Chapter 220: The curtain opens
first.at this time, there were bursts of exclamations, and many people were looking up. Outside the protective cover, there was something wrong with the spaceship high in the air.in fact, there was so...all the street lights went out, this area of the city was dark, a dark red beam cut through the dreariness and depression, and quickly went into the health hall!
the room is dark and there is no light. Wang Xuan's eyes were clear and he waved a dagger, which suddenly seemed to bloom in a dazzling moment and chopped forward.
the dark red arrow feather passes through the wall, leaving a tiny arrow hole. It is very short, only as long as a signature pen, but very delicate. The arrow body is engraved with dense symbols, flowing red halo, and behind it is a tail light several meters long, flirtatious and intimidating.
it is like a red meteor, suddenly falling into the room from outside the territory, trying to destroy everything here.
the dagger is bright, accurately and forcefully chopped on the dark red arrow, the blade is sharp and silent, cut it off!
Wang Xuan was not surprised. On the contrary, his skin was taut. He dodged like a ghost, leaving remnants in the room. His cold hair stood on end.
the cut-off arrow feathers are suddenly put together and transformed into a complete dark red arrow. The special symbols on the arrow pole flow glowing, making the dark room full of a strange blush.
whoosh!
the small arrow is as fast as lightning, chasing Wang Xuan, locking him and nailing it into his spirit.
the dagger in his hand is not an ordinary thing, but he has never urged to send out strange runes, and now he only relies on its sharp blade.
he suddenly put away his dagger and stopped using it to block.
as the burning and stinging edge approached, Wang Xuan shook his head to avoid the red beam flying towards the center of his eyebrow, and his eyes burst into a solid beam.
he intervened in this world with spirit to change the trajectory of Arrow Yu, but there was a kind of pain in the whole spiritual realm.
this arrow feather is so unusual that it threatens him seriously.
the moment the arrow feather flew past, he turned around again, the dark red beam was intertwined, and dense runes emerged, coming very quickly, to be nailed into his body.
Wang Xuan waved his hand several times and blasted forward with secret force, but it didn't have much effect.
he realized Lao Chen's helplessness. In the face of this strange treasure, he could not avoid it at all, and could not effectively destroy it.
can we only fight hard in the spiritual realm
this is no ordinary treasure, it is something dug up by the plutocrats from the ancient mythology, and now it has been activated by them, and the power is unfathomable.
Wang Xuan faced such a strange treasure for the first time and did not have much experience. He ran the scriptures recorded on the slate, and his body resonated with his spirit, allowing his strength to soar.
he snapped his fingers one after another, one after another thunderbolt blooming, deafening in the dark night, all hit on the dark red arrow feather, although it was broken, but finally reappeared!
Wang Xuan found that all means of attack are not as effective as direct intervention in the spiritual realm!
but Lao Chen is a lesson from the past and is still in the state of the living dead.
Treasures are not just words. Wang Xuan has the most sober and profound understanding of the treasures left over from the ancient extraordinary period tonight.
A real treasure is enough to change the war situation!
these are not the weapons seen in his secret land, they are the real wonders unearthed in the ruins of ancient great religion, with amazing powers.
he did not panic, because he still had confidence in himself, and all the wonders resonated and all surfaced.
Fairy mountains with fog, lava fields with falling red sun, and blue lakes expand into a vast ocean. Condensed into one with his spiritual realm, making him more powerful!
wheeze!
the small dark red arrow flew to the surface of his body, and this time he could not avoid it, and Wang Xuan did not want to be passive any more. His mental strength surged, the spectacle resonated and resonated with the present world.
the little red arrow pierced into his spiritual realm, fell into the magma field where the red sun fell, was engulfed by the wonders, bound there, and was held back.
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what are these wonders After stepping into the extraordinary field, Wang Xuan communicates the mysterious spiritual world, captures a corner of the land, and makes it manifest.
normally, even if there is no decadent age in mythology, no one can peep into the mysterious spiritual world layer after layer at this level.
of course, Wang Xuan only touches a vague corner of the first spiritual world, and then attracts strands of strange energy to form a spectacle!
the dark red arrow fell into the spectacle and was completely silent!
the room was dark again, and there were no lights, only Wang Xuan's eyes were shining, and he had a bottom in his heart.
the treasure of the ancient extraordinary period is indeed ridiculously powerful, but it is extraordinary enough for him to get to this point and form a spectacle.
even in ancient times, when he pried the first spiritual world in this realm, there would be a saying that he could fight against the legendary treasures!
all of this happened in the case of the pyroxene fire.
since the lantern of the man in black appeared, the arrow feathers have been dim, all in an instant.
Wang Xuan sensed that in the street, in mid-air, dense miniature detectors were coming to get close to here and enter the room.
A terrifying arc flew out, tearing open the darkness and illuminating the streets where the streetlights went out, and the expensive detectors were destroyed.
in an instant, the whole street fell into darkness again.
the man in black did not stop, carrying an ancient lamp, walking with a flat rhythm, still approaching the health hall.
his whole face was cold and stiff, as if wearing an expressionless mask, somewhat cold and frightening under the dark red flame.
by this time, there was no one in the street, only his powerful footsteps.
"there is some surprise, there is extraordinary thunder blooming, is Chen Yongjie revived, or is that Wang Meng really extraordinary"
in the distance, two people stared at this side, spying on the whole street with the help of high-tech means.
"whoever it is should have been hit by an arrow just now, and it won't last long."
at the same time, the two of them looked up, and a warship appeared over Sioux City silently like a cloud. on this starless night, it looked so ferocious, giving people a sense of repression and terror.
there is no doubt that this is a powerful deterrent.
in this day and age, the steel jungle-like hull, once fired, is enough to crush everything!
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in the evening, all parties are waiting for news and waiting for the end of the battle.
"what there are warships floating over Sioux City. What are they going to do it's a city with a population of 10 million. They've gone too far!"
"the Thunder strikes and shows its authority. But you can't break the rules, even if you just cross the air. What if there's an accident "
pressure is exerted immediately, and no one can cross the red line.
the battleship went away silently, disappearing at the end of the sky.
at this time, the relevant circles are talking and can not be quiet, because there will be a result soon, and the great power has already let out to end everything!
the extraordinary lost, this is the current view, it is difficult to change the outcome.
on the dark street, the man came near the health hall and sent out a second arrow feather.
the ancient lights are hazy, the red flames in the wick are intertwined, and the arrows are like rainbows, which do not enter the room.
this time Wang Xuan did not dodge. The spiritual realm and the spectacle condensed into one and emerged outside the body, like a big net opened.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({});the ape glows all over the body and wants to break down the mountain of energy. Wang Xuan abandoned Qilian Road, the light and rain of his right hand danced, and the swor...