Qin Lang had an illusion, as if what rushed towards him every time was not a bone, but an extremely ferocious and murderous monster.
The huge bone hammer that struck was like the fangs and claws of a monster.
However, the broadsword in Qin Lang's hand is not a simple one. Qin Lang has now discovered that he is not controlling the broadsword to fight against the bone mallet, but that the broadsword is using his own strength to lead him to compete with the bone mallet.
The broadsword is intelligent. It knows that it can no longer compete with the bone hammer with increased strength on its own. Only with the help of Qin Lang's vitality can it exert its own power.
After all, no matter how powerful a knife is, it must always be held in one's hand.
The bone mallet seemed very angry at Qin Lang's insertion, and roared at Qin Lang. A bone claw suddenly appeared from a section of the bone mallet, and it grabbed Qin Lang.
However, this grasp was not meant to attack, but to convey a thought. This bone claw had been used in the hands of the cave spirit before and saved Qin Lang once. When it appeared again this time, it actually conveyed a thought.
Wanting Qin Lang to leave.
"Hell, what do you mean? Do you want me to repay your favor?" Qin Lang has always been a person who must avenge his enemies and repay his kindness even more, but now, he is extremely conflicted.
"I am so shameless today." Qin Lang was fooling around and started to fight. How could I stop him at this time? He was willing to do it, but neither was the big knife in his hand.
Facing the bone claw, Qin Lang swung his broadsword, and a huge sword light struck out, with a slight sound of thunder and even the light of lightning.
"Thunder strike!" From the broadsword, a thought was transmitted to Qin Lang's mind. It turned out to be the formula for this sword. Qin Lang couldn't help but shout out loudly.
The huge bone mallet screamed and spun, and a white breath of Dawson rose up, colliding with the lightning and thunder of the sword.
boom!
The sword light suddenly dissipated, turning into sword energy that filled the sky, and the dense white aura also dissipated in an instant.
Qin Lang found that every time he made a cut, the rust stains on the blade peeled off a bit, the shiny blade was gradually revealed, and the power of the sword became more and more powerful.
But in contrast to this, the amount of energy consumed by each slash is also constantly increasing.
One sword after another, Qin Lang unknowingly learned a set of exquisite sword techniques. This set of sword techniques contains the secret of thunder and lightning. Every move carries the will of thunder and lightning.
You must know that thunder and lightning are the most destructive force in the world. Even the disasters that cultivators have to survive are dominated by thunder disasters.
It's just that Qin Lang, a freak, has never experienced disaster, so he has never understood the terror of thunder and lightning.
But this unlucky guy doesn't know yet. One day, when his disaster comes, it will feel very wonderful. However, those are things for later, let's not mention them for now.
Qin Lang didn't know the name of this set of sword skills that contained the secrets of thunder and lightning, because he was led by the sword and learned it naturally after using it again and again.
Qin Lang even had a strange feeling that if this sword technique was well practiced, it would be no less powerful than his "Qingyun Sword Technique".
"Good sword, good swordsmanship!" Qin Lang couldn't help but admired. In the past, the weapon he was accustomed to was the sword, which was agile and fast. Now he found that this swordsmanship of opening and closing was actually extremely domineering.
The sword ranks first among the eighteen weapons. It is powerful, heroic, and wielded like a tiger. This feeling made Qin Lang fall in love with it and couldn't extricate himself.
"Hahaha!" Qin Lang laughed boldly, and a surge of vitality was suddenly injected into the broadsword. All the rust stains on the broadsword suddenly peeled off, and the entire blade shone, and green lightnings were winding and winding.
There was a slight crackling sound of electric light on the broadsword.
The huge bone mallet suddenly stagnated, as if it was slightly wary of the sword in Qin Lang's hand. It did not expect that this human being could actually restore the sword to its peak state.
Back then, it was defeated by the owner of the sword and ended up in this situation. Although it finally killed the owner of the sword, it was trapped in the secret realm by him for tens of thousands of years.
Under such a situation, this bone mallet no longer wants to continue fighting with the sword that has returned to its peak state. It leaves the green mountain there, so it is not afraid of running out of firewood. It will come back to take revenge when it fuses more bone fragments and becomes more powerful.
It's not too late either.
The huge bone mallet suddenly shrank and was about to leave, but how could Qin Lang give him this chance? Not only Qin Lang, but even the sword would not let the bone mallet escape.
