Doom Girl Must Die

"Nalant, don't worry, you've only been in a coma for a day!"

"Tsk tsk, Nalante, no wonder you can cultivate so quickly in this sacred continent. I didn't expect your body to be so strong!"

"I thought it would take at least two or three days for you to wake up!"

The small bone dragon immediately comforted Nalante.

At the same time, Nalante was constantly amazed.

Although Nalante's strength is weak.

But this physical strength is unprecedented.

Except for the main qi channel in Nalante's body at this moment, the other qi channels can be said to be a mess.

Not to mention those tiny air veins, they have been completely ruptured.

Of those medium Qi meridians, perhaps only a small half can maintain without breaking.

Such an injury would be a serious injury to any sky knight.

But now that Nalante woke up, his breath was very stable.

"Your Excellency Bone Dragon, Su Xing is awakened, but my injury is quite serious!"

Nalante sensed himself a little bit, and he knew that the Qi veins in his body were like a paste.

Fortunately, his body has been strengthened by the system kiwi fruit, otherwise it would not matter whether he can move now.

After a pause, Narant continued to ask curiously: "By the way, Your Excellency Bone Dragon, what happened after I fainted that day, and is there any other accidents!"

After Nalante released the second glorious cut, he didn't even last until the scene where the city wall was split in two before passing out.

"Nalante, what else could be unexpected, you didn't know the scene where you made the second glorious cut yesterday."

"Even that golden disc that is tainted with the breath of the sun **** can't resist it."

"In the end, after breaking the barrier of the disk, it was able to divide the walls of the sacred city into two."

The little bone dragon smiled and told Narante about the scene after that day.

"By the way, Nalante, why is the power of your second slash of glory so powerful, it is comparable to the effect of using divine power!"

After finishing speaking, the little bone dragon also remembered something strange that day, that is, the power of Nalante's second glorious cut was a little abnormally strong.

"Uh, Your Excellency Bone Dragon, I'm actually not very clear about it, but I did have a different feeling when I made the second glorious cut that day."

"When I made the second cut, I even felt that gathering fighting energy was smoother than the first cut."

Narante recalled the feeling when he released the second cut that day.

Originally, he could feel the pressure when he released Rong Guang's first slash.

When releasing the glory second cut, it will definitely not be so easy and smooth.

Therefore, there must be some reason for this that he does not know.

Suddenly, Nalante thought of something, and immediately picked up the Sword of Glory at hand.

"Your Excellency Bone Dragon, do you think it's because of the use of the Sword of Glory?" Narante speculated.

"It's really possible, Narante, try to communicate with the Sword of Glory!"

"As the sword of the God of Glory, such artifacts have their own spirits!"

The small bone dragon also looked at the long sword in Narante's hand, and somewhat agreed with his thoughts.

"Okay, then I'll try again!"

After Nalante learned that the Sword of Glory was an artifact some time ago, he also tried to communicate with the spirit in it.

But after several attempts, he didn't get any response.

At that time, Narante didn't bother to try again.

But today he felt that it was necessary to communicate again.

"Your Excellency, can you hear me, are you conscious?"

Nalante immediately covered the sword of glory with spiritual power.

However, after waiting for a while, Narante did not get a response as usual.

"Your Mightiness?"

Nalante was unwilling to ask again.

This time, he also waited for dozens of seconds, but there was still silence inside the Sword of Glory.

"Is not it?"

Nalante was a little disappointed, and was about to withdraw his mental power immediately.

"Boy!"

However, just when Narante was about to withdraw his mental power, there was a wave of fluctuation in the sword of glory.

"Have you responded? Your Excellency, are you the spirit of this sword of glory?"

Narante suddenly became excited and asked quickly.

"That's right, boy, what do you want from me? My divine power is running out, so I don't have time to chat with you!"

"Your Excellency, I'm very glad to get your response. I want to ask, was your help in the second sword slash yesterday?" Nalante could hear the meaning of this weapon spirit.

Apparently, it lost some of its strength because of the years of rescue.

He didn't talk too much at the moment, so he spoke directly.

"That's right, otherwise, do you think you can release that kind of power with pure grudge elements?"

"You don't have to thank me, it's that guy who made me feel the aura of the despicable **** of the Sun God."

