National Cultivation of Immortals: Prove the Tao and become sanctified

Chapter 116 Magic Weapon
In the Sendo Committee.

The news about Yang Ming, who just joined the club, and Zhu Gui's PK has already spread.

Everyone knows Zhu Gui's strength.

Many great players in the Immortal Dao Committee were unwilling to fight Zhu Gui.

First, Zhu Gui's strength is indeed very strong.

Second, Zhu Gui has many supporters within the Xiandao Committee.

What he has done can quickly enrich the spiritual energy and quickly enrich the earth's products.

Many players support this kind of thing.

Those ordinary people who failed to become players are even more happy to hear about it.

Therefore, Zhu Gui is now a thunderbolt, whoever steps on it will be unlucky.

It's like wasting time on Zhu Gui's affairs, it's better to develop more in the Immortal Dao Continent.

This is an idea of ​​all the great players at present.

just now.

A player who just joined the club, who didn't know the depth of the water, wanted to fight Zhu Gui.

This matter has aroused the interest of many players.

According to the latest news just now, Zhu Gui suffered a big loss and was beaten to death when the two fought against each other for the first time.

This explosive news immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the Immortal Committee.

They all began to look up Yang Ming's information through various relationships.

It's okay not to look at it, but it's really scary to see it.

Inferior spiritual root, first in the novice area, with a treasure in his body, crushing a group of high-grade spiritual root players by himself.

The even more unbelievable news is that this player named Yang Ming has very likely entered the hidden sect "Holy Gate".

"This is amazing."

"Why does an inferior spiritual root grow so fast and enter the hidden sect?"

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon."

"He actually managed to kill Zhu Gui once?"

"Don't he know that there are many people behind Zhu Gui!"

"This guy is really a newborn calf not afraid of tigers."

"I don't live long!"

A group of master players are looking up Yang Ming's information.

Some are interested, some are doubtful, and some are angry.

"I heard that the two are in a hurry now, and they are going to fight again."

"It is not only the difference between superiority and inferiority, but also life and death."

"Come and make a bet, take a gamble, and see who can win in the next PK."

"Zhu Gui is a body-training player, and has a powerful transformation technique. I will definitely beat Zhu Gui to win. I will bet on a purple magic weapon."

"I bet Yang Ming wins, if he can kill Zhu Gui once, he can kill Zhu Gui twice."

"I reckon, Yang Ming was able to win before, nine times out of ten it was a sneak attack."

"I bet on Zhu Gui to win, and I bet ten Lingshi."

"Great player PK, absolutely exciting, I'm going to watch."

A large number of committee players began to tell each other and set up bets.

Even some ordinary people in the committee followed suit and started betting.

...

Yang Ming counted and knew that Zhu Gui would come.

He didn't leave either, just stood there and waited for the rabbit to get up.

really.

Zhu Gui rushed over quickly.

He stopped at a distance of five miles from Yang Ming.

This time he was smarter.

Yang Ming has great strength, high defense, and fierce hand-to-hand combat.

To deal with such players, it is natural not to fight in close combat, but to keep a distance.

The distance Zhu Gui chose was 5 miles.

At this distance, he happened to hit Yang Ming, but Yang Ming would definitely not be able to hit him.

Choose a location and distance.

Zhu Gui took out a simple blue-black stick.

The stick is two meters long and fits perfectly in the hand.

Taking out the stick, Zhu Gui looked at Yang Ming's expression, and sneered a little playfully.

Yang Ming was slightly surprised.

He looked carefully.

Five miles away, he could also clearly see the blue-black iron rod emitting orange light.

orange?

This is the first time Yang Ming has seen this equipment color.

"Is this a magic weapon?"

Yang Ming was a little surprised.

The magic weapon has its own weapon spirit, which can self-cultivate, help the master to cultivate, automatically protect the master, and automatically attack.

Very powerful.

Yang Ming sensed it with his mind.

really.

The green and black iron rod has an active spirituality, just like a living thing.

Moreover, there is an incomparably thick force on the stick.

This power is like a mountain, like a big river, making people feel their own insignificance.

Yes, this must be a magic weapon.

Yang Ming had a look of confirmation on his face.

"You even have magic weapons?" Yang Ming became interested.

"Do you still know the magic weapon?"

Zhu Gui said arrogantly: "Have you ever seen the power of magic weapon?"

"never seen it."

Yang Ming told the truth, he just hadn't seen it before.

"Then you will learn a lot today!"

Zhu Gui laughed.

As soon as the subject changed, Zhu Gui suddenly asked, "By the way, how many lives do you have now?"

