40,000 Years of Cultivation

"Roar!"

The Lingjiao stabbing sea spear suddenly disappeared without a trace behind Li Zhuilang, as if he had been taken back into the Universe Ring by him in an instant!

However, in the next second, he came out from under his armpits in a very strange way, and pierced Li Yao's face from an incredible angle!

On the spirit dragon stabbing sea spear, countless spiral spirit patterns gleamed at the same time, condensed into a dragon entangled in the spear body. The pieces stand upright against the scales, and the momentum is violent. , But the sound of the dragon roaring!

With the tip of Li Yao's nose as the center, his facial muscles spread out like ripples, as if the air current condensed from the tip of the gun had deeply pierced into his face!

A powerful shot caused the surrounding monks to exclaim, and the secret tricks among the Nascent Soul monks were not something that others could easily see!

On the attack route of the Lingjiao stabbing sea gun, even the high-ranking monks who were hundreds of meters away felt extremely strong pressure, and they could not help but separate to the two sides, so as not to be affected by the pond fish.

Li Yao didn't dodge, even his head didn't deviate, so he slammed straight toward the tip of the gun.

At first glance, it looks like a suicide posture.

A magical scene happened!

Seeing that the Lingjiao Sea Spear was about to pierce his head, the tip of the gun suddenly trembled, as if Li Chailang could not hold it firmly, and slid over Li Yao's left cheek, only scratching the tip of his ear. A wisp of oily skin on the top!

Li Yao took the opportunity to stride forward, and only one strand of hair was left between Li Chailang!

One inch long, one inch strong, a magic weapon such as the Lingjiao Sea Spear needs to be pulled a certain distance to release its maximum power!

"what happened?"

"A shot that must have been won, why did it suddenly pass?"

"Li Chailang's hands are shaking? How could it be possible!"

As a mid-level master of the Nascent Soul Stage, he must control his most beloved magic weapon to the fullest, and he will never make such a super low-level mistake that an ordinary warrior would not make!

"Look, what is that?"

Just as many high-ranking monks Du Zhanger were puzzled, someone suddenly pointed to the tail of the Lingjiao Sea Spear and exclaimed.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, but under the violent sunlight, they only saw strands of golden streamers, but they didn't know what it was.

Only the Nascent Soul cultivator with the deepest cultivation base can sense that it turned out to be some kind of metal wire that is far thinner than the hair, but extremely strong!

These metal wires were released from Li Yao’s cuffs. At some point, they were unknowingly caught on the tail of Li Chailang’s Lingjiao stabbing sea gun, just like a puppet manipulating a thread, just a slight tug. , Can make subtle changes to the attack route of the tip of the gun!

"What magic weapon is this!"

Regardless of the Purple Pole Sword Sect, the Jin Jiazong or the swordsmiths and refiners of other sects, their jaws were all shocked.

This is a magic weapon that has never appeared in the ancient sacred world, even in all the ancient worlds, and it is the single crystal mica silk brought by Li Yao from the Federation.

Its diameter is only one molecule size, but its strength and flexibility are incredibly high, and it has excellent psychic passability. It can be manipulated with divine minds at will. It is the highest crystallization in the field of Xingyao Federation material technology.

When Li Yao injected psychic energy into it and made it vibrate gently at a frequency of tens of thousands of times per second, it was like a very small and very thin saw that could "saw" most of the hardest materials.

It was originally not an offensive magic weapon, but a refining magic weapon used by Li Yao for metal finishing.

As early as in the Flying Star Realm, Li Yao used similar mica filaments to cut various multi-curved components.

However, since even the hardest metal and spar can be cut, cutting off the flesh and bones of humans is naturally no problem!

"Huh!"

Dozens of single crystal mica filaments, with a thin ox hair needle tied to the front end as a counterweight and guide, pierced all the vital points of Li Zhuilang.

In particular, the circles of monocrystalline mica filaments that Li Yao secretly wrapped around the Lingjiao Sting Sea Spear rushed towards Li Chailang's hands more like a poisonous snake!

If Li Zhuilang didn't want to be cut into more than 10,000 pieces by monocrystalline mica filaments, then there was only one choice——

"Let it go!"

Li Yao shouted violently.

Li Zhuilang was very obedient, let go and retreat quickly!

Although both hands were loosened, two suctions gushed out of both arms. They wanted to use psychic energy to control the Lingjiao Sea Spear, and gave Li Yao a vicious and cunning return carbine!

The Yuan Ying monk could not only rely on his hands to control magic weapons.

It's a pity that just as he was retreating rapidly, Li Yao kicked his legs, abruptly stopping the momentum of the sprint and retreating!

While retreating, while manipulating the monocrystalline mica wire, the Lingjiao stabbing sea gun was pulled forcibly!

After decades of hard work and sacrifice, this magic weapon has long been connected with him, and it has been firmly absorbed by him with psychic power. It is not Li Yao that can pull it all at once!

The psychic energy of the two and the single crystal mica filaments were forced in two directions, but they heard a "swish". A short section of Shengsheng was cut off!

