"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

Luo Bei's eyes suddenly narrowed.

The blue fire in Bing Zhuyun's hand looked like a jumping candlelight. Apart from the flashing of ice crystals, the appearance did not look amazing, but the whole body kept emitting strong magic fluctuations. It was obviously not transformed by magic, but a magic weapon.

Although Luo Bei and Bing Zhuyun had always had an overwhelming advantage in the battle between the god of the corpse before, looking at Bing Zhuyun's extremely gloomy murderous intent in his eyes, Luo Bei did not dare to underestimate the magic weapon that Bing Zhuyun sacrificed at the moment.

"Do you think I can't do anything to you?"

As Bing Zhuyun's extremely cold sound spread through the magic circle, circles of substantial red magic power fluctuations suddenly appeared on Bing Zhuyun's body, which looked like a red fire wall. A brilliance shining with colorful rays continued to flow out from Bing Zhuyun's left hand and injected into the blue fire light shining with ice crystals held by her right hand.

Luo Bei's face changed immediately.

Luo Bei himself was already sure that the power of this blue flame-like magic weapon in Bing Zhuyun's hand must be extraordinary, but I'm afraid he will have to pay a huge price to display it. Otherwise, Bing Zhuyun's face would not have such a look, nor would he say such words.

Judging from the current situation, to control this magic weapon, not only is it a unique driving technique, but Bing Zhuyun seems to be constantly instilling his true energy into the magic weapon through the unique driving technique.

In the current world of cultivation, there are very few magic weapons that can emit five-colored rays.

Moreover, the way Bing Zhuyun constantly instills his true energy into the magic weapon in his hand made Luo Bei suddenly think of a mysterious treasure recorded in the classics.

The so-called Xuanbao is also a type of ancient magic weapon, but most of this magic weapon is refined by the ancient Xuantian Sect or several sects inherited by the Xuantian Sect, so it has this unique name.

This ancient magic weapon called Xuanbao also has one of the most prominent features, that is, it is all amazingly powerful and can kill the magic powers of cultivators above the Nascent Soul Stage. The magic weapon is sacrificed, and the power is equivalent to the power of the magic power produced by the cultivators who have achieved great success in the Nascent Soul Stage. It is already a magic weapon of the Golden Immortal level. If you can kill cultivators above the Nascent Soul Stage, it means that the power of this magic weapon must be greater than the power of the Golden Immortal level magic weapon.

In addition to having such characteristics, this ancient magic weapon called Xuanbao also has a unique feature, but it cannot be stimulated at any time like the magic weapon of other sects. Instead, it must be indoctrinated by a period of true energy, and even certain unique means must be taken to sacrifice and use it.

"puff!"

As Luo Bei's face changed, nine transparent sword auras burst out instantly and hit Bing Zhuyun.

At the same time, the corpse god also sprayed a breath mixed with yellow light, the cold wind surged under his feet, and green light popped out from his hands, and his whole body shot towards Bing Zhuyun.

The green lights popped out of the corpse god's hand were three feet long, like nails like small swords.

The current corpse god not only has amazing breathing power, but after refining so many Tianyuan yellow crystals, the Xuansha silver silk on his head and the nail called Xuanyin Atu Ren on his hand are also powerful at several levels. The Shangqing Golden Worm, which has made Bing Zhuyun absolutely confident, cannot escape the Xuansha silver silk for a while and is swallowed by the corpse god. The magic body of the Shangqing Golden Worm, which is slightly tougher than the corpse god itself, has become the tonic for the corpse god. Now most magic bodies, if caught by the corpse god, will basically be directly caught and damaged by the corpse god.

Originally, Luo Bei let the corpse god block in front of him, and he was also concerned about Bing Zhuyun's magic weapon being powerful and did not want to cause any damage to his clone. However, seeing that Bing Zhuyun had sacrificed a magic weapon that was likely to be an ancient mysterious treasure, he didn't care about so much. He just wanted to exert the power of the corpse god as much as possible and interrupt Bing Zhuyun's spell casting.

"boom!"

Seeing that nine transparent sword auras and a mysterious evil spirit mixed with yellow light were about to hit Bing Zhuyun, there was another green light behind Bing Zhuyun, and his whole body almost teleported, appearing dozens of feet away.

"kindness?"

Luo Bei's eyes sterned. At this moment, Bing Zhuyun avoided his full attack. The commander was also the magic weapon of the blue lightning wing just now, but the speed was faster than Bing Zhuyun's speed when he escaped with all his strength.

This is almost teleportation-like speed, and it is difficult to keep up with the spiritual sense locking. In other words, even if magic is constantly released, it is difficult to hit Bing Zhuyun, and the corpse god is even more unlikely to approach Bing Zhuyun directly.