"That's why I don't hesitate to use up the few remaining divine powers to help you."

"It's a pity that the body contained in my body is still declining due to the erosion of the years, and I can't cut those guys to pieces!"

The Glory Artifact Spirit immediately admitted that he helped Nalante yesterday.

It turned out that after the Holy Son took out the golden disc yesterday, the moment the Sword of Glory appeared, he sensed the aura of the sun **** on it.

As for the battle between the God of Glory and the God of Sun, as the supporting sword of the God of Glory, the Sword of Glory naturally participated in the whole process.

Therefore, he also has great hostility towards the God of Glory.

Even if the master is no longer there, he still wants to trouble the Sun God.

"Uh, it turns out that's the case, thank you so much, Your Excellency!"

Nalan nodded.

"Boy, do you have anything else to ask? If not, I'm afraid I'm going to fall into a deep sleep!"

"My master gave you the Sword of Glory, I should have helped you too!"

"But after hundreds of thousands of years of consumption, I can hardly hold on anymore. In addition, I really miss my master so much, why not just die with him like this."

The spirit of the Sword of Glory continued to ask Nalante.

"Your Excellency Qi Ling, you can't perish!" Nalante became anxious immediately.

He has already seen the awesomeness of the Sword of Glory.

If it lacks the spirit of the weapon, it can't be regarded as an artifact.

"Your Excellency Qi Ling, now that I know the God of Glory's temple exists, I will find a way to revive the God of Glory in the future!"

"Isn't it the power of faith? I already know that several principalities are ready to believe in the God of Glory!"

"Resurrect the God of Glory?" Qi Ling was a little surprised.

"Yes, I have such a plan, so if you want to see the God of Glory again, you'd better live well."

"In addition, you can strengthen my strength by being alive, so that there is more hope for resurrecting the God of Glory."

Narante answered in the affirmative.

Although I don't know what year and month it will take to resurrect the God of Glory.

I don't know if I will survive until then.

However, Narante didn't care.

Stabilize this weapon spirit first, and it will definitely become a great help for yourself.

"Boy, even if what you said is true, I want to help you, but my divine power is almost exhausted!"

"Unless you can find a **** to bless me with divine power, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for that day!"

"In my current state, I'm afraid it will dissipate and perish within three days at most."

Qi Ling sighed.

Although the weapons of other gods do not have the blessing of their masters.

But it is also maintained by the power of faith of the believers in the temple all the year round.

In this way, the weapons of other gods can be preserved intact for tens of thousands of years.

It will not be damaged even after use.

However, the God of Glory has no believers to pray thousands of years after his fall.

In this way, the sword of glory naturally became lingering.

"Three days?"

Narante also frowned.

Even if the Temple of Glory still exists, I can still find a way to get the nobles of the Northern Principality to offer their faith.

But now it is still too late.

"Okay boy, I'm going to sleep, but don't worry, even without my artifact spirit, this sword of glory is still no worse than other artifacts!"

After speaking, the weapon returned to silence again.

Nalante also withdrew his spiritual power.

"Nalant, how are you doing?"

Seeing that Nalante's mental power dissipated, the little bone dragon immediately asked curiously.

"Your Excellency Bone Dragon, the power of yesterday's slash did have the help of the Glory Sword Artifact Spirit!"

"He just gave me an answer!"

Narante spoke immediately.

"Haha, how about this? That's not bad, Narante, you don't have to worry about using this sword of glory to meet the enemy from now on, even if you are a dragon knight!"

"Of course, you shouldn't be too proud, because looking at your injuries today, it also means that you may only have one or two chances to swing your sword at that time!"

Little Bone Dragon smiled.

"Uh, Your Excellency Bone Dragon, I'm afraid you don't have to worry about getting injured in the future, because you haven't been conceived by divine power for a long time, and the spirit of the Sword of Glory only has three days left."

"In three days, he will perish due to exhaustion of divine power!"

Nalante shook his head, and told the little bone dragon what the Glory Sword Artifact Spirit said earlier.

"This..." Xiao Bone Dragon was stunned after hearing this.

After a while, he shook his head, "It's such a pity!"

"If this weapon spirit disappears, it will be very difficult for you to re-breed a weapon spirit!"

