When Luo Xingchen saw that Qin Yang had taken out this thing, he felt familiar. This golden rope was woven from golden dragon silk, and it burned continuously. Luo Xingchen had experienced it before.
"Look, it's a mere trap, I don't have to go to take it off!" Qin Yang focused on the last sword, holding the iron claw in his hand, and hurling it out, in an instant, the iron claw belt I dashed straight with the rope and crossed the lava river. The fire continued to burn and the lightning did not hurt. I simply passed through the trap area, grabbed the scabbard of the sword with one claw, and buckled hard, and the five metal iron claws stubbornly The scabbard of this sword is locked.
Beside the two of them, there are still a few powerful spiritual figures coveting this sword, but they dare not step forward. They all stared at Qin Yang's movements in surprise, and their hearts became a little shocked for a moment.
Qin Yang, regardless of the faces of the people, focused his gaze on the last sword, and found that the iron frame seemed to be deliberate. He fastened the sword between the various iron bars and let you No matter how strong it is, it is difficult to move it, no wonder everyone just gave up.
Qin Yang's expression was indifferent, his right palm stretched out, and a flame burst out directly, Ziyan Youhuo!
This scene caused the seven or eight people present to breathe in air-conditioning and their eyes were extremely shocked.
"Ling, Linghuo!" Several Lingtu Stages stepped back in an instant, they were instinctively afraid of this kind of thing.
Luo Xingchen's eyes lit up, and his heart was filled with anticipation, but seeing Qin Yang's finger flicked, the purple flames drifted away. It was the lightest thing in the world. Therefore, even fire and lightning strikes were directly avoided, and it fell on the metal. Above the iron claws, the fire expanded and burned violently.
The weird purple flame flames covered all the surrounding iron bars in the majestic flames. The scorching flames filled the air, even exceeding the temperature of the magma, and the terribleness of it could still be felt from a long distance.
After a while, those iron bars were directly melted, and the shackles of the psychic sword began to shake, so Qin Yang retracted the flames, and the golden dragon iron claws directly grabbed the scabbard. He pulled back forcefully, and the iron claws instantly bounced back together. The sword fell into his hand together. At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded and speechless.
Qin Yang calmly took down the psychic sword and retracted the golden dragon iron claws. He only heard a "beep" in his ear. He raised his head and looked at it. It is full of fiery greed.
When Qin Yang saw this situation, his expression remained unchanged, but he smiled slightly, his eyes were cold, and he said calmly, "What? I want to grab it?"
"Ah..." These seven or eight spiritual images are obviously hesitant. They all backed away with embarrassment. One of the fat guys smiled and said cordially: "This, little brother, we have witnessed your production. With so many miracles, it is really eye-opening, and I really admire it!"
Qin Yang was unmoved by a series of flattering words. The fat man changed his tone in an instant, and said seriously: "But brother, you two are too low-level. This man is innocent, and he is guilty of his crimes. Maybe it’s really not a good thing for you to hold it. I'll give out two hundred fire spirit stones, what about buying it?"
"Oh?" Qin Yang smiled freely, and was surprised at what the fat man said.
The so-called fire spirit stone is the fire attribute spirit stone. After absorbing this kind of spirit stone, one's fire attribute ability skyrocketed. In addition to the first time, there are ice spirit stone, thunder spirit stone, etc., any spirit stone. Stones are rare things in time.
This fat man probably saw that Qin Yang was good at controlling fire, and he gave such conditions.
"Hehe... How much money, how many treasures, don't change it." Qin Yang smiled and said coldly, with a very firm tone.
"Uh..." The fat man was choked for a while, then he made his face calm, his face was angry, and he released a powerful spiritual image state pressure, and said in a condensed voice: "Little guy, I think you are a wizard, don't toast or drink fine wine! "
The pupils of the other Lingtu Realm also shrank in an instant, staring at both sides coldly, they all wanted to wait for an opportunity to grab.
Luo Xingchen was on the side, already clenched his fists, he thought to himself, if it really doesn't work, just do it!
"Hahaha..." Qin Yang held the psychic treasure in his hand, suddenly laughed, and then swept the people aside very seriously, and said in a gloomy tone, "So many of you? Me? There is only one sword, who should I give it to?"
"Huh, that's enough!" A middle-aged man yelled coldly with a cold eyebrow, showing killing intent, his eyes flashing fire, he glared at Qin Yang and Luo Xingchen, and said sharply: "Two boys who don't know the height of the sky, Do you think you can run wild if you are covered with treasures? Keep your eyes open and take a good look at the eight spiritual realms, against the two spiritual realms of you, do you think you have a chance of winning?"
These words were extremely domineering and harsh, and they directly raised the confidence of the other powerful men, and their eyes became extremely sharp.
"Everyone," the middle-aged glanced around and said, "We joined hands to take them down, and then we each bid for the sword. The higher the price, the higher the price. If it doesn't work, then you can grab it by your own ability. What do you think? "
"Okay! Agree!" Everyone nodded together.
Qin Yang still looked calm, raised the corners of his mouth, with a cold smile hidden in his smile, glanced at the people, and whispered: "Are you scared? The eight spiritual images discussed how to deal with our two children. Really have a face, huh..."
"Shut up! It's all you asked for!" Someone even became angry and shouted violently.
"Oh... I really have no move." Qin Yang shook his head and sighed lightly. Immediately, he gently stroked the broad sword with his palm and smiled helplessly.
