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Chapter 945 , the tragic winged flying sword

I'll send you a chapter first, alas, I won't say it anymore, code words. Le-text

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After sensing some strange reactions hundreds of meters underground, the guy ran to Wei Xiaobei in great excitement to report the situation.

"Very good, you guys retreat first, stay away."

Wei Xiaobei didn't know if the thing found by this young man named Liu Yangyang was a flying sword with his special ability, but for the sake of safety, Wei Xiaobei still asked the generals and the hidden wolf to take them five kilometers away.

To be honest, five kilometers away is not too safe, but it is always much stronger than being nearby.

Those humans did not dare to disobey Wei Xiaobei's orders, and followed the Puren and the Hidden Wolf left.

But to be honest, it is a very lucky thing for them to be able to stay with ordinary people and hidden wolves.

Due to the blood caused by the passing of the Longbo people before, many monsters from afar were brought over. Due to the distance, these monsters have arrived only now.

Although these monsters are not strong, they have a large number of them, almost over a thousand. They can be crushed by dealing with these fifty or sixty people.

But when staying with the common people and hidden wolves, the monsters dare not get close to each other.

They could clearly feel the strength of these ordinary people and hidden wolves, especially after several hidden wolves took the initiative to attack and killed several Shang Fu, the remaining monsters did not dare to step forward, but if they wanted to leave, they were reluctant to follow them, so they followed them from afar.

After all, the smell of blood coming from these human backpacks is really attractive to these monsters.

At this time, Wei Xiaobei was already standing in front of the pile of ruins. The real mercury in his body was flowing for several times. A thin layer of energy was wrapped on his right hand, and then he punched the pile of ruins.

When Wei Xiaobei hit the ruins with his punch, the energy wrapped in his fist suddenly expanded, as if he had magnified his fist hundreds of times. In a blink of an eye, the ruins turned into countless dust and splashed around.

Just this punch not only knocked the ruins into dust, but also made a big pit on the ground beneath it.

Next, Wei Xiaobei punched the pit into the big pit, making the pit continue to grow bigger. When the depth of the pit exceeded fifty meters, Wei Xiaobei stopped this extremely rough move and instead cultivated a group of improved digging pigs.

These improved digging pigs have a mouth that looks like a shovel. As long as they pierce into the ground and gently raise their heads, they can lift two cubic meters of soil out of the pit.

More than 20 digging pigs squatted at the bottom of the pit and started construction at the same time, which quickly increased the depth of the pit. It took less than half an hour to take, and the distance from the bottom of the pit to the surface exceeded 300 meters.

More than ten minutes later, Wei Xiaobei waved his hand and asked the digging pigs to stop digging the soil. He seemed to be a big bird falling into the pit.

For ordinary humans, a deep pit of more than 400 meters is undoubtedly equivalent to a deep abyss, while for Wei Xiaobei, it is as easy as raising his leg down a step.

After Wei Xiaobei fell to the bottom of the pit, he immediately recycled the digging pigs.

As the shredded pork was inserted into the bodies of these shredded pork, the shredded pork was like a balloon that was deflated. In just a few seconds, it turned into thin skins and was eventually absorbed by the shredded pork.

This recycling effect is much better than that after the cultivation of organisms becomes a pool of black juice, the recovery rate of substances reaches more than 90%. When the cultivation of organisms becomes a pool of black juice, the recovery rate is only 40% at most.

All the digging pigs were absorbed, making the bottom of the pit empty.

However, at this time, Wei Xiaobei's eyes were focused on somewhere at the bottom of the pit.

He could already feel the breath of the flying sword!

Compared with the extremely powerful momentum before, the winged flying sword at this time seems much weaker.

No matter what, what Wei Xiaobei needs now is to find out this winged flying sword!

Take out a shovel from the storage ring, Wei Xiaobei picks it up in his hand, and starts digging.

One shovel, two shovels, three shovels

A light sound of metal impact came, and Wei Xiaobei then took a few steps back. In the small pit dug out by the shovel, a white sword light rushed out and flew past Wei Xiaobei. In a blink of an eye, an unfathomable sword mark was left on the wall of the pit!

What a good guy! He was even trampled on by Long Bo Zhimin. This feather-winged flying sword still has the ability to attack?

Wei Xiaobei was startled, his legs were tight and he was ready to evacuate at any time. At least in an environment like deep pit, it was not a pleasant thing to face the flying sword of the wings. His disadvantage was too great, and the space was small, so it was difficult to avoid it.

But then, the deep pit fell into silence, and there was no movement except Wei Xiaobei's faint breathing.

If it weren't for the unfathomable sword marks on the pit wall behind him, Wei Xiaobei would have doubted whether the sword light he had seen before was an illusion.

