Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

"Roar!"

The Lingbi sea rifle suddenly disappeared after the chase of the waves, as if it was taken back to the Qiankun ring!

However, in the next second, under his armpit, he was extremely surprised and drilled, and at an incredible angle, he stabbed Li Yao’s face!

On the prickly sea rifle, countless spirals of the spirits flashed at the same time, condensed into a dragon-like appearance wrapped around the gun, the pieces were steep against the scales, the momentum was violent, the gun tip was broken, and the sound was not a sonic boom. , but the sound of the dragon roar!

Centered on Li Yao's nose, his facial muscles spread like a circle of scorpion, as if the airflow from the tip of the gun had been deeply poked into his face!

A powerful shot, provoked the excitement of the monks around the monk, the secret tricks of the Yuan Ying monks, and others can easily see!

On the attack route of the scorpion sea squirt, even the high-ranking monks who are hundreds of meters away feel the strong pressure and can't help to separate them from the two sides, so as not to be shackled.

Li Yao did not evade, even his head was not biased, so he hit the gunpoint straight.

At first glance, it seems like a stance to commit suicide.

A magical scene is born!

Seeing that the prickly sea rifle is going to put his head in a pair, the gun tip suddenly trembles, as if the sharp pursuit of the wave is not strong, rubbing Li Yao’s left cheek slipped over, just scratching his ear tip. A slap on the oil!

Li Yao took the opportunity to move forward, and between the chasing waves, there was only one head silk distance!

One inch long, one inch strong, the magic weapon like a sea rifle, you need to open a certain distance to release the maximum power!

"what happened?"

"There must be a shot that is undoubted, why is it suddenly gone?"

"The hand of the chasing wave is shaking? How is it possible!"

As a peerless master in the middle of the Yuan Ying period, the most beloved magic weapon must be controlled to the fullest, and will never make a low-level mistake that this ordinary warrior will not commit!

"Look, what is that?"

Just as many high-ranking monks, the second monk, couldn’t figure it out, suddenly someone pointed at the guntail of the puppet assassinated.

Everyone looked at the big eyes, but under the violent sun, they only saw a glimpse of gold, but they didn't know what it was.

Only the most profound Yuan Ying monk can be sensed, it turns out to be a wire that is far thinner than the silk, but extremely strong!

These wires were released from Li Yao’s cuffs. I don’t know when, God’s unconsciously rolled up on the tail of the smashing sea squirt, like a smashing line. , can make subtle changes in the attack route of the gun tip!

"What is this magic weapon!"

Regardless of the Ziji Jianzong, Jin Jiazong or other sectarian swordsmen and refiners, all of them were shocked by the chin.

This is the magic weapon of the ancient sacred world, and even all the ancient worlds. It is the single crystal mica that Li Yao brought from the Federation.

Its diameter is only one molecule in size, but its strength and flexibility are incredibly high, and it has excellent psychic passability. It can be manipulated with God's mind. It is the highest crystallization of Xingyao's material technology.

When Li Yao injects the psionic energy into it and gently vibrates it at a frequency of tens of thousands of times per second, it is like a very small and very thin saw that can "saw" most of the hardest material.

It was not an offensive magic weapon, but a refinery magic weapon that Li Yao used to carry out metal finishing.

As early as in the flying star world, Li Yao used similar mica yarns to cut various multi-curved components.

However, since even the hardest metal and spar can be cut, it is natural to cut off the flesh and bones of human beings!

"Hey!"

Dozens of single crystal mica yarns, with a small capillary needle as the counterweight and guide at the front end, smashed the vitals of the body.

In particular, Li Yao sneaked a circle of single crystal mica silk wrapped around a prickly sea rifle, more like a viper-like smashing to the hands of the chasing wave!

If Lichao does not want to be cut into more than 10,000 pieces of single crystal mica, then there is only one choice.

"Sow it!"

Li Yao screamed.

Strictly chasing the waves is very obedient, throwing hands in a moment, rushing back!

Although the hands are loose, there are two suctions on the arms. I want to use the psionic power to manipulate the prickly sea rifle, and give Li Yao a slap in the back!

The Yuan Ying monk is driving the magic weapon, but it is not only by his hands.

It’s a pity that while he was dying, Li Yao also had a slap in his legs, and he stopped the momentum of the sprint and stepped back!

While retreating, manipulating the single crystal mica wire will make the prickly sea rifle hard!

This magic weapon has been chasing the waves for decades, and has long been connected with his mind, and he has been firmly absorbed by the spirit. It is not Li Yao’s sudden incitement!

The psionic power of the two men and the single crystal mica wire are forced in two directions, but they listen to the sound of "唰", and the lower half of the scorpion sea squirt is under the high vibration of the single crystal mica. Cut off a short paragraph!

