Chapter 122 Demon's Sword

"Okay, since that's the case, I won't force it." The old appraiser hanged up. The old appraiser's reaction made Xiao Ling stunned for a moment. Xiao Ling thought that the old appraiser would be angry, but he didn't expect that he would be so calm. After thinking about it, he figured it out that he didn't need to tear his face with him. If he broke these things into the Brakada Presbyterian Church or the immortal warlock king Aland, he would be in trouble, so he chose to endure.

Brakada has hundreds of ancient families, each of which has some special abilities. These abilities are their capital to establish themselves in the Free Kingdom of Brakada. The stronger the family strength, the greater the influence. Although the seven families of Mokonasa descended from Mokonasa have been passed down for a long time and have a great influence in Brakada, they are still much worse than the warlock king Alande, because Brakada was founded under the leadership of the warlock king Alande, almost every warlock would shout when he walked to the battlefield: "For the glory of the warlock king Alande." Aland's position in the minds of all warlocks is irreplaceable, so no family dares to challenge the authority of the warlock king Alande.

"There are 130 blood-colored practitioners in front of them." At some point, thirty blood-colored practitioners were refreshed at the end of the corridor. It might be that Fan Luna brought them over and stationed there. Mu Lin glanced at Xiao Ling and said, "You can do it yourself, I can't help."

Xiao Ling looked at his own attributes and smiled and said, "One hundred and thirty blood-colored practitioners, it's a little bit." If it weren't for normal times, not to mention 130, even if there were only three, Xiao Ling might not be able to beat him. But now, under the guidance of the power of the devil, Xiao Ling's attributes are so high that it's very simple to kill these little monsters.

System: Under the guidance of the demon's power, the completion degree is 42%.

The two granules on the shoulder blades behind Xiao Ling finally broke free from the robes, tore the robes open two holes, and a pair of very small red flesh wings grew, just like bat wings. Xiao Ling flapped his wings slightly, and felt his body lighter. His feet slowly left the ground. The red flesh wings had not yet grown completely, but were full of strength. Every flapping could arouse a small whirlwind.

There was a powerful consciousness in his mind that was awakening. Xiao Ling knew that this was probably the consciousness of the demon Carlos sealed on the Demon Ring of Hilile. Once his consciousness was truly awakened, it would occupy his body and Xiao Ling's mission would fail. He just didn't know what kind of system punishment he would be punished by that time. Xiao Ling suddenly remembered why Fan Luna had a satisfied smile after her death. It turned out that she used her life as a sacrifice ceremony to speed up the resurrection of the demon. No wonder Xiao Ling felt that after killing Fan Luna, the speed of the guiding power of the demon increased.

Mokonasa's body must be destroyed as soon as possible. After Mokonasa is resurrected, he will be a pure demon, with the bloodline and power of a demon, but Xiao Ling is not. Before Xiao Ling can completely guide the demon's power, he is just a half-baked demon, and he will definitely not be able to defeat Mokonasa.

The end of the Blood Church was shrouded in red light, and a powerful demonic aura swept across here. Xiao Ling knew that Mokonasa's consciousness was awakening, and his consciousness echoed with the consciousness in his body, as if communicating something.

"You protect yourself." Xiao Ling said to Mu Lin.

Mu Lin nodded, and after a moment, she said softly: "Be careful."

It was rare to see Mu Lin so gentle. Xiao Ling smiled and said, "I'm leaving." After that, he vibrated his wings and flew forward. A powerful demonic power surged in his body. It kept flowing on Xiao Ling's body, gradually transforming into a dark golden bone war, covering Xiao Ling's whole body. Bone spikes grew on his wings, and the skin on his body turned red, and the wings gradually hardened, making people look frightened.

Xiao Ling's demonic wings gradually stretched out, and finally formed a pair of giant wings with a wingspan of about three meters. Xiao Ling tried to feel the speed of flying. This feeling of flying was really pleasant. It would be great if there were a pair of wings all the time. Xiao Ling had a sudden idea, could he use mechanical alchemy to make a pair of wings for himself? This idea seems feasible, but it is very difficult, so you may try it in the future.

