"Boom!!"

The entire third floor shook, and the quaint token suspended above Ma Zhen's head bloomed with a bright but not bare light as if it had been activated.

In the flickering light, a transparent defensive shield instantly formed, like an open umbrella, and countless streamers and visions flowed on it, blocking all the ice needles that shrouded him, like raindrops hitting the umbrella, all of which bounced back.

Magical!

Beautiful!

The whole picture is extremely beautiful.

"Ritual weapons?"

Seeing the token bloom out of the umbrella-shaped magical defensive cover, Yun Lang was stunned for a moment, and the word 'magic weapon' immediately appeared in his mind.

Magic weapons are weapons used by low-level cultivators, which are divided into offensive magic weapons, defensive magic weapons, flying magic weapons, etc., with a variety of functional styles.

The most common ones are attack and defense magic weapons, and the token used by Ma Zhen is most likely a defense magic weapon.

Yun Lang's eyes instantly flashed with surprise, the magic weapon could exert a maximum of four or five layers of power in the hands of a martial artist, but it was different in his hands, and he could exert all his power.

He asked for this token!!

"Break it for me!!"

Yun Lang shouted, the mana in the dantian gushed, and the water vapor within a radius of dozens of meters was instantly pulled over, turning into more ice needles, and swept towards Ma Zhen like a storm.

"Puff puff!!"

The ice needles that attacked were more violent, but they were still held off by the defensive shield released by the token, and bounced back.

The ice needles that bounced back splattered onto the walls of the corridor, and holes popped up one after another in an instant, and the power was not inferior to the power of bullets.

Gao Meilan also woke up from her frightening, and fell back in fear, and the ice needle fell on her casually, and she died.

After more than a dozen security guards reacted, they fled even more desperately, compared to life, Gao Meilan's order was a fart.

Yun Lang's expression was cold, but the more joy in his eyes, the stronger the defensive ability of the token, the higher the level of the magic weapon.

From low to high, the magic weapons are low-grade magic weapons, medium-grade magic weapons, high-grade magic weapons, and a very small number of top-grade magic weapons.

However, since Ma Zhen can use it, it should be a low-grade or medium-grade magic weapon, otherwise he will not be able to urge the magic weapon with the strength of his true yuan.

Compared with Yunlang's unhurried and unhurried, Ma Zhenxin was so anxious that he couldn't do it.

Although the Sect Leader Token was extremely powerful, it needed to consume a large amount of True Yuan, and the True Yuan in his dantian was almost exhausted.

If you can't think of a way to escape before the true element is exhausted, then you will die.

The only way seems to be to abandon the Teach Token and escape.

But he was reluctant to give up the token, which was not only a symbol of the Kongtong faction, but also the one who owned the token was the master.

The most important thing is the strong defense capability of the token, and owning the token is almost the same as being invincible.

"Yunlang, you wait for me!!My Ma Zhen will definitely come back to avenge today's revenge and regain the Sect Leader's Token!!"

There is no time for Ma Zhen to be too entangled, and to survive is to give up the Palm Token, because his true yuan is about to dry up.

If you don't make a decision immediately, the defense shield of the Palm Token without the blessing of the True Yuan will disappear, and when the time comes, not only will the token be obtained by Yun Lang, but his life will also be taken away by Yun Lang.

Ma Zhen screamed fiercely, decisively gave up the palm token, took a leap, jumped directly from the fifth floor, and then fled quickly.

Without the token blessed by Ma Zhen Zhenyuan, it quickly lost its efficacy, and the magical defensive shield disappeared and fell from the sky.

Yun Lang stretched out his hand and sucked it, and the token fell into his hand.

At this time, Ma Zhen had fled without a trace.

Yun Lang didn't care about Ma really escaping, if he dared to seek revenge, he would kill him again, and the most important thing was to get a magic weapon.

The "Common Sense of Cultivation" obtained from the Sumeru vows has a detailed description of the making of ritual instruments.

First of all, it is necessary to find suitable materials, and the materials mentioned in it for making magic weapons are estimated to be impossible to find on the current earth.

Find the material and then engrave the formation, according to the characteristics of the material to engrave the attack, defense, or other formations, a magic weapon is almost complete.

However, the magic weapon is not permanent, but has a limit on the number of times it can be used, which is easy to understand, even the best machine has a lifespan.

Although Yun Lang knew about the magic weapon, which was a cultivator's weapon, he thought that he would not have a chance to get or see it, but he didn't expect to get one unexpectedly now.

I took a closer look at the token in my hand, it was the size of a palm, made of a special kind of wood, but it was as heavy as iron, and it was very heavy to hold in my hand.

The surface of the token is very smooth, as if a layer of wax has been applied to it, it may have been circulated for too long, and the color is slightly dull, but this not only does not damage the beauty of the token, but has a sense of historical precipitation.

The front of the token is engraved with criss-crossing mystical patterns, as if it is a formation, but it is actually a formation, a defensive formation.

On the back, there are two quaint words engraved - 'Kongtong', which means that this is the token of the Kongtong faction.

"Pro!"

Yun Lang snorted softly, and the mana was blessed on the token.

"Bang~~"

With a slight shock, the token automatically flew up and hung above the cloud waves, countless soft lights bloomed from the token, and strange visions flowed, forming a transparent defensive shield that protected him inside.

If the defensive cover that Ma Zhen made with the 'token' was the size of an ordinary umbrella, then now the cloudy wave is a large umbrella for sunscreen and sunshade on the beach by the sea! The area has expanded by at least four or five times.

This is the huge gap between the 'magic weapon' in the hands of cultivators and martial artists, and it is not a level at all.

The defensive range and defensive strength of the 'token' made Yun Lang very satisfied, and he shouted softly: 'Close'.

The streamer vision disappears, and the token falls from the sky, which is taken by Yunlang and collected into the Gift Ring.

After doing all this, Yun Lang glanced at the end of the corridor, her face was pale, her eyes were frightened, and she was embarrassed.

"If you still have a trick, you can use it, if you don't have it, then it's over. Yun Lang said coldly, and then slowly turned around and walked into the office.

The office was in shambles, as if it had experienced a gale force of twelve, and everything had been greatly damaged in the battle just now.

Shen Wanrong was protected by Yunlang and lay on a computer desk without any injury.

As for Gao Xueliang, he was stuck in a corner, he curled up in fear, shivering, and saying words that he couldn't understand.

The blood in his ears had not yet dried, his eardrums had been destroyed, and the rest of his time could only be spent in the silent world.

Looking at Gao Xueliang's appearance, Yun Lang did not show any sympathetic expression on his face, and he was to blame for such an end.

"Please don't hurt my brother, I listen to you everything, I promised you everything, woo. Gao Meilan crawled in from the door in embarrassment, crying and pleading.