"what!"

The magic weapon of love is destroyed, and it is harder than the one who has broken one arm. The screaming screams and falls backwards. Sitting on the ground, looking at Li Yao’s eyes, it turns into a blood red. Full of hatred and madness!

"You can kill, you can't humiliate, you dare to insult me!"

He is like a crazy beast, screaming and screaming.

"You think too much."

Li Yao sneered. "You think, I said that the biggest problem with this gun is that it is in your hands. Is it laughing at you?"

Strictly chasing the waves, the extremely crazy expression is a little solid, still sitting on the ground, "Is it not?"

"Of course not, I am just telling the truth."

Li Yao said faintly, "The magic weapon is no better, but also the corresponding person to cooperate, in order to wave the greatest power! This gun is the ice crystal black iron in the depths of the northern Tianhai of the frosty month, and the tens of bundles of dragons and spirits are condensed together. In the material, the engraved array and the refining of the fire, every detail has reached a perfect level, even I can not find a little bit!"

"But I can be sure that the original owner of this gun is definitely not you!"

"The gun has a length of four feet, two feet, seven inches and nine points, and weighs one hundred and ninety kilograms of five or seven dollars. The tail of the gun is also engraved with a dragon's tail. On the one hand, it is easy to hold, on the other hand, it has a slight center of gravity. Move back!"

"From these characteristics, the gun should initially be used by a self-cultivator who is eight feet nine feet tall, arms outstretched to nine feet, two inches and five cents, and weighing between one hundred and eighty-seven pounds! ”

"Only such a height, such a wingspan and weight can be perfectly integrated with this gun, evoking its strongest power!"

"Refining this gun is definitely a master. He refining the gun. I will re-cast the fourth sword for Yan. I must take all the user's body details and movement habits into consideration. Inside!"

"This is a gun that belongs to someone, and you are not ‘someone’!”

"Your height is eight feet, seven inches and four points. The two arms are nine feet and one inch. If these two figures are still unsatisfactory, the most terrible thing is the weight. You have a full 235 pounds. , muscle arrogance!"

"Since the name is ‘Ling Ling’s sea rifle’, a spiritual word, a tattoo, it shows that the gun is going to be light and quick, and the unpredictable path!”

"For this gun, you are too strong!"

"You use this gun, the height is wrong, the length is wrong, the center of gravity is wrong, everything is wrong! Even though you have been working hard to sacrifice this gun for decades, you have been studying the guns again and again, even if you will be the gun." All the masters of the master's powers are completely copied, but how can they be swayed, the power of one thousandth of the gun masters in the past?"

"These exceptions, you can't perceive yourself in daily practice. Then I said that the biggest problem with this gun is that it falls in your hands. Is it wrong? You say it yourself!"

"boom!"

The face of Lichao is like a bomb that has been blown up by a spar bomb. It instantly turns red to the extreme. A pair of people want to vomit blood and can't spit it out. They want to marry her and she doesn't know who to look like.

"I……"

He looked at Li Yao and looked at the short-sleeved prickly sea rifle. It was impossible to parry!

Many high-ranking monks whispered, and the scorpion sea squirt was a famous magic weapon in the realm of comprehension. It was the home of the chasing wave. The earliest master was his father.

When his father was alive, he was indeed taller and thinner than him. This is no secret. Many old-time practitioners still remember it!

"I don't know, the relationship between the original owner of this gun and you, maybe your loved ones."

Li Yao said with a face, "So after you get this gun, you have to reproduce the glory of the gun at all costs!"

"However, everyone has their own characteristics and habits. Even if the same set of exercises, the same magic weapon, used by different people, should be fine-tuned according to their own characteristics, and must not be hard-pressed, blindly practicing!"

"Since your height and wingspan are shorter than the original owner of the gun, the person is stronger and the center of gravity is lower, then the gun is slightly shorter, as it is now, and then try to adjust its counterweight. Its center of gravity moves two inches and five points forward, it should be just right, and your body shape, with perfection!"

After chasing the waves for a long time, I reacted and didn't dare to talk: "You, you didn't deliberately break my gun, but helped me change the gun?"

"You are lucky!"

Li Yao smiled slightly. "Please ask the person to take the shot. The original price is very expensive. However, you must first let Yan Daoyou see the sword of the master. You can completely reassure the 'fourth sword'. Give me a recast!"

The voice did not fall, Li Yao double eyes, suddenly burst into a violent drink, single crystal mica silk mixed in the air waves in all directions, not only entangled the Lingbi sea rifle, but also wrapped around the wind and thunder, and broken Into two golden swords!

"Hey!"

Three broken magic weapons, before the original owner had no time to react, he was thrown high into the sky! (To be continued.) 8