"what!"

The beloved magic weapon was destroyed, and it was more heartache than if I had broken an arm. Li Chailing screamed, fell backward, and sat on the ground with his ass, looking at Li Yao’s eyes, but they turned into blood red. Full of hatred and madness!

"Skills can be killed, not insulted, you dare to insult me ​​so!"

He was like a crazy beast, roaring hoarse.

"You think too much."

Li Yao sneered, "You think, I said that the biggest problem with this gun is that it falls in your hands. Are you laughing at you?"

Li Chailang was dumbfounded, his extremely crazy expression was a little frozen, and he still sat on the ground, "Isn't it?"

"Of course not, I'm just telling the truth."

Li Yao said lightly, "No matter how good the magic weapon is, it still requires the cooperation of the corresponding person to exert its maximum power! This gun is the ice crystal mysterious iron deep in the North Sky Sea of ​​Shuangyue Prefecture, and it is condensed with the tendons of dozens of dragon-like spirit beasts. In terms of its materials, engraved magic circle and refining heat, every detail has reached the level of perfection, even I can't find the slightest flaw!"

"But I can be sure that the original owner of this gun is definitely not you!"

"This gun is four feet long, two feet, seven inches, and nine cents long, and weighs 109 catties and five hundred and seventy dollars. The tail of the gun is also carved with a section of the dragon's tail. Move back!"

"From the perspective of these characteristics, this gun should be originally designed for a height of 8 feet 9 inches and 3 minutes, arms extended to reach 9 feet 2 inches and 5 minutes, and weighing between 185 catties and 187 catties. Used by the cultivators of the time!"

"Only with such a height, such a wingspan and weight, can it be perfectly integrated with this gun and inspire its strongest power!"

"The one who refines this gun is definitely a master. He refines this gun. It is the same as I recast the fourth sword for Yan Liren. All the physical details and movement habits of the user must be taken into consideration. Inside!"

"This is a gun dedicated to someone, and you are not ‘someone’!"

"Your height is eight feet, seven inches and four minutes, and your arms stretched out to be nine feet one inch one minute. If these two data are not satisfactory, the most terrible thing is your weight. You actually have a full two hundred and thirty-five catties. , Muscles are stretched!"

"Since it's called'Lingjiao Sting Sea Spear', a spirit character and a tattoo indicate that this gun is going to take a light, swift, and unpredictable path!"

"You are too strong for this gun!"

"You use this gun, the height is wrong, the length is wrong, the center of gravity is wrong, everything is wrong! Even if you have been working hard for decades, you have meticulously studied marksmanship and worked hard, even if you will use this gun in the past. All the master’s magical powers have been completely copied, but how can they display one-tenth of the power of the gun master in the past?"

"It is impossible for you to perceive these abnormalities in your daily practice. Then I said, the biggest problem with this gun is that it falls in your hands. Is it wrong? Say it yourself!"

"boom!"

Li Chailang's face seemed to have been blown up by a spar bomb, and instantly became extremely red. He wanted to vomit blood but couldn't vomit it out. He wanted to scold his mother but didn't know who to scold.

"I……"

He looked at Li Yao, and then at the short Lingjiao sea spear, it was really impossible to resist!

Many high-ranking monks whispered that the Lingjiao sea spear was a small and famous magic weapon in the cultivation world, and it was a family heirloom of Li Zhuilang. The earliest owner was his father.

And when his father was alive, he was indeed taller and thinner than him. It's no secret that many older generations of cultivators vaguely remember!

"I don't know, what is the relationship between the original owner of this gun and you, perhaps your beloved relatives and friends."

Li Yao said with a stern face, "So after you get this gun, at all costs, you have to reproduce the glory of this gun in the past!"

"However, everyone has their own characteristics and habits. Even if the same set of exercises and the same magic weapon are used by different people, they should be fine-tuned according to their own characteristics, and they must not be used mechanically and blindly practiced!"

"Since your height and wingspan are shorter than the original owner of this gun, and the person is stronger, and the center of gravity is lower, then the gun should be shortened slightly, as it is now, and then find a way to adjust its counterweight so that Its center of gravity moves forward by two inches and five cents, and it should be just right, and it fits perfectly with your body shape!"

Li Zhuilang was stunned for a long time before reacting, and couldn't believe it, "You, didn't you break my gun deliberately, but changed it for me?"

"You are lucky!"

Li Yao smiled faintly, "Please let the Master do it. The original price is very expensive. However, you must first let the Master Yan see the master's sword-making skills first, so that he can be completely assured of handing in the'fourth sword'. Recast it for me!"

Before he finished his words, Li Yao's eyes widened and he suddenly shouted. The monocrystalline mica filaments were mixed in the air wave and surged in all directions. Not only did they entangled the Lingjiao sea gun, but also entangled the wind and thunder and two air cymbals, as well as breaking. Golden Crow Dangling Demon Sword in two pieces!

"Huh!"

The three broken magic weapons were thrown high into the sky by the original owner before he could react!