Mixed Miners

The golden gun does not belong to the seven-level entry-level magic. The original name is the spear of time. After locking the target, it uses the time rule to force the attack. In the process of attack, unless the attacker can get rid of the time rule, it can only be killed.

Although Yang Ling is not sure that this golden gun will not be able to deal with the two-headed crocodile blame, but a few more violent bombings are always more likely.

After adjusting the emotions, Yang Ling began to use his consciousness to build a spear of time. After a few minutes, a long gun appeared in his mind. At this time, Yang Ling only needs to pour the mental power into it, and the long gun will be activated and released. The target of attack awareness is locked.

With the experience of making the shields in the past few times, as usual, I used the power of the soul to enlarge the model of the long gun in the Shenhai. There was no trace of the slightest difference. When I was ready, Yang Ling took out the animal paper, and the consciousness fell on it. Spirituality then began to draw lines and runes on paper like a sickle.

Half a year passed quickly, and a half-foot piece of animal skin floating in front of Yangling was already covered with criss-crossing lines and dense runes, projecting a glimmer of light and shadow, with the last few lines closed. Finished, the whole piece of animal skin is filled with brilliance, exudes a fierce breath, as if a long gun that pierces the sky is going to break the paper and destroy everything.

After a success, Yang Ling took a sigh of relief and took the animal skin paper over and over again. After checking it, he rolled it up and threw it into the sea of ​​gods and landed on the dojo. Then he took out a piece of animal paper.

In the blink of an eye, three years later, Yang Ling’s hands were out of seven gold guns, but the animal skins had been used up. Yang Ling thought about taking out a lobster shell and began to engrave the magical array of gold guns on the shrimp shell. However, after a few days, the array lost control of the explosion. After the next three months, after five consecutive failures, Yang Ling gave up. Perhaps the lobster shell was not suitable for the carrier of time spear magic, so Yang Ling turned to study. A few other magic.

Time passed by, and although there was a violent explosion from time to time in Linghu, it would soon calm down. Time flies for five years, until one day, a figure appeared in the sky above the lake, and then spread out under the feet. Then disappeared.

"Yang Daoyou, this is the magic scroll I made in the past few years, one of the seven-level mid-level Quake, a seven-level Yan Xing burst, a seven-level entry curse of the goddess of ice and ice lament! ”

Sitting in the sly lab, drinking a new bubble of red robes, slightly smugly pushed three sealed reels to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling immediately put his eyes on the teacup and took the three scrolls. The mouth was still sighing and sighing: "The singer is really a refiner master. In just seven or eight years, he has produced three seven-level advanced scrolls. And there is a curse, great, very great."

Yang Ling took out the scrolls and looked at it again and then collected it in Shenhai. After drinking the Dahongpao, he stood up and said: "There are three scrolls of the Taoist friends, plus seven spears of time and a mess that I made myself. There is no trace, one phantom kill and eight shields. This time I must kill the big crocodile with the two heads. I will wait for me to come back and have tea together, and leave a message~"

After Yang Ling’s speech, he lost his eyes and blinked.

I stayed in the teacup for a long time, and the expression on my face lasted for a long time like constipation. Then I sighed and sighed on the sofa.

Tai Ting hits people, and there is a feeling of wanting to die in an instant. Just took out three scrolls to show off the thoughts like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves and disappeared. I just made three, Yang Ling actually made ten More than one, this gap is really too big.

Yang Ling found the Okada Snowman who had recovered well, and the two men once again appeared on the floating island through the tiankeng.

If you want to quickly get rid of this two-headed crocodile, Yang Ling only needs to concentrate all the enemies who are seeking the spiritual world. If he does not hesitate to launch a war, he will definitely succeed very quickly. There is still a death of Cora, estimated. Calling a finger is a poke, but Yang Ling is not willing to do this. After all, the world of refining the big fish is not an urgent task, but conquering the spiritual world is an urgent matter. If one day, the lives of relatives and friends will be dangerous. In the future, Corato will be a trump card in his hands, and he can't interrupt him to restore his realm. Therefore, Yang Ling decided to slowly grind himself with Oda Snow. Anyway, the spirit world is so big, he is not much, he is a lot less. .

"This is a five-face shield. This is a few golden guns... Well, the spear of time and space, and these scrolls... You should familiarize yourself with these things, and the guardian will not be forced to use it."

Yang Ling took the refining scrolls and magic equipment to Oda Snow, and after a few words, Oda Snow sat on the ground and became familiar with the use of these things, and Yang Ling began to familiarize himself with the three reels.

An hour later, the two stood up at the same time, and stood in a moment and stood a few hundred kilometers away from the roaring sea.

"吼~~"

The moment when the two just appeared ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I heard a horrible roar coming from afar, when the wind and thunder surged, accompanied by the rapid rise of the sea, a huge double-headed Warcraft from the collapsed sea It is revealed.

In the past few years, it has been waiting nearby. If there is a layer of white light protection on the floating island, the whole island has long been swallowed up inside it.

The enemy meets with extreme blush.

A head of World of Warcraft has been smashed in two halves and still hangs on the body. On the complete head, the big eyes like the Ferris wheel are raging, and a ray of light shines like a starry sky. Without any preparation for Yang Ling, the crocodile Warcraft opened his mouth and swooped down from the air, while an extremely terrifying spirit was pressed like a skyrocket.

The two figures were like a meteor slashing the hazy sky and standing apart for hundreds of kilometers away, while two huge shields wrapped the two in.

"Boom~"

Under the impact of the violent mental power, the heavens and the earth are one of the earthquakes, and the sea is directly recessed into a large pit of several tens of kilometers.

"Attack~"

Yang Ling screamed and threw four magic scrolls, while Oda Snow also threw three reels at the same time.

These seven reels blasted into the air and turned into a vast and colorful starry sky. They instantly condensed into seven 10,000-meter long guns in the air. The golden light of the gun head was like the same sun, emitting a dazzling brilliance in the hazy sky. )!!