"me."

Yang Ming smiled.

He immediately knew Zhu Gui's intentions.

That is to brush him off as a boss and explode his equipment.

It's really beautiful.

As for how many lives Yang Ming has left, it's hard to say.

Every player has ten chances to revive, and Yang Ming is useless even now.

In addition, if the resurrection opportunity is used up, you can also use the level to exchange it.

When the level is exhausted, you can also consume the spirit root in exchange for the chance of resurrection.

Yang Ming conservatively estimated that he still has at least 13 chances to be resurrected, so he has a strong foundation.

"Three or five times, how many times do you have left?"

Yang Ming asked with great interest.

"Oh, you are really miserable."

Zhu Gui looked proud: "As for me, you don't deserve to know."

Done.

5 miles apart.

He waved the iron rod casually.

moment.

A force as heavy and fierce as a mountain appeared in front of Yang Ming without warning.

This power is not very subtle.

It is huge, thick, solid, and fierce.

There is a feeling of being overwhelmed and suffocating.

"This is the characteristic of the magic weapon? It's really strong."

Yang Ming's eyes lit up.

Unexpectedly, this Zhu Gui is so rich.

Even richer than him.

What a big fat sheep.

Facing the powerful force coming like a mountain, Yang Ming immediately released the magnetic armor.

boom!
A loud bang.

As if Mount Tai was overwhelmed, this force hit the Yuanmagnetic armor.

Yang Mingyi remained motionless.

The Yuan Magnetic Armor shook and blocked the blow.

"This doesn't break the defense?"

Zhu Gui's eyes widened in disbelief.

He waved the iron rod in his hand repeatedly.

One after another, the 'mountains' smashed towards Yang Ming.

There was a loud bang.

Yang Ming's Yuan Magnetic Armor resisted all attacks.

Zhu Gui was completely dumbfounded.

The spell-breaking divine power cone that was blasted out before was designed to break armor and spells.

Although awesome, it is only a golden magic weapon after all.

And now.

The stick in his hand is a magic weapon.

The magic weapon is stronger than the golden magic weapon, and I don't know how many times stronger.

He still can't move Yang Ming.

Zhu Gui realized that Yang Ming's first prize in the novice area must be a piece of defensive equipment.

"This defense is too strong, how can we fight this?"

Zhu Gui was a little out of breath.

He finally realized why the player who possesses the treasure is called a true god-level player.

A piece of treasure-level equipment completely crushed ordinary players like them.

The greed in Zhu Gui's heart was even worse, and he wanted to get this treasure even more urgently.

"It seems that the only way to do it is to use a big move!"

Zhu Gui gritted his teeth.

He put away the iron rod, intending to come up with the method of pressing the bottom of the box.

And this time.

Zhu Gui noticed that Yang Ming had also moved, took out a sword, and looked at it calmly.

Immediately afterwards, he swung his sword lightly.

It's not a wave, it's just a slow stroke in the air.

A bad premonition rose in Zhu Gui's heart.

But did not wait for his reaction.

His whole body was split into two halves by an invisible sword energy.

It is divided into two vertically from the middle.

Hang up on the spot.

...

"My mother! What kind of equipment is this?"

In an old house in the country.

Zhu Gui came back to life and cursed angrily.

Zhu Gui saw Yang Ming's sword clearly.

It is a broad-edged sword that looks very ordinary, and it emits a faint blue halo.

That means, that sword is a blue piece of equipment!
Holding a blue weapon, can you kill yourself with a sword from five miles away?
What power is this?
Zhu Gui didn't believe it.

Holding a blue weapon is so powerful, if you get a magic weapon, wouldn't the attack power be against the sky?
Naturally, Zhu Gui didn't know that Yang Ming's sword was Xuanyuan sword, and its material was Yuan iron.

Yuan iron belongs to the fifth-order material in the Immortal Dao Continent, and it is an extremely high-level existence.

"Can I really beat him?"

Zhu Gui was a little skeptical about his life.

But on second thought.

He immediately dismissed the idea.

The power of a magic weapon can only be fully revealed in a place full of aura.

There is no aura on earth.

The magic weapon's power has been weakened by almost 50%.

If he went to the Immortal Dao Continent, he would definitely be able to kill Yang Ming.

What's more, he still has the means of pressing the bottom of the box to no avail.

"Nima's."

The more Zhu Gui thinks about it, the more it makes sense.

He immediately added Yang Ming as a friend, and sent a message: "If you have a chance, go to the Immortal Dao Continent to fight!"

"Okay, post the location."

(End of this chapter)