheng's face was already a little red, and he reluctantly took it to the front, and waved it lightly left and right, Lin Cheng hurriedly put the Dangkou Heavenly Halberd back in its place. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This thing is a little too heavy."

Rubbing his somewhat sore arm, if it weren't for Zuo Quanqin telling him that this thing had nearly ten thousand catties before, Lin Cheng would definitely think.

"Haven't you been a little empty lately?"

It seems that this Swinging Kou Painting Heavenly Halberd can't dance for the time being, so it's okay, let's see what the situation is with this Swinging Kou Painting Heavenly Dance.

Lin Cheng planned this in his heart, walked to the place where he was sitting just now, bent down and picked up the scroll that had just been placed on the ground, closed his eyes, and the yang energy all over his body scattered out, his eyebrows were cold, and his soul perception flew into this dark scroll all over.

The soul perception burrowed into the scroll with a loud sound, and the eyebrows were cold, and a large stream of obscure and incomprehensible information entered Lin Cheng's sea of knowledge.

The text forms a chapter, the characters are densely packed in front of Lin Cheng's eyes, and the words on it are words that Lin Cheng has never seen, it seems that Lin Cheng estimates that this should be the ancient language of ancient times.

"What can I do?"

This, this, this, Lin Cheng really doesn't know what to do at this time, this plan is really not as fast as changing, his original plan is good, and now, it is very likely that everything will fall through.

"Not really."

When he opened his eyes, Lin Cheng's face was full of helplessness, and he threw the black scroll on his hand, Lin Cheng's eyes were a little gloomy.

"It's impossible, Zuo Quanqin doesn't need to lie to me."

Suddenly, this Swinging Kou Painting Heavenly Dance underwent an astonishing change, the scroll melted rapidly, and the dark black viscous liquid that had melted dripped down Lin Cheng's palm and fell in front of Lin Cheng.

The liquid squirmed from side to side, like a living creature, his lips pursed slightly, and he squatted down, Lin Cheng carefully planned the pool of viscous liquid that was slowly wriggling.

"What's going on?"

The fighting skill scroll turned into a puddle of liquid, this kind of thing is really unheard of, unseen, all kinds of thoughts are quickly turning in his head, the corners of his mouth are relaxed, Lin Cheng's heart has an idea, and he slowly stretched out his right hand, Lin Cheng intends to feel what these dark black liquids are.

The palm of his hand slowly probed in front of the liquid, to be honest, Lin Cheng's heart was really a little apprehensive, as soon as he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, Lin Cheng inserted his hand into this pool of black water.

"Hiss".

gasped, there didn't seem to be any reflection, except that there was a warm feeling in his hand, and then he put his left hand into the black water, Lin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"This thing, don't you say it's really comfortable."

Of course, comfortable is comfortable, Lin Cheng's heart still has a string stretched there, maybe, maybe when.

"Ah!!!!!!!!h

Lin Cheng hadn't finished thinking about this idea, the severe pain came as scheduled, and in a trance, Lin Cheng even thought like this, was it because of his meaningless nonsense that he angered this black water.

Of course, such an idea is meaningless, and the look on his face is almost distorted and he can't see it, but Lin Cheng's hands are still so firmly inserted in this black water, this is not because Lin Cheng is a tough guy, but because Lin Cheng has no way to pull his hands out of this black water now.

"Hiss".

He couldn't stop gasping for air, and beads of sweat the size of beans came out of Lin Cheng's head almost instantly, dripping down with a click, and Lin Cheng almost fell unconscious in pain.

The dark black liquid slowly moved up, and it went into Lin Cheng's arm along Lin Cheng's sleeves, and the sleeves corroded quickly, and the liquid on the ground was gone, but, on Lin Cheng's arm.

The liquid drew black lines on Lin Cheng's arm, like a complex vein map, the black lines moved, and Lin Cheng felt that the black lines had spread to his shoulders and chest.

Just when Lin Cheng was thinking about when this was the end, the pain stopped abruptly, as if it had come suddenly, and the pain stopped unexpectedly.

Standing on his knees on the ground, his arms stiffened in front of him, the black line squirmed slightly, and after half a sound, the black line quietly disappeared, and Lin Cheng's arms were considered free.

His head hurt so much that he was a little deprived of oxygen for a while, he gasped for a few breaths, touched the sweat on his face, and it was dark in front of him, Lin Cheng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were already blank, and in the middle of this blank space, there was a figure standing, and a Fang Tian painting halberd stood on the ground.

Muttered his own words, slowly passed into Lin Cheng's ears, his palm shook slightly, and the halberd rose with the person, and he shouted.

"Swinging Kou Painting Sky Dance!".

Fang Tian's halberd is scattered and danced, sometimes domineering and strong, sometimes soft and evil, where the halberd goes, the space is cracked, the body is slightly stunned, the heaven and the earth are shocked, whether it is domineering and strong, or soft and evil, all the moves reveal such an artistic conception.

"The halberd is in the people, and the halberd is dead!"

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