Immortal Devil Transformation

A flat long box opened in Lin Yi's hand.

In a leather buckle on one side, eight dark grey arrows fastened to the bottom of the box, laying quietly on a long black bow.

This is a black bow that four people have seen at the academy.

Because even the inner blank and the heavenly ginger smile have driven this bow, although they don't know if it can be used to test for the talent of the windwalker.

“Teacher, after half a day, it turned out to be this bow that I had in my hand. ”

Lin Xiren muttered to herself and looked at Ling Han and slowly picked up the bow.

This long, inky bow is also made of wood, but the wooden pattern on the bow is exceptionally fine and clear, like an embedded iron wire.

The bow has a connected Italian symbol, and two dragon-like skulls bite the same dark bowstring.

On a bow string made of some kind of muscle, there's also a small character that doesn't even look close, like human blood.

It's "little black.”

This is a unique soul soldier that can be drawn from the soul power of practitioners below the Great Soul Master.

Lin Xie exhausted all her efforts in the practice class at Qingyu College, but only pulled the bow string of this bow out less than two fingers away.

This long, dark bow is the blade that the powerful man, who shocked and radically changed the world 50 years ago, had been using in his early years.

“What is the history of this bow? ”

I don't know much about this bow, and I think Lin Xi and Lin Linghan have a very special color on their faces right now. Jiang can't help but ask softly.

Linghan looked at him and said: "This is the blade left by Dean Zhang. ”

Jiang Jiaoyi opened his eyes and blinded his eyes.

It is only this sentence that they understand that the meaning of the bow itself and the glory it represents exceed the power of the bow itself.

……

Lucky also looks at this black bow in the gap between the sleeves of the robe.

When Lin Xie grabbed this “little black” in her hand, she suddenly felt a palpitating smell on the bowstring of this black bow.

This smell is like a snake rat's natural fear of a natural enemy like an eagle.

And it kind of understood that the string of bow of this black bow was probably from a more powerful natural enemy than it was, so it arched, softly sounded, poked its head out of Lin Xi's sleeve, and wanted to look closer and clearer.

Meng Bai was also staring at the black bow, but suddenly saw a furry head drilled in front of him and two slippery and bright eyeballs.

“Yikes...”

His hair suddenly exploded, screaming, and his back hit the carriage, causing the whole carriage to flutter, making the sound of wood creaking almost broken.

“Yes!”

The “Black Tiger Slaughter" rushing out of the cabin immediately gave off a nervous low drink.

“Nothing.” Lin Xi couldn't help but look at her cowardly inner friend and immediately responded.

“That's what scares you?” Linghan couldn't bear the slightest anger and looked at the wretched whisper: “What monster do you think? Didn't you know he was a spiritual priest? ”

Meng Bai looked at the auspicious head and saw that it was not something unusually horrible, so he set his mind to it. The unjust defense was: “No one has ever cared about me since I followed this convoy... How do I know the news outside... the priest of the Spirit? What do you mean, he's a spiritual priest? ”

“You're losing your mind.” Linghan still looked at him angrily, "Your cultivation is higher than mine and Jiang Jiaoyi's, and we didn't expect you to run so fast on a weekday, so fast... what are you so easily afraid to do? ”

Blushing and blushing, "I don't want to, but I'm afraid of what to do. I'm just an inner tie. ”

There's nothing we can do about it.

Because looking at Meng Bai as she is now, coupled with her previous knowledge of Meng Bai, she can only admit that there are people who are naturally weaker.

“I'll be less afraid in the future. ”

Lin Xi said a good word for Mongbai.

I glanced at Lin Yi with gratitude, but my heart was still suspicious... fighting and killing, the blade of the cold light, the body of blood splashing, so terrible things, will I not be afraid in the future?

But the lucky and lovely face and understanding eyes made him a little relaxed and loved by his heart, so he couldn't help but stretch out his hand like a white bun head, wanted to rub his lucky head, and asked softly: "Lin Xi, what's your cat's name? Is it a demon beast? ”

"Cat?" said Ling Han, thinking of the funny scene that might happen. When did you ever see a cat that could spray a cracked golden black vulture with one bite? ”

“Cracked... cracked golden vultures? ”

His pale hands were suddenly frozen and his face grew pale.

The lovely Gixiangton in his eyes turned into a huge monster that could swallow him one bite at a time.

“Linghan, why are you trying to scare him? ”

Lin Xi smiled helplessly across the street and looked at the frightened white, but there was also an idea in her heart. He laughed again and said nothing more, his eyes turned back to the black bow in his hand and the arrows in the crate.

The cabin became quiet again.

Four young men and a little beast, all looking at Lin Xie and the black bow and arrow.

The black arrows in the crate are not known what kind of metal they are made of, and they are densely engraved with inscriptions.

