After the spirit of the weapon entered the circle, the light of the circle radiated even more, directly enveloping the spirit of the weapon.

In fact, it stands to reason that weapons with Qi Ling are almost out of the category of weapons, and become another kind of life, so they shouldn't be so weak.

The monster blamed this weapon spirit, maybe it was locked up for too long, when the coffin was opened, it couldn't wait to rush out, but its body remained in the coffin, and as the coffin was closed again, it made him completely safe. The connection between the body and the body was cut off by the occupancy time, which gave Luo Bo a chance to catch it.

Of course, Luo Bo doesn't know about these things now. He is looking at the weapon spirit that is constantly charging into the formation but can't get out. He feels that the weapon spirit is so weak, and he doesn't think it has any attack power at all. look.

And Luo Bo still thought in his heart, is it not worth it to offend an old monster who lived more than a thousand years ago for such a weak thing.

The round 16 formation didn't last long. After the spirit entered, the circle emitted light and imprisoned the spirit. At the same time, the circle that was originally on the ground broke away from the ground.

It flew up, and approached the immobile Artifact Spirit while shrinking.

As the circle moon got closer, Qi Ling's struggle became more severe, but it was useless, although the Qi spirit trapped by the circle kept changing its shape and wanted to rush out, it was a pity that it was of no use.

When the patterns on the circular array were completely printed on Qi Ling, Qi Ling became obedient and stopped resisting, but flew to Luo Bo obediently, not moving.

And when the circle was completely printed, Luo Bo also had a different feeling. The spirit in front of him had a different connection with himself. As long as he moved his mind, he could decide whether the will of the spirit existed or not. .

Of course, Luo Bo wouldn't be so stupid. He clearly made Qi Ling recognize his master, and even ground Qi Ling away.

People who do this are fools, because fools.

"Little guy, don't worry, from now on, you are my partner, and I will not hurt you!" Looking at the slightly trembling Qi Ling standing in front of him, Luo Bo comforted with a smile.

As if feeling Luo Bo's kindness, Qi Ling did not tremble, but began to fly around Luo Bo, as if to seriously look at the person in front of him who used a strong formation to force him to admit his master. people.

"Little guy, let's see what you are!" Looking at Qi Ling's appearance, Luo Bo didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It actually believed it.

Of course, Luo Bo didn't lie to him, but he really wouldn't hurt him. He just felt that this weapon spirit was too easy to trust people.

Not caring about Qi Ling flying around him all the time, Luo Bo came to the side of the coffin again.

Crouching down, Luo Bo slowly put his hand on the coffin lid, and then slowly opened it.

This time nothing was flying out of it, and Luo Bo's heart that had been hanging all this time was finally relieved.

As the coffin lid slowly opened, the contents inside finally appeared in front of Luo Bo.

Inside the coffin, there was a blood-red long knife lying inside. This knife was very similar to the Tang knife Luo Bo used before, but it was much wider than the one Luo Bo used before, but it was not It will give people a heavy feeling.

Luo Bo slowly reached into the coffin and took out the knife.

With the knife in Luo Bo's hand, Luo Bo felt something was wrong.

To say that the knife in his hand was really good, the moment he touched the knife, Luo Bo felt a layer of evil spirit covering it, but not much.

The material Luo Bo can't tell what it is, but that's not the point. The point is that this knife is really not good, and it feels like it's not much like those twelve-craft knives.

What makes Luo Bo wonder is, since the knife is such a dish, how can someone spend so much time and energy to create it? Is that person sick?

Luo Bo, who repeated the red long knife in the coffin's hand, thought to himself.

At this moment, Qi Ling, who had been watching Luo Bo, finally looked at Luo Bo's whole body.

After reading it, he flew in front of Luo Bo, shook his forehead up and down, as if he recognized Luo Bo, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared into the knife.

At the moment when Qi Ling hid into the long knife, there was nothing to support the long knife except for its strange shape, and there was a new change.

I saw a huge blood-red evil spirit emanating from the long knife, which directly wrapped Luo Bo in it.

Luo Bo, who was wrapped in the blood-red baleful energy, was not harmed. Instead, he felt the true energy that had been circulating in his body, and at this time, it actually accelerated.

"Is this your ability?" Luo Bo felt the change in his body, and looked at the long knife with some joy.

At this time, a child's voice suddenly sounded in Luo Bo's mind: "How is it possible, this is just a small ability of mine! I have many more powerful abilities!"

The moment the voice sounded, Luo Bo immediately entered a state of vigilance, looking around, trying to find out who was talking.

"It was you talking just now?" After realizing that there was no one around, even the young man who was very respectful to the woman left here when the woman flew into the 480 sky, so Luo Bo found no one around , looked at the long knife in his hand with some uncertainty and said.

"Of course it's me!" At this time, Luo Bo's mind rang again, but this time there was a little pride in the child's voice.

"Can you talk?" Luo Bo was very surprised by the voice in his head. Although he knew that Qi Ling could indeed communicate with his master, it required a very powerful Qi Spirit. It's not that bad, I can communicate no matter what.

"It's over, it's over, I didn't expect this master to be a fool. What he said at the beginning must have lied to me. I just came out and wanted to talk to a fool master. My life is over, woo~ woo~~ woo~~~~" The thoughts in my mind The voice even took on a crying tone as it spoke.

"What idiot? Although I know that some spirits can communicate, I just didn't expect you to be able to!" Luo Bo retorted unwillingly when he was called a fool by a knife.

"Aren't you a fool?" Qi Ling's voice was still crying, but after hearing Luo Bo's words, it was much better, at least the crying stopped.

"Of course! Have you ever seen such a handsome fool?" Luo Bo said as he wiped his hair on his forehead with a long knife in one hand.

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