Thunder Martial

The world of the past, for Purple, was vague, and he could only perceive a crisis in obscurity.

But now, after severe pain, Purple's perception of the world becomes clear.

Just as there are a lot of perceived tentacles in the mind that extend out, feed everything they perceive back into the mind, and in the purple mind, form another set of stereoscopic images.

For example, at the moment, he can sense that the sword that came at the speed of speed was stabbing at his head. The sword looked fast on the outside, but at this moment in the purple perception, the sword is traceable.

Almost freely, he dodged the blow.

Unlike when you were just avoiding, when you were avoiding, you didn't even use your eyes to see it.

Immediately afterwards, Langman came again with a quick sword, and Purple still didn't use his eyes to look, but he easily dodged.

His perceived world has changed and seems to have changed indescribably with his body, even in the case of serious injuries, his reaction is still rapid.

This is a peculiar situation at the moment, where you don't have to have eyes to see what's around you, but it's like having a soul in the outside world, having the power of a soul.

But in this world, this is an awakening of abilities, not from those martial arts, but from the soul of purple herself. As the perfect soul, under the irrigation of the Holy Source fluid, the ability is finally awakened today.

This perceived ability to awaken at this moment is not just about perceptions of things around us, but seems to have another meaning of manipulation. This sense of manipulation seems to tell Purple that you have to choose one thing to manipulate.

Purple tries to manipulate other things that you can perceive around you, such as parts left behind by mechanical black bears, such as those sharp flowers and grass, but it doesn't work.

The ability to manipulate the knife is equally ineffective, and the heavenly lightning wing does not need to be manipulated, which seems superfluous at this moment.

Langman's attacks continue, and as his vitality passes, he becomes more desperate.

This is the true limit of your dying me alive, the real challenge.

At this moment, even if some kind of transformation of purple occurs, hiding gradually begins to struggle.

Now, he has only two choices, one is to find a quick way to break the game, the other is to persevere until Langman falls first.

The latter is not very reliable, and the previous one seems to have a thread of possibilities after a sudden awakening of purple power.

In the mind, the idea of manipulation constantly appeared, just when Purple did not know what kind of breakdown to manipulate, suddenly, in Purple's mind, something appeared autonomously.

After this appearance, the purple mind seemed to have a lightning stroke, not knowing what to manipulate, but instantly understanding what to manipulate.

It's as if he should have manipulated this thing when he woke up with this ability.

Back in shape, Purple's eyes regained a clear look at things, looking at Langman, who gradually became insane, he threw away the broken knife in his hand, his right hand slowly stretched out, and looked at this motion, seemed to be rushing forward to Langmanso for something.

A bright light appeared from the palm of a purple palm and turned into a small knife. The knife was not big enough to clap as thin as a cicada wing. When it appeared, the light shone, but after it appeared completely, it returned to its original form.

The four people who watched the war from afar looked at the scene with amazement, first the strange wing, and now the strange knife, and they were wondering how many strange things were left on purple.

Langman similarly saw that Zixian abandoned the knife and took out such a small knife, but his vitality was not so great that he could not think carefully, so he tried to kill Zixian directly without stopping.

Four people in the distance, staring closely at the knife in Purple's hand, are speculating, can this knife change Purple's situation at this moment?

Right under their eyes, Purple pinched the knife in his hand with his fingers, with his wrist, and shook his hand and threw it at Langman.

The knife flew fast and made a bang, but he rubbed Langman's cheek past and failed to kill each other.

“It's over! ”

Seeing this scene, the four people sighed with disappointment, threw a large knife, the knife failed to kill the enemy, and at this moment, the purple clam retreated to a giant stone, and there was no way back.

Now even if they want to rescue, it's too late, they can only mourn and pray for the miracle in their hearts.

“Go to hell! ”

Langman rushed to the irrevocable purple body, without too much crap, and his soft sword straightened straight into the purple eyebrow.

“You're the one who died! ”

Looking back at the soft sword, Purple looked calmly at Langman and said.

With the sound of purple speech falling, only a sharp whistle came from a distance, only to see the little knife that had just been thrown out, but for no reason, it did not land, but turned around in the middle of the sky, and then turned back.

This turnaround is much faster than before, like a black light.

“Pfft!”

Without any accident, while the soft sword had not yet penetrated the heart of the purple eyebrow, the knife had first pierced Langman's back brain.

