Count black lion's face is full of pain. He can't find a way to kill Lin Hao. He can only continue to fight hard. However, just when the count of black lion thought that the battle was going to last until the new year, he suddenly found that the young man jumped up and down in front of him.

The count of black lion, who has experienced a lot in the battlefield, immediately grasped the gap and poured his whole body's spiritual power on the broadsword,

"beast, die under my strongest blow!"

The black lion count who catches Lin Hao's mistake gives his hand with all his strength. His whole body's spiritual power is surging wildly. In an instant, he condenses the extremely gloomy black air on the broadsword.

At that moment, the whole black sword seemed to come back to life in an instant. It came out of the count of black lion's hand and floated directly into the air. After a circle in the air, the dark air twisted, as if it had aura.

In less than a moment, the black sword seemed to be directly integrated into the black air. The black air surged, and in an instant, a crazy lion with a height of about Zhang was set up in the air!

"Roar!"

With the roar of the wild lion, a terrible and gloomy spirit power suddenly swings away, and it looks like a king walking in the dark in the dark.

"Hahaha, little beast, it's God's gift to die under my attack! I'm not afraid to tell you that Lao Tzu's weapon is a treasure for crossing the spirit into the weapon. With my ancestral martial arts, boy, you will surely die today! "

"Go ahead, swallow the lion!"

The count of the black lion roared. The black lion in the air made a dive towards Lin Hao.

"Oh, it's over!"

Lin Hao couldn't help but feel the terrible smell from the huge black Sphinx.

By mistake, Lin Hao releases the sky swallowing black lion. Its combat power reaches to Cough, cough.

"You can't scare me by crossing the spirit into the weapon!"

Lin Hao's long sword burns a purple red flame, his sword points to the black lion, and his majestic spiritual power converges in front of him,

"two two three four, one more time, the lion's head of the flame Yang cone burns red!"

Lin Hao repeated his old skill and instantly gathered a huge flame vortex in front of him. However, an unexpected scene happened.

"Roar!"

An earth shaking roar came. The huge black lion in the sky roared. Unexpectedly, without the order of the count of the black lion, he rushed towards Lin Hao!

"Well, how about fighting away from psychic power supply? Is it so fierce for Du Ling to enter the weapon

Lin Hao's eyes glared and looked like hell. Just because the black lion in front of him didn't even have the spiritual support of the count of the black lion, he directed at Lin Hao!

You know, if you want to achieve a long-distance strike, you have to enter the throne to get rid of the spirit combat. But now the count of the black lion has achieved this with his martial arts and weapons. Lin Hao is not surprised.

Although Lin Hao also has the artifact of crossing spirit into artifact, and even Lin Hao is such a powerful weapon refiner who can cross spirit into artifact, but There is no comparison at all!

How can the local weapon of crossing spirit into weapon be like that? This artifact of crossing spirit into weapon in our hand, emphasize, artifact!

Why don't dragon singing sword have this ability?

Lin Hao stares at the Dragon Yin sword. He already has the idea of stewing the Dragon Yin sword. But Lin Hao still suppresses the impulse. After all, there is still a lot of trouble to solve. Let's spare this artifact for a while.

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