He had a lot of inventory, and he took out a black and faint sword-shaped spiritual weapon in the ring, the primary spiritual weapon "Black Star Pattern Sword". I made a gesture in my hand, the weight is moderate, and the shape looks like it is more than two feet long, so it is very easy to use.

Use your divine sense to probe the performance again, it's not sharp enough. But there is one thing that Lin Dong is very satisfied with, this sword is made of a kind of extraterrestrial meteorite iron, which is very hard. The sword is also equipped with formations such as solidification, making the sword even harder. It's enough to cut each other with the best spiritual weapons.

"It's hard, it's good, I like the thing that can't be broken no matter how you cut it. And what kind of meteorite iron is made, maybe some unknown treasure. ”

The divine consciousness left a mark in the main formation, and all that remained was to refine it with the true element and increase the degree of fusion between the spiritual weapon and him.

Placing the Black Star Pattern Sword in front of him and not refining it for the time being, Lin Dong took out the Shadow Thorn.

Shadow Thorn followed him for a long time, and held it in his hand again, and the familiar cold feeling came from the palm of his hand.

Black, made from the ribs of the king of the Shadow Demon Clan. Slender and sharp, it was easy to break through the protection of the first-order demon beast, and it was Lin Dong's trump card for killing the demon beast.

With a confused look in his eyes, he aimed the tip of the thorn at the center of his eyebrows, feeling the goosebumps on the skin of his eyebrows, "At the second order, can this shadow thorn still maintain this kind of defense-breaking sharpness?"

According to his luck after building the foundation, he put a question mark on the role of the shadow thorn.

A backhand stab, and the shadow stab silently stabbed into the ground.

Judging from the feel, he didn't have to make any effort to pierce the shadow thorn into the bluestone.

Lin Dong shook his head, still unsure if he could break the defense. Although the bluestone on the ground was hard, it was still much worse than the skin of a second-order demon beast.

Placing the shadow thorn next to the black star-patterned sword, Lin Dong took out another black bow.

Most of them are half a man tall, and the bow and strings are black. A few strokes were carved into the bow in the shape of a dragon, and there was no other decoration.

Lin Dong touched the bow body with his hand, the bow body was cool and smooth, as if held in blood, giving people a feeling full of blood. This bow was carefully made by himself, using the flesh and blood backbone of ten earth demon snakes as the bow body, and its tendons as strings, with a force of 5,000 catties.

Lin Dong's eyes flashed with a strange light, the arrow shot out of this bow was the arrow of killing.

Black is the color of killing.

Take out the same black arrow, the white arrow is unusually dazzling. The arrow is in the shape of a thin diamond, and the edge is as thin as a cicada's wing, and there is a faint streamer flowing on the edge.

This is made of insect crystals, and only the thin arrows made of insect crystals can withstand the incomparably huge impact force, ensuring that the arrows can completely pass through the protection of the demon beast and give it a fatal blow.

The finger slashed through the arrow, and a bloody streak appeared on the belly of the finger. Under the action of vitality, small wounds heal quickly.

This kind of arrow that could break through his skin was exactly what he wanted. Hunting demon beasts, he is not going to hunt them one by one like other cultivators, he wants to hunt them in pieces.

It's crazy, he's ready to indulge once. After building the foundation, how many grievances in the Qi refining period must be vented, to find confidence in the demon beasts, and to find the feeling of blood in the cultivators who may take advantage.

With twenty such arrows stuck in front of him, Lin Dong's eyes fluttered. He didn't like killing, but he had to choose killing in order to cultivate. The world made him kill all that he could.

"Then kill hard, kill until you get tired of it, and kill until you can't kill it. ”

He knew that his eyes must be red by now, and maybe a little wolf.

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and press down the murderous aura that is about to spew out of your chest.

When the need arises, he will not hesitate to cast it. Looking at the swords in front of him, stabbing and stabbing and twenty swords, Lin Dong put them away with a wave of his body.

Standing up, he took out a ruler-long knife-shaped supreme magic weapon from the ring. Put it in front of you and take a closer look, this magic weapon is not bad, the back is thick and the blade is thin, and it looks extremely strong.

Holding both ends of the magic weapon with both hands, Lin Dong closed his eyes.

After three exhalations and three inhales,

"Hey. ”

With the strength of both hands, the muscles in the body were tensed like steel wires, and the whole body was shining with an inch long.

I saw that the magic weapon was gradually bent and deformed under the action of an irresistible force.

He felt like he was using only half of his strength, and he became excited. This kind of strength has almost reached the limit of the second-order body cultivation.

"Drink," Lin Dong exerted his strength again, and the glow of his hands suddenly lit up.

"Smack. ”

The artifact had been folded with empty hands.

This is just the beginning.

Three hearty shouts sounded in the room, followed by the sound of Lin Dong looking up to the sky and laughing.

After being folded three times in his hand, he only threw the magic weapon the size of a palm on the ground. There is no shadow of the magic weapon anymore, and it has become a piece of scrap metal.

With such strength, Lin Dong was sure that he could wrestle with the demon beast, the second-order demon beast.

At this time, Lin Dong swept away the depression at the beginning, and his heart was refreshed.

As said in the previous life, when God closes one window, he must open another window.

While he was on the rise, he clenched his hands into fists and struck sideways.

A "boom" sound exploded in the room. The air in front of him shook, and its strength and speed were more than twice as strong as the first step.

Nodding with satisfaction, with such a level, there is no need to make more preparations for demon hunting.

Tomorrow will be a new beginning for him.

Now, Lin Dong returned to Dongshu's room and fell asleep with the quilt in the fragrance of the senior sister.

Early the next morning, Lin Dong walked out of the room full of energy.

The little finch is doing a routine morning exercise, wearing a gravity suit, running around the small courtyard.

After sweating on his little face and wiping it with his hands, the little finch continued to run.

Lin Dong looked at the panting little finch, this is only a twelve-year-old child, and he already knows how to temper himself desperately. That is so much older than her, and has more responsibilities than her, and it should and must work harder than the little finch.

After running 200 laps, the little finch's morning exercise was over.

Trotting in front of Lin Dong, Xiao Qi'er gasped and said, "Brother, why did you get up so early today?"

Feeling that his old face was red, Lin Dong coughed and said, "Brother, I want to help my sister cultivate, so I will get up late." ”

The little finch was noncommittal, sweating all over her body, and kept scratching and scratching with her hands on her body. He looked very uncomfortable.

Lin Dong smiled, took the little finch's hand, and brought it to Dong Shu's room.

Put a wooden bucket of water in the room and set the spirit wood on fire. I put some bath medicine in it and used it for her to recover.

After finishing this, Lin Dong said to Xiao Qi'er, "You wash here and recover by the way." ”

He jumped to the barrel and stretched out his hand to test the temperature in the water, which was the time to boil.

The little finch said happily, "Thank you, brother, my brother is so good to the little finch." ”

can be thanked by the little finch, the little finch can be happy, Lin Dong himself is also very sweet in his heart. The feeling of taking care of your loved ones is also part of happiness.

The little finch began to untie her coat, and Lin Dong hurriedly walked out. The little finch is too big to be next to it.

"Brother, will you help the little finch take a bath?" )