"Nine thunder strikes!" Qin Lang raised his sword and slashed nine times in succession. Nine huge lightning blades surrounded the bone mallet from nine directions and struck down at the same time, slashing at nine different parts of the bone mallet.
parts.
Stuck, stuck, stuck!
The bone mallet obviously couldn't bear the blow, and it suddenly broke in the middle. Half of it became a bone the size of an arm, and the other half turned into a forest-white bone claw.
Qin Lang's eyes lit up. He held the knife in his left hand and grabbed the bone claw with his right hand. He caught the bone claw in his hand and threw it into the stone box. When the bone claw reacted and struggled desperately,
There is no way to break free from the stone box.
The remaining skeleton has been upgraded from fear to fear, and the cracks on the skeleton have also increased a bit, almost covering the entire skeleton.
Qin Lang gained the upper hand and was unyielding. He swung his sword and slashed at the bones. There was a heart-stopping scratching sound, and the bones finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke into pieces.
Qin Lang took the opportunity to collect the broken bone fragments, put them one by one into the stone box, and fused them with the bone claws. This time, the bone claws took the lead.
The tibia connecting the bone claws continued to grow, and finally, a complete tibia was formed, but the fusion has not stopped.
After the tibia finished growing, a fibula grew out from the connection between the bone claw and the tibia. As bone fragments continued to be put into the fusion, the fibula gradually grew to the same length as the tibia until it was connected to the tibia.
After that, the entire integration process is complete.
Looking at the bones in the stone box, Qin Lang couldn't restrain the joy in his heart and looked up to the sky and screamed.
Now this skeleton is no longer just a bone claw, but a complete monster leg bone. If the cave spirit is allowed to use it again, who knows what kind of terrifying power it will exert.
Looking at the diseased broadsword in his hand, Qin Lang knew that if it weren't for the power of this broadsword, it would be impossible for him to defeat that huge bone mallet. You know, that bone claw alone has the power to
The power to repel the Bull Demon King Qi Tian, not to mention the bone hammer fused with bone claws?
He picked up the stick and knocked himself to death.
And he is just a key, unlocking the dust-laden power of this broadsword.
This broadsword is a magic weapon at the level of a spiritual weapon, and it has already given birth to a weapon spirit. Qin Lang knew that there was no way he could forcibly conquer this kind of magic weapon.
After the bone claws were fused, Qin Lang gently let go of the handle of the sword and took a few steps back.
The broadsword hung quietly in the air, rotating slowly. The blade was as smooth and flawless as a mirror, and could even reflect Qin Lang's face. One side of the blade was engraved with the shape of a lightning bolt, and the other side was engraved with two inscriptions.
A big character "bridge" with flying dragons and phoenixes.
"Is this sword called 'Bridge'? What a strange name." Qin Lang looked at both sides of the sword and said to himself.
"Dong Ling, didn't you say that this sword is pregnant with a weapon spirit? Where is it?" Qin Lang waited for a long time, but there was no response from the 'Qiao' sword, so he had to ask the cave spirit.
"Is this, is he in deep sleep? Or is he already dead?" Dong Ling looked at it, but couldn't see any clues. After all, even if there is a weapon spirit, it still exists in the sword. From the outside, it doesn't look like it.
Nothing comes out.
But just after the cave spirit finished speaking, the sword immediately trembled slightly, a bolt of lightning exploded from the lightning pattern, and a bright figure appeared.
"You're just dead." After this figure appeared, he put his hands on his waist and said with a sullen expression.
"Item Spirit?" Qin Lang was startled, took two steps back, looked at Qianqian's figure who seemed to be angry, and shouted excitedly: "Item Spirit? Are you a Weapon Spirit? You are actually a woman.
!Oh no, she’s a beautiful girl.”
She was indeed a beautiful girl, dressed in green clothes, with an oval face, white hair and red hair, and her hair was blue, tied neatly behind her head.
Suddenly, Qin Lang's eyes froze. He remembered the scene when the cave spirit first appeared. He narrowed his eyes and said in a sinister tone: "You are not a man disguised as a woman, are you? Don't even think of lying to me. Quickly reveal your true identity."
"Shut up." Before Qi Ling could say anything, Dong Ling cursed at Qin Lang. After scolding him, he ran up to Qi Ling, folding his arms, and kept moving his hands.
