PFC Chapter 247 Black Dragon Evil Spirit
Chapter 247 Black Dragon Evil Spirit
A sharp white blade erupted from the edge of the bright moon blade. The speed of the white blade was extremely fast, even surpassing Night Breeze's speed, as if it wanted to tear everything around.
Lu Qing's eyes almost couldn't keep up.
You must know that the Yuanying monk's energy can be gathered in the eyes, so that all movements around him can become extremely slow, which is also the strength of the Nascent Soul monk.
But even so, Lu Qing still couldn't tell the speed of the blade.
In the eyes of the surrounding disciples, it was just a matter of a moment.
boom!
The Bright Moon Blade slashed at the sword light in Lu Qing's hand without hesitation.
The tyrannical force is constantly pulling in the air.
The two black dragons on the edge of Lu Qing's sword let out a miserable cry, and then they were completely cut off by the bright moon blade, turning into black air that filled the sky and dissipated.
Afterwards, the strength of the Bright Moon Blade increased instead of decreasing, and it hit Lu Qing's sword again.
The violent metallic chirping sound seemed to be that extremely pleasant musical note.
By the time everyone reacted, Lu Qing had already let out a muffled snort, and retreated more than a hundred steps, and the soles of his feet even drew a deep ravine on the ground.
The sword energy pervading the air makes people fearful.
Only Zhao Sen stood with his sword in his hand, with all the strength outside his body.
"So strong!"
Everyone burst into amazement.
Lu Qing frowned even more, looking at the gap in the blade of the long sword in his hand, his eyes were about to pop out, this is one of his most beloved swords.
It was made of black iron, and it has been with him for so many years without any damage.
But Zhao Sen's random move just now was able to destroy the blade of his sword.
This was absolutely impossible before.
"The magic circle!"
Suddenly, he noticed strange lines on Zhao Sen's sword.
He had seen this kind of thing in ancient books before.
It is the magic circle that can be enchanted on the magic weapon, which can increase the power of the magic weapon.
"I didn't expect you to be a bit knowledgeable. This is indeed a magic circle!"
Zhao Sen said lightly.
This is because the power level of the Bright Moon Blade is not enough. It is only a basic magic weapon, so it can only accept the blessing of the highest third-rank magic circle. If it is an intermediate magic weapon, then the level of the magic circle can be raised to the highest level of sixth grade.
In other words, it can increase the power of the magic weapon by about 60.00%.
Absolutely a sky-defying level of increase.
If so, this 30.00% power is enough to make the Bright Moon Blade stand out among the Nascent Soul Magical Artifacts.
Tu Fu's face also became serious.
Talismans, magic tools, and magic circles are the most scarce items in their Floating Cloud Sect. If Zhao Sen can be caught, all these things can be used on the Floating Cloud Sect.
Then the strength of the Floating Cloud Sect will be greatly improved in the entire mountain range.
"The group of demons dances wildly!"
Lu Qing clenched his teeth. So many people were watching the battle between them. Even if they lost this battle, it would definitely not be easy for Zhao Sen to win.
In fact, as early as Zhao Senxiu's promotion, he was already a little afraid.
But as the great elder of the Floating Cloud Sect, he couldn't back down in the slightest.
No matter what, we must fight on.
Roar!
The sound of dragon chants continued to resound in Lu Qing's body, and then black dragons soared from his body, looking like a dense mass of black dragons, roaring intertwined with each other.
This is simply a nightmare for dense fear.
The Wia on it is extremely powerful, and has already reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Triple Layer.
"go with!"
Lu Qing swung his sword, and countless black dragons scrambled to open their bloody mouths, struggling to go straight to Zhao Sen's position. The tyrannical aura made the air between the sky and the earth become oppressive.
All they could see in the eyes of the crowd was the black air and the evil dragon that filled the sky.
However, according to Zhao Sen's feeling, these black dragons contained a lot of lifelike taste.
Frowning slightly, the Bright Moon Blade slashed down again.
It's just that this time it wasn't as easy as Zhao Sen imagined. Countless black dragons bit the blade of Bright Moon Blade one after another, making a teeth-piercing creaking sound, which was extremely ear-piercing.
Instead, Zhao Sen's body was forced back a few steps, and the vitality of his whole body burst out, and it was continuously conveyed into the moon blade to resist the bite of these black dragons.
"what!"
"how can that be!"
"Just now, Master Xiao Zhao could still suppress him? Why is he suppressing him now instead?"
The disciples in the nursing home burst into doubts.
I can't even figure out why.
Not far away, Lu Qing laughed wildly, the energy and blood essence in his whole body were constantly burning: "Hahaha, this is the monk I have been refining for many years, each of them is a black dragon, it is my Given them longer life and strength, it is not so easy for you to break them open."
"really!"
Zhao Sen said in a deep voice: "I knew that those monks who were caught in the Floating Cloud Sect had already been killed, but I didn't expect your methods to be so cruel, to use living sacrifices to absorb their power to perfect yourself! "
"It's despicable!"
"Shameless!"
"The people of Floating Cloud Sect are really hateful, they are heinous!"
Everyone was angry, especially Bai Lao and others, they knew deeply that among these black dragons, some belonged to their Bai family.
The people of the Floating Cloud Sect actually refined their disciples into their own strength.
The means are not vicious.
This is simply not paying attention to the disciples of other families.
"So what, as long as you can improve your cultivation, so what if you kill them? The way of cultivation is that the strong are respected!" Lu Qing didn't take it seriously, and didn't take this matter to heart at all.
There was no sign of repentance at all.
"At first, I wanted to abolish you and give you a way out, but now it seems that there is no need for it!" Zhao Sen said with a sullen face.
Lu Qing sneered: "You should worry about yourself first."
"These creatures, do you really think you can trap me?"
Zhao Sen's eyes flashed.
The next moment, Lu Qing's eyes widened.
A mighty force erupted in an instant and turned into billowing force. Countless dark clouds suddenly gathered above Zhao Sen's head.
Holding the sword in one hand, Zhao Sen drew the index finger with the other, and drew a series of strange and obscure lines in the void. It looked very strange, but following the appearance of this line.
Dark clouds began to surge.
Click!
A deafening thunderclap resounded through the sky.
Even the ground trembled, as if an earthquake was about to occur.
Everyone's figures also swayed, and then Zhao Sen withdrew his fingers, but the lines floating in the mid-air flashed golden light, and went straight to the thick dark cloud.