My magic weapons are all rule-based

Chen Zu was still staring at Xu Shan, ready to continue questioning.

His ears moved, and a slight whistling sound came into his ears.

In a flash, the boomerang arrived!

Chen Zu acted decisively, and this time he used a little more strength.

Bang!

The boomerang sank directly into the ground.

Chen Zu lowered his eyes and looked down.

This time it should stop, although he didn't know how Xu Shan controlled the weapon.

But his strength just now was enough to hit a Jindan cultivator.

Xu Shan was so severely restricted that even if he could use a secret method to control the magic weapon, it would not be very smooth.

Just thinking about this, Chen Zu's old face, which was originally like a mummy, suddenly became more gloomy and terrifying.

The fragmented vibrations underground were constantly transmitted to his feet through the ground.

It was just that the vibrations were getting farther and farther, until the vibrations disappeared, as if they had flown far away.

It didn't stop... The magic weapon didn't stop!

Chen Zu stepped directly in front of Xu Shan and grabbed Xu Shan's throat.

He said viciously: "Boy, it seems that the divine blood has little impact on you, and you keep playing tricks. In this case, I will teach you a trick."

Xu Shan's face was flushed, and his throat could no longer make a sound.

He struggled hard for a few times.

With a few clangs, the washing machine, the iced black tea bottle, two CDs, and the Poké Ball fell to the ground.

Chen Zu's face was frozen, and he looked down.

Seeing the mess on the ground, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

But at this moment of confusion, the ground suddenly exploded!

The floor was blown into countless pieces, and a lot of soil was thrown into the house.

It splashed on the two people.

The boomerang that flew underground for an unknown distance suddenly rose from the ground and came back again.

The target...is still Chen Zu's face.

Come again?

Chen Zu was furious!

He threw Xu Shan down with one arm and dodged quickly.

With a flash of his body, he broke through the wall of the room and reached the open space outside.

The boomerang missed, and it circled in a small circle to continue the pursuit.

Chen Zu shouted angrily, and turned his palm into a knife to slash at the boomerang.

The third time... the boomerang was knocked away.

But this time, when the boomerang was knocked away, Chen Zu suddenly realized something was wrong.

The force... the force and speed of the weapon's attack changed.

It became extremely fast, at least doubled!

How could there be such a magical weapon?

At this moment, the boomerang had disappeared into the dense forest.

Chen Zu quickly raised his eyes to look at Xu Shan, but just as he was about to fly forward, a stream of light drew an elegant arc from the forest.

Then it shot towards his face!

Here it comes again, and the speed is faster?

Chen Zu was horrified and waved his palm to resist.

....

Not far away, Xu Shan had barely climbed up and stared blankly at the open space in front of him.

Chen Zu had already fought with the boomerang.

The boomerang kept spinning, and the speed was so fast that it formed a spherical shadow, completely wrapping Chen Zu in it.

The surrounding wind was blowing hard, and Chen Zu's curses could be heard faintly inside.

"Little beast, just wait!"

Xu Shan laughed foolishly.

Weird... Really weird!

He probably understood it.

The boomerang will automatically attack the user, and only hit the face...

Every time you attack the boomerang, it will increase the power of the boomerang.

This is a face-slapping boomerang.

I don't know if catching it can stop it from attacking.

But this old thing didn't pay attention the last few times and kept hitting the boomerang.

It has accelerated to this extent, and it is already difficult to get off the tiger, and it is difficult to catch it.

Good props... It is indeed a good prop!

It's just that the spiritual power consumption is too terrifying. If it weren't for the spiritual power released by the divine blood in the body.

He would probably have collapsed by now.

Xu Shan carefully observed Chen Zu who was fighting wits and courage with the boomerang.

At the same time, he summoned an electronic cigarette and dropped it in front of him.

The e-liquid was still flowing slowly, and there was not much remaining, only a thin layer.

In this situation, it was hard to say that such a coincidence was inseparable from the e-cigarette.

But he really didn't know what the consequences would be if the e-liquid ran out.

But he couldn't just sit there and wait for death.

The restraints on his body had not disappeared yet, which showed that Chen Zu was far from exhausted.

If his strength weakened and he was desperate, he might still find time to kill himself.

There was also the power of the law. While the e-cigarette was still there, he might be able to make another powerful prop and completely turn the situation around.

Thinking of this, Xu Shan tensed up all his strength and crawled towards the copper pipe where the bronze plate was placed.

It should be straight up and down there, connected to the corpse of the god... The closer you are, the faster it absorbs.

After a dark wriggling, Xu Shan touched the bronze pipe as he wished.

He held the pipe with both hands and struggled to get up.

Xu Shan's eyes were filled with surprises. Just as he expected, the power of the law here was obviously stronger... Although the improvement was only a little bit, it was better than nothing.

Xu Shan was about to raise his eyes to observe Chen Zu, and a strong feeling of dizziness swept through his mind.

A flash of white light passed by, and he was already in another world.

The surroundings were endless, pure white filled the vision, and the pressure around him was gone.

Xu Shan was immediately shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

Before he could react, a weak voice sounded in the sky.

"Young man... If you continue to inhale... I will die completely."

"You are... a phantom god! You are not dead?"

Xu Shan's heart was shocked.

The space here is very strange, and it obviously does not exist in reality.

Then there is only one possibility...the space created by the soul, his body is still in the outside world.

Who else can pull himself here except the body of the phantom god underground?

The phantom god is not dead...then he should not be an enemy, after all, the Phantom Sea Cult has been sucking his blood.

Xu Shan secretly communicated with Qingyin and stopped absorbing the power of the law.

He stabilized his mind and raised his head and said, "Senior, can you come out and see me?"

As soon as the voice fell, the figure of a middle-aged scholar appeared in front of Xu Shan.

But his face was not very good...

Xu Shan was alert and took a half step back.

But before he could ask, the middle-aged scholar spoke first: "I know what you want to ask. Although your body is in the outside world, it is safe now. Your opponent is almost unable to protect himself and can't pose a threat to you."

"Senior is..."

"You guessed right just now. My name is Zhen Yihuan. To some extent, it is appropriate for the Huanhai Sect to call me Huanshen. Although my consciousness is still alive, thanks to you, this consciousness will not live for long." Zhen Yihuan looked Xu Shan up and down and sighed, "Jindan cultivators can absorb laws and condense into entities, and can also use laws to attack enemies."

"Traversing the universe is also an unheard-of wonder... You are worthy of being the descendant of Lie Jiuzhong and Ling Wang."

I saw through his origins at a glance!

He is really a true god... and he seems to know Lie Jiuzhong?

Xu Shan swallowed his saliva: "Who is the Spirit King? I don't know him at all."

Zhen Yihuan pointed at Xu Shan: "The technique you practice is the technique of the Spirit King Han Zhen. I remember that before I died, this technique had not been created yet. People around me call it the Spirit King's Letter."

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(I took a day off yesterday because of a fever, but the disease has not recovered yet and has become more serious. I can only write one chapter today. Let me take my time... Brothers)