The most representative magical instrument made of lightning strike wood is the lightning strike jujube wood seal.
But this was the first time she had seen the style of the magic weapon made from the lightning strike wood given to her by the immortal.
It was a black wooden sword with blue-purple electric flowers surrounding the blade.
The sword not only exudes powerful spiritual power, but also exudes a strong sense of oppression.
This thunderwood sword made of thunderwood is the same as the peach wood sword. There are millions of swords, but they are all fused into one.
The difference is that the Taomu Sword can be restored as long as no trace of it is left destroyed.
The Thunderbolt Wood Sword requires a powerful lightning attack to restore it, while the Peach Wood Sword can restore itself without external force.
The lightning-struck wooden sword must be restored with the power of thunder and lightning. Even if the lightning-struck wooden sword is shattered into ashes, as long as the thunder hits the pile of ashes, the lightning-struck wooden sword can be restored again.
But the premise is that it needs to be done within three minutes after the Lightning Strike Wood is shattered into ashes, otherwise the Thunder Strike Wood Sword will never recover.
Even if thunder strikes later, it will be of no avail.
I don't know if she saved the immortal's life in her previous life, and he repaid her in this way in this life.
She never thought about this immortal thing again.
Her memory was so good that it was impossible to forget the appearance of the immortal, and every time she recalled the appearance of the immortal, her head would hurt.
Obviously, it wasn't that she really couldn't remember, it was actually that the immortal didn't want her to remember his appearance, so he used some kind of magic on her to make her unable to remember.
In short, this immortal is here to help her, not to harm her.
He didn't want her to remember his appearance, and he had his reasons.
If you can't remember it, then you can't remember it.
Anyway, they had given them these two peerless treasures, so he didn't want to go, so she didn't want to go.
A strong gust of wind roared in, and the thoughts that had drifted away were brought back.
Shang Longyue's eyes darkened slightly, "The rain... will stop soon."
She fiercely thrust the mahogany sword in her hand into the ground, and red spiritual energy fluctuations spread from the location of the mahogany sword to the surroundings, covering the entire courtyard.
The ground of the entire courtyard was like a bloody stage, and standing on the stage was Shang Longyue.
Shang Longyue's clothes turned into a red dress at some point, and she was like a bloody elf in this sea of blood.
She usually wears lively and cute clothes, but today she is wearing a red dress, looking mature and cold. Her clear and bright eyes are full of depth and consideration at this moment.
She let out a cold snort and then snapped her fingers.
At this moment, the bright moon in the sky turned into a bloody moon.
Shang Yuyue, "Tonight's moon is dyed red because of you. You want to use the forbidden magic of the blood moon to deal with me. In order not to scare the snake, you use illusion to turn the bloody moon into a normal color.
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Shang Longyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and she also lowered her voice, "I have carefully prepared for you... but I'm sorry, I saw through your illusion from the beginning."
"Right now, the blood rain you summoned is interesting. I'm not really looking forward to the rest."
"If you're not convinced, then don't be convinced." Shang Longyue's tone was understated, without any sense of tension. She gave Yaolian the feeling that Shang Longyue didn't take it seriously at all.
This feeling makes it feel extremely shameful.
Demon Lotus was completely angry. It increased the intensity of the blood rain, and Shang Yuyue's defensive shield was corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Shang Longyue glanced at the corroded defensive shield. She didn't panic at all, "Why are you still so impatient?"
A slight smile appeared at the corner of Shang Longyue's mouth, her chin was slightly raised, and her bright eyes showed absolute confidence in her own strength.
Shang Longyue tapped the toes of her right foot, and she jumped up, like a blood-colored butterfly dancing in the air.
Her ink-colored hair floated lightly behind her, and she seemed to be one with this bloody face at this moment.
That long red dress was a perfect match for her. Her cool look and her usual self were just like two different people.
Those eyes as cold as ice can make people's hearts tremble just by looking at each other inadvertently.
She danced in the air, like a fairy dancing in the sky.
Her appearance is so beautiful that even if she is misunderstood as a fairy in the sky, it is normal.
Under the blood moon, she looks like a wandering ink painting, her movements are clean and neat, without any sloppiness, and every step is very powerful.
In fact, you only need to look carefully to see that Shang Longyue's very first dance was setting the stage for a trap.
Wu, who seems gentle and has no threat at all, actually hides mysteries and profound meanings.
At the beginning, her dance movements were very gentle, but gradually Luo Wenyu realized something was wrong.
Her dance moves changed from soft to aggressive.
Turning around, flicking her sleeves, eyes, hands, all the movements she made became calm and powerful, as if she was approaching the prey step by step.
At first, the demon lotus in the room didn't take Shang Longyue's dance seriously. It thought it was Shang Longyue bluffing outside, so it didn't pay attention to it.
It wasn't until it noticed that its demonic power had declined that it truly believed that Shang Yueyue's dance really had an impact on the blood rain.
The demonic power of Demon Lotus was originally reduced by the barrier set up by Shang Longyue. As long as this barrier is reduced to the minimum power limit of the barrier, it will not continue to decrease.
According to common sense, the power of Demon Lotus has been weakened and limited by the barrier, and this method cannot be continued.
But now its power is still weakening, and it affects the blood rain it summoned.
Demon Lotus was afraid that Shang Longyue would interrupt the blood rain, so it strengthened its resistance and at the same time separated the summoned blood rain from its demonic power.
Yaolian, "Now...how will you deal with it?" She smiled disdainfully, "Sometimes being too confident is not a good thing."
"Do you still need me to teach you the truth that a arrogant soldier will be defeated?"
The arrogant laughter of the Demon Lotus is extremely uncomfortable, making people want to slap it twice.
However, Shang Longyue didn't care about the demon lotus at all. What she dealt with from the beginning was not the demon lotus, but the blood rain summoned by the demon lotus.
She had already seen through Yao Lian's thoughts, and Yao Lian was like a transparent person in front of her.
From the moment she started dancing, Luo Wenyu's eyes never left her body.
Every move she made touched his heartstrings.
I thought I would only take one look, but who would have thought that after one look I would never be able to move away.
She... looks... good in this outfit.
As the still moon dances, the amount of blood rain gradually decreases.
Even if Demon Lotus is discovered, there is nothing that can be done about it, as all aspects of its power are restricted by Shang Yuyue.