I!Yama's strongest son-in-law

Chapter 372 The Spiritual Tool Recognizes the Lord (3)

After Wang He's words fell, the purple orb suddenly released a trace of purple light.

Wang He was shocked.

It never occurred to him that Purple Orb didn't want to choose him as its master, but it wanted to attack him, which was beyond his expectation.

It was also because of this that when he noticed a trace of purple light coming, his reaction was slow and he did not dodge it.

"laugh!"

A soft sound.

A trace of purple light hit Wang He's lips, and Wang He felt his lips go numb for a while. When he reacted and retreated violently, he suddenly realized that the trace of purple light that hit him did not seem to be Want to really attack him, because if you really attack him, he won't just feel numbness, but pain.

After he stopped, he reached out and touched his lower lip, but there was no bleeding.

It can be seen that the purple awn released by the purple orb is indeed not aggressive.

"What the hell is it trying to do?"

Wang He looked at the purple orb suspiciously, only to see the purple orb floating in mid-air suddenly dangling back and forth, like an elated child, venting its joyful emotions.

Wang He was dumbfounded.

He really didn't understand what the purple orb wanted to do, neither chose him as the master, nor really wanted to attack him.

Is it
Is it playing tricks on itself?
Wang Hesi thought about it, and only this explanation made sense, why the purple orb didn't respond just now, but after he finished speaking, the purple orb released a trace of non-aggressive purple awn that made his lips numb.

"That. What do you mean?" Wang He asked tentatively.

The purple light of the purple orb suddenly became stronger, and it flew over suddenly. When Wang He saw this, he wanted to retreat subconsciously. After all, the purple orb couldn't speak, and he couldn't communicate with him normally. Judging from the behavior of the purple orb playing with him just now, the purple orb is extremely spiritual.

He was worried that if he didn't retreat, he might be in danger later.

But he made up his mind quickly.

No refund!

Xiong Aoyun said before that it is extremely difficult to subdue a naturally formed spiritual weapon. What he is facing now is an unknown danger, but it cannot be denied that if he survives this danger, his harvest will be great. Incomparably huge.

As the saying goes, crisis and opportunity coexist.

What's more, his current opportunity is obviously higher than the crisis, so he has to fight no matter what. If the purple orb really recognizes him as the master, then not only will his strength skyrocket, and he will go to the devil world to find the colorful flower of Moyao , his chances of survival will be higher.

Therefore, Wang He did not choose to retreat.

He stood still and waited for the purple orb to fly towards him.

The most important thing is that Wang He really worked hard this time. Thanks to the lessons learned by Xiong Aoyun, he did not enter a state of alert. He was not wary of the purple orb. When the purple orb flew close to him, There was even a gentle smile on his face.

The spiritual weapon has spirituality, Wang He boldly guessed, whoever treats it badly, and whoever treats it fiercely, it will treat anyone badly and fiercely.

It released purple grass to attack Xiong Aoyun before, which is the best proof.

So Wang He really let go of his heart this time. In his heart, he regarded the purple orb as his friend, his confidant, and even his brother.

The purple orb seemed to have sensed the kindness Wang He conveyed to it. It flew to Wang He and stopped. It shook happily for a few times, and then began to circle around Wang He.

Wang He didn't know what it was doing.

However, it didn't ask aloud, nor did it stop it.

After a while, Wang He stretched out his hand subconsciously. He didn't know why he did it. When he reacted and wanted to take his hand back, the purple orbs flying around him suddenly stopped. , Immediately afterwards, his pupils gradually dilated, because he saw the purple orb slowly falling into his palm.

"This"

Wang He was dumbfounded again.

He really didn't know why he stretched out his hand suddenly, but the purple orb fell into his hand very docilely.

The purple orb was warm in his hand, very comfortable, Wang He held it carefully, and then brought it to his eyes to stare at it carefully.

This is Wang He's closest look at the purple orb.

Its volume is no different from that of an ordinary apple, and its whole body is purple. Under its round shape, many purple grasses adhere to it like earthworms. Like living creatures, Wang He watched them constantly changing their shapes and positions.

After looking at it for a long time, Wang He asked softly: "Will you choose me as your master?"

Wang He spoke in a low voice, as if he was afraid of scaring the children.

The purple orb that was quietly in Wang He's hand suddenly emitted a burst of light, and then, it released a few strands of purple awns.

When Wang He saw Zimang, he was startled, wondering if the purple orb was going to attack him again?
Just when he was slightly startled, Zimang floated towards him.

Wang He was taken aback.

When the purple orb played with him just now, Zimang's speed was very fast, and he couldn't dodge it when he realized it.

But this time the speed of the wisps of purple light released by the purple orb was a little slow, he could fully react and dodge it easily.

now.

There is a multiple-choice question in front of him.

To hide or not to hide?
At this time, no one can give him an accurate answer, and no one can make a choice for him, because only he himself has the right to choose.

Although Zimang was slow, but because the distance was too close, Wang He didn't have much time to think about it.

In an instant, Zimang has come to face.

How to do?
Wang He gritted his teeth for the last time, and then made a decision.

don't hide!

He didn't know whether the purple awn released by the purple orb was aggressive, but he always felt that the purple orb treated him very well and trusted him a little, otherwise it wouldn't have stopped in his hands. Because of this, he decided not to hide and let the purple mans attack.

In the blink of an eye, Zimang struck, this time not attacking his lips, but his nose.

No, to be precise, the wisps of purple awns didn't really attack his nose, but got into his nostrils.

Wang He was taken aback.

What is this for?
Just when he was puzzled, he clearly felt a few wisps of purple awns drilled into his nostrils quickly flowing through his body, he calmed down after being slightly surprised, because although the purple awns were flowing through his body, , but he had no discomfort or pain.

At this moment, Wang He held the purple orb in his right hand, and then stayed there without moving.

At this time, no one knew what Wang He was doing.

However, everyone staying at the edge of the tiankeng knew very well that the purple orb seemed to have chosen Wang He.

As for them, there is no chance.

"The spirit weapon actually chose him."

"Who is this person?"

"do not know."

"never seen it."

"Looking at his appearance, he looks a bit like an earth cultivator."

"Earth cultivator? Such a weak person is also worthy of having a spiritual weapon?"

"No way, the spirit weapon chose him."

"Who said there is no way? The spiritual weapon has not yet completed the identification of its owner. As long as he dies, the spiritual weapon will naturally choose its owner again."

"Hey, why didn't I think of that?"

"Then who will kill?"

At this time, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Although everyone knew that as long as the boy at the bottom of the pit was killed, the purple orb would choose another owner, and then they would have the opportunity to become the owner of the spiritual weapon again, but problems followed one after another.

Who will kill?

After a while, someone made a suggestion: "Whoever kills him will have the priority to communicate with the spiritual weapon."

This person's suggestion immediately gained everyone's approval.

So, soon someone said, "I'll go."

The next second, the man jumped into the sinkhole, and when he landed, he ran towards the motionless Wang He without hesitation.

But just when he was about to approach Wang He, suddenly, a black figure stood in front of him.

The man stopped, frowned and stared at the black figure standing in front of him, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I will kill whoever dares to disturb the identification of the master of the spiritual tool." The black figure is Xiong Aoyun, looking at the other person with cold eyes, and asked: "Do you want to try?"

(End of this chapter)