Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

These three words from Sikong Erxue made the three people present fall into deep thought.

"The Divine Weapon of Destiny is a trap, abandon it as soon as possible..." Xiao Luo mused, "The Chosen One does rely too much on the Divine Weapon of Destiny, but calling it a trap is a bit too much, right?"

How could they have made it this far without their natal magic weapon?

I was lying down long before level 30.

What's more, they are already level 45 experts. If they give up their divine weapons now, wouldn't they be destructing their cultivation?

No one would do this.

Moreover, they don't know how to give up their natal magic weapons.

"This second sentence: Be careful with every dream you have in the future." Long Wudi said, "Is this a reminder to us to be careful about the dream god?"

The three of them nodded. This sentence was simple and direct, and there was nothing to analyze.

The third sentence made Long Wudi a little puzzled: "Never be the first to break through level 47? Why? Is it dangerous if you are too strong?"

Nanfeng thought for a moment, and then described what happened today in detail.

"Soyana can devour the power of others. I suspect that the first person to break through level 47 will become her target." Nanfeng said solemnly, "If my judgment is correct, Sikong Boxue should have been taken away. Yana devoured these three sentences, which were his last words."

"Soyana swallowed Sikong Boxue..." Long Wudi murmured in a low voice.

He has known Sikong Boxue for a long time.

Before time travel, Sikong Boxue was not a bad person, and his hypnosis skills were not that powerful.

The most he can do is play tricks on others to satisfy his own evil taste.

Sometimes, he would hypnotize the real bad guys, promote justice, and eradicate violence.

Later, Sikong Boxue was imprisoned in Little Tomato Mental Hospital, and Long Wudi often used his abilities to exercise his will.

But after time travel, Sikong Erxue's hypnotic ability instantly improved several levels.

He was lost in power.

The 'evil' in his heart was slowly aroused. He wanted everyone to obey orders and bow their heads. He wanted to be the emperor of the new world.

Sikong Boxue had such a result, and Long Wudi had already expected it.

Because even if Soyana doesn't kill him, Long Wudi will kill him.

It was impossible for Long Wudi to let such a biochemical weapon threaten the safety of the people of Longcheng.

"It's a pity that I couldn't kill you personally and give you a relatively decent exit." Long Wudi sighed slightly in his heart.

Maybe Sikong Boxue would have some regrets for not being able to die at the hands of his old enemy, right?

Although Long Wudi never regarded him as an 'old enemy'.

"I originally thought that Soyana wanted to choose one of this generation's chosen ones and support him to fight against the God of Creation." Nanfeng said, "But now it seems that I was wrong. She It just wants to devour us.”

Long Wudi smiled and said: "We are not just meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by others. If Brother Feng's judgment is correct, Soyana is only at level 45 now. As long as we can break through level 46 as soon as possible, we can kill her. ”

"Level 46, easier said than done? My experience bar hasn't increased much."

Nanfeng said, glancing at his own panel - level 45 (21%).

Upgrading is too slow.

Even hunting level 44 creatures can only provide Nanfeng with a few insignificant experience points.

If he wanted to upgrade, he had to hunt down level 45 strong men, but there were only a handful of level 45 strong men. Where could he find so many?

"Brother Feng, don't stick to killing monsters and leveling up. Practice my breathing technique more."

Long Wudi chuckled, and he started to use his skills. With every breath and breath, his body was like a huge vortex, sucking all the magic power in the air into his body, and then quickly refining it.

Nanfeng said helplessly: "I have practiced, but the effect is average. Maybe people's physiques are different."

"Speaking of physical fitness, long-term high-intensity fighting can temper the body and improve physical fitness." Long Wudi said, and suddenly struck with a palm, "Brother Feng, let me see if you have been lazy during this time. ”

【Snake Tour】!

Nanfeng leaned back, glided rapidly against the ground, and shouted, "What are you doing! Suddenly started to attack in the middle of the sentence? You were hypnotized by Sikong Boxue, right?"

"Hahaha, no one can hypnotize me."

Long Wudi quickly caught up and stepped on Nan Feng.

Nanfeng dodged away in embarrassment and cursed: "Are you serious? Xiao Luo, let's go together and show Long Wudi some color!"

In fact, Xiao Luo had already had this idea.

He wanted to have a fight with Long Wudi to see how big the gap was between the two.

"Coming."

Swish, swish, swish!

Xiao Luo's clones all came out to surround Long Wudi, giving Nanfeng some time to distance himself.

Whoosh!

Nanfeng took out his laser cannon and aimed at Long Wudi's right knee, shooting hard!

"Xiao Luo, kill him!" Nanfeng shouted, "Tonight, our Nancheng will overwhelm him in Dragon City!"

"Knife formation, rise!"

The three-man fight was on the rise, but it was very measured.

After fighting for a long time, even the weeds on the edge of the camp were not affected.

"It's boring if we don't fight." After a while, Nanfeng took the lead to stop and put away the laser cannon. "This place is too small to use it."

Xiao Luo also took back his clone.

Although he was just playing for fun this time, he could still feel a strong sense of oppression from Long Wudi's every move.

"Okay, then we won't fight." Long Wudi patted the dust off his body, but couldn't help asking, "Brother Feng, why do you keep staring at my right knee? Is there any reason?"

"Oh, it's like this, I have a skill..."

Speaking of this, Nanfeng suddenly looked dazed.

A voice appeared in his mind, repeating a sentence: Don't tell him his weakness...

Nanfeng was very familiar with this voice.

This is - his own voice.

Shaking his head, Nanfeng put these messy voices behind him and continued: "I have a skill called [Weakness Insight], which can see through other people's weaknesses. Brother Long, the only weakness in your body is at your right knee."

"Right knee?"

Long Wudi lowered his head and stared at his knee for a long time: "I don't feel anything wrong with my knee."

Xiao Luo came over and asked: "Look at me, where are my weaknesses?"

Nanfeng used [Weakness Insight] to look at Xiao Luo: "Head, heart, throat..."

Xiao Luo: "Do you need to say this? Aren't all creatures' weaknesses these...?"

As he said this, he suddenly thought of something and looked at Long Wudi.

Long Wudi doesn't have these weaknesses.

It's really, a bit strange.