Langman's attack stopped, his smug expression solidified, his soft sword trembled like a spiritual snake three inches in front of his eyebrows, but he couldn't stand forward.

Vitality, passing fast.

After the battle, the purple leaned against the boulder and gasped heavily, this battle should be really dangerous, almost planted here. At this moment, his body is already scarred.

Four people rushed in from afar. Today's battle is truly a wave of 30%, with all kinds of crises, the results are even more unexpected.

Previously, in their expectations, Purple Battle wiped out others in a tri-colored poison fog, and they joined forces, if they were lucky, maybe one or two of the five could survive, if they were unlucky, they would all die in battle.

But at the moment, purple people are wiped out by endless means, when they are truly surprised and surprised. Of course, Purple Pearl paid a considerable price for this, and the injuries became very serious, and several people seemed very worried.

“I'm fine.” Purple slanted against the boulder, weakly said.

Apart from the fact that one face was clean at the moment, the rest of his body looked miserable, either wounded or bloody.

“Hurry up and take it down! ”

Hu Qi quickly came forward, took out a jade bottle, poured a drop of Holy Source liquid from it and handed it to Purple Pearl, indicating that he would take it.

“This is Holy Source. ”

“I know, of course, that this thing is good for healing. ”

Looking at the purple seemingly ready to refuse, Hu Ji said: “Don't refuse, this should be your spoils of war. If I didn't expect it to be bad, Langman should still have a lot of this holy source liquid on him, it's nothing to use at this moment. ”

Of course, a secondary hunter will have a sacred source of liquid. It is acceptable to waste a drop to heal the wound. Purple nodded and swallowed directly down.

After entering the abdomen, Holy Source fluid begins to release energy, which naturally flows throughout the body, and then begins to repair the wounds on its own.

At the time of purple healing, Xiangxian started cleaning the battlefield, and as a woman, she was more careful than the others.

As for Shu Jin, he stood next to Zi Xin, which is considered the purple protection method for healing injuries.

Thompson, who had nothing to do, remembered that when he had just fought, Purple threw the knife breaker and the sheath all out, so he began to look.

The cousin who put away the jade bottle also joined the line of cleaning the battlefield.

When the sky was about to shine, Purple opened his eyes and swallowed a drop of Holy Source fluid. His injuries have been effectively controlled and are gradually beginning to improve, believing that in a few days' time he will be fully recovered.

When he opened his eyes and saw all four measuring him, he was surprised to say, "Do I have flowers on my face? ”

“Zijuan, you're developed!” Ignoring the purple fun, Tomp looked at the purple excitement and said.

“Developed?” Purple flashed and didn't understand each other's meaning.

“You killed Langman when you were injured. You were in full swing. Killing Langman was definitely not a word. Zijuan, you are now a powerful secondary hunter! In this war, we've searched for a lot of Holy Source Fluid. You're developed!” Tomp said excitedly.

With purple power now, it is true that it is the equivalent of a secondary hunter, and he believes that if he met Langman in his fullest days, the battle would never have been so lame. Secondary hunters are also strong and weak. He is definitely better than Langman!

Purple nodded and said: “I also believe that even if I am not a secondary hunter, I have the strength of a secondary hunter. As for what you're saying, I'm not developed by myself, I'm developed by us. ”

“What does that mean?” Tomp snapped.

“Since it is a spoils of war, of course it belongs to everyone, there is no reason for me to be developed alone.” Purple laughed.

“Zijuan, this is not the same, one yard returns one yard, divides the two-headed tiger we are already sorry, you killed these people, if we take these resources again, we are sorry.” Hu Qi heard quickly.

“There's nothing to be surprised about. I'll take 50% of your head, and the four of you will split 50% of your head. ”

It's not that Zi Xuan doesn't want to give you more, but it's that they don't necessarily accept 50% of it.

He waved his hand, indicating that they no longer needed to say purple, and suddenly saw the knife that had fallen next to him. This knife is the knife of the Thunder Knife. It was built with a lot of resources by an unknown predecessor. It is definitely the finest of the heavenly soldiers.

And in this knife, there is a knife spirit.

But like a knife breaker, after the world, the knife spirit inexplicably disappeared, or sealed.

The ancient knife, with the first ray of sunshine falling in the recess of the mountain, actually showed a smudge of rust, as after millions of years, and this rust is still spreading.

“What's going on?” Looking at the little knife gradually turned rusty by the rust, the purple face with a smile changed instantly.