"Boy, someone's coming in, be prepared to escape."
"Master Yao, have you recovered?"
After ten years, Ling Tian was very happy to hear the voice of the weapon spirit again.
"It's not that easy. It's just that there's no danger of it dissipating. Forget about the liquefaction of your Qi Sea for now. This person is beyond your ability to defeat. Hand your body over to me later. Whether you can escape or not depends on your luck."
"Hahaha, I finally found you."
As soon as the weapon spirit finished speaking, Lu Chen laughed and walked into the cave. He looked Ling Tian up and down, and detected that he had just broken through the foundation-building stage. He showed a disdainful expression. When he used his divine sense to scan Ling Tian again, he couldn't help but frowned, "How could this be, five mixed spiritual roots?"
Ling Tian's five spiritual roots almost made Lu Chen collapse. His main goal was his body, but the reality was so different from what he imagined that his brain couldn't function for a while and he stood there in a daze.
Of course, the weapon spirit would not let go of such a great opportunity. It immediately took control of Ling Tian's body and was about to attack when it realized that Ling Tian didn't have any useful skills. Frustrated, it couldn't help but blame itself, "Why didn't I teach him a couple of offensive skills in the first place?"
There was no other way but to use the most basic fireball technique to attack.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”
The chain of fireballs attacked Lu Chen's vital point without any warning. The weapon spirit was indeed an old monster that had survived for a million years. Its understanding of magic was incomparable to Ling Tian. Even the simplest fireball spell could become powerful. This was also Ling Tian's best learning opportunity.
Unfortunately, when the fireball was about to hit Lu Chen, he waved his hand and easily eliminated the threat. Coming to his senses, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Ren, "You're looking for death. Give me that thing, maybe I will let you go."
"You...what are you talking about? I don't understand."
When Lu Chen asked this question, Ling Tian's heart tightened, and even the spirit of the weapon became alert.
"Jingtian Bottle, please give it to me quickly and don't force me to do it."
It's not that Lu Chen didn't want to take action directly, but he was afraid that if something unexpected happened and he used the power beyond the power of the world, he would be strongly repelled and pushed out of the boundary wall, and then the thousand years of his life span that he had spent to come here would be in vain.
"net……"
Ling Tian almost blurted out the words, and then became confused and didn't know what to say.
"Boy, the other party must be some powerful being who broke through the boundary wall and descended. Although your realm is restricted by the power of the world, you are absolutely unable to resist its attack methods. Especially the gap in soul power makes you have no chance of winning. Your only hope is the Pure Sky Bottle. As long as you can make it recognize its master, you can absorb him and trap him, slowly destroying him."
"I think the key is that it doesn't look down on me."
Recalling the several times he had dripped blood to recognize his master, but was always pushed out of the Jingtian Bottle, Ling Tian shook his head and sighed.
"I can help you control it temporarily for a while, but..."
The weapon spirit didn't say the rest of the words, fearing he'd regret it later. Without waiting for Ling Tian to react, the weapon spirit controlled Ling Tian and unleashed hundreds of fireballs in succession. The roar was deafening, and the flames shot skyward. The weapon spirit didn't believe these fireballs could harm the opponent; they were simply using this brief window to help Ling Tian gain control of the Pure Sky Flask. Then, with a Light Body Technique, he retreated at high speed.
"here we go!"
The spirit of the weapon informed Ling Tian, and without giving him a response, it took out a knife and cut a small hole in his heart, but no blood oozed out, which was very strange. It then took out the Jingtian bottle, and the spirit of the weapon poured its limited soul power into the bottle and wrapped it up.
The Jingtian bottle actually trembled violently and tried to escape, but was unfortunately held tightly by the spirit of the weapon and could not move.
"seal!"
In the blink of an eye, the Jingtian bottle became like a dead object and quickly shrank to the size of a finger joint.
The weapon spirit controlled the Pure Sky Bottle and slowly sank it into Ling Tian's heart, allowing its blood and essence to continuously wash over it. Then, in an extremely weak voice, it said, "Boy, this is all I can do for you. Just hold on for a quarter of an hour and then you can use it against the enemy. The rest of the journey depends on you..."
"Master Yao, Master Yao? Is there any way I can help you recover?"
"Yin...Yang...Sacred Tree!"
"Where are you running to!"
Before Ling Tian could search his memory to find out what the Yin-Yang Divine Tree was, Lu Chen had already broken through the fireball formation and rushed over, slashing towards Ling Tian with a sharp sword.
There was nowhere to hide, so I had to use shield skills for passive defense.
"Bang~"
With a deafening sound, the sword light broke through the shield and continued to advance. Ling Tian also took advantage of that moment of stagnation to quickly use the light body technique to escape towards the exit at high speed.
The only thing on Ling Tian's mind now was to delay. Only after delaying for a quarter of an hour would he have a chance of survival.
"You can't even fly with a sword? Hahaha~"
Lu Chen was in the mood to play cat and mouse, so he leisurely hung around not far behind Ling Tian, occasionally casting a few spells at him.
Looking at Ling Tian's embarrassed escape, Lu Chen felt a great sense of satisfaction.
Although he didn't know why the other party didn't use his ultimate move against him, Ling Tian secretly rejoiced that he didn't show off his tremendous spiritual power, pretending to be exhausted to lure the enemy. Now it was almost halfway to the quarter of an hour, and he had to make the other party let down his guard.
Unfortunately, his wish was not fulfilled. At this moment, Lu Chen suddenly stopped playing, took out his ancient sword and sneered, "Enough of playing, next I will send you to hell!"
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