If the abnormality of the seven black sticks had not been discovered and they had been buried normally in the foundation pit, under the effect of the talisman on the tower, this dragon vein would have died within a month.

At that time, not only will the dragon vein die, but the evil energy on the seven black sticks will gather underground to form the Seven Evil Formation, firmly nailing it into the Qinling Mountains, and from there spreading a large amount of evil energy outward.

Because after all seven black sticks are buried in the foundation pit, within three days they will sink on their own and go straight into the heart of the mountain, making them difficult to be discovered, thus destroying the dragon veins from within.

What is certain is that with these seven black sticks, the main dragon vein will be severely damaged within ten years!

Wei Mian took the base by feeling, which was actually a blessing in disguise. The long sword appeared in mid-air instead of on the ground, making it much easier to deal with.

But what materials these things are made of and where they come from is unknown.

As the murderous aura from the long sword poured down, everyone's faces became serious. Wei Mian lowered his eyes and jumped up. At the same time, he pinched his fingers and quickly drew a talisman with his spiritual energy, forcing it towards the long sword.

The long sword hummed and trembled slightly in the air as if in resistance.

But Wei Mian, with his super sharp eyesight, still found that it seemed to be a little smaller?

So she continued to draw the second line, the third line...

Unlike before when he was reluctant to use spiritual energy on the island, the Qinling Mountains are full of vitality and abundant spiritual energy. Wei Mian doesn't need to worry about whether there is enough spiritual energy here.

She can absorb and use it at the same time, and even if she consumes it, she can wear out the long sword.

Sure enough, Wei Mian threw eighteen talismans in a row, and the long sword finally returned to its previous size.

The people from the Digital Department and the 9255th Unit were all stunned at this time. They had never seen anyone use spiritual energy to draw talismans in the void so lavishly. Even though there was a lot of spiritual energy in the Qinling Mountains, they did not dare to be so extravagant.

On the one hand, I am reluctant to let go, and on the other hand, I can’t bear it!!

But God is partial. Look at that little girl, her face is white but rosy, she can cast so many talismans without feeling any effort at all, instead her eyes become brighter the more she casts.

Is there any justice in the world anymore?

Now Xie Shen and others finally understood why those who had seen Wei Mian always found it difficult to describe her strength, because the gap was too huge.

There is a huge age gap, and an even bigger gap in strength.

Zheng Hao also noticed how easy it was for his uncle to do things. He saw the long sword grow from half a meter long to a person's height, and then change back from a person's height to half a meter long. Somehow, he suddenly thought of Sun Wukong's golden cudgel.

"Uncle Master, keep hitting it, hit it hard, and see if it can get smaller!!"

Zheng Hao shouted at the top of his lungs from below.

Wei Mian blinked. Good idea!

Then she threw nine talismans in her hand continuously, and the long sword really became smaller again.

Wei Mian's eyes lit up, as if the door to a new world had been opened. He threw talismans at it crazily as if they were free, making the long sword even more violent.

It grew bigger and smaller, obviously dissatisfied with Wei Mian and trying to resist.

After all, Xie Shen came from the digital department and was knowledgeable. He quickly figured out what Wei Mian wanted to do. He quickly called a few other people to set up the formation in the open space nearby.

Seeing this, Liang Haoran also came over to help. He knew that this formation was used for his master to subdue the long sword, so he simply took out all the jade talismans he had prepared in his bag and set up the formation.

Xie Shen looked at the formation stone in his hand, then at the jade talisman in Liang Haoran's hand, and suddenly felt a little sad.

I am a small leader in the digital department, but I am not as successful as someone else's apprentice.

Despite what he thought, he still helped Liang Haoran set up the formation, and protected him with several other colleagues.

"Master, come here!"

When Wei Mian heard Liang Haoran's voice, he looked down distractedly, grabbed the long sword, jumped off the crane, and fell directly into the formation.

As she entered the formation, she bit her fingertip and a drop of blood fell out.

Wei Mian didn't know where this long sword came from, but it was definitely an extremely ferocious creature, even more ferocious than the swords that generals in ancient times used to carry into battle.

I don’t know how many years it has been since this thing saw blood. When Wei Mian’s drop of blood fell on it, it suddenly felt like it had been given a shot of cardiac stimulant. Its body, which had just shrunk, grew again, even bigger than before, as tall as two people.

It stood darkly on the ground, revealing its murderous aura. The thick, black murderous aura spread out, making the few people guarding around it feel extremely oppressive, not to mention Wei Mian in the formation.

The black long sword suddenly made a clanging sound, and a faint light flashed from the blade's spine. The sword seemed to have finally been awakened and became as sharp as snow.

Wei Mian's expression couldn't help but become serious. The long sword that had seen blood became more ferocious than before, becoming something that she didn't dare to deal with easily.

At the same time, the people around the formation felt that there was suddenly darkness in front of them, and a feeling of emptiness and oppression followed. Although there was nothing around, the feeling of loneliness made people feel breathless.

This was an illusion created by the murderous aura of the long sword entering his mind. Usually, this was something the long sword had experienced before, but Wei Mian was very curious about what kind of place could be so empty and depressing, yet still produce such a murderous aura.

Since these black sticks appeared in the hands of the Jiujiu faction, the base must also be from Japan. We can ask them when we catch the people there.

The most important thing right now is to get the long sword.

Wei Mian bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, he pinched his fingers together and drew eighteen talismans in the air, finally reducing the long sword to half a meter in length.

Of course, the long sword was not so easy to surrender. It was full of murderous aura and no one could subdue it. After being awakened by Wei Mian's essence and blood, its murderous aura became even stronger. But now it was tied up by someone, and it felt aggrieved no matter how it thought about it.

What to do if you feel aggrieved? Naturally, you have to find a way to break free from the constraints.

But Wei Mian is not a pushover. Since she has made up her mind to subdue this thing today, she doesn't like to give up halfway. Since the spiritual energy is endless anyway, she might as well beat it until it submits!

Then, Wei Mian pinched his fingers together, three, six, nine, eighteen...

One after another, the spells hit the long sword, and the spells never stopped.

Moreover, the spiritual energy used in each talisman is extremely pure, and there will absolutely not be the slightest difference. Even a slightly weaker long sword can find a breakthrough.

However, no!!

Although Xie Shen and others were guarding the formation, they were observing Wei Mian in the formation. Feeling the changes in her spiritual energy without any fluctuations, some of their faces were numb with surprise.

Oh, I'm not envious. There's no point in envying you anyway.

God is biased!

Besides, it's not him who is being hit by the talisman now. The one who should be depressed is the black long sword. If it were a human, it would probably come out and curse. It's a pity that God didn't give it a mouth.

Wei Mian, like a machine that never tires, cast spells one after another: eighteen, thirty-six, seventy-two...

Finally, after the 81st strike was thrown, the long sword vibrated twice with a buzzing sound.

I give up.

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