"You can help me untie this prison!"
Ding Xiaoyi saw his body getting closer and closer to the rickety old man, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said to the weapon spirit.
"This is the Dao realm, not bad, not bad." The weapon spirit rolled his eyes and praised it.
Ding Xiaoyi was extremely anxious.
His body flew towards the ricket uncontrollably, and the distance was only a few feet away.
He felt the breath of death coming over him.
But there was nothing he could do. He couldn't move even a little bit, so he could only resign himself to his fate.
"Boy, who told you to be awesome all day long, and now you realize that you are actually terrible. But this clone projection seems to have some troubles.",
Qi Ling raised his head and looked at the rickety old man, with a solemn expression on his face.
When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
He thought that the God Burial Order weapon spirit could easily get him out of the crisis, but who knew that this weapon spirit didn't seem to be able to do it either.
"Boy, are you scolding me or thinking that I am not good enough?"
Although the weapon spirit was the shadow of a child, his tone was old-fashioned.
The rickety old man also noticed that a child who looked as if he was carved from pink and jade appeared inexplicably in Ding Xiaoyi's figure.
Although the child was just a shadow and had no entity, the child gave him an invisible pressure.
The rickety old man looked coldly at the child in front of Ding Xiaoyi, his eyes flickering and he said nothing.
Ding Xiaoyi felt bitter in his heart.
God Burial Order Artifact Spirit knows how to talk big, and starts to give in when it encounters a stronger person.
"Oh, sooner or later, this kid like you will be
You killed me. "The weapon spirit said sarcastically to Ding Xiaoyi again.
However, sarcasm is sarcasm, and his little hand like a jade lotus root tore into the void.
A "hiss" sound,
Ding Xiaoyi heard a sound like cloth being torn.
Then he saw a layer of water-like ripples appearing in this space, and the ripples spread out.
The confinement surrounding Ding Xiaoyi instantly collapsed.
Ding Xiaoyi's figure swept away and retreated dozens of feet away.
He held the long sword tightly in his hand and looked nervously at the rickety old man standing in the sky not far away.
"Alas, you have a treasure but don't know how to use it. You still need me to teach you."
The handsome child sighed and said to Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi was stunned.
He didn't understand the meaning of this weapon spirit, and he stared blankly at the phantom of the child.
"You have absorbed this energy light group. A mere clone projection will crush you to death. The energy in your spiritual sea will not be released. Do you know that the energy light group is...",
The weapon spirit spoke freely, but he quickly realized and stopped his mouth immediately.
"What is that energy light group?" Ding Xiaoyi was very confused, and he asked the God Burial Order Artifact Spirit in confusion.
"Okay, okay, you don't know even after I tell you. Anyway, just think about it slowly. There are many treasures in this world. You are lucky to get that energy light group."
The weapon spirit quickly waved his hand to Ding Xiaoyi and said.
He only said half of what he said, which made Ding Xiaoyi even more confused.
He wanted to know what kind of world this world was and why it was destroyed.
"Okay, just a clone projection will crush you to death. Let's see what I do.
Put away that old thing. Although there are some troubles, I am not helpless. "
The weapon spirit said to Ding Xiaoyi again in an unparalleled domineering manner.
Ding Xiaoyi didn't even have a chance to ask.
As soon as the weapon spirit finished speaking, his body suddenly disappeared.
When the weapon spirit appeared again, he had already appeared in front of the rickety old man.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw this, his pupils shrank slightly.
Being able to travel freely in this realm of death shows that this weapon spirit ignores the power of the avenue of death.
But he was trapped in this realm of death and unable to move.
He felt like he was stuck in mud, and his whole body felt like it was weighed heavily.
On the other hand, the weapon spirit ignored the death realm and shuttled directly in front of the rickety old man.
The weapon spirit showed its great strength.
Ding Xiaoyi held the sword tightly in his hand, and he looked at the rickety old man warily.
"Who is your Excellency?"
