Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 161 The end of the island tour and the severed hand...

[Subtitle: From the start of the backstab to the end of the backstab, it is indeed your lucky E...]

The moment before the explosion, the tauren jumped backwards, the blood-red light curtain clanging in front of him, and the magic sword dimmed for an instant and a crack appeared, but he resisted in the end.

An abyss-like aura appeared behind Zhao Mingyu, except for his lack of vigor and burning hair, he was almost unscathed.

Under Zhao Mingyu's shocked gaze, the one-handed sword leaped across the space and slashed, and the sword energy of Qi Dao struck from all directions.

Smoke rose everywhere, and the dust shone with a green light.

Ziliu...

Zhao Mingyu stared suspiciously at the silver sword of the chest sword, which projected his dirty face.

"Human, I have to say, you have two brushes. If you are not injured, maybe you can really have a close fight with me." The strong voice of the tauren sounded from behind.

"That's right." Zhao Mingyu made a hoarse voice, and he was stabbed in the back by someone else. Although he didn't take the wound on his back as a shame, he just felt a little powerless. As expected, the right time, place and people are indispensable for fighting...

Mental disturbance.

Fufu stared fiercely at the tauren.

"Just you as a pet, hehe, it's ridiculous." The tauren covered his eyes and laughed.

"Fu!" The little beast got up with Zhou Xuan with all his strength.

The breath was blocked, the Wind King Barrier appeared, and Zhao Mingyu ran towards the distance.

The tauren knocked Fufu out without any effort, and Fufu couldn't exert her strength without her soul power.

Mental disturbance!

The tauren was stunned for a moment, and the one-handed sword pierced into Fufu's body...

Zhao Mingyu fell to his knees in the distance, and the backlash was far worse than he imagined.

"Fufu..."

The tauren looked far away, and instead of chasing him, he left this place. Several auras far above him had already rushed towards him, and he didn't feel Zhao Mingyu's aura anymore.

"Boy, you took a life."

This endless farce is over.

A red gemstone appeared on Zhao Mingyu's only remaining right hand, the soul power necklace, with colorful lights shining, and the light of the stars guided his way home like a lighthouse.

Avalon.

Falling in front of the Taoist temple on the top of the cloud, the gaseous heaven and earth vitality poured in like a flood from the Three Gorges Reservoir, and the serious wound on the chest where the internal organs could be seen began to heal.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the wounds he had used were healed, and Zhao Mingyu was circulating his soul power, and he hadn't felt this thick vitality of heaven and earth for a long time.

"Hehe, hahahaha." Zhao Mingyu slammed his hand on the ground heavily. Sure enough, curiosity killed him, and uncoagulated blood dripped on the ground.

Zhao Mingyu gritted his teeth and stood up. The dazzling sun in the sky shone on his body, so warm... The heart of the magic power furnace was beating rapidly, devouring the vitality of the heaven and earth, and the vortex of soul power that had dried up also began to circulate.

Touching his empty left arm with his right hand, Zhao Mingyu's face was complicated, he put aside his distracting thoughts, and sat cross-legged to meditate.

After meeting nectar for a long time, the meridians in the whole body are unobstructed, the soul power begins to break through the bottleneck of the next level, the vortex of soul power expands, and the soul power becomes more solidified.

He opened his eyes with a suffocating breath and found that it was already dark, he stood up slowly, it was really great in Avalon, even if Zhao Mingyu didn't practice Xuantian Kungfu, it would continue to run automatically, it can be regarded as learning on the island First hand.

In the past, Zhao Mingyu didn't save his soul power, because he was excellent in both the total amount of soul power and the speed at which he absorbed the vitality of the world, so he used his soul power more casually. The lesson this time is to use it carefully and carefully!
"Sure enough, the matter of the Spirit Pagoda will be reflected in reality. I have become Uchiha Yang, and the tauren is really strong. In the end, I don't know how strong he is."