"Forcing me to use this magic weapon, Luo Bei, you are so proud!"

Bing Zhuyun, who appeared dozens of feet away, looked very pale, but the true energy instilled into the blue fire of the magic weapon in his right hand was never stopped. As the colorful rays of the true energy were constantly injected into the blue fire, the magic power fluctuations on the blue fire became stronger and stronger, and it actually formed a blue flame that rushed straight to the sky. It impacted the blue magic array covering the whole valley and was absorbed by the silver light displayed in the blue light curtain, making constant sizzling sounds.

Luo Bei's heart was filled with cold air. He had only felt the aura of essence like beacon smoke from this magic weapon before. He had only felt it on the Cangyue Flying Sword left to him by Haotian Mirror and Yuan Tianyi. Although there were some amazing magic weapon auras, even if his magical powers were no less than that of Haotian Mirror, he might not emit such a powerful aura. However, Luo Bei knew very well in his heart... a magic weapon that could emit such a powerful aura might not be powerful.

Such aura alone made Luo Bei not sure that he could withstand the attack of this magic weapon, so almost the moment his attack fell, he immediately let the corpse god shoot back and block in front of him.

A "spicy" sounded loudly.

Almost as the corpse god stood back in front of Luo Bei, the blue fire in Bing Zhuyun's hand suddenly condensed into substance, like a flower carved from blue ice crystals, emitting dazzling blue light, shot out from Bing Zhuyun's hand, turning into a blue flame, flying towards Luo Bei.

While this blue flame shot out from Bing Zhuyun's right hand, Bing Zhuyun's color became pale and his right hand suddenly turned into ashes in an instant.

This kind of scene is like even though Bing Zhuyun is the one who used this magic weapon, his right hand can't bear the power emitted by this magic weapon at all!

In other words, even Bing Zhuyun has to pay the price of an arm to cast this magic weapon.

Although it is not difficult for a cultivator to reconnect an arm, for a cultivator of Bing Zhuyun, his entire body has been completely washed and tempered to a certain level by the magic he has practiced. Even if he reconnects an arm, his cultivation will definitely be greatly damaged.

Luo Bei's pupils instantly contracted.

Luo Bei had no way of judging how powerful the magic weapon that was used to damage his body and consumed a lot of cultivation was. However, the moment the blue light came out, Luo Bei felt that the dark golden velvet transformed from the magic ring on his body was trembling. This tremor was not a fear, but the fluctuation naturally arises when the magic array above flowed to the extreme.

Luo Bei himself also felt like a needle prick, cold all over his body, and explosive scalp. Only when he fought against Qilianliancheng did Luo Bei have this extremely dangerous feeling.

This reaction is a natural reaction when facing an extremely fatal threat.

This magic weapon does have the power to kill itself!

Luo Bei's pupils contracted, and the sky and earth in his eyes seemed to be left with only the icy blue color. The true energy in his body instantly flowed to the extreme, and gushed out in a roaring posture. A transparent sword light appeared in front of him, and then another layer of glass-like purple lightning light appeared, stabbing hard at the blue light that was flying in.

This magic method was a magic method that Luo Bei only realized when he was in seclusion under the Tongtian Wonderful Tree. It can be said that it gathered the power of the three magic methods: the Sword Sword Technique of the Sky, the Tongming Skill and the Daozang True Yuan Miaoyao.

When Luo Bei did not have his natal sword essence, this magic is already the most powerful magic that Luo Bei can cast.

Now, Luo Bei's understanding and understanding of several magic techniques can be realized and created new magic techniques. It is indeed an entry-level and a generation of masters. Luo Bei practices the saints of the physical body, and his life span is longer than that of ordinary practitioners. With Luo Bei's current age and progress, even if his subsequent cultivation cannot be broken through, in the next few hundred years, he may be able to combine some magic principles and create a powerful set of martial arts by himself.

Luo Bei's current entry was indeed an arrogant genius in the Taoist world. But at this moment, the transparent sword light wrapped in a layer of purple thunder like glazed light collided with the blue light, and it instantly shattered from beginning to end!

Luo Bei was shocked, and nine transparent sky-breaking sword auras appeared in front of him, and rushed towards the blue flame one after another.

At the same time, a white light mixed with yellow light also spurted out from the corpse god's mouth and hit the blue flame.

"Crack!" The sword aura of Jiutian Potian Rift was all broken, and the blue flame passed through the breath of the corpse god almost without stopping and hit the corpse god.

A blue light burst out on the corpse god's chest!
Chapter completed!