Chapter 897 Blood Spear Dragon Slayer

The fire of the phoenix was blazing, and the flames overflowed with light. Ouyang Ming's eyes were chaotic, just like the evolution of sentient beings and heavens.

The white flame danced in his palm, like a mischievous fire elf.

Huo Ran, he pressed the middle finger of his right hand in the air, and suddenly, the unknown strange stone was sucked in by a suction force and melted into the fire of the phoenix. In the meticulous realm, a natural aura of Taoism rippled out, and after only a moment, his whole body was completely integrated into this world, and the aura on his body completely dissipated.

Ouyang Ming's fingers flew like flying, and his five fingers fluctuated with a special rhythm. Soon, the handle of the spear slowly took shape, and its color was bright red.

He had a strong premonition in his heart that this time, this piece of equipment would definitely bring him a huge surprise.

With a sudden movement in his heart, Ouyang Ming's mind suddenly entered the world of poison pills.

Countless fiery air waves scattered around like tides. Ouyang Ming spit out foul air from his mouth, and his eyes were like two vortexes that kept collapsing inward, spreading round and round, and poisonous pills suddenly appeared in front of him. A picture of the world formed.

This time, the scene was different from the previous ones. The sky was desolate and dark, and countless nebulae filled the sky. Mysterious black dot, this kind of black is the deepest and purest black, surpassing matter and energy, all nebulae revolve around this black dot, and the black dot becomes a black ball, constantly expanding and expanding, Shrinking and collapsing, and so on.

In the end, the clean air rises into the sky and becomes the sky, and the turbid air sinks and melts into the earth.

The entire world of poisonous pills stabilized again, and all the mottled thoughts in Ouyang Ming's mind were dissipated, as if they were easily picked up, using his hand as the pen and his faith as the ink, he carved nine black dots on the handle of the gun, and each stroke fell , are majestic and majestic, as if the sky is about to tremble, if you look closely, you can see that this black spot is exactly the same as the black spot in the poison pill world.

Ouyang Ming moved faster in his hand, raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, and immediately, the scales of the dragon came towards the wind.

After an incense stick of kung fu, the dragon scales turned into crystal clear silver juice, revealing a majestic vitality.

"Ning!" Ouyang Ming exhaled violently, his eyes were bright, and he quickly made a formula with both hands. He typed out a variety of complicated and cumbersome formulas, which were engraved on the silver juice. Appearing in the fire of the phoenix, there was a faint red light surging on it, but it faded away in just a moment.

After another quarter of an hour, a spear slowly took shape.

Ou Yangming condensed the handle of the gun with an unknown strange stone from outside the sky, the scale of the dragon as the tip, and the root of the dragon's beard as the tassel.

The long spear suddenly sucked in the spiritual energy from the surroundings, condensing countless small bubbles, spinning continuously, as if on a pilgrimage.

Seeing this scene, even with Ou Yangming's heart, his heart was beating wildly.

The chest and abdomen contracted, and he sucked in two mouthfuls of spiritual energy in a row. When he lifted his palm, a burst of energy burst out, and the sky fire stone suddenly turned red, and tongues of fire spewed out from the small holes on it. Even a trace of it will surely lead to death. This kind of flame is extremely violent and extremely hot. Of course, Ou Yangming doesn't take this kind of temperature seriously. The level of his phoenix fire is so high that it has surpassed the scope of the spirit world.

With a soft growl,

This flame is surrounded by the fire of the phoenix.

Turning into a red light, Ou Yangming visualized the dragon and phoenix in his mind, and suddenly one dragon and one phoenix spread from the handle of the gun to the tip of the gun, lifelike and intertwined with each other.

After the engraving of the dragon and phoenix pattern was completed, the noble phoenix cry and the domineering dragon roar sounded at the same time, the world suddenly became silent, and even the time was unreasonably paused. In a flash, all the spirit beasts within a hundred miles, They all prostrated themselves on the ground, whining incessantly.

Even the multi-armed vajra who has survived the six heavenly tribulations, his back seems to be pressed down by a huge mountain peak as high as 10,000 zhang. As long as he moves a little, he seems to be crushed to the ground. This has nothing to do with strength. It is the coercion from the superior.

At this moment, the contract he concluded with Ouyang Ming lit up, and the mountain that was pressing on him seemed to disappear, and so did the goshawk. The feathers on his body stood up like steel nails, and the light in the spiritual world shone brightly. The feeling of being weighed down by the mountain dissipated.

On the contrary, Rhubarb sticks out his tongue and grinds his teeth, as if he didn't feel anything, he looks at Goshawk and Doraemon with a strange expression on his face.

This voice only existed for a while, and then it completely dissipated like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water.

However, this terrifying pressure seems to be fully reflected only in spirit beasts. As for humans and fierce beasts, although they feel it, they are far from being so strong.

Even the two venerables in the city just looked dazed, not knowing where its origin lies.

When Ouyang Ming thought, the fire in the secret room faded, and everything returned to calm. He lightly exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and the suction force burst out in his palm. He grabbed it with his right hand, and when it fell, a blood-colored spear was already in his hand. The spear is nine feet long, and one dragon and one phoenix are like being carved into the blood spear by an unparalleled sharp knife. Open the same.