"The seven-level custom-installed soul missile has no effect on him. I remember that the soul saint and evil soul master were blown to death. Well, I can't perceive the coordinates of that world."

"The curse on the chest has not disappeared. Although it has no effect in Avalon, how can you allow others to snore and sleep on the side of the couch!" Zhao Mingyu's face was serious.

But Zhao Mingyu planned to take a bath first.

Wearing clean clothes, he stood among the clouds and looked at the earth. He glanced at the empty left arm from the corner of his eye. His expression was complicated, it was just a hand.

"Forget it, it's a good adventure. Record everything that needs to be recorded, such as an arm, that's all, but Fufu, this kind of thing won't happen." Zhao Mingyu looked at the night sky and made a promise.

When the consciousness came to the sea of ​​consciousness, Hua was still in a deep sleep, but Zhao Mingyu probably couldn't see her awake.

"Let's go, Hua will take you to settle down. I remember that there is a place that is very suitable." Avalon, he is too familiar, and he came to the fat side of the lake full of life in a short while.

Stepping on the clear water, Zhao Mingyu came to the island in the lake, stepped on the island in the lake, and there was a three-acre pond in the center of it. With a slight finger of his right hand, golden lotus flowers floated towards the pool.

Zhao Mingyu chanted with the staff, and the lotus seeds in the lotus sank to the bottom of the water and began to sprout from deep roots.

The golden leaves are all over the pond, but only the lotus flower just put down is in full bloom, but it has a sacred and noble atmosphere.

Zhao Mingyu sighed, he couldn't catalyze these lotus flowers, and the dark red ball floated out from the sea of ​​consciousness, "When your evil spirit dissipates and your soul slowly recovers, it is the day when you wake up. Although it will take a long time, you are free gone."

The golden lotus began to grow roots and took root in the water.

Zhao Mingyu blinked his eyes and it was still like this. It took the initiative to surround Hua's energy body, and seemed very happy that Zhao Mingyu could bring it to this place.

"At least 30 years, as many as a hundred years, Yang Xiao, you have to work hard." Zhao Mingyu complained a bit, then looked back at the lotus pond, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Walking briskly, Zhao Mingyu left Avalon and returned to Aolai City, ready to hand over the letter to Yang Xiao.

"I remember it was here, and I don't know if I'm at home." Zhao stretched out his hand and knocked on the door lightly.

After a while Yang Xiao opened the door: "Brother Zhao, why are you here, your hand?"

"I'm here to deliver a letter, and I'll leave after delivering it." Zhao Mingyu just shrugged his shoulders about the hand thing, and he didn't want to talk about his embarrassment at all.

He took out the cross and a thick letter from the ring and handed them to Yang Xiao. Zhao Mingyu added a little more.

"Cultivate hard, and try to meet next time." After speaking, Zhao Mingyu disappeared in the light.

The moment Yang Xiao opened the letter, tears fell down...

"Things have come to an end. It's only been a month, but I've gone through so many things. What about this arm..." Zhao Mingyu scratched his head with his right hand.

"Let's learn how to make dolls in the illusion first. I have learned before, so I should be able to get started quickly."

It was already dawn when Zhao Mingyu came out of the illusion. He overestimated himself, making dolls was too difficult.

"I can even make a familiar, so what's the point of making an arm?" Zhao Mingyu came to the magic workshop, where there were several metals with low density, smooth connection with soul power, and various metals that could store soul power.

Maybe the ore department is concerned with metals.

Zhao Mingyu's production speed was quite fast, and he did all kinds of incantations and characterizations without thinking, so the robotic prosthesis was ready.

It is mixed with some puppet technology, and it doesn't look fake when it is connected to the left arm.

"It looks pretty good. Let's try it first to see the function." Zhao Mingyu picked up the cup with his left hand, which has a sense of touch and can transfer soul power.

At least there is no problem with using the holy sword. He remembered that to unseal the holy sword, two hands are needed to exert its greatest power.

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