Reborn Sword Emeperor in the City

When Prince Archie finished speaking, he went straight forward, and the same lightning fell. He raised his hand to fight, and it collided with the lightning. But the lightning ignored his attack, and fell directly on him. In an instant, Prince Archie was scorched. His servant rushed forward and carried him away. She was hurt more than Carl's eyes.

The two strong men in the West were seriously injured, and even didn't touch any artifact at all. The atmosphere at the scene was very stressful. Many powerful people were gloomy, and the monks could only watch. The people of the Chinese hermit sect also told their disciples not to come forward easily.

"It seems that now, it's time for me to do it." Wang Ke looked at the magic soldier and said.

"No, you're waiting." Ling Feng stopped.

"Brother Ling, why? Isn't the time hard? " Wang Ke asked suspiciously.

"The magic weapon you think is just a murder weapon. He has been buried for tens of thousands of years and has his own intelligence. It's not so easy to get his approval. We have to do something else. "

"Brother Ling, what means do you want to use?" Wang Ke asked quickly.

"You must use your own blood to water it, and then lure it out. It's a fierce thing. If you can't control it, you will be killed by him." Ling Feng said that he saw the difference of this magic weapon at the first sight.

When Ling Feng came here just now, he found that there were many magic weapons hidden in the third layer, but they were all covered up by the magic weapon, so it could attract everyone to fight for them.

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Wang Ke immediately gave up and said, "forget it, I still don't want this magic thing."

"It can't be regarded as a magic weapon. It's just a weapon that can be controlled by the strong. I guess the two swords must have killed more than 100000 people before they became so. Unless they recognize the master and choose the master, they must be suppressed by the strong." Ling Feng said again that although he was not interested, he told Wang Ke the origin of the sword.

At this time, the situation was very depressing. At this time, the old count of the blood clan stood up and said, "everyone, I have a way. We can work together to deal with the thunder and lightning above, and attract the attention of the magic soldiers. Who the magic soldiers choose is who, how?"

Many people object to his proposal. After all, we don't know each other. If we join hands rashly, we may have a change. However, many powerful people nod their heads. Now that they are spending their time here, they might as well try it together. Maybe the magic soldiers will choose their own masters.

"No problem, that's it."

"We agree. Come on, let's try."

The strong of the big power all agree that in their eyes, this is the only way. The old count heard them, nodded, and said, "we'll start."

With his words falling, everyone used their own means to attack the golden double swords. For a moment, all kinds of auras and Li Lang attacked and smashed on the magic weapon.

"Bang bang."

The explosion continued to ring, but the light on the magic weapon would be more dazzling. However, the fact proved that the old count's method was still useful. The magic weapon, which had not moved, suddenly sounded like a response to everyone.

"Ha ha, the magic soldiers have begun to choose the Lord. We will attack with all our strength."

The old count said, he rushed up directly, used the talent of the blood clan, and punched in the past. At this time, everyone was crazy, and the magic soldier began to recognize the Lord, but the biggest chance, who can get it, will directly become the real strongest.