A domineering arrogance spread out in all directions, this is a kind of domineering and arrogance that everything in the world can be a dog.

"Good gun!" Ouyang Ming whispered, clenched his fingers tightly, and the blood-colored spear blew softly, and the sky exploded.

Ouyang Ming didn't hesitate at all, his spiritual power penetrated into the spear, and a set of data immediately appeared in his mind.

Item: Blood Gun Dragon Slayer

Rank: the first rank of lower-grade magic weapon

Attributes: toughness +41, strength +2 (silver), agility +2 (silver), durability 41 (recover one point per day)

Skills: dragon and phoenix mingling (promoting the power of dragon and phoenix harmony, destroying everything, the stronger the mental power, the greater the power) spell boost (using dragon slaughter to increase spell power by 50%)

"Huhu..." The breeze blew from nowhere and rolled up Ouyang Ming's long hair. His face was disbelieving. He took a deep breath and sighed, "This time I actually made a magic weapon!"

He only has one magic weapon, which is the ancient dragon shield, which has strong defensive power, but its attack power is not satisfactory, but he has refined a magic weapon, and it is a spear with good attack power, which makes him extremely happy. Well, Ouyang Ming is not only a powerful warrior, but also a spellcaster, and this spear can actually increase the power of spells, which is like adding wings to a tiger to him.

With the spear in hand, a warm current surged from the spear.

Ouyang Ming's body trembled, and the surging energy in his body merged with this warm current, and he felt a blood connection with the spear.

Lifting his right hand slightly, he thought to flick it away, and suddenly a sharp and unparalleled spear light swept out, and wherever the spear light passed, even the spiritual energy burned, Ouyang Ming thought, and the spiritual energy as thick as a silk The thin thread was wrapped around his finger, and with a thought, the blood gun and Long Tu suddenly pulled back, turning around and drawing a perfect circular arc, which was extremely sharp.

Ou Yangming was very satisfied, and with some tricks, he reluctantly put away the blood gun dragon.

Dressed in white, he walked out of the secret room with a handsome figure.

Ouyang Ming glanced at the sky, it was already dark, a crescent moon hung high in the sky, the moonlight was as soft as water, lightly sprinkled on his long hair on the shawl, Xue Xuanle waited for a long time outside the secret room, seeing When he arrived at Ouyang Ming, he took the initiative to greet him, and asked curiously, "Brother Yu, have you refined the spear?"

"Guess?" Ouyang Ming made another trick.

Xue Xuanle raised her mouth and said angrily, "I don't want to guess!"

The moonlight was a little cold, Xue Xuanle followed Ouyang Ming to his house, smiled like a flower and said, "Would you like me to come in and sit?"

Ouyang Ming was very honest, shook his head and said, "No."

"Stingy!" She pursed her lips and muttered, with infinite charm, turned around and walked back along the long corridor.

Ou Yangming looked at her back and wanted to send her back, but he swallowed the words again.

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In Wang's house, the spiritual spring is emitting aura, and the ice covering the lake has completely melted away.

Wang Haobin was dressed in blood, holding a piece of dry grass in his mouth, and holding a fishing rod, sitting by the lake like an old monk in meditation.

Suddenly, the cool wind blows, the small lake is shimmering, and a circle of fine ripples is formed. Under the moonlight, it is quiet and distant.

"Coming?" Wang Haobin's eyes suddenly opened, and the scarlet color in his eyes flashed away.

"Here we come!" Wang Fu replied softly as before, walked directly to Wang Haobin, and sat down.

Wang Haobin lifted the fishing rod and asked with a smile, "How is it? Did you find anything?"

The old man didn't answer in a hurry, but took out a jug of good wine from the interspatial bag, tapped the jug lightly, and took a sip with his head raised.

Although there were ripples in Wang Haobin's heart lake, he still didn't say a word, and even his expression didn't change at all.

After about ten breaths, Wang Fu replied: "The background has not been investigated, and all traces seem to have been forcibly erased by a pair of invisible hands."

Wang Haobin pondered for a while, picked up a stone and threw it in the cold lake water, with a "plop", the place where the stone fell, rippled and circled, and replied: "The more you can't find anything, the more it means that this person The background is not simple."

"It's not a simple person who can make the young master suffer twice..." the old man joked.

Wang Haobin didn't say anything, looking at the deep lake water, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Wang Fu said solemnly: "Although I haven't found out the origin of this person, but I got the news that this person once used formations to trap and kill the Teng family's two prides, Teng Mingze and Teng Mingxu. One plus one is far greater than two, even ordinary peak spiritual masters will have a headache."

"It seems that I didn't lose a lot last time! Fortunately, I sat by the lake all night." He chuckled lightly, his voice flat.

The old man didn't say anything, and then said: "And the Teng family launched a genocide war against the Xue family, so that none of the Xue family's masters survived, and the remaining Xue family remnants are currently living in the Wu family in Huixun City."

Wang Haobin's eyes flashed, and he said, "Then what about the members of the Teng family?"

"The two peak spirits of the Teng family have already set off to track them down together. Now they are stranded in a canyon outside the city. They should be waiting for an opportunity to deal with the Xue family." Wang Fu said slowly.

"Oh, so that's the case, hehe, interesting, really interesting..."...

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