After thinking about it, Wei Xiaobei carefully tilted the bottom of the small pit with a shovel.

Well, there is no movement.

Continuing, Wei Xiaobei gritted his teeth and dug hard with a shovel. With a crisp sound, a flying sword with wings mixed with soil was lifted out by the shovel.

Wei Xiaobei was quick-witted and did not think about whether his hand would be cut off. He stretched out his left hand and grabbed the flying sword in his hand.

At this time, the flying sword seemed to have completely lost its life. One of the pair of snow-white and smooth wings had fallen, and the remaining wings became broken. The most deadly thing was that a crack appeared on the flying sword's sword that was almost about to break. There was still some light golden liquid remaining in the crack, emitting a strange fragrance.

Dead?

Wei Xiaobei's eyes focused on the winged flying sword, and activated the understanding of everything.

Then the attribute table of the winged flying sword appeared in Wei Xiaobei's vision.

What Wei Xiaobei never expected was that the flying sword was not dead at all, and there was a faint breath of life, but its soul strength had declined to less than twenty.

After thinking about it, Wei Xiaobei took out the ink gun from the storage ring.

As soon as the ink and wash gun left the storage ring, it suddenly became excited. A ball of black and white mist appeared from the gun's head, and then it enveloped the flying winged sword like a hungry wolf pounced on food.

The originally seemed like a dead flying sword, but at this time, it was like a water-deficient loach, struggling violently.

But the winged flying sword at this time was too weak. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not struggle out of the black and white fog.

On the contrary, a trace of light golden aura continued to float out along the crack and was continuously absorbed by the black and white mist.

However, this light golden aura was not much. Within a few strokes, no light golden aura appeared in the cracks.

Undoubtedly, the black and white mist seemed to be not full at all, and then it began to corrode the body of the flying sword.

In Wei Xiaobei's vision, the flying sword on the wings was soon dyed black and white, as if it had turned into an ink painting. As the flying swords turned into black and white, the black and white mist began to retract back to the gun head.

In a short while, the black and white mist and the winged flying sword disappeared on the gun head.

this?

What's going on?

Wei Xiaobei then checked the ink and wash gun and found that there was no change. It should be that the feather-winged flying sword is not enough to make it evolve?

Later, Wei Xiaobei took out a series of debris of the demons from the storage ring, including the flying magic spear demon, Xuanhua axe, Nine-section whip, etc. Although these demons are only three-star terrifying, their combat power is often no less than that of four-star ordinary.

But what Wei Xiaobei was unexpected was that when these demons fell into front of the ink spray, the ink spray had no movement at all, as if they were completely disdainful of these foods.

This guy has become a little sensible?

Wei Xiaobei took back all the remains of the weapon demon and then took out a drop of the blood of the Long Bo people.

The blood of the Longbo people is completely different from that of humans. Its color is dark green. Holding it in the palm of your hand is like a dark green gem, crystal clear. His skin that was even extremely resistant to Wei Xiaobei actually floated up and slowly rotated above the palm of your hand.

It has to be said that the blood of Long Bo Zhimin was indeed a bit strange, and a faint fragrance emanated from it, which made Wei Xiaobei want to swallow it in one bite.

And this time, the ink and wash gun was a little different. In a blink of an eye, the black and white mist appeared, and then it wrapped the blood of Long Bo Zhimin.

But this time, the ink gun seemed to have miscalculated.

The black and white mist wrapped around the blood of Longbo people. No matter how it devoured or corroded it, it had no effect on the drop of blood.

In the end, Wei Xiaobei simply placed the drop of blood on the head of the gun. At this time, the drop of Long Bo's people's blood was abnormal and in an instant it was immersed in the ink gun and disappeared.

This is indeed a bit strange.

But then again, Wei Xiaobei immediately felt the changes in the ink spray.

The ink and wash gun is able to bless Wei Xiaobei in his hand. Its blessing power depends on the creatures devoured by the ink and wash world. According to a difficult-to-calculate proportional formula, the more creatures devoured by the ink and wash world, the more power will be blessed.

But without devouring creatures, the power of the ink and wash gun has been increased. Although it has not been much improved, Wei Xiaobei was a little excited. If all the blood of Long Bo people in the storage ring is absorbed by the ink and wash gun, then the power of the ink and wash gun can be increased by at least ten points!

For Wei Xiaobei's current power attributes, it is already quite powerful to improve ten points.

Of course, Wei Xiaobei was really stupid just by increasing his strength and sucking away the blood of these Longbo people by the ink gun.

You know, the blood of the people of Longbo is not so easy to obtain.
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