Wu Po Jiuxiao

Faced with all kinds of terrifying powers added to his body, Ye Fantian only felt his body tremble violently, and then only waved the spear in his hand, but the impression of the process has been completely dispelled.

When he recalled it, everything seemed to be over.

There was no sign of dark clouds on the sky like a blue mirror, and the terrifying lightning and thunder disappeared immediately. Looking at the spear in his hand, Ye Fantian couldn't help but his eyes shivered slightly.

At this time, the spear has completely lost the astonishing light just now, and it still has a silvery luster, but compared to the eye-catching just now, it looks extremely simple, with a large number of strange patterns appearing on it, You can vaguely feel an inexplicable mysterious atmosphere from it.

"It's done, it's done, it's done."

Ye Fantian murmured, with an unbelievable expression on his face, after all, all this seemed to be a dream.

Ouyang Yezi tried his best to get up from the ground, and then poured the only half bag of Yaoshen brew into his mouth, and then his spirit was quickly lifted, and his body quickly stood up.

Seeing Ye Fantian still in amazement, he hastily snatched the spear from his hand, but at this moment, a faint blue electric light erupted from the body of the spear.

laugh……

After a burst of ear-piercing rubbing sounds, a burning smell was produced, and the intense pain immediately made Ouyang Yezi involuntarily throw the spear out of his hand.

"Lao Tzu is your creator, divine weapon psychic, magical psychic, but why do you treat me like this?"

Ouyang Yezi caressed the palm of his hand, where a terrifying scar was clearly visible, but at this moment he was so depressed, it felt like his newborn son suddenly uttered human words to him, saying that the other party was not My own relatives are average.

Looking at Ouyang Yezi who was about to draw a circle to curse, Ye Fantian picked up the spear again and said with a smile on his face:

"Hey old man, don't be sad, don't forget, you carved the pattern on the spear, isn't that the logo of your Ouyang family? No one can change this."

"kindness?"

Hearing this, Ouyang Yezi realized that the patterns he had condensed with Ouyang's fire-making hands had been perfectly engraved on it. He couldn't help feeling a little comforted in his heart, but he still said rather unhappily:

"Grandma, yes, I have suffered a big loss this time, but I finally created an artifact, which is enough for me. Even if I die, I am still qualified to fight with my ancestors." And the masters praised it."

Artifact, this is an artifact!

Ye Fantian couldn't help touching it again, a feeling of blood connection filled his heart, and under this feeling, Ye Fantian felt as if he was perfectly integrated with the spear.

whoosh...

Steadily hold the spear mainly on the handle, and stand in mid-air quickly and straightly.