Dragon Vein Martial God

Because he can feel that the breath of the meteorite elves is constantly falling, just like, this is the meteorite elves burning their lives, doing this thing for themselves!

"Meteorite iron!"

Jiang Ting's eyes, staring at the meteorite elf, didn't capture the Luan Yunfeng magic knife at the first time, but called the meteorite elf.

"Master, take that knife quickly!" The meteorite iron spirit was a little impatient. He didn't care about the sound, but yelled at Jiang ting.

"Stop first!" Jiang Ting seems to have noticed something!

"Master, no, I can't stop. Don't you put the goods down quickly! Luan Yunfeng magic sword is very important The meteorite iron spirit was more anxious, and continued to shout at Jiangting, "don't waste this opportunity!"

Jiang Ting took a look at the meteorite iron spirit. What the meteorite iron Spirit said is right. He can only do so!

When qijuefeng magic sword returns to its original colorful appearance, it seems to have some influence on luanyun magic sword.

Jiangting doesn't seem to continue to use too much power. Luan Yunfeng magic sword has already sent out a beep to see "Zheng Zheng". It seems that he wants to get rid of the control of Chu Ning in Beitang and run to Jiangting.

More accurately, it's running for the seven Jue magic sword.

Chu Ning of the North Hall quickly used all his strength and roared: "come back here! Recognize the Lord

The deep and dark magic blood surrounds the cloud covered magic sword, which almost hides the colorful light.

Chu Ning of Beitang almost went crazy.

The cold and gloomy power in the blood of the sorcerer came out completely. Even Jiang Ting couldn't help but step back. He didn't care about his prohibition and held the seven unique magic sword in his hand.

Because the power of blood is all entangled in the luanyun magic sword, they dare not withdraw their own power. Therefore, Jiangting and Beitang Chu Ning have no time to deal with each other.

Jiang Ting poured his blood power into the seven Jue magic sword. The seven colors of the light were very bright, and the luanyun magic sword was more unstable. He wanted to fly to Jiang Ting's side.

Because after these seven colors of light, Luan Yun Feng magic sword seems to find its own direction, that is, it wants to run to the seven Jue Feng magic sword.

When the two men fell into a deadlock, and because of the relationship between the meteorite elves, Chu Ning of Beitang had no way to quickly capture the luanyun magic sword, Chu Ning of Beitang could not help but sneer.

"Ha ha, here you are!"

All of a sudden, Jiang Ting only felt a huge force pushing him back. He didn't know how many steps he had taken back.

That's because Chu Ning of Beitang suddenly gave up the knife.

Jiang Ting's whole body is like a kite with broken line, which is out of his control!

"You're going to die with this sword!"

With the roar of Chu Ning in the North Hall, a blood red sword came straight to Jiang Ting's chest.

This time, Chu Ning of the North Hall fought against the back of the river. All the power of the magic blood was poured into the sword.

The northern hall family, who is stained with the magic blood, dare not touch the Wenling sword. It's possible that the seven unique magic swords can't resist that kind of power.

But now, if you want to save your life, you can only raise your sword to stop it.

But at this time, a small black figure came to the front of Jiangting like an instant, and accurately blocked Chu Ning's sword!

"Cha!"

Jiang Ting watched the sword of Chu Ning in the North Hall stab into the heart of the meteorite iron elf and made a sharp sound.

At the same time, after crossing a black arc, the meteorite iron spirit, whose hardness is a little unimaginable, was cut off by Chu Ning's Wenling sword!

I don't know where it landed

"Meteorite iron!"

Jiang Ting's mouth called the name of the meteorite iron elf, the sword in his hand was not idle, seven unique seal magic sword a sword light, then ran to the North Hall Chu Ning!

Two men, almost at the same time.

"Poof!"

After all, Jiangting's sword was a little late, and Chu Ning of Beitang dodged the key. This sword hit him on the shoulder!

Chu Ning of Beitang said that he didn't expect that such an accident would happen. Moreover, he didn't expect that the small and unimportant spirit could block his sword.

Even if Chu Ning of the North Hall was injured, he couldn't let go of the cloud covered magic sword.

"Miso!"

Palm move, or run to the cloud covered magic knife!

Because the meteorite iron spirit was stabbed by Chu Ning of Beitang just now. Now, he can't move at all, and the magic power he exudes is not as powerful as just now.

In an instant, Jiang Ting could not help but step back several steps in a row. He could not even check the wound of the meteorite elf.