This is a symbolic arrow that can penetrate the power of the soul.

Except for the practitioner cultivated by the Sacred Master, who is able to allow the power of the soul to run in the natural energy of heaven and earth, and who has been in the flying sword symbol for a long time, making the flying sword a part of the body, none of the other practitioners is able to keep the power of the soul in the symbol of the Soul Soldier for a long time.

Soul power is like a condensed stream of water, flowing into the script, it will quickly dissipate, so to maintain the power of the Soul Soldier and excite some powerful energy, the practitioner must always hold these Soul Soldiers and maintain a constant focus of soul power.

The wind pedestrian is the dependence of natural soul power in the script slightly stronger, that is, the loss of soul power will be slightly slower than the presence of normal practitioners.

The unique symbol on the arrow itself can have many enhancements for the arrow at a moment when the arrow comes off, and the soul power of the wind walker can remain in the arrow for a certain amount of time after the arrow comes off, which is the most fundamental reason why the arrow power of the wind walker is stronger than that of the average person. Because of the arrows fired with the long bow of the Soul Soldier, the time taken to fly into the air to shoot the opponent itself is extremely short.

Under the original powerful thrust, it can continue to accelerate and erupt on the way to flight, so it would be so horrible if Zhouwei hit it.

Lin Xi did not study these arrows at this moment, because it is impossible to know the true difference between these arrows and ordinary arrows unless they are really tested. He was only careful and started trying to pull this “little black” bowstring again.

……

The light-yellow light starts to shine slightly on the black bowstring.

This brilliant bloom is very soft and calm for Lin Xin and others, but for Lin Eve, it is a shocking wave. Even if he has done bow-opening training without knowing, he can keep calm when pulling the bow strings in the fierce battle. He is breathing slightly and his heart beats very indisputably.

Just as his fingers touched the bowstring and began to exert real force, the soul power in his body rolled out of his body almost uncontrollably and poured into the bowstring.

Because the soul power in his body is no longer known to grow and be more ambitious than when he first became a practitioner at Qingxian College, this eruption feels clear and obvious as if real blood were gushing out at this moment, and the speed of flow exceeds his usual limit, causing some swelling and tearing pain between his stomach and arms due to the flow of soul power.

The bowstring of this black bow has become, in his perception, an unusually lukewarm beast, sucking his soul power in a greedy madness.

Instead, the bow in his left hand was unresponsive, and the power of the soul passed through the bowstring and then onto the bow.

Lin Xi knew that this black bow was not a real monster, nor could he really fix himself to swallow, so he pressed the fear that surfaced in his heart and let his soul roll out, pulling the bow string inches apart.

Neither the bowstring nor the bow had a powerful aura.

But Lin Xi couldn't help but raise the eyebrows and the whole right arm that emitted yellow light, and Lin Xi felt how drastic Lin Xi's soul power consumption was at this moment.

Their breathing also had to be paused.

This black bow slowly became a monster in their eyes, a monster whose digestive powers were so clean that even a hint of breath would be wasted.

In their tense eyes, Lin Xi clearly had some effort to pull the bow string completely apart.

As soon as it was pulled apart, the bowstring and all the symbols on the bow lit up, but all the lights turned black, even the light-yellow lights on the bowstring turned black.

Lin Xi hesitated slightly, but still did not hold some desire in his heart. He turned his bow, pointed at the end of the compartment, and then loosened his string control hand.

“Huh!”

The four young men and a little beast saw a noticeable black force in front of the long black bow, like an invisible arrow, shooting at the back wall of the cabin.

“When!”

A piece of wood on the rear wall of the cabin was completely broken, and a pit appeared on the steel splint inside, and the whole cabin violently shook.

“What?”

The "Black Tiger Slaughter” low drunk sounded again.

“Nothing… just testing a soul soldier.” Lin Xi answered softly, but at the same time, he couldn't hold his deep breath, slowly exhaled, and then watched as he grinned.

Linghan and Jiang Jiaoyi and Meng Bai looked at the damaged part of the cabin in the tremor of the cabin and couldn't speak at all.

Just an empty bow… purely an airflow of power shock, with such a powerful power, what speed and power would it be with an arrow strike?

Lin Xi's mood could not be calmed either.

He felt that with his power of soul, he could just pull the long bow apart, that is, the long bow could only be used if he reached the Great Soul Master.

He has two bowls of water in his body… but the two bowls are mostly empty, and he has almost a third of his soul power, consumed in this bow-opening blow.

And his right arm has trembled so slightly that he can't make another bow that guarantees precision because of the excessive surge of soul power.

“That means that even if I were you, I would only be able to fire two arrows at most. ”

Lin Xi smiled bitterly.

For him now, it's a long bow with a monster inside.