Fantasy: I can pick up attributes and become stronger

It hardly attracts the attention of others.

However, Mo Yun sensed it, and his pupils shrank suddenly: "Magic weapon?"

He recognized it.

There is actually a magic weapon attached to the magic sword!
magic weapon!

As the name suggests, this is a treasure weapon dedicated to the demons.

The precious soldiers of the demon clan are completely different from the sacred weapons of human beings. They can attack independently and have amazing destructive power.

"Magic!"

"It's actually a magic weapon!"

Xuanning was inexplicably shocked.

He has long been familiar with this demonic sword, and it is astonishingly made by the Demon Lord Xuanming who spent hundreds of years refining it!

Although it is only a first-grade magic weapon, it is powerful enough to sweep a city and slaughter countless human races with ease!

It's just a pity that this magic sword is just a legacy left by the Demon Lord Xuanming when he was dying, and it is not perfect, so it is just a low-grade magic weapon!
But even so, it is enough to shock the sky!

After all, even a low-grade magic weapon is still extremely terrifying.

"Hahaha, Xuan Ning, hurry up and kowtow to admit your mistake!"

"If you are willing to kneel down and beg for mercy, I may be able to forgive your offense and let you live."

"otherwise……"

"I'll summon my father's magic weapon right now, and kill you directly!"

Mo Yun laughed wildly, with cold eyes.

His smile is creepy.

This magic weapon can change according to the state of the Xuanming Demon Monarch during his lifetime.

At this time, the magic sword was out of its sheath, and it had obviously reached the level of a low-grade magic weapon.

"Ha ha……"

However, Xuan Ning shook his head in disdain upon hearing the words.

"Do you think that a mere low-grade magic weapon can frighten me?"

Xuan Ning's eyes were cold, he stared at Mo Yun, and said lightly: "Let me tell you, I, Xuan Ning, have never been afraid of provocation!"

"Since you're looking for death, I'll give you a ride."

After the words fell, Xuan Ning slapped out without hesitation.

boom!
He was too fast, and with a slap, he slapped Mo Yun's entire head into the soil.

In an instant, Mo Yun's life force disappeared completely, completely dead.

Call ~
Xuan Ning took a deep breath, adjusted his breath, picked up the attribute points scattered by the magic cloud, and integrated them into his body.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for gaining a physique +5000!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for gaining power +5000!"

……

"Ok?"

Suddenly, he frowned and turned his head to look outside the cave.

"who?"

This is the Demon Realm, and the support of the Demon Race will be very fast.

"Jie Jie... You really deserve to be the number one evildoer in the mainland, you actually found me?"

A gloomy and strange laughter sounded.

A group of faint blue flames emerged, and immediately after that, a huge phantom slowly condensed.

It was a hideous looking skeleton.

It has a burly figure, surrounded by circles of will-o'-the-wisps, like ghosts.

But the strange thing is that it is not a pure body of dead souls. It is wearing black armor, as if poured with molten iron.

"It's you!"

Xuan Ning's face darkened instantly.

"Yes."

The skeleton smiled strangely: "Xuan Ning, your luck seems to be not very good."

"I actually met this seat..."

After the words fell, the skeleton's arms suddenly stretched out, and a gray mist swept away.

"What is this!"

Xuan Ning's face changed drastically, and he could only feel that the vitality in his body was rapidly disappearing.

"This is Soul Devouring Fog!"

"The power that can devour all elements!"

"Your vitality...is collapsing!"

The skeleton gave a strange laugh, its eyes were scarlet, murderous intent surged, and with a flick of its figure, it rushed towards Xuanning.

"Go away!"

Xuan Ning let out a low growl, his whole body rolled with vitality, and he went up to meet the skeleton.

Bang!
Collision broke out.

Where the two fought, strong winds overflowed and the ground cracked.

"Humph!"

However, at the next moment, Xuan Ning let out a muffled snort, retreated violently, and turned slightly pale.

"Why are you so weak?"

Xuan Ning frowned.

The Demon Lord Xuanming in his memory is extremely powerful, invincible in all worlds, and has many powerful followers under his command.

This skeleton is just a servant of Demon Monarch Xuanming, logically speaking, its strength should not be so poor.

"Jie Jie..."

The skeleton laughed strangely, with a hoarse voice: "The old man has been trapped here for tens of thousands of years, and his vitality has already been greatly damaged. If he hadn't relied on the magic weapon to protect his body, I'm afraid he would have been defeated by you long ago!"

"However, now that the old man has recovered a little, he can barely fight you!"

Hearing these words, Xuan Ning couldn't help but look solemn.

magic weapon...

A relic of the Demon Monarch Xuanming?
Xuan Ning looked serious.

He once heard Demon Lord Xuanming mention the power of the magic weapon.

"After the Xuanming Demon Lord fell, his magic weapon was also buried together."

"Unless the real Demon King descends, no one can take it away."

"But this magical weapon has been banned for 3 years, and its magic power has decayed, leaving only about [-]% of its power."

"But even so, it is far from what ordinary people can resist!"

"I want to see, how do you fight with me?"

scoff!

The next moment, the skeleton waved his hand, and the demonic energy lingered in it, turning into a long spear.

The long spear was like lightning, across the void, stabbing fiercely at Xuan Ning.

This long spear was sharp and cold, and Xuan Ning's heart skipped a beat.

Boom!

The two collided, creating ripples.

"Pfft!"

Xuan Ning spat out a mouthful of blood.

"This demonic energy...is really overbearing!"

Xuan Ning's face was ugly, and he retreated quickly to avoid being eroded by the devil energy.

"Jie Jie...Xuan Ning, you can't do it, can you?"

"Today, I will take your head and avenge my lord!"

The skeleton screamed strangely, waved the spear again, and rushed forward frantically.

"Bastard!"

Xuan Ning was furious.

"Xuan Ming Saber Technique - Slash!"

Swish!
The bright knife light tore apart the long night.

This knife is powerful and heavy, as if it can split mountains and destroy thousands of people!
clang!
Gold and iron chirping.

Sparks flew, the skeleton's arm trembled, the spear almost dropped, the tiger's mouth burst open, and blood dripped.

His face changed slightly, and he immediately stepped back.

But Xuan Ning took advantage of the victory and pursued.

call out!call out!call out!
The light of the knife poured down like rain, hitting the skeleton body, defeating it steadily.

"Damn!"

The skeleton cursed angrily, not daring to fight recklessly, and could only keep dodging, in extreme embarrassment.

Moreover, this dodge is getting more and more difficult.

"How can I be a strong man who is half-step Dzogchen, not as good as a junior?"

The skeleton resented.

He gritted his teeth, stopped suddenly, and shouted angrily: "Do you think that with your strength, you can do nothing to win me?"

"Hahaha, no matter what method you use, it will not change your fate of dying."

"Your fate has long been locked."

"No matter what secret technique you use, you won't be able to escape!"

boom!
Accompanied by the sound of the skeleton laughing strangely.

Xuan Ning suddenly felt that a strange field seemed to surround him.

His every move seemed to be bound.

Even, the speed of the vitality flow in his body has slowed down a lot.

On the other hand, the skeleton, although he also had many obstacles, was obviously much more relaxed than Xuan Ning.