"This, it's such a big piece of bone, no wonder, the bone claw wants to fuse with it." Qin Lang immediately understood why the bone claw reacted so violently, as if a younger brother saw his elder brother and wanted to go and seek refuge immediately.
"What happened to that big knife? Could it be that all these bones were chopped into pieces by that big knife?" Qin Lang looked at the scene in front of him and did not go forward directly, but stood in the distance and watched quietly.
The bone claws in the stone box in his hand were still shaking, burning red, and the hot stone box was a little hot.
Above the power of the petal-shaped space in the distance, the skeleton moved slightly, as if it wanted to throw the big knife out. As soon as it moved, the big knife immediately buzzed, the sound was dull and powerful, as if there was an invisible big hand holding it.
The broadsword felt like it was pressing against the bones.
Suddenly there was a flash of white light, and a white mist suddenly rose from the pale bones, and an extremely huge skeletal image rose up.
The broadsword shook wildly, pieces of rust peeled off, and the image of a huge broadsword also rose.
Big Bone and Big Sword fought fiercely in the air. The big knife was swung into the wind, and the blade was radiating in all directions. The sound was terrifying. Big Bone did not give in at all, and collided with the big knife again and again, shaking the entire petal-shaped space.
The power was scattered and shattered, turning into a vacuum area.
The big sword and the big bone are matched against each other in chess, and neither one can do anything to the other.
After a while, the broadsword seemed a little tired, and the image shrank back into the rusty body. The big bone seemed to still have some strength left, and it rotated violently for several times, and struck hard towards the broadsword.
Bang!
A loud noise reverberated in the space, causing Qin Lang to quickly block his hearing. Even so, his mind was shaken, and he could hardly hold the stone box in his hand.
The body of the broadsword was knocked out of the bone seam, and the big bone immediately flashed with a forest-white light. The gap after the sword was withdrawn was filled in, and the cracks on the bone were also repaired to some extent.
"This bone is so powerful." Qin Lang was extremely shocked. What on earth is going on? A battle between a bone and a big sword? Do they all have sanity?
From the looks of it, this battle seems to have lasted for a long time. At first, the bones were cut with cracks by the big knife, and then there was a stalemate. Now, the bones seem to have gained a little upper hand, and they slowly repel the big knife.
No wonder the bone claws in his hand are so restless. If the bone claws are fused together, the bones will definitely gain an advantage immediately and hit the sword out.
But why are there so many rust stains on the broadsword? Can such a spiritual magic weapon still rust?
Yes, it should have been tempered by the special power of space laws in this third stomach. Those rust stains must be impurities of the broadsword itself.
In other words, the sword is currently in the process of transforming the ear. If the transformation is completed, maybe the big bone will be chopped into pieces by it again?
Qin Lang made wild guesses for a while, and the thoughts in his mind completely revealed Dong Ling, which shocked Dong Ling extremely.
"Why is this guy getting smarter and smarter? With such limited information, he can analyze so clearly?" Dong Ling also admired Qin Lang a little. Although he is sometimes unreliable, there are other times when he is...
He is a bit scary to be smart, which may be the fundamental reason why he can save himself from danger time and time again.
"What's the matter? Am I right?" Dong Lingzheng felt very pleased, but who knew that he immediately heard Qin Lang's voice asking for credit, and saw his flexibly twitching eyebrows.
"It's half a day in total, are you telling me?" Dong Ling said speechlessly.
"Yes, yes, I made a wild guess. I don't know if I guessed it right or not." Qin Lang said with a smile.
"..." The cave spirit was speechless for a while. This guy actually made a wild guess? He was praising him in vain. He was really pissed off.
"You guessed part of it right. The rust stains on the sword are not all impurities from the sword, but part of it is the marrow of the bones. Because of this, part of the power of the sword was suppressed and unable to be used, and the bones took the opportunity to gain the upper hand.
." Dong Ling said with his chin raised.
"Oh? So there is bone marrow? It seems that these bones are a bit tough." Qin Lang looked at the rust stains on the blade.
"Of course, if it hadn't been cruel, it would have been chopped into pieces by this big knife by now." Dongling nodded and said.