I have to say that Xiao Ling's adaptability is still very strong, and he quickly adapted to the demon wings behind him. Xiao Ling took out his staff to prepare to cast magic. He found that it was very difficult to mobilize the magic elements around him. It took him half a day to cast a magic. The system setting, when attacking the ground in the air, the magic attack intensity, magic singing time, magic attack frequency, etc. will be reduced, and the range-attack magic cannot be released. Xiao Ling thought about it and said that this setting makes sense. If the magic attack intensity, magic attack frequency, etc. will not decrease after flying into the air, it is really terrible for melee units on the ground. Unless they can find a flying ride, they are some moving attack targets.

Xiao Ling felt something strange about his palms, put the staff into the package, looked at the palms, and gradually transformed into a black long sword. The sword was black all over, and the hilt was made of dark gold metal and carved with patterns of various demon creatures.

Demon's Sword: a lower artifact, formed by the devil's power, which cannot be held by non-demon's power owners. Attack 5200-5700, attack speed 87, strength +10000, agility +10000, spirit +2000.

Special effect: Demon devours it, and has a certain chance to devour the opponent's soul and restore the holder's blood. The recovered blood depends on the opponent's soul strength.

Space distortion: master the power of space to a certain extent.

Demon Ability: Obtain the basic demon attack skills.

Xiao Ling looked at the Demon Sword in his palm. The attributes of the Demon Sword made Xiao Ling stunned. Is this the power of the lower artifact? This is too terrible. Legendary and epic equipment cannot be compared with it. This is the difference between humans and gods! Mortals are absolutely unable to make such weapons!

Xiao Ling looked at his own attributes. Under the guidance of the demonic power, Xiao Ling's power has greatly surpassed the spirit and has become the most prominent of many attributes. In other words, Xiao Ling, a mechanical alchemist, can fight like a warrior, and it seems that this battle will probably test his close combat skills. Xiao Ling is right to think about it. He has never seen a demon casting long-range magic, and most of the demons fight in close combat.

Xiao Ling has no experience in close combat, but after all, the warriors have been in the group for so long and have been influenced by so long, they have learned a little more or less about melee skills. Moreover, Xiao Ling usually pays great attention to observing the close combat skills of many melee professional players, in order to be prepared for the future when pk with melee professional players. Unexpectedly, he will use it first now. Although he cannot learn all these skills, he can at least play seven or eight points, and he can barely deal with ordinary battles.

Very uncomfortable with the feeling of holding a sword, Xiao Ling adjusted the way he held the sword to make himself tighter. He danced casually and danced a series of sword flowers, adapted to it, and looked at his skill panel. There were many temporary skills on the skill panel, including demon charge, demon rushing, etc., which are more suitable for melee combat and should also be carried on the Demon Sword.

The Demon Sword is too powerful, but Xiao Ling knew that this Demon Sword did not belong to him, it was just a task item, because the Demon Sword cannot be held by the Demon Power owner. When the mission is completed and the demonic power on his body disappears, Xiao Ling will not be able to hold this Demon Sword.

Looking at Xiao Ling's back flying away, Mu Lin thought for a moment, entered a hidden state and followed, preparing to help Xiao Ling when necessary, although she knew that with Xiao Ling's current ability, she didn't need her help at all.

Xiao Ling's appearance is now like a hell demon, flapping his red wings behind him and rushing towards the blood-colored practitioners.

Devil charge!

Xiao Ling suddenly accelerated and rushed into the blood-colored practitioners. The demon sword in his hand drew a shadow in the air and slashed at one of the blood-colored practitioners. With a thud, the blood-colored practitioner had cut into his head before the blood-colored practitioner could react. The demon sword had already cut into his head, blood was flying, and his brain was overflowing. The blood-colored practitioner fell into a pool of blood without even saying a word. The more than 50,000 damage that the blood-colored practitioners had made Xiao Ling stunned. Is this his own attack damage? It's too incredible.

Furious posture!
Chapter completed!