Tempered Immortal

Zhang Qi began to wonder, but soon, the opportunity was unmissable, and the thought of not coming came to his mind.

What if you think you're really lucky?

I came here to find a treasure, but now the opportunity is in front of me, how can I miss it?

You know, you're ahead of the curve, but you're not much ahead of the curve, and the ferry period is powerful, and you're always here.

Precious insurance!

The idea jumps to the head again.

Zhang Qi took a deep breath, and the light in his eyes became unwavering. Then he stopped hesitating and flew with him, like the treasure in front of him.

Hundreds of feet away, just a twist.

Going nearby, Guanghua no longer has the effect of blocking, and it looks clearer.

It's a treasure in a peculiar shape.

Like a sword, not a knife, like a sword, not a sword.

Said it was a knife, it was a little too narrow, said it was a sword, only one blade was opened, bent into a narrow amplitude, the surface blood kept spinning.

Qi is emitted from the surface of the treasure, and the bloody symbol is even thinner than it appears.

Suddenly, Zhang Qi felt somewhat familiar, as if he had seen this treasure… No, he had heard legends about it.

But in a hurry, I can't remember.

There was no time to think, because there was a shout in my ear.

“A thing of birth! ”

The voice contains surprises and greed.

Zhang Qi doesn't have to look back.

I've seen new characters with God.

It's a black-faced old man.

I don't know myself, but I can't ignore it.

Good thing it's not a ferry level old monster, it's a late fairy fixer.

He also saw the treasure.

A face full of surprises and surprises.

This spiritual pressure, this glow, is absolutely innate.

As the saying goes, I've never eaten pork, I've always seen pigs run.

With that certainty, the black-faced old man still has it.

His experience in this treasure hunt was different from Zhang Qi's. It was like he was holding onto the psyche of having a chance. I didn't think it was a coincidence. There was such good luck ahead of him.

The black-faced old man rejoiced and flew all the way to the front. At the same time, the sleeve robe blew, and the two black rays burst out towards Zhang Qi.

Wei Wei, help Zhao!

The purpose is obviously to interfere with each other's collection of treasure.

Unfortunately, it was useless. After discovering the whereabouts of the black-faced old man, Zhang Qi jumped one step ahead.

By this time, he had no retreat and was moving very quickly.

Those two black rays fell in the open and ultimately did not work.

Although the power of the black-faced old man goes further, such a short distance is hard to show.

Eventually, Zhang Qi stepped forward, his right hand reached out and his fingertips had touched the treasure.

“Eldar! ”

The black-faced old man was furious, anxious and unparalleled.

But it didn't give up, it was just a step ahead, even if the other party got the innate treasure, it wasn't immediately available.

This level of treasure is too naive for a fairy fixer in the middle of the divine division.

If you work hard, you still have a good chance to make your baby easy on you.

At this moment, he can no longer hesitate to raise his hands and point them forward.

Spike...

The void was torn apart and a black sperm emerged from his sleeve.

This is the old man's natural treasure. Naturally, power is small.

Pfft...

Some dull sounds go into the ear.

Zhang Qi didn't hide and was passed directly by the chest.

Once the elderly stay, it is inevitably a little too easy. Although the other party's strength is less than its own, it is also a distraction in the medium term. It should not have no power to fight back.

Is it because the other person gets the treasure, too excited, too disoriented, so happy and sad?

That's good. That must be it.

Beyond that, the black-faced old man can't think of any other rational explanation.

After reading this, he couldn't help but show great joy on his face. He really broke through the iron shoes and had to work hard.

I must not repeat myself, get the treasure as soon as possible and leave here.

That's what the old man thinks, but is it really that simple?

Zhang Qi was passed by the black light, but there was not a drop of blood coming out of the wound.

At this time, the treasure had been held tightly by him with his right hand. An incredible scene appeared. From above the handle of the sword, he stretched out countless blood and red, like a tentacle, and wrapped Zhang Qi's right hand tightly around him.

Then his demeanor changed.

He was no longer a fairy fixer in the middle of a raid, as if he had become another figure.

Is this... usurpation?

No, there's a lot of difference with usurpation.

The hearts of the black-faced old man, somehow began to get scared.

I can't believe it. It's just a guy who's already been badly hurt. Whatever happens, what can you do with a wound like him?

Is it really that simple?

Deep down inside, the old man also plays a little drum.

Time, however, did not allow him to hesitate, and the old man turned into a rainbow and swept forward.

The distance of more than a hundred husbands is only momentary, but just a little kung fu, Zhang Qi has changed so much, but it is incredible.

People are still that guy.

But his face was covered in magic.

All five officials are a little blurred and elusive, yet inexplicably there is a palpitating scent.

The pupils of the black-faced old man narrowed, and the corners of his eyes were susceptible to self-absorption.

But he has no way back.

If you open the bow, where do you find the arrows?

“Drink!”

The old man shouted, his hands held out, and he couldn't even see the movement.

Thereafter, before him, the spiritual light fluctuated, the sword gun, the trident, and instantly more than a dozen weapons emerged.

The black-faced old man felt the crisis at this moment, without any apprehension, and this time, he had done his utmost.

Ten-sided ambush, trying to destroy the enemy here!

However, Zhang Qi's figure suddenly disappeared.

Impossible. How can I hide in a situation where I have clearly locked his airplane?

The old man's face is full of incredible colors.

But without waiting for him to make a move, the bloody atmosphere made a big scene, and a bloody light suddenly emerged from the void.

There are no signs of half-minus in advance.

The target is his skull!

Sneak attack, and so unexpected.

The old man was surprised that he had not had time to hide. In a hurry, he could only merge more than a dozen weapons that had just been sacrificed into the middle.

The idea was that if you can't stop it, at least you can stop it, and then you have a chance to escape.

That's it. He's afraid to think about the treasure. It's so weird.

Good to be on the run, or a little sure.

But it turns out that his idea is naive.

Looking at the road blocked, the blood was not as powerful as bamboo. Instead, it was twisted like a venomous snake, bypassing the dozen weapons blocking the road, and then severely chopped it down.