"But it is impossible to find a **** to help!"

Nalante nodded silently when he heard the words, but there was nothing he could do about it for the time being.

Immediately, he was ready to get up and return to the sacred city.

But he crawled, but found that he had some inconvenience in moving.

"Nalante, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk back alone!"

"Although your body is strong enough, your injuries are not light!"

Seeing this, the small bone dragon immediately reminded Nalante.

"This is great, do you want to practice and recover on your own in this wilderness?"

Narante suddenly became embarrassed.

Now the small bone dragon will definitely not be able to regain its size.

And he couldn't walk.

In this way, even if he wakes up, he doesn't know if he can rush back before the wedding the day after tomorrow.

"Your Excellency Bone Dragon, can I ask you to go to the sacred city to find my subordinates and let them come to pick me up?"

Narante immediately looked at the small bone dragon.

If it was normal, he wouldn't mind resting in the wild for a few more days.

But now that the wedding date is approaching, the sooner you go back, the better.

"Nalante, there must be no problem at first, but now you don't have any fighting power."

"In this jungle, I'm afraid there will be wild beasts and magical beasts coming to trouble you as soon as I leave!"

The little bone dragon answered immediately.

Don't look at the surrounding jungle is quiet and peaceful now.

But this is all because of the existence of the terrifying little bone dragon.

It can be said that once the small bone dragon leaves, relying on the **** smell on Nalante's body, it will definitely attract a group of monsters who regard him as food.

Immediately, Narante was caught in a dilemma.

However, just when Narante was troubled by this, he suddenly seemed to see a golden thread floating towards him from the corner of his eyes.

Nalante was shocked, thinking it was some kind of hidden weapon.

The body instinctively wanted to avoid it, but only then realized that he could not move.

"Your Excellency Bone Dragon, help me!"

Nalante immediately called for help from the small bone dragon.

But the little bone dragon turned a blind eye to the golden thread, and looked at Nalante full of doubts.

And Narante could only watch the golden thread merge into his body.

The next moment, Nalante suddenly trembled.

"This... what is this?"

But when the golden thread entered the body, the danger Nalante imagined did not appear.

Instead, he suddenly felt his body tremble and warm.

Afterwards, some of the broken Qi veins in the body began to recover on their own.

Nalante was shocked immediately, and this feeling was almost the same as when he was rescued by Winnie using his natural power.

"Nalant, what's wrong with you, are you alright?"

The little bone dragon saw that Nalante's expression turned white and red, a little unpredictable, and immediately became anxious.

"Your Excellency Bone Dragon, didn't you see it just now? Ah, here it is again, look quickly..."

Nalante was about to explain to Xiaogulong, but at this moment, he suddenly found a golden thread floating towards him from the sky.

"Here again, Narante, what did you see?"

The little bone dragon immediately became nervous, and began to look around.

But after looking at it for a while, it really didn't find anything.

At the moment, he stared at Nalante with some astonishment.

"Nalant, you don't have a problem here, do you?"

The small bone dragon pointed to Nalante's head.

Nalante suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, "Your Excellency Bone Dragon, it's not that I have a problem with my head, but I really saw a very strange existence."

"Just now, two strands of golden silk-like things fell from the sky and merged into my body."

"After these two silk threads fall into my body, they can also automatically repair my Qi veins..."

"But the strange thing is, how come you can't see it, Your Excellency Bone Dragon?"

"The golden silk thread fell from the sky, can it still repair your Qi veins?"

The small bone dragon frowned, and then used its perception to probe Nalante's body.

Sure enough, I saw that a small part of the Qi veins in Nalante's body were slowly recovering ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wait! "

But suddenly, the little bone dragon's eyes widened.

"This breath... is the power of faith?!"

Although the golden thread had disappeared, the little bone dragon still felt a trace of the power of faith.

"What, power of faith?"

Nalante was stunned by the little bone dragon's exclamation.

"That's right, Narante, I can't feel wrong, this is the power of faith!"

"Moreover, what you just described is also consistent. The golden thread is formed after the power of faith gathers."

"And after forming such a scale, the power of faith will automatically float to the place that should belong to him, which is the body of the god!"

The little bone dragon nodded.