Rubbing it back and forth, he said a little awkwardly: "Uh, um, hello, I am Cave Spirit, the Spirit of Cave Heaven. I don't know what your name is, sister."
"Are you a cave spirit? Wow, you are so powerful." The weapon spirit's eyes shone with admiration.
Dong Ling was very embarrassed, smiled and waved his hand: "Oh, how can you be so awesome? My sister is so polite."
"Really, really, I heard my previous master say that among the spirits of heaven and earth, cave spirits are among the top five existences. Although I am a weapon spirit, I am far behind compared to you.
"The weapon spirit has obviously regarded the cave spirit as an idol.
"..." Qin Lang looked around again and again, and found that he couldn't say anything. Spirit of heaven and earth? Ranked in the top five? What the hell is this?
Qin Lang was about to ask Dong Ling, but was stopped by Dong Ling's sharp eyes. When he looked at the tool spirit, Dong Ling's eyes immediately became extremely gentle.
"Sister, what's your name? Well, I've never seen a weapon spirit as beautiful as yours." Dong Ling said with a flattering smile.
"Brother Dong Ling, my name is Lan, and I am the weapon spirit of this 'Qiao' knife." Sister Qi Ling said.
"Oh, it turns out it's sister Xiaolan, um, brother Dongling? I like this title, hehe, I like it." Dongling said very excitedly.
"Damn!" Qin Lang cursed secretly, this hole. The hole is actually trying to pick up girls? Normally, he didn't notice it at all, but when Qin Lang thought about it, he immediately jumped up with joy.
"Dong. Dong, I think we can capture this little girl. In this way, this spiritual weapon and sword will be ours. Hahaha, kill two birds with one stone." Qin Lang was really excited. He was still worried about how to do it.
Taking this treasured sword as his own, Dong Ling hooked up with him.
"Go away, I will not deceive my sister Xiaolan just to satisfy your selfish desires." Dong Ling yelled at Qin Lang righteously, but his face was still smiling, and he nodded and bowed to Xiaolan.
"Xiaolan, do you have a master now?" Dong Ling asked.
"My master died while fighting that bone. If it hadn't been for you, I would have died in the hands of that rotten bone soon." Xiaolan thought of her dead master, and her mood immediately dropped.
Come down.
"Hey, sister Xiaolan, don't be too sad, we have avenged your master." Dong Ling said with great regret: "Then what are your plans in the future?"
"Plan? I don't know either." Xiaolan was very confused about the future.
"Then why don't you just follow us." Dong Ling finally said what he wanted to say, pointed at Qin Lang, and said: "This is my current master. Although his cultivation level is not high, his skills are still acceptable.
If you follow us, at least you won't be alone. There are many friends in the cave." Dong Ling said to Xiaolan.
"Okay, I quite like the aura on his body. It can also increase my strength." Xiaolan glanced at Qin Lang and immediately agreed.
"Hahaha, okay, okay, Xiaolan, you can hang out with Brother Lang from now on, but you have to be careful. This hole. Dong has a special habit. He even pretended to be a woman before. I was almost deceived. You have to be careful.
Don't be fooled by him." Qin Lang said sinisterly.
"Ah, Brother Dongling, are you such a spirit?" Xiaolan looked at Dongling in horror.
"Qin Lang, your uncle, you are trying to tarnish my image. You are not a brother enough." Dongling was furious, as if he would rush up and beat Qin Lang violently, but it was necessary to clarify with Xiaolan first.
"Sister Xiaolan, don't listen to his nonsense. Our spirits in the world are the purest, especially me. As the top five spirits, integrity and uprightness are my nature." Dong Ling said with great sincerity and sincerity.
He even shed some tears, seeming to feel very sad and aggrieved by Qin Lang's false accusation.
"Well, brother Dong Ling, I believe you." Xiaolan was too naive and was stunned by Dong Ling's sincere words.
Qin Lang was also stunned. Today, his eyes were opened. Dong Ling's ability to pretend to be garlic was no worse than his own.
Thinking of the usually upright cave spirit, Qin Lang shook his head and said regretfully: "You have changed."
The cave spirit gave Qin Lang a vicious look in return.
In this way, the cave spirit hooked up with Xiaolan, the tool spirit of the 'Bridge' sword, and unexpectedly obtained a magic weapon of the level of a spiritual weapon.
