Qiankun supreme

()Chapter 66 Strange Weapons

Boom boom boom...

Zhou Zhu felt as if he had been struck by a thunder, and the rumbling sound of the thunder was still ringing in his ears.

He even felt like he was smoking.

"Lang, prodigal son... is this your weapon?" Zhou Zhu asked uncertainly.

Fang Lang's face has turned into a bitter face, especially when he saw Zhou Zhu's expression, he wanted to find a hole in the ground and get into it, never to see anyone.

"Brother, can we not do this? My fame has been ruined on this weapon." Fang Lang said with a sad face and aggrieved.

This is an iron rod, taller than Fang Lang, completely black, with one big end and one small end, with pits and holes all over the body, as if it had been burned, it was extremely ugly.

Not only that, but at the big end, the shape is particularly shocking, like some kind of animal excrement.

No, it shouldn't be like, but it should be, and that's a piece of shit.

After Zhou Zhu saw the weapon clearly, he couldn't help it anymore, and burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha, it's so funny to have such a weapon." Zhou Zhu laughed loudly: "It's a pile of shit, it's actually a pile of shit, and it's a pile of shit that has been burned, haha..."

Fang Lang was embarrassed, pulled Zhou Zhu's clothes hard, and said awkwardly: "Brother, can you keep your voice down, you..."

He felt countless eyes looking at them, and Fang Lang quickly put the iron rod in his clothes, especially the one that looked like a pile of shit, and buried it deeper in his clothes.

Fang Lang looked at Zhou Zhu with an angry face: "Brother!"

Seeing that Fang Lang was unhappy, Zhou Zhu immediately stopped smiling, but he tried his best to hold back.

"Hey, okay, you can laugh if you want!" Fang Lang was helpless.

"Prodigal son, since you don't like this weapon, why don't you change it to another one? Do you need to be so entangled?" Zhou Zhu said with a smile.

"Brother, you think I don't want to." Fang Lang said helplessly: "However, if you want to choose a weapon, you must get its approval, otherwise you will not be able to own it, you know that!"

"When choosing a weapon, it was inserted very deep into the ground. I saw that it looked good, so I wanted to see it. Who knows, when I held it, it was recognized by it. I thought It must be a very impressive weapon, so I just pulled it out of the ground."

Speaking of this, Fang Lang's face was even more bitter: "However, as it was pulled out by me, its ugliness slowly appeared, first its scorched black stick body, then the bumpy holes on the stick body, and then , when I pulled it out, this shit-like thing appeared in front of me."

"I threw it away immediately and looked for other weapons that could recognize me, but I couldn't find one, and when I walked to it, it trembled again, as if it had a spirit , jumped into my hand, so, it became like this.”

"Brother, what should I do, how will I see people in the future, when I go to the battlefield, I will definitely be laughed out of my teeth as soon as I take out this weapon!" Fang Lang was extremely resentful.

Zhou Zhu couldn't laugh or cry, this is really weird.

Indeed, the small end of the iron rod looks good, with exquisite patterns on it, wrapping the head of the rod around and burying it in the ground, anyone who sees it will think it is a good weapon.

Zhou Zhu didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort Fang Lang.

He patted Fang Lang on the shoulder: "Brother, I sympathize with you very much, but although it doesn't look good, it is at least a weapon, which is pretty good. By the way, what level of weapon is this?"

"Brother, are you making fun of me? How can this thing like a shit stick have a level?" Fang Lang was even more angry.

It’s fine if you say you’re ugly, at least your level should be higher, there’s a saying, you’re ugly, but you’re powerful.

But now, you are not only ugly, but also not powerful at all, you are a real waste product.

Fang ** does not answer every day, and the ground is not working.

Zhou Zhu was surprised: "There is no level, it shouldn't be. How can a weapon without a level be placed in the armory?"

Zhou Zhu pondered: "Could it be a special weapon? Otherwise, the instructors and the others wouldn't make a mistake!"

……

"The Xuan-level high-grade weapon has been selected, and now the remaining weapons are not very powerful. I just don't know who will choose that weapon?"

"Oh, by the way, there is not a new recruit this year. When he first joined the camp, his combat power index was only 1, but now his combat power index has reached 5. I heard that the exercise he chose seems to be the "Luomen Sutra."

"It's the "Roman Sutra", which was exchanged by the second brother at that time.

"I don't know if he can get that weapon. It has been dusty for a long time, but I still hope to see it shine when it shines."

"Yes, the power of that weapon is unpredictable. I tried to get its approval, but failed!"

"However, its appearance is too much to bear!"

"I really don't know how the person who chooses it will feel!"

Xiao Wu and the others talked to each other.

……

"It turned out to be a waste product, what use is it for him!" Fang Lang said angrily, releasing the combat power index, and the true energy of practicing the "Luomen Sutra" overflowed, and he wanted to destroy it.

The true qi of the "Rahmon Sutra" flowed onto the iron rod, and a change that could not be detected by the naked eye took place.

Those bumpy holes and the patterns on the iron bars flashed for a moment, and at this moment, Zhou Zhu happened to see them.

"How could it be? At that moment, there was a rune flashing!" Zhou Zhu was startled: "Could it be, is this really an unusual weapon?"

Fang Lang shouted and used all his strength, but he couldn't break the iron rod at all.

"The waste weapon is so hard!" Fang Lang looked unhappy.

"Prodigal son, maybe this is an unusual weapon. I seemed to see that the iron rod was covered with a kind of rune just now, but it is gone now." Zhou Zhu said solemnly: "I think you should put it away. It might change in the future.”

"By the way, what's the name of this weapon?" Zhou Zhu asked.

Fang Lang said without thinking: "Luomen!"

"Hey, why do I know it's called 'Luomen'? Didn't I give it a name? It's really strange, that's okay. I practiced the strange "Luomen Sutra" and got another ugly and strange weapon, Luomen. The door is Roman!"

He doesn't care anymore.

Only Zhou Zhu thought it was not easy, his expression was very solemn.

Since it could not be changed, Fang Lang didn't think about anything else anymore, so he accepted this cruel fact, and his whole person became a little depressed, and he didn't feel the joy of getting the weapon at all.

"Brother, how is your weapon selection? What level is it?"

Regarding Zhou Zhu's weapon, Fang Lang became curious: "I think it must be a good and powerful weapon!"