Chapter 1262 8
Spirit Sword Attack, received a faint effect.
In fact, it can be seen that the black dragon will definitely overthrow himself by relying on his own internal strength, but he doesn't, and I don't know what kind of conspiracy he has.
Whatever the conspiracy is, it creates an opportunity for himself. If you are given the opportunity, why not take advantage of it?
Therefore, at this time, the verbal attack is urgently needed, and it will definitely have a certain impact. The white-clothed Langjun boasted to himself: "How about it, you know the power of the spirit sword." ”
The old man understood what he meant, and said, "Those who are interested, leave quickly." ”
The black dragon didn't see this scene magically at all, understood what they meant, and snorted coldly and said, "Worm tricks." Just because of your two hits, you still want to play with me? ”
No matter what he said, he didn't have time to deal with it. He said with a high attitude: "Yes, it's this fist and leg embroidery, and it still beats you up, isn't it?"
"Hehehe. "The black dragon was not only not annoyed, but behaved solemnly. "I know what you mean, and I want to put a kind of pressure on me verbally. However, I'm not a three-year-old. Okay, don't be too quick to talk there, it's good to recognize the facts, lest you die ugly. Say, you do it yourself, or I'll do it. ”
"Black Dragon, you are too talkative, arrogant, and you have to pay the price. The old man said in a way that suppressed his momentum.
"Stubborn. In that case, what bother. When the words fell, the black dragon spat out three flavors of real fire, and the fireball rolled in.
That's the trick of the worm.
Previously, the white-clothed Langjun used the spirit sword into an umbrella and broke his fire attack, so there was such a statement.
As he spoke, his mind came to mind, and the spirit sword and phantom shield withstood the fireball. However, the fire seemed to understand its meaning, and instantly bypassed it and attacked.
Without cover, it is like a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs.
Even if the white-clothed Langjun can go to the sky and the earth and be invisible, but it has no effect on this fire, and he follows it very closely.
The mana of this fire was so powerful that the white-clothed Langjun and the selfless old man had nowhere to escape, and in the end, they were burned by the fire.
The selfless old man was killed on the spot.
The spirit sword was besieged by the fireballs, and the master was in trouble and was unable to break free.
In fact, what the black dragon wanted was such an effect, which led to the appearance of the spirit sword, and used the three-flavor true fire to besiege and refine it, but as everyone knows, it backfired and was extremely disappointed.
The spirit sword has not changed its original quality at all, and it stands firm.
Although it is in the middle of the fire, the power is not diminished.
For the white-clothed Langjun, the black dragon knew that as long as he was burned by the three flavors of true fire, he would have no chance of living, and he would be destroyed in an instant. Therefore, they did not care about him at all. What concerns is how this sword refines it.
The white-clothed Langjun was burned beyond recognition, his hair was bare, and his body was unscathed, fortunately, his body was not out of shape, his body was intact, and he was safe and sound.
The fire continued unabated, and some red turned blue, symbolizing that the fire level had been upgraded.
After a while, the white-clothed Langjun had lost his ability to resist, and was at the mercy of the power of fire. Floating in the air for a while, and then falling to the ground, like a ball hitting the ground, with the help of the force of the impact of the lift.
Confused in the air, I can't help myself.
It was a strange situation like this, I couldn't feel any pain, and after a while, I woke up.
Where am I?
Looking ahead, it turned out to be floating in the air.
The body is lying down, the fire is still burning.
Stretching out his arms can still call, staring at his eyes, he can still swim, touch his heart, his pulse is still there, it turns out that he is not dead.
What's going on?
Incredible.
Although he knew that he was immortal, he didn't expect that the three flavors of true fire were meaningless to him.
Knowing this, the mind began to direct itself to the ground.
Sure enough, his wish came true and he reached the ground.
The first thing I saw was that the old man who had no self had been burned to the point that there were no traces left behind. Look at it again, the black dragon surrounded the spirit sword, trying to get it by all means. Perhaps, he couldn't afford to get this treasure, so he kept an eye on it. Seeing him, he seemed to be thinking about something.
"It's been so long, I think you've seen enough. ”