Big Devil: Starting from refining flying zombies

Chapter 96 Immortal Hero Version Steel Battlesuit

However, the power of the body supernatural power born from the spirit-swallowing secret technique has a great relationship with the potential and quality of the magic weapon.

Thinking about it, if Yan Wuxie hadn't fallen under the technique of RPG, he would have broken through to the foundation-building stage.

Then there is a great possibility to inherit the skill of summoning ghosts in the girl's hundred beauties.

It must be known that although this secret technique of swallowing spirits seems to have no limit requirements for the sacrificial magic weapon, but the practitioners who perform this secret technique during the Qi training period have limits.

If I really want to give you a magic weapon for you to devour, I'm afraid there are no practitioners in the qi training period who have such a good mouth.

Therefore, the best spiritual weapon with great potential is the best material for performing the secret art of devouring spirits.

It is estimated that this is also the reason why Yan Wuxie spent a huge price to create such a top-quality spiritual weapon as the maiden Baimeitu.

As a body supernatural power, although the ability to summon a ghost is a bit weak and useless, it is a rare method after all, allowing it to take advantage of it in battles of the same level.

And this soul-swallowing secret technique fell into Liang Xiao's hands, and he immediately thought of many more operations that were worth looking forward to.

Especially in his hand, he just happened to have a blueprint for a top-quality spiritual weapon suitable as a sacrifice - the Myriad Ghosts Mirror.

"If I can successfully perform the Soul Swallowing Secret Technique, not only will I have the opportunity to obtain another supernatural power, but I will even be able to directly break through to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment according to predictions, which is not a drag on my cultivation progress."

Liang Xiao stepped on the bone boat and returned to the small courtyard of the inner gate, while secretly planning the next way to strengthen himself.

Just as he sat down cross-legged, he searched for those doomsday worlds where ghosts were rampant and suitable for cultivating the mirror of all ghosts.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Several loud noises came from outside the small courtyard, shaking the red leaves of the maple trees in the courtyard to rustle.

At the same time, Qi Meng's angry roar of pain suddenly sounded at the rear Lingtian.

Liang Xiao opened his eyes, stood up, leaped a few times, and stood on the roof of the courtyard. When he saw it, anger rose in his chest.

The spiritual plants that were close to being harvested in the spiritual fields had already been blasted to pieces by someone casting spells.

It is estimated that the noise heard in the yard earlier came from this.

As for Qi Meng, who was serving Lingzhi, his left arm was severed at the root, and the fracture was blackened and twisted, as if he had been hit by some powerful magic weapon.

At this moment, he was lying on the ground in pain, and after venting and roaring, he looked at the uninvited guest in front of him dying.

There was humiliation, anger and deep-seated hatred in his eyes.

I saw around the Lingtian, there were three figures in red, two purple and three more at this moment.

Two of them were dressed in purple robes, they were inner sect disciples, tall and thin like ghosts, with haughty and indifferent expressions, they seemed to be a pair of twin brothers.

The person in a blood-red robe was a dwarf who was no more than three feet tall, with pigtails in the sky and a gloomy face. He was sitting cross-legged on a strange stone ball with his eyes closed.

The two inner disciples vaguely respected the dwarf.

Liang Xiao looked slightly at the red robe on the dwarf, and paused for a moment.

Although the Xinchang red robe tanned with blood spirit mouse skin looks a little funny on this short dwarf.

But this undoubtedly means that this person is a core disciple of Wanmo Nest.

"You are inner disciple Liang Xiao?"

At this moment, the red-robed dwarf opened his eyes lightly, and his shrill and strange voice seemed to be high above and careless.

"Destroy my spiritual field, hurt my subordinates, what advice do you have?"

Liang Xiao stared at the other party expressionlessly, and did not pay any respects.

Because he has the status of a second-tier craftsman, according to the sect's rules, strictly speaking, even if he is a core disciple, he will not be under him, and he can be treated as such.

But this kind of behavior made the dwarf extremely dissatisfied. He narrowed his eyes, smiled darkly twice, and then spoke.

"I know that you are a second-level craftsman, and you should be a little arrogant, but you should never show off in front of me!"

"Wu Ren, Wu Yi, slap me for me, it seems that before you can be a dog to me, you have to kill his prestige first!"

As soon as the dwarf finished speaking, the two slender inner disciples beside him immediately responded, stepped on their feet, and jumped up amidst the surge of mana.

Still in mid-air, above the palms of these two people, an ominous phosphorescent fire began to burn.

Moreover, these two inner disciples have obviously practiced some kind of combined strike technique.

I saw him moving across the sky, one left and one right, already killing Liang Xiao, sealing all his escape routes invisible.

"Two subordinates of the ninth level of Qi training? No wonder they are so arrogant!"

Liang Xiao's voice was flat, the Qiankun bracelet lighted up slightly, and at some point in front of him, a fierce figure appeared.

It is the cultivation base that has reached the ninth level of Qi training Pandora.

What's even more strange is that at this moment, Pandora's body has an extra set of exquisite black armor.

This set of full-body armor is cast in a cold and stern style, which is quite different from the ordinary magic weapon style in Tianlan Continent.

"Let's meet my masterpiece of crafting, I call it—Xianxia version of steel battle suit!"

Liang Xiao said silently in his heart that as the original version that combined technological means and crafting skills, he was looking forward to being able to display its due combat power in actual combat.

"Flying Zombies can't stop us!"

Wu Ren and Wu Yi, two inner disciples, cast an attacking spell called Ghost Flame Palm in the inner sect of Wanmo Nest.

At this moment, under full force, the phosphorous fire jumped up to a height of three feet, trying to incinerate the enemy in front of him.

boom!boom!
Faced with this fierce attack, Pandora threw out her palms together, and hit the two inner disciples like lightning.

A gust of wind mixed with phosphorous fire exploded from the roof, and the tiles in the small courtyard were shattered, as if they had encountered a natural disaster.

Pandora was one against two, and she didn't lose the wind for a while. In her blood eyes, there was no human emotion at all, only a desire for blood and killing.

Wu Ren and Wu Yi shared the same mind, they looked at each other, and at the same time exerted their strength to suppress the flying stiffness in front of them.

However, Pandora suddenly let out a long cry, and on the black armor on her body, strange restrictions began to light up inch by inch.

The surrounding aura gathers like a vortex.

I saw that the black armor on Pandora's wrist began to deform rapidly with the support of her body's cold magic power.

It is based on a certain kind of mechanical structure that has never been seen before in Tianlan Continent, but it can be called ingenious.

The armor plate on the wrist spread out like a fluttering fish scale, revealing several well-arranged fumaroles hidden underneath.

"what?"

Naturally, Wu Ren and Wu Yi also noticed the strange armor on Fei Zang's body, and some unknown movement happened.

But before they could react, the aura in the fumarole was mixed with some kind of violent explosion, and a majestic force was ejected in an instant.

Bang!Bang!
Almost powerless to resist, the two inner sect disciples were knocked into the air like they had hit a locomotive head-on. When they fell to the ground, they were already spurting blood.

The arm confronting Pandora was even more broken and distorted.

"It's not over yet!" Liang Xiao sneered.

I saw Pandora flapping her wings, leaving her toes off the roof, and flying indifferently into the air, her golden hair dancing wildly around her.

And on the strange black armor, the forbidden circuit connected by aura lights up, and finally gathers in the palms of both hands.

The frightening thunder light is gradually becoming dazzling.

This will be a blow comparable to the foundation building period!
　I don't have a single drop of inspiration today. (*)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)