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"Then how do you communicate with the magic weapon? If the magic weapon has spiritual wisdom, if the monk can be united with his magic weapon, then he should be much more comfortable when fighting. Mo Luoxue was shocked to find that the topic of the Blood Sword that had no intention of talking about was very valuable to dig deeper.

"Communication, do you really think that every magic weapon is as smart and talented as Uncle and me?" The blood sword nostrils came out of the airway, not to mention whether he had nostrils or not, but the pride and disdain in his tone could be heard by anyone.

The Blood Sword suddenly paused again and said, "But the fact that you can attach importance to the spiritual intelligence and independent thinking of the magic weapon itself shows that you have not yet become the kind of dead person who cultivates for the sake of cultivation. "

Mo Yi and Fang Xia's attention invariably shifted from the battle of the yellow fat man in the field to the words of the blood sword, anyway, the yellow fat man can use the ground-level magic weapon, it stands to reason that it is impossible to hurt him in the idle vast period, and the next battle will only be left for the yellow fat man to pretend, pretend, and pretend.

The Blood Sword glanced at the three of them and said, "Boys, do you know, in terms of seniority and seniority, you human beings are very young, what do you think the Lord of Chaos, Pangu, used to open the world in ancient times?"

000" Pangu Axe. The three of them unanimously replied that the allusion of Pangu Kaitian is too classic, and no matter who mentions it, they can say it casually.

The Blood Sword nodded and said, "Where did that ancient family's axe come from?

"Pangu Axe and Pangu were born and raised, and when there was chaos, Pangu and Kaitian Axe were born together in the lotus. Mo Luoxue replied.

"That's right, there were no human beings at that time, and the most ancient magic weapon had already appeared, and our magic weapon was longer than your human history!" said the blood sword leisurely, "The alchemy technique that later generations of human beings know is also a method for the magic weapon to reproduce, but you humans are really too few and too few to regard our magic weapon as an equal living being, you just treat us as a tool that can be obtained anywhere." "

"It turns out that there are such secrets in the magic weapon...... "Mo Yi touched his chin and muttered.

"Then how can it be considered a magic weapon to respect yourself?" Mo Luoxue asked.

The Blood Sword glanced at Mo Luoxue and said, "Let's give your magic weapon a name first, some magic weapons are also pitiful, they are anonymous from the present world to the decline." "

Mo Luoxue subconsciously took out her turquoise thin sword, she didn't often use this thin sword, the last time she used it to kill people was in the Jiangshan Sheji River Map, the thin sword has its own ultra-high temperature flame characteristics, which is considered the lowest magic weapon of the Xuan level.

"I'll call you...... Autumn leaves. Mo Luoxue remembered the scene when the sword ignited flames and danced in the air like red leaves, so she pronounced the name.

The Red Leaf Sword did not have the slightest resonance, and was still lying quietly in Mo Luoxue's hand, Mo Luoxue naturally knew that it was impossible for anything to happen if she just took a name, so she casually put the Red Leaf Sword into the Gift Ring and looked at Mo Yi.

"I ...... Look at what I look at. Pointing to himself a little embarrassed, Fang Xia on the side withdrew his long knife and looked at Mo Yi after staring at his azure long knife for a short time.

Mo Yi took out the black wooden stick, Mo Luoxue and Fang Xia seemed to be looking forward to what strange name Mo Yi would give this stick. Mo Yi was stared at numbly, he looked at the black wooden stick in his hand with a strange shape, and it was a little complicated, "Call you...... Black?"

The two stares staring at Mo Yi became strange, and Mo Yi immediately coughed twice, "Or...... It's called Big Black? Okay, okay, I know it's stupid, so it's called Black Rock Sword.

"Poofhahahaha, you idiot, who asked you to give this stick, people already have a name, but you don't know it. The Blood Sword suddenly burst into laughter, and the tip of the sword continued to tremble and jump.

"There's already a name...... Yes. Mo Yi was stunned, ignoring the uncontrollable laughter of the Blood Sword, Mo Yi stared at the black wooden stick in his hand with a thoughtful expression.

What's your name?

"Damn, damn it, you flea! bastard!" In the venue, the bald monk waved the Buddha beads angrily, and the melodious and mocking voice of the yellow fat man sounded everywhere in the venue.

"Here the bald donkey!"

"Bald, where do you look?"

"Hahaha, big bald ......"

The yellow fat man wore a pair of pale yellow cloud shoes on his feet like flying clouds, and the yellow fat man could even step on the void and move in three dimensions, he loudly mocked the bald monk while holding a small hairpin from time to time to poke the bald monk's body.

The body of the bald monk is not bad, and it is difficult for ordinary flying swords to even cut it directly, but the small hairpin of the yellow fat man can leave a small blood hole every time, but this is almost negligible harassment.

At this time, the monk stomped his feet violently, and he threw the entire string of Buddha beads into the sky, each Buddha bead was scattered in the sky but did not fall, but was dragged by a golden light and suspended in the air, "Infinite world!"

"Little fat man, you forced me to use this trick. The bald monk stared at the yellow fat man viciously, he turned up a mysterious mark with both hands, and in an instant, the Buddha beads in the space emitted a dazzling golden light, and the yellow fat man was suddenly frozen on the ground and couldn't move.

The bald monk smiled and moved the blood and gold light on his fist to wrap around his right hand, a fierce lion-headed phantom roared fiercely, and the bald monk punched the head of the yellow fat man, and the lion-headed phantom opened its blood basin and devoured the yellow fat man.

"Hit the mark. Huang Fatzi's expression changed and he smiled cheaply, "Brother Zhong, it's up to you!"

The next moment, the ancient bell on his waist suddenly shook, a huge roar sounded, the waves visible to the naked eye waved, the bald monk's complexion changed, and the surrounding Buddha beads were hit by ripples one by one, and the power that bound the yellow fat man disappeared, and the yellow fat man immediately shrank into a ball, and the ancient bell on his waist instantly became larger and covered him.

The bald monk roared and punched the ancient bell, a huge roar exploded, and the bald monk burst into blood clots all over his body, just like five horses splitting their bodies!

Gu Zhong slowly calmed down and gradually became smaller, the yellow fat man stood in place with a dazed expression, he plucked his ears and looked a little dizzy, but he still endured the nausea and found the wooden card among the corpses on the ground.

The flying sword surrounding the yellow fat man gave way to the road, and the yellow fat man walked dizzily towards the three Mo Yi not far away, the ancient bell was thrown into the gift ring by him, and the clothes and shoes on his body changed to a simple appearance at some point.

"Good job. Mo Yi clasped his hands and looked at the fat man with a surprised expression.

"What did you say?!" roared the fat man.

"Ah......" Mo Yi was stunned for a moment, "I said you did a good job, how did I provoke you." "

"What are you talking about!?!" the fat man continued to yell, "I can't hear you!"

Mo Yi "............"_

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