Qin Lang liked this sword very much, but Xiaolan said that with Qin Lang's current cultivation level, it was impossible to exert the full power of this sword.
Qin Lang was very confused, didn't he use this sword to split the bone mallet into pieces? Why couldn't he use it fully?
Xiaolan told him that it was purely because there was an old grudge between the 'Bridge' Sword and the Bone Mallet, and they were just using Qin Lang's power. Now that the old grudge was resolved, the 'Bridge' Sword naturally looked down on a weakling like Qin Lang.
It's not Xiaolan's unwillingness, but the arrogance of the 'Bridge Sword' itself.
Qin Lang was extremely depressed, being despised by a knife.
Xiaolan told Qin Lang that although Qin Lang barely touched the threshold of the 'Thunder Sword Technique', unless Qin Lang's power reached the level of mind and heart, otherwise, even if he forcibly used the 'Bridge Sword Technique', he could only
It is tangible and insubstantial, and it is impossible to understand the true meaning of thunder and lightning.
"Hmph, do you think I don't have a sword?" Qin Lang thought, and the sword pattern on his wrist squirmed and transformed into a 'bridge sword'.
"Thunder Blade Technique, a strike from the sky." Qin Lang swung the platinum sword and struck out with one strike. The sword's light was very powerful, but it did not contain the power of thunder and lightning.
Qin Lang sighed secretly and was speechless. He put away the platinum sword and turned it into a knife pattern on his wrist.
"Strength, strength, I have to break through quickly." Qin Lang howled. He was not strong enough and couldn't do anything. The Golden Horned Python couldn't save him. Now he couldn't even use a knife. He was really frustrated.
"Okay, there's no rush. It's better to go out first." Qin Lang discovered that after the fighting stopped, many petal-shaped forces of space law slowly came closer, as if they were going to fill this empty area.
.
Qin Lang flew back towards the way he came, and suddenly a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart. Qin Lang's hair immediately stood up, but he couldn't find where the sense of crisis came from.
call out!
A black light flashed across and was aimed at Qin Lang's head. At the critical moment, Qin Lang instinctively tilted his head. The black light flashed close to Qin Lang's face. The strong wind drew a blood mark on Qin Lang's face.
That black light seemed to have a special power, and it actually rejected the vitality in Qin Lang's body, making it impossible for him to repair the blood marks on his face, and he could only let the blood flow through his cheeks.
"Get out of here!" Qin Lang yelled angrily, a white light flashed in his hand, and the platinum knife was in his hand, and he slashed in the direction of the black light.
Boom!
When the sword light struck into the dark space, a sound of metal and iron was heard, and a burst of sparks flew in the darkness.
A black figure appeared, holding a one-foot-long dagger across his chest. It was this dagger that blocked Qin Lang's sword.
"Leader, it's this guy." The black figure turned back and said into the darkness.
This was the mysterious group of people who were chasing Qin Lang.
"Humph, you are Qin Lang, right? What do you want to do by bringing us here?" the leader said coldly.
"Huh? I brought you here? I don't know what you're going to say." Qin Lang was stunned. He really didn't know what this person was talking about, but he had seen the clothes on these people somewhere.
"Qin Lang, these people..." Dong Ling's eyes narrowed and he said viciously.
"Yes, these people are dressed like the people who plotted against you at that time. They are from the Dark Blood Temple." Qin Lang said coldly.
"Damn guy, why are you chasing me here?" Dong Ling was a little confused.
"I don't understand, Dongling. I'm probably being targeted by people from the Dark Blood Temple." Qin Lang immediately figured out the whole story. When he was chasing Cao Pi, he met a guy who claimed to be the Dark Demon Ancestor.
, if Cheng Qianyuan's father hadn't taken action in time, he would have died in the hands of the old dark demon.
Cheng Qianyuan's father was plotted and trapped by the Dark Blood Temple, and since he had the same origin as him, he was naturally targeted by those guys. Although he didn't know what their purpose was, what was certain was that the Dark Blood Temple was Qin Lang's current
The biggest enemy.
However, I didn't go looking for them, but now they came to my door.
Looking at the group of people in front of him, Qin Lang showed a sinister smile on his face. He has the right hand of the Evil Lord, a complete leg bone of the monster beast, and a powerful spiritual weapon sword.
"People from the Dark Blood Temple, you are looking for death."