In the dark black whirlpool, two flashing blades on the palm of a pair stabbed towards the center of the whirlpool, and the brilliance of the blades on the way into continued to flash, and the speed became faster and faster under the action of the suction force, and the place where the tip of the blade pointed was Chen Wei's sea of qi. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time that the blade hit the shield outside Chen Wei's body, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded in the sky, and then the sky of the entire tribe was suddenly lit up, and then the light brought by Bailey's light did not dissipate, but instead tore through the sky and fell towards the tribe, and the place where Chen Wei was located was in the hut.

"Cluck!"

With a sound that shook the heavens and the earth, the lightning reached the outside of the whirlpool around Chen Wei in the blink of an eye, and then penetrated into the whirlpool, and penetrated in the blink of an eye, at the same time as it penetrated the whirlpool, the whirlpool rolled wildly, flashing white electric sparks, pulling inward with the rotation of the whirlpool.

With the intervention of lightning, the tame aura that had just become wild again, and was swept away by the electric sparks again, seeping into his flesh and blood.

At the same time that the lightning struck Chen Wei, the two blades transformed by the patriarch's tattoo also stabbed Chen Wei's side, because this time the breath in his body was disordered, so the shield outside his body only flashed, and before the patriarch's blade stabbed like a bubble, it shattered itself with a soft sound.

When the electric sparks filled the whirlpool, the expression on the patriarch's chest became even more strange, and his hands were slightly in the air, but he immediately stabbed his arms forward.

When the sharp blade in the patriarch's hand pierced Chen Wei's lower abdomen, there was no sound of flesh scratching as he wished, but there was a "swish" sound, and then an electric spark gushed out from Chen Wei's body, surging straight towards his arm along the blade, climbing up along his arm, and half of his body came from a crispy and numb feeling.

Before the lightning struck his body, the short blade in his spiritual sea seemed to have reached saturation, and it no longer shone brightly, but with a trace of deep dark light, and the whole body became much smaller, not much different from the volume of a needle.

The short blade similar to the steel needle sank to the bottom of the spiritual sea again, and the tip of the blade was quietly immersed there, and when the lightning turned into a thin entry into the spiritual sea, the miniature short blade with the tip upward was like a lightning rod with a magnet, quietly guiding the current, converging inward.

As the sparkling electricity converged, the dull color of the short blade faded again.

At this moment, the two sharp blades on the patriarch's fingers struck his abdomen, and with the impact of the blades, the spirit sea suddenly shook, and the liquid accumulated in it suddenly churned, and the extremely large thrust generated during it slammed towards the short blade.

Driven by the unknown liquid mixed with spiritual power in the spiritual sea, the whole spiritual weapon seemed to be stimulated, churning in the spiritual sea for a week, and then broke away from the water, jumped upward, and reached the top of the spiritual sea in the blink of an eye, and then a circle, straight to the top of the spiritual sea, the meridians rushed away, and disappeared without a trace with a bang.

When the spirit weapon reappeared, it was already between his fingers, and then surged down his fingertips, and then turned into a dark light and shot away with flickering electric sparks towards the patriarch on the opposite side.

Seeing a ray of light rushing in front of him, the patriarch's heart was shocked, where could he care about stabbing the two illusory blades on his hands into Chen Wei's lower abdomen again, but instead took a sharp step back, and then let out a low roar, raised his hands like lightning, and slammed the illusory short blade towards the spirit weapon that shot out.

A muffled sound came, and the illusory short blade between the patriarch's right hand collided with Chen Wei's rushing short blade, and the two objects collided, bursting out with a bright brilliance, and the speed of the short blade suddenly slammed, and a shallow mark appeared where the illusory blade in the patriarch's hand was hit, and then centered on that mark, it was covered with Dao cracks like a spider web.

As a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of the patriarch's mouth, the illusory blade turned into tiny pieces, and then flickered and turned into streaks of smoke that rose into the air.

When the blade turned into smoke and rose into the air, the patriarch's face also turned pale, but the light in his eyes was even brighter, and there was fierceness floating in his eyes, and he quickly raised his left hand and slashed down at the short blade that was suspended in the air.

"Pounce" Another muffled voice came, and the blade on the patriarch's left hand slashed down again, right on top of the short blade.

The short blade let out a wail and fell diagonally towards the ground, and a gap also appeared in the short blade in the patriarch's hand, making the patriarch's face even more gray.

When the short blade was cut off, Chen Wei, who was connected to his heart, suddenly opened his eyes, and just as he opened his eyes, the thunder in the sky sounded again, and a thicker light spread down from the sky and rushed towards Chen Wei again.

"Boom" As the fog around him rolled endlessly, a brighter electric spark passed through the mist around his body, and his eyes surrounded him in the center.

When the electric sparks flashed around him, Chen Wei used all his strength to draw out a divine thought and throw it at the short blade that fell to the ground.

Under the urging of Chen Wei's divine thoughts, the spirit weapon finally reacted, and after letting out a soft roar, the tip of the blade suddenly rose upward, and then dragged its long tail towards it, and it was already in front of him in the blink of an eye.

When the short blade flew in front of him, Chen Wei, who was extremely uncomfortable all over his body, suddenly stretched out his arm and reached out to the short blade, and with a muffled sound that could be heard by a few waters, the handle drilled into his fingertips, and then penetrated into the meridians, and then entered the spiritual sea, and became silent again, and was warmed up in that breath and lightning.

The constant surge of breath and lightning kept repairing the short blade, making its originally weak aura become revived again.

And under the double nourishment of the lightning of that breath, Chen Weiling's breath in the sea is changing, and his body is also constantly being transformed, with a layer of iron-gray traces attached to it, making the muscles and internal organs, and even the blood vessel walls and meridian walls much tougher.

And since the illusory blade in his hand shattered, the patriarch's eyes had changed color when he looked at Chen Wei in the dark air flow and lightning, and there was a trace of deep fear in his eyes.

"Why is there such a big movement, what the hell is going on?"

Just as the patriarch was about to retreat, an old voice came from outside the door and sounded in the patriarch's ears. (To be continued.) )