Alien Dragon

The memory of the little black man emerged in Wang Luo's mind. Wang Luo suddenly discovered that it wasn't that Billy and the two of them were condensed in the Sifang Sword because of their grievances, but that there was a strange force in the Sifang Sword that forcibly sucked them Among them, the fragments of their souls were blended together.

There are Wang Luo's soul fragments in the Sifang Sword, and they have become one with Wang Luo. Wang Luo knows better than anyone how much the Sifang Sword weighs, and how capable it is, and he has never discovered that so-called weirdness from the beginning to the end. strength.

"I don't care what you are, you get out of here immediately, or I don't mind destroying this sword!"

There was a cold light in his eyes, Wang Luo stared at the room on the ground, asked coldly, and tensed up, taking defensive measures, but Sifangjian just lay quietly on the ground, without any abnormality.

"Humph!"

With a heavy cold snort, Wang Luo stopped talking nonsense, and with a thought, the pitch-black blood soul banner automatically floated up, floating on the Sifang sword, and black silk threads hung down, continuously getting into the Sifang sword.

More and more black silk threads penetrated into the Sifang sword, and gradually a layer of faint black mist gathered on the Sifang sword, completely enveloping the Sifang sword, constantly eroding the runes on the sword body.

The complicated runes gradually dimmed, but the Sifang Sword was still normal. Wang Luo's eyes flashed, and six blood snakes rushed out, surrounding the Sifang Sword, and the Blood Snake Formation took shape instantly.

Afterwards, Wang Luo did not pause at all, and typed out the Yin Jue in his hand, and the withdrawn heart-refining fire flashed out again, and merged into the Sifang Sword. He strengthened the Sifang Sword with one hand, so he naturally knew its weakness.

The Sifang Sword stands upright, surrounded by the Blood Snake Formation, constantly wearing and tearing, its body is filled with black mist, eroding the Sifang Sword, and the Heart Refining Fire directly melts into the Sifang Sword through the black mist, ready to destroy it Internal array.

Once the internal formation is destroyed, the Sifang Sword is really destroyed. Even if you want to repair it, it is extremely difficult. It is better to refine it again, after all, it is just an earth-level magic weapon.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you don't come out again, you will die together with this sword!"

The heart-refining fire waited for the opportunity to prepare, as long as Wang Luo had a thought, he could destroy the Sifang sword, but before destroying it, Wang Luo opened his mouth again to the Sifang sword, which was not at all abnormal.

After hesitating for a moment, seeing that Sifang Sword still didn't respond at all, Wang Luo changed his face and turned cold again, and his heart training fire immediately rushed towards the formation in Sifang Sword, and at this moment, a layer of black light flashed from the core of Sifang Sword, resisting Heart refining fire attack.

"Boy, stop!"

An anger that had been suppressed for a long time came out of the Sifang Sword with unconcealable anger. Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Wang Luo's mouth. Not only did he not stop, but the seal in his hand changed, and he rushed forward violently.

"Damn boy, don't you just want me to show up! I want to come out, so stop now!"

Accompanied by bursts of grunts, the black light in the Sifang sword flourished, directly forcing the heart refining fire out of the sword, and converging with the black mist on the Sifang sword, an illusory figure flashed out, glaring at Wang Luo with murderous aura.

The illusory figure gradually solidified, revealing its true face. It was a wrinkled old man dressed in black with a fierce face. At this time, the old man was looking at Wang Luo with gritted teeth, wishing he could pounce on him directly. , devoured Wang Luo.

"I thought it was some kind of ghost. It turned out to be a soul that has lost its body and loves men. No wonder the way of killing people is so cruel every time. It turns out that I really want to explode an ass. I don't have a body, so I'm suffocated?!"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, Wang Luo didn't seem to see the ferocious look of the wrinkled old man, and said indifferently, the words he spit out almost choked the wrinkled old man to death.

In fact, Wang Luo seems to be relaxed, but he has already prepared all aspects of defense, but he is a little depressed in his heart. He likes men, but in the end, he meets men who like men. The ghosts he meets are also man ghosts who like men. It's really a group of people.

"How do you know I like men?"

The half-dead old man choked, took a deep breath, suppressed the boredom in his heart, and then asked curiously, he was just a soul, and Wang Luo was able to see his sexual orientation at a glance, which is not something ordinary people can do. did it.

"I guessed, what's your name? What are you doing hiding in my sword?"

Speechlessly rolling his eyes, Wang Luo casually blurted out a word, and then directly entered the whole body. The Blood Snake Formation that hadn't disappeared was running slowly, and the heart training fire fluctuated.

Looking at this situation, the wrinkled old man looked depressed. Once upon a time, he was also a man who was popular with thousands of girls and no one dared to disobey his orders. Now he is being coerced by a small seventh-level powerhouse. It seems that he has not resisted yet. strength.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads. The wrinkled old man deeply understood the meaning of this sentence, so he gave detailed answers to Wang Luo's questions one by one. Also panicked.

In this way, during the conversation with the wrinkled old man, um, Bert, Wang Luo knew the origin of the old man, and some simple experiences, which directly shocked Wang Luo.

Burt is not from the Profound Sky Continent, but from a place called the God Continent, where strong men gather, there are as many sanctuaries as dogs, and the god level is everywhere. For a small seventh-level like Wang Luo, you can take it with you. As long as a wild beast ran over, it could crush Wang Luo to the ground.

Hearing Bert's description, Wang Luo's first reaction was to think of that fiery old man. All his experience in refining weapons was given by him, and Wang Luo will never forget the pain of burning his soul.

As for why Bert appeared in the Profound Sky Continent, Wang Luo also asked, but Bert himself didn't know why he came to the Profound Sky Continent. His soul went straight into it.

When he regained consciousness after sleeping for an unknown number of years, he realized that he was living in a gravity basaltic magnet, and his injuries were extremely serious. A casual cultivator of level three or four could destroy him.

Originally, he planned to live in the gravity magnetite until he had the power to protect himself in the Profound Sky Continent, but the sky failed. Wang Luo bought it.

Wang Luo also knew about the future. He fused the gravity basalt into the other Sifang sword, and Burt took the opportunity to inhabit the Sifang sword to quickly recover his strength.