Luo Xingchen suddenly discovered that Qin Yang at this moment seemed to have changed, becoming so calm and terrifying. Although he was laughing, he could feel a suffocating chill.
Seeing everyone surrounded Qin Yang with a trace of fear, Luo Xingchen took a few steps back voluntarily. He wanted to see what kind of means Qin Yang would use to deal with the eight spiritual images.
Qin Yang lowered his head under a group of staring gazes, and said to himself: "Brother, someone wants to bully me, I can't beat me, come out and help."
As he was talking, he didn't know when there was already a jade medal in his hand. He held it in his hand and gently smashed it with a click.
Suddenly, a huge sense of coldness swept across the sky, and after Qin Yang smashed the jade medal, suddenly a tall phantom rose into the sky, covered by a terrifying coercion, and it was suffocating. , Everyone was shocked and trembling involuntarily.
This imaginary shadow slowly emerged from vague to clear, and finally turned into a purple shirt young man, with purple hair hanging down, surrounded by rays of thunder, like a god, the breath that fell from the sky made De Luo Xingchen also Begin to tremble in my heart.
"Junior brother, what's the matter?" The phantom of the purple shirt youth descended, and he spoke indifferently. Every word he uttered was like the sound of thunder, shocking people's heart. A pair of purple eye pupils projected thunder light, scaring all the eight spiritual scenes. Trembling, they turned around and wanted to escape, but unfortunately their bodies were dragged by a huge force, making it difficult to move. They were so frightened that their faces were ashen ashes. They waved their hands and cried, "I have no eyes, seniors forgive me!"
Qin Yang said coldly: "Brother, kill these eight people, they just wanted to kill me!"
"Uh! Don't—" Accompanied by a scream of despair and horror, the purple-haired youth raised his right arm indifferently, poked his finger in the void, and suddenly a purple-blue light poured out, splitting like a waterfall. There are eight, each of which can destroy the sky and the earth. The eight purple lights are like eight pillars of thunder, entangled by the thunder, like a long dragon shuttled away! Impeccable, penetrated the bodies of these eight people in an instant!
Whoosh whoosh!
A moment later, amidst a heart-piercing scream, these eight spiritual images were too late to struggle. They were instantly wiped out, and they were corroded by eight pillars of thunder, leaving no bones left. All the places where they stood were poked out. A dark bottomless pit, the earth does not know how many gaps it has cracked, it can be said that the earth is shaking, the universe is moving!
Luo Xingchen was dumbfounded, standing in place like a fool, only feeling that his whole body was numb and his mind was blank.
The purple-haired young man poked his finger out, then retracted his arm indifferently, looked at Qin Yang gently, and whispered: "Junior, I will give you three strands of distraction, and Master will give you three strands of distraction, how many do you use? "
Qin Yang grinned and said, "This is the first one!"
"Hey..." The Zifa youth suddenly sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his voice. He looked at Qin Yang and said earnestly and earnestly: "Junior Brother, we are not by your side, save some use!"
"Understand!" Qin Yang said seriously.
"Go for brother!" The young man with purple hair shook his head and turned around. Before he turned around, he glanced at Luo Xingchen slightly. Then, his body instantly turned into a wisp of blue smoke, and the smoke disappeared.
Luo Xingchen remained stunned, motionless.
Qin Yang walked over and slapped him on the shoulder suddenly: "It's okay!"
Luo Xingchen glanced at Qin Yang and smiled bitterly: "Brother Qin, I'm taking it! No wonder you can run wild!" He immediately gave a thumbs up, admiring him.
Qin Yang waved his hand leisurely, and said casually: "I'm just a little angry. In fact, I can do it with a few of their miscellaneous hairs without the seal."
Luo Xingchen gradually calmed down, his eyes showed a yearning: "Is that your brother? Too strong..."
"Hey, it's just a distraction. If his real body comes over, I'm afraid this plane can't bear it!" Qin Yang said proudly with a hint of pride.
"Well, it's amazing, but sooner or later, I will do the same." Luo Xingchen strengthened his conviction, full of confidence.
Qin Yang suddenly smiled: "Aspirational! Here!" He handed the sheathed sword to Luo Xingchen. Luo Xingchen took it carefully, and looked up and down the sheath, and found that the sword was really domineering.
It is twice as wide as an ordinary long sword. The entire scabbard is golden yellow with a radiant glow like pouring gold. The hilt is inlaid with seven precious beads, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, shining brightly.
"Try to draw your sword?" Qin Yang smiled.
Luo Xingchen responded, slowly pulling away the sword!
As a result, he had just pulled out the blade by less than five inches, and suddenly the sword body shook violently. There seemed to be a long dragon-like shadow roaring out of the scabbard, and the sound of a dragon's roar broke out in an instant. The neighing sound almost didn't start the eardrums of the two of them.
Luo Xingchen was frightened. He felt unstable when holding the scabbard in his hand. The scabbard seemed to burst, and the golden light gleamed with excitement. He gritted his teeth quickly and tried to reinsert the sword into the scabbard. , Suddenly, all visions stopped and everything was calm.
"Hiss..." Luo Xingchen and Qin Yang looked at each other, both of them were about to lose their eyes, and Luo Xingchen's mind was still a little confused!
Qin Yang suppressed his breathing, his eyes brightened, and he said excitedly: "I'm afraid this is a real treasure!"