Dean Qi was confused. Just before the insect array was launched, he still remembered that his mental power had indeed penetrated into Ye Kui and controlled everyone accurately.
But it is a pity that just now, Dean Qi felt as if he had made a mistake...
He felt as if his mind had been stolen! ! !
Generally speaking, it is definitely a very painful experience to be invaded by others while carrying out mental invasion. The collision of three mental powers will cause great damage to the mental power of the middleman, just like two arms. It's the same as being pulled in two directions at the same time. The head and tail must not look at each other.
Dean Qi controlled Long Ming's spirit, and the mysterious man controlled Dean Qi's spirit... Therefore, Dean Qi is the middleman.
In the battle for spiritual power, Dean Qi suddenly became the middleman. It stands to reason that Dean Qi would definitely be in great pain.
But the feeling of stealing thoughts just now made Dean Qi feel very comfortable...
There is even an unprecedented pleasure...
When Dean Qi came to his senses, the Night Ghost Spirit Lord in front of him had disappeared, but a huge hole appeared on the ceiling of Ye Kui's headquarters.
Afterwards, Dean Qi took back the controlled mental power and took off the amplification helmet.
For a long time, Dean Qi did not get up, but was quietly thinking about two things...
First: Who is the mysterious person who invaded me just now...
Second: Should I find a wife...
Dean Qi looked down at his pants.
Fortunately, the clothes he wears are made of special materials that dry quickly and purify odors.
Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing if Meng Yu saw the state just now!
Thinking of this, Dean Qi blushed and sighed as he stood up from the space capsule.
Only then did he see his adopted son Qi Mengyu standing behind the space capsule...
Qi Meng said: "Dad..."
Dean Qi was shocked; "You... when did you come in..."
Qi Mengyu: "I just heard dad howling. I thought something happened... so... I came in..."
Dean Qi stared at Qi Mengyu: "You use the method I taught you... give me amnesia immediately! Don't force me to do it..."
Qimeng said: "..."
…
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In the dead sea of space, the battle of wits and courage between Wang Ming and Ghost Head Sword continues.
After drawing the design drawings, Wang Ming made a hook from the belt he had taken off before, and hooked up the fragments of the magic weapon floating on the sea. Because the fragments floating nearby were all random, Wang Ming basically saw Just hook whatever you want, and wait until it's hooked onto the ship to make sure there are any parts you need on the scraps.
After dozens of minutes, there was not much space left on the bamboo raft, which was occupied by fragments of magic weapons, large and small.
Wang Ming selected the fragments he needed, and then used the white coat he took off as a rag to wipe away the remaining Dead Sea spirit fluid on the fragments. The material of the white coat was very special, not ordinary clothing. In addition to its strong toughness, it also had automatic Decontamination effect.
He didn't dare to come into direct contact with the spiritual liquid, otherwise his skin would be corroded.
More than ten magic weapon fragments were hooked up, but in the end, Wang Ming only picked three.
The remaining fragments were thrown back into the dead sea of space by Wang Ming...
Guitou Dao watched Wang Ming wipe the pieces again and again, and finally used the tools in the tool box to cut off the parts he wanted.
Wang Ming's current cutting tool is the micro-robot "little crab" in the tool box. Compared with the eight-armed "big crab" he had in the military tent before, the work efficiency is naturally not good. Although the small crab is easy to carry, The cutting speed is greatly reduced.
"It would be nice if there were big crabs here." Wang Ming sighed.
This was said deliberately for Guitou Dao to hear.
However, although Guitou Dao heard the overtones of the words, he had no intention of reflecting at all. Instead, he urged Wang Ming to speed up: "Your movements are too slow, please move faster!"
Wang Ming frowned, and then used the parts he had just cut out from the fragments to start splicing work.
A few minutes later, the first component of the "amplifier gun" was born.
"So fast?" Guitou Dao was surprised.
"It's just a part. We need a lot of parts." Wang Ming responded.
Then, he put the assembled parts into the storage ring and started the second wave of salvage work...
As a result, we salvaged for the second time and returned home with a full load!
And in this second wave, Wang Ming also caught a finished magic sword. Although there were gaps in the blade of this magic sword, the overall integrity was quite good! This is a dark blue spiritual sword. There is even a dragon head carved on the hilt. The overall craftsmanship looks very exquisite!
"Such a good sword should have a sword spirit, right?" Wang Ming knows some skills in magic weapon identification. Wang Ming estimates that this finished magic sword should be a sacred weapon!
"There are many broken magic weapons floating in the dead sea of space, and some are even almost intact. But once they are involved here, there is no way to recover them. It should be that the sword owner of this sword cut off contact with it, and its sword spirit eventually self-destructed. Yes." Ghost Head Blade replied.
"pity… "
Wang Ming felt sorry for a while.
He wiped the dark blue spiritual sword clean, and was surprised to find that there were several lines of small words on the sword.
Wang Ming: "What is this?"
Ghost Toudao answered directly without even looking at it: "Whether it is a self-destructing sword spirit or another weapon spirit, the reason for self-destruction will be left on the magic weapon, otherwise it will not be able to survive the reincarnation after death. You The words you see now should be this sword spirit’s final work.”
I see…
Wang Ming looked at the few lines of words left on the sword curiously, and then read them out.
On the sword is written: I am the sword spirit named Kunshan. The sword master's name is Brother Long. Because the sword master was drunk and moved his sword through space, he collided with a young knight in white clothes in the space, resulting in a quarrel. During the dispute, the sword master raised me to chop the young knight in white clothes, but he was unable to kill the man. During the process, I was left behind because my hands were shaking. I was sucked into the rift in space, and finally entered the dead sea of space. Then, the sword master, the unarmed turtle grandson, was hacked to death by the young man in white outside... Therefore, I chose to self-destruct. If anyone sees this sword, please take a photo of the description of the sword and bring it to the young man in white outside as a "legitimate defense" defense - Heaven is good at reincarnation, please reincarnate me and arrange a more reliable sword master. !
Wang Ming: “…”
Ghost Head Sword: "..."
As soon as Wang Ming finished speaking, Wang Ming suddenly found that the Tiancai sword under his butt actually gave off a faint light...
A young man in ancient clothes with long hair and dead fish eyes suddenly turned into a breath of fresh air and came out. The young man stared at Wang Ming: "I am from Kunshan, I was inspired by the way of heaven to inherit this sword spirit..."
Wang Ming and Guitou Dao were both shocked.
Why did a sword spirit suddenly appear now
Wang Ming suddenly remembered that today is his birthday...
So... this is a birthday present
It can't be such a coincidence...
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