Chapter 568 The real master, return! 【2 updates】
Many weapons are born, and most of them must be irrigated with blood before they can be used by people.
If the person who is killed is a traitor and an extremely evil person, then the weapon is just.
On the contrary, it will become an evil soldier.
Although the power of evil soldiers is great, they are not the right way after all.
The more evil soldiers kill, the more backlash their master will suffer. In the end, the meridians will be broken and they will die.
Seven hundred years ago, an evil soldier who was "bloody" appeared in China. This evil soldier passed through seventeen masters one after another.
Although these seventeen people have excellent martial arts skills, none of them live beyond thirty years old.
Because the **** anger of evil soldiers can indeed bring great power to martial artists, even if the weapons defeat the master, countless people still flock to them.
This evil soldier was finally destroyed by the joint efforts of the six major sects, and finally stopped the **** storm that lasted for more than a hundred years.
Ye Wanlan is familiar with the history of the world, so he naturally knows the horrors of evil soldiers.
The owner of this voice wanted to kill them and irrigate the Divine Power Spear with blood. It was obvious that he had the intention to turn the Divine Power Spear into an evil soldier!
Doing this is not only an insult to Huo Jingyu, but also forcibly erasing the wisdom of the Divine Power Gun.
Shen Cehu Fu was anxious: "Your Highness, you must not let the Divine Power Spear be taken away!"
"I know." Ye Wanlan wiped away the blood from the back of his hand, "Xueqing, retreat, the next battle is not something you can participate in."
"Alan!" Su Xueqing held her hand and said in a difficult voice, "But we don''t even know where the enemy is!"
She could only see the Divine Power Gun floating in the air, but she did not see the hand holding the Divine Power Gun.
"It is a psychic who has abandoned his body." Ye Wanlan quickly explained, "He is in a soul state now, and it is inevitable that you can''t see it."
"Soul state?" Su Xueqing was shocked, "Wouldn''t that mean that physical attacks cannot hurt him at all?"
"Not bad." Ye Wanlan raised his head and looked at an old man with no hair and a terrifying face coldly. "The psychic master has only soul left, and there are only two possibilities. One is that the spiritual cultivation level has reached the extreme. There is no need to use the body anymore. Only soul cultivation can reach a higher level."
She was 80% sure that there must be such an existence in the Romanov family.
"But more situations are another possibility." Ye Wanlan said slowly, "That is, he encountered a bottleneck and had no way out and could only give up his body. However, the end of forcibly giving up his body will not exist in the world for too long."
The old man''s expression suddenly sank: "What a little girl, can you actually see me?"
He was told by Ye Wanlan. He was indeed forced to give up his body because of many reasons.
If you cannot find a way to rescue you, then in three days, his soul will completely dissipate into the world.
But God pays off on his own, and he actually found the Divine Power Spear!
Four days ago, the old man was already dormant by Farouk, but at that time Farouk had not yet repaired the two cut-off guns.
The broken magic weapon is no different from the broken iron.
He thought he would not have waited for the day when the Divine Power Spear was repaired, but he did not expect that Farouk''s casting ability was indeed superb, and he repaired the Divine Power Spear so quickly.
Now, this magic weapon belongs to him!
He wants to turn the Divine Power Spear into an evil soldier and rely on his soul to survive in the world for a long time.
No one can stop him!
As long as he lets the Shenwei Gun drink enough blood, even the Romanov family will be afraid of him in the future!
The old man''s cold and grim gaze turned on Ye Wanlan: "You have not opened the Yin-Yang Eye, nor are you a psychic. How can you see me? Could it be that it is the Taoist art of Shenzhou?"
All things in the world are mutually generated and restrained, and the unique martial arts are no exception.
The only way to restrain the psychic is Penglai magic.
Ye Wanlan slowly shook his palm.
It’s a pity that after she regained control of her body, she only practiced Penglai magic for a year.
Can you defeat the psychic who abandons your body? The chances of winning are less than 30%.
"Hmph, no matter whether you are the Taoist priests of Penglai Temple or not, I can''t stop me today." The old man snorted coldly, "But if you know something, I can''t-"
Before the rest of the words were expressed, Ye Wanlan had already moved.
She did not give the old man extra time and launched an attack directly.
Through previous observations, she was able to confirm that the old man had at least eighty years of skill.????The strong attack will definitely not work, it can only go away in secret.
“Buzz—!”
The space suddenly vibrated. Unpredictable, the old man was hit by Ye Wanlan''s attack and let out a cry of pain.
His soul also dimmed for a moment, but dimmed in a flash.
Ye Wanlan''s eyes sank.
Sure enough, with her current skills, she could not cause fatal injuries to the old man.
"Damn it!" The old man was angry, "What I hate most in my life is you Chinese people, stinky girls. Today I will use your blood to feed the Divine Power Gun first!"
Although Su Xueqing could not see the old man, she could see the Divine Power Gun.
“Clang!”
The Divine Power Spear made a trembling sound, and the spearhead stabbed Ye Wanlan at an extremely fast speed.
“Alan!”
Ye Wanlan rolled away.
“Boom!”
The Divine Power Gun hit the ground, and the ground instantly sunk.
"It''s indeed a magic weapon!" The old man''s eyes flashed with excitement, "It''s so powerful that he just repaired, and it will only be stronger in the future!"
But at the same time, his soul power was also consumed greatly.
This magical weapon is indeed not something that ordinary people can use.
Therefore, he had to turn the Divine Power Spear into an evil soldier for him to drive it!
"Your Highness Princess!" Shen Cehu Fu exclaimed, "Your Highness Princess, are you okay?"
Ye Wanlan stood sideways, blood dripping down her fingertips. She looked at the excited old man faintly: "You have just left your body, haven''t been long?"
"So what?" the old man looked disdainful, "You''d better be glad that when you met me, I only had my soul left. Otherwise, if I was in my heyday, you would have been dead long ago!"
“Swish!”
The divine power gun started again and hit Ye Wanlan''s left shoulder directly.
"Alan!" Su Xueqing lost her voice.
However, the strong wind brought by the formation forced her to retreat continuously and could not get close to her at all.
Flying sand and stones, and strong winds swept the ground.
Su Xueqing''s pupils shrank because she actually saw that Ye Wanlan did not avoid this attack, but held the handle of the Divine Power Gun and sent the head of the gun into his left shoulder.
“Still it!”
The sound of a sharp blade penetrates the flesh and blood is shocking.
Ye Wanlan still held the handle of the gun tightly with one hand. Even though blood kept flowing out, half of her left body had dyed red, she still didn''t even frown.
The old man drove the power of his soul and wanted to control the divine power gun to pull it out of the girl''s body, but was blocked by force.
The Divine Power Gun trembled violently and made a scream.
"I said-" Ye Wanlan smiled softly, "Divine Power Spear, you can''t take it away."
"I can''t take it away? Just you?" The old man sneered, "The yellow-haired girl, I also want to compete with me, thinking that you know some Penglai magic, and you are the Penglai Immortal?"
"Because, because!" Ye Wanlan gasped and let his blood fall on the gold and silver magic weapon. She sneered slightly, "It has been waiting for its real master to return."
"Pick."
Another drop of blood sank into it, and a light suddenly flourished!
Thank you for your support, see you tomorrow~~
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