Chapter 138: Sword Formation [Asking for Subscription]
"Brother Dao...... You ......" Han Ling's expression was entangled, she prepared three defensive magic weapons, two high-grade magic weapons, and one low-grade spiritual treasure, looking at Chen Lang's extravagance, she felt that she was too shabby to take it.
Chen Lang raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Han Daoyou, what preparations have you made?"
Han Ling hesitated and slowly took out three defensive magic weapons, a small blue shield, a silver shining orb, and a misty brocade pa.
The orb floated above Han Ling's head, releasing a silver shield to envelop it, while the small shield and Jinpa couldn't help but spin around Han Ling's delicate body.
"If Han Daoyou only has this preparation, be careful that he can't leave this place. Chen Lang quipped.
Han Ling smiled bitterly: "The little woman has already paid all her savings for these three defensive magic weapons, and Brother Dao's extravagance is really shocking. β
Chen Lang smiled noncommittally, took out another hundred and eight Spirit Crane Mirrors, turned into golden light Spirit Cranes, and flew around the two of them.
"This is ......" Han Ling looked at the dazzling golden cranes in shock, and she faintly sensed that each spirit crane contained terrifying power.
"In the next guess, defense alone will not be able to pass this hurdle safely, and breaking the formation with a formation is the best means. After speaking, Chen Lang's eyes were hot and he looked at the flying sword that began to tremble, isn't this a good place to obtain the essence of the sword?
As a result, the materials for refining the Pansi Sword lacked Gengjing and Yuanying Fire.
"Let's go. β
Chen Lang lifted his foot and took a step forward.
In an instant, thousands of sword roars roared, and a mouthful of flying swords flew out of the soil, forming a terrifying sword formation, strangling the two people who broke into the formation.
Han Ling's pupils suddenly constricted, and she was quite skeptical that the defensive power of the three magic weapons would be crushed in an instant, piercing her into a sieve full of holes?
The lifeless array was triggered at the same time, and the incomparably sharp golden threads formed a dense net, and the flying sword fell into the net, and within three breaths, it shattered.
In just a few breaths, nearly a hundred flying swords were damaged.
In this way, it will not be able to be smelted into the essence of the sword.
The sword formation must be stopped!
All the flying swords hovered in the sky, like locusts covering the sky.
Chen Lang pursed his lips slightly, for a moment, he found that there was a bright light in the sea of swords, if the sword array was running with that bright light, wouldn't grabbing this sword make the sword array stop?
One hundred and eight golden light spirit cranes immediately flew towards the sea of swords, which seemed so small compared to the overwhelming flying swords, giving people the feeling of hitting a stone with an egg.
Han Ling was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Brother Dao, is it really okay for us to be exposed to the attack of the flying sword?"
At the same time that Chen Lang controlled the golden light spirit crane, he took out fifty-four spirit crane light mirrors and laid out a small lifeless array, and the treasure mirrors were placed in their respective directions, and they could operate without the need for divine sense control, even if they couldn't resist the sword rain, there were more than five hundred blue light cover turtle shells......
"Brother Dao, what if it breaks in a while?" Han Ling asked worriedly.
Chen Lang smiled confidently: "It's not so simple to break my body shield. β
Han Ling gritted his teeth lightly and asked pitifully, "What about me?"
"You?" Chen Lang replied without pity, "ask for more blessings." β
Han Ling choked, and felt very resentful in his heart, why was this person so indifferent......
"Brother Dao......" Han Ling, who looked well-behaved, pointed to the condensed light shield that shrouded Chen Lang's body, "The talisman you just used, do you still have it?"
"What?" Chen Lang said with a smirk, "You want?"
"Little Girl...... It's still a shame to die......"
Chen Lang threw out a yellow talisman to Han Ling, and the latter took it, his whole face couldn't help but wrinkle, tilted his head and said, "Brother Dao, is it just a talisman?"
"I've given it to you, cherish it. Chen Lang said matter-of-factly.
Han Ling almost vomited blood.
"Han Daoyou shouldn't have a chance to use this talisman. β
Han Ling's eyes showed incomprehension.
The fierce battle in the sky had already begun, and the flying sword fragments poured down like a torrential rain, and the golden light spirit crane flew up and down, tearing a mouthful of flying swords like papier-mΓ’chΓ©.
An extremely dazzling light brightened Chen Lang's eyes, Chen Lang's eyes narrowed, his body rose from the ground, and he rushed into the sea of swords, grabbing the bright light with his hand.
The flying sword like a locust immediately split into two, fiercely attacking Chen Lang, pouring on Chen Lang's body like a storm, and the layers of blue light cover were broken, emitting a string of golden stone sounds that were enough to puncture the eardrum.
His eyes were full of flying swords, Chen Lang stared at the bright light, grabbed it with his hand, and the sword was like an eel that didn't leave his hand, dodging it.
"Where to go!"
The cold air that froze through the bone marrow erupted from Chen Lang's palm, and the sword suddenly became sluggish, and the sword body slowly condensed a layer of frost, gradually thickening, and after freezing in the ice, it could not be shattered, and fell to the earth.
This sword was indeed the center of the formation that made the sword array work, and after falling into the dust, all the flying swords lost their strength and fell......
Chen Lang landed slowly, and with a move of his hand, the flying sword frozen in the ice shot towards him.
This sword is snow-white, like a living creature struggling in the ice, cracks faintly appear on the surface of the ice, and in a short time, this sword will not be able to get out of trouble.
"This sword should be the Tianli Sword, right?" In the past two years, Chen Lang has consulted some information about the Desperate Sword Monarch, so when he saw the flying sword, he naturally remembered the record about this sword on the bamboo slip.
Han Ling leaned over to take a look and said, "Yes, it is the Tianli Sword, the natal magic weapon of the Desperate Sword Monarch." β
"With so many flying swords here, could they all be the natal magic weapons of the sword cultivators who failed miserably under the hands of the Desperate Sword Monarch?" Han Ling said again.
"It's not impossible. β
"Let's move on to the next location. Putting the Tianli Sword into the storage bag, Chen Lang walked forward.
Han Ling was surprised: "Brother Dao, what should I do with these flying swords?"
"I'm of great use, don't move. As soon as Chen Lang said this, Han Ling, who bent down to draw the flying sword, suddenly stagnated, and she reluctantly took her eyes off the good-looking flying sword, and chased Chen Lang in three steps and two steps.
"Han Daoyou, what do you want most from coming here?" Chen Lang asked casually.
"Naturally, it is the practice of the Desperate Sword Monarch, and there is also a flying sword with amazing power. After Han Ling finished replying, he asked curiously, "What is Brother Dao interested in?"
Chen Lang had a happy smile on his face and said, "I have already obtained the most important and satisfying thing, and in the future, no matter what is in the Cave Mansion of the Desperate Sword Monarch, it is estimated that it will be difficult for my heart to make waves." β
Hearing this, Han Ling shook his head, "Brother Dao said it too early, don't make a conclusion too early." β
"Perhaps. Chen Lang shrugged his shoulders.
Not long after walking up the valley, the two felt a rush of heat, and looked for the direction that emitted the heat, and the two came to the outside of an extremely hot cave.
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