Chapter 447 Breaking at the touch of a touch, psychic liquid penetrates the body
Seeing Sister Long's noodles, Ling Tian did not dare to make any more, and quickly caught the Tao: "Sister Long is right, I am a waste, the kind of waste is irreversible, your lesson is small
In the heart, never forget the world! "
Sister Long watched Ling Tian's hippie smiley face, and looked ashamed, then glanced at him coldly, and said with a stubbornly: "Don't think that the king is joking."
"Yes, Sister Long is assured, the little one is definitely a lot to you!" Ling Tian posted his expression, and he respected the truth. To be honest, the lie was so light and light, and even his face did not change his face, even him without changing his face, even him without changing his face.
I am a little surprised.
Seeing that Ling Tian didn't look like lying, Sister Long stopped saying much, and turned to the bright sword of the ice, the sound was flat, and said, "Do it."
Ling Tian also looked at the sword of the sword. This sword sword was blue and was scattered with fluorescence. It was inserted inside the ice together with the scabbard.
This feels like a shiny spar that flows in front of the eyes. The twists and turns on the scabbard are very strong like a raised dragon scale.
, Extraordinary.
In fact, these are unrelated to Ling Tian, because he did not have much expectations for the winter Shengjing. Although this thing is powerful, it is very likely to ask him for his life. Moreover, he is inadvertently.
Getting the mutant soul source is also satisfied with the heart, there is no need to waste your mind for this kind of life.
Once a person's greed broke out, it may never end. Many people are stunned because of the temptation of power, and even finally get on their lives.
Although he is also eager for power, he is not in a hurry. What's more important is that his power in the body is unable to control it. If at this time, it is forcibly incorporated into a vast force. It is undoubtedly worse.
And death.
His eyes focused on the law array under the sword, and this law array was like a life -saving straw at this moment, because the French formation was exactly the French array.
Sister Long saw the hesitation in Ling Tian's eyes, and naturally understood what Ling Tian thought about it, but in this matter, she really loved it.
Ling Tian's power out of control may be because the power of the soul is too huge, or maybe the gods are gradually awakening, and there is more likely to have other reasons. However, no matter what the reason is from, the loss of power out of control is extremely dangerous.
Originally, she also urged Lingtian to rush to the horse with a whip. At this moment, I thought it was really inappropriate.
However, these rare things cannot be lost like this, which is simply a heavenly thing, so if Ling Tian failed to obtain the winter saint crystal, she would enter the pocket.
Ling Tian took the footsteps and approached the sword.
The flourishing light waved all over, and the endless brightness was blooming, like a burning fireball with a burning meaning. In addition, the aggressive momentum was also extremely domineering, and it was madly oppressed Ling Tian.
Ling Tian's eyes were stabbed into a line by this sudden and strong light. The oppression like a giant city made him difficult at this time, and his body was as heavy as a lumpy.
The complexion looks particularly difficult.
From the steps of the altar to the present, he has been kneeling several times by such similar oppression. The feeling of difficult steps is too difficult. He really doesn't want to experience a few more times.
"Damn, it's this sense of oppression again!" His sword eyebrows frowned, bored.
He mobilized the mysterious power in his body, and the invincible Jin Guang Xuanli rotated out like a flood. At the same time, the dark purple aperture appeared again on his shoulders, and the dark purple gas was instantly steaming up and down.
Riot, raging with dark purple gas.
The oppression of the Divine Sword decreased instantly, and it almost dissipated for a while. Ling Tian's body immediately seemed to have faded a pound of shackles, and gently fluttered.
Seeing the god sword no longer resist himself, Ling Tian was shocked for a while, but looking at the power of violentness on his body, he felt that the act of stopping the resistance of the sword had a great relationship with the riots on his body.
Standing up his body, Ling Tian no longer thought about it. He strode directly in front of the sword and stepped into the teleportation array.
After entering the French formation, Ling Tian was not transmitted. This method is like a failure. There is no reaction.
Ling Tian couldn't help but confuse. Is it because of this sword? In desperation, he had to reach out and hold it on the horn handle, then pulled it out slightly, and pulled the sword directly from the ice.
"Hmm?" That's it? "Ling Tian looked at the sword in doubt after pulling out the sword, shouldn't it really be so easy?
"Kaka Ka ..."
Sure enough, this dusk, which was originally revealed, shouted after Ling Tian pulled out, and it was very dim, and then the scabbard showed clearly visible cracks everywhere, like a broken antique at any time, it will be broken at any time.
Crack.
Seeing this scene, Ling Tian was somewhat panic. Didn't he just pull out the sword gently? Why is this sword, which is about to be fragmented like a weak glass? This state of mind seems to be deliberately destroying cultural relics.
"Da Da ..."
Under the gaze of Ling Tian's gaze, the sword of this broken line was finally cracked, leaving only Ling Tian's hilt holding in his hand.
"I'm going, shouldn't this thing be made of paper?! Although the appearance looks bright and beautiful, it is actually crudely made, and the fakes that are broken when they touch it." Ling Tian looked at the broken sword body residue,
It's really weak.
He shook his head, especially dissatisfied. Dare to come here to come here, but just touched the broken copper iron, it was really speechless.
Thinking of this, he wanted to throw this ruined long sword on the ground, and a glorious bright mangle shot out of the center of the hilt, and directly entered his body.
He was surprised when he saw his face, and his brain was blank. "What just flew to my body?"
Sister Long's eyes narrowed slightly and whispered indifferently: "It seems that this is indeed God's will." After the words, her coquettish body turned into a purple mang into Ling Tian's body.
When Ling Tian couldn't figure out his mind, a thorough cold air immediately opened from his body, setting off a violent storm.
The source of the soul and prison that originally trapped in the riots was instantly calmed down, and the momentum was restrained. Instead, a cold coldness rose from his body surface, as if it was difficult to dissipate, and it was extremely cold.
The breath.
"嘭 ..."
There was a wave of bright sounds from the surrounding area. Ling Tian looked at the changes on her body, and suddenly realized: "Is the light just now the saint crystal of winter?"
The ice on all directions broke the great holes in the same way. The spirit fluid below the ice layer came out of the hole like self -consciousness, and it turned into a water pillar into Ling Tian's body.
Ling Tian did not resist, because it felt very comfortable, like bathing in a cool spring water, and in front of his abdomen, there was a blue vortex gas, and all the spirit fluids almost penetrated here.
Then, then
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