When the rickety old man saw the pink-carved child suddenly appearing in front of him, his expression changed slightly, and then he asked in a deep voice.
"Don't be so nervous. I'm just a weapon spirit." The weapon spirit waved his hand and said to the rickety old man.
"Weapon spirit?" A look of confusion appeared on the rickety old man's face.
He looked at the harmless figure of the child, but he felt extremely vigilant in his heart.
This seemingly harmless child's shadow brought him an unspeakable pressure.
"I said it was a weapon spirit, don't you believe it?" The shadowy figure of the child said to the rickety old man again.
The rickety old man looked at the phantom of the child suspiciously. The phantom actually gave him an invisible pressure, which surprised him.
Although he is also
A clone projection, but he is an entity and not an illusory shadow.
And his entity was formed with the help of Long Qi's physical body. In essence, he was different from the virtual shadow of the weapon spirit.
"Old guy, how many star fields has been occupied by the God of Death? Do you want to turn the entire universe into a Star Field of Death?"
The child's shadow seemed to know something inside, and he asked jokingly to the rickety old man.
Hearing the question from the phantom of the weapon spirit, the expression of the rickety old man couldn't help but change again.
His eyes sparkled, and he looked coldly at the phantom of the weapon spirit.
same time,
The realm of death around the rickety old man surged up, turning into invisible mountains and shrouding the phantom of the weapon spirit.
"It's useless, old guy. Even if your true form comes, it will be useless. You are just one of the twelve angel clones of the God of Death."
"Even if your master, the God of Death, comes, he won't be able to restrain me. You'd better worry less." The weapon spirit shadow said jokingly to the rickety old man.
Hearing the words of the virtual weapon spirit, the rickety old man's face darkened.
The surrounding area has long been sealed by his Death Avenue domain, and the phantom of this weapon spirit ignores the layers of imprisonment, which shows that the strength of this weapon spirit is not trivial.
"How can my lord be compared to you? What kind of weapon spirit is your Excellency? Why have I never seen or heard of it?"
The rickety old man had a fearful expression on his face, and he asked the artifact in a solemn voice.
"Old guy, if you still want to stay in this ruined world, I won't force you. However, there seems to be some problems in your Death Star Territory. I still suggest that you go back and take a look. How are you, your master?
It seems impossible. "
The phantom of the weapon spirit said mysteriously to the rickety old man.
Hearing the mysterious words of Qi Ling Xuying, the rickety old man's expression changed drastically.
Ding Xiaoyi did not hear the conversation between them. The conversation between them was isolated by them using the supreme secret method.
He saw a proud smile on the face of the weapon spirit.
But the rickety old man had a look of horror on his face.
He didn't know what the two sides talked about, which would frighten and frighten the rickety old man.
The sirens present were also confused, and naturally they could not hear the content of the conversation between the two.
"Of course you have never heard of me, but your master should know. Remember that I am the God Burial Order Artifact Spirit. Return to your master and tell your master properly."
The weapon spirit showed a proud and domineering expression on his face, and he said proudly to the rickety old man.
Upon hearing Qi Ling's words, the rickety old man's expression suddenly changed.
There was an unbelievable look in his eyes. Apparently he had also heard of the God Burial Order, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
"Go back, go back to the star field you should go to. This world is already chaotic enough, even if you can really find it..."
"But your world will also be reduced to ruins like the previous world. The Death Star Field is just a grain of sand in the universe, and Death Eternity is a joke after all."
A melancholy look appeared on Qi Ling's face, and he spoke to the rickety old man.
To the ears of the rickety old man, it was like a bolt from the blue.
His eyes widened, and there was a hint of helpless bitterness on his face.
"Who are you
How do you know that you are definitely not a weapon spirit? "The rickety old man's face became extremely pale, and he said to the weapon spirit phantom tremblingly.
Qi Ling Xuying's face was calm, and he just looked at the other party quietly.
It can be seen from Qi Ling's calm and composed eyes that what Qi Ling said is no lie.