However, when Jiang Ting was very anxious, the meteorite elf did something that shocked Jiang Ting even more.I saw that the dark hand of the meteorite iron elves went into the place where the Chu Ning sword of the North Hall pierced.

"Cha!"

He tore a huge hole in his wound.

Because the meteorite iron elf is a very special existence, even so, he did not have blood to flow down.

Only heard the meteorite iron elf with a very determined voice, said a word.

"Meimei sister, now, use my body as your protection, come out, just can help the master."

"Master, Meimei will help you!"

All of a sudden, a clear woman's voice, which was Mei Mei's voice that Jiang Ting hadn't heard for a long time.

Jiang Ting suddenly realized that after such an action, the meteorite iron elf was able to help him deal with the power of Chu Ning in the North Hall. It just fluctuated a little. Now, it's still so powerful.

Meteorite iron spirit's divine consciousness and the flesh body actually separated!?

Jiang Ting suddenly realized this situation, which for the meteorite elves, is to destroy their own rhythm!

But at the moment, Jiang Ting can't stop all this happening.

Mei Mei's divine sense came out of the hole she got from the meteorite iron elf.

"Master, don't worry, I can use the body of the meteorite iron elf to crack this man's not so pure magic blood!"

Meimei said, two small hands like lanolin jade grasped the hand of the meteorite elf.

The body of the meteorite iron elf was originally a very hard meteorite iron fossil, but now, under the action of Meimei, it is actually very soft. With Meimei's mind, Meimei seems to be in a huge protective cover, and the magical decisions that Meimei has made in her hands can be easily passed through.

These hand decisions are a little different from those made by Jiang Ting by using the power of divine consciousness. They are full of blue light, which gives people a sense of extraordinary calm.

Every blue hand is like a very beautiful butterfly, but every butterfly, with a long silk thread, is controlled by Meimei.

The power of the black magic blood, which is manic and wild, is entangled by these light blue silk threads.

Meimei said to Jiangting, "master, you just need to use your blood to control the sword. I have a way to deal with this man's magic blood!"

Jiang Ting nodded and said, "Mei Mei, be careful!"

There is the power of meteorite iron elves to help you control your own blood. As long as the other party's magic blood weakens a little, this knife must be your own!

At the beginning, Chu Ning of Beitang didn't care about the small change of the spirit in front of Jiang ting. When these blue silk threads seemed to be embedded in his blood, Chu Ning of Beitang realized that these humble blue silk threads could bind his blood!

"Go away, go away!" Chu Ning in the North Hall was so angry that he never knew that he could still have the power to restrain his blood!

"The dream of Lanling jade!"

Meimei's voice is very clear and charming, especially when the word "dream" is spoken, it makes Jiang Ting feel a trance for a moment.

Jiang Ting was able to react so quickly because of the meteorite spirit.

Jiang Ting, who has just come to realize that the strength of the other side is not so strong.

Just now, he was in a state of being suppressed. Now, with his own strength, he was able to bring the cloud covered magic knife to his side.

Between the fingers, Jiang Ting held the knife in his hand as soon as he reached out.

Mei Mei's blue silk thread was still winding around Chu Ning in the North Hall. She did not dare to speak or move.

Meimei sits on her knees in the protective cover formed by the body of the meteorite elf.

Jiang Ting finally firmly grasped the Luan Yunfeng magic sword!

"Master, now, you have the knife at last!"

The meteorite iron spirit was relieved, opened his eyes, but said such a word to Jiang ting with a smile, as if he really relaxed himself.

However, Jiang Ting was not so relaxed, and did not have the first time to see the cloud covered magic knife. He just stared at the meteorite elf and asked, "meteorite, what's the matter with you? Tell me quickly

"Master, I can feel that the Qi Jue Feng magic sword in your hand is not the same as the luanyun Feng magic sword. In fact, the things sealed on the sword are transferred to the sword in your hand, which is the real Qi Jue Feng magic sword." Meteorite iron Spirit said seriously.

Jiang Ting held the hand of the knife and couldn't help tightening it. He had never seen the meteorite spirit speak so seriously.

Since the gap to the meteorite iron elves of this magical power, Jiang Ting has a kind of indescribable, the road is not clear premonition.

"Master, don't do that. Today, I really feel that my meteorite elves are very beautiful. I successfully helped you to get the luanyun magic sword." The meteorite elf laughed, very relaxed, in a joking tone.