"Where did these bones and the sword come from? How could they be so human?" Qin Lang shouted in shock.
"This skeleton contains part of the will during life, and this sword is a magic weapon at the level of a spiritual weapon, which contains the spirit of the weapon." Dongling said slowly.
"Hey, my dear, it turned out to be a spiritual weapon." Qin Lang's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't care whether the bones contained the will of his life, but there was a magic weapon with the level of a spiritual weapon here. Why didn't Qin Lang
Drooling all over the floor?
"This, this, I want to fold a big knife, what should I do?" Qin Lang rubbed his hands. The only way to do this kind of thing is to ask the cave spirit.
"Don't you want this bone?" Dongling asked.
"I want it, I want it, I want it." Qin Lang said with a smile, but he was muttering in his heart: You can only use the bone claw, and I can't use it, so I'd better get the big knife first.
"You can either help the bones to chop the bones into pieces first, or you can help the bones to remove the big knife first, but no matter the bones or the big knife, once you get out of trouble, there is nothing you can do." Dong Ling said.
"Then let's start working at the same time. Can we free the bones from the big knife and break them into pieces at the same time?" Qin Lang clenched his fists and said nervously.
"You can give it a try, but it's a bit risky. Don't lose everything in the end." Dong Ling hesitated for a moment.
"What the hell, I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf, so do it." Qin Lang bared his teeth and shouted.
"Okay, it's a big deal. Just open the stone box." Dong Ling said.
"Ah? He opened it and ran away." Hearing this, Qin Lang hugged his hands a little tighter.
"This is the child, why can't you let go of it?" Dong Ling asked.
"You have to tell me what to do, right?" Qin Lang was a little reluctant.
"Let the bone claw fuse with the bone and restore its strength. Then hold the big knife, inject vitality, wash away the rust stains on the knife, activate the big knife, and give me a hard chop." Dong Ling said, with eyes filled with emotion.
Several rays of light erupted.
"What a good idea." Qin Lang's eyes lit up and he immediately opened the stone box. The bone claws inside were impatient. As soon as they opened a small crack, they squeaked out and collapsed immediately while they were still in the air.
Scattered into ashes, rolled and attached to the bones.
The bones flashed with white light, and new bones continued to grow at the edges. Finally, it turned into a huge drum hammer, which was almost as long as a broadsword.
The skeleton gained strength and suddenly became violent, as if it was holding back a breath of suffocation and needed to vent it. The image of a huge bone mallet rose up with extremely terrifying momentum.
Qin Lang's eyes condensed, he flew forward and grasped the handle of the broadsword.
A powerful idea immediately rushed into Qin Lang's mind. It was an idea from ancient times. It was ancient, extremely powerful, but not destructive in the slightest.
Inexplicably, Qin Lang's blood boiled. He felt like a general galloping on the battlefield, waving his sword and leading thousands of troops to kill in the enemy camp.
Looking at the arrogant bone hammer in the sky, Qin Lang couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, with a sky-high momentum, the vitality in his body surged into the sword like a river.
The broadsword suddenly erupted with a golden light that reached the sky. Qin Lang pulled out the sword with force and pulled it out from the big bone.
However, what was pulled out was not the true body of the sword, but the phantom incarnation that transformed into reality.
Qin Lang held a big sword in his hand and flew up to face the bone mallet rolling in the air. He slashed with his hand and brought up a beam of sword light that was a hundred feet long and struck at the bone mallet.
The bone mallet trembled violently, as if it was extremely angry, and a faint beast's roar echoed in the secret realm. The bone mallet was not afraid at all, and faced Qin Lang's broadsword. It was suppressed countless times by the broadsword.
Year, I must find my place today.
Although the broadsword is a magical weapon at the level of a spiritual weapon, it does not reject Qin Lang at all. It seems that it also knows that it can only exert its true power when it is held in someone's hand.
Qin Lang, on the other hand, didn't feel unfamiliar at all when wielding a broadsword for the first time. With the broadsword in his hand, he knew how to swing it without even thinking about it.
"It is indeed a spiritual weapon, and it is full of spirituality." Qin Lang admired in his heart.