Chapter 689

Lu Zhengkang changed his Daopao and put on his brand-new Shanwen armor. It was not rotten and rusty when it was put in the treasure chest. It was a kind of brush out equipment. It should be unique, so it has excellent quality.

In addition, he also found a big sword with eight sides of silver and three fingers wide. The cross shaped case is similar to a Western sword. The whole sword is seven feet long. What kind of fierce man can use such a weapon skillfully? The balance weight with conical carving is embedded at the end of the hilt. The center of gravity of the blade is placed at the front half of the case and swung around the center of gravity, It can be a sword flower that can't be splashed into water.

Naturally, Lu Zhengkang likes this big sword very much. It's also a famous work. The inscription on the blade is "cage sea".

I don't know whether it's the name of the sword, or whether it's the man who made the sword, which is called Longhai.

This big sword has both weight and sharpness. It's also one of the things that Lu Zhengkang likes to grow up enough. With this Longhai, his one handed edge hammer should be eliminated. When he fought early, he felt that it was quite inconvenient. The use of hammer was monotonous. Moreover, his small hammer was not heavy enough, and it was not easy to wave. Moreover, his killing method was monotonous and efficient It's also low. If it wasn't for his blood, he would have thrown it away.

In salt, the two most powerful melee weapon types, big sword and giant hammer, output explosive table, one is chopping, the other is striking, which is equivalent to the official hanging, directly reducing the difficulty of the game by several stages. Of course, there is no such thing as damage value here. What kind of fighting power Lu Zhengkang can play with this sword depends on his own means and skills.

With a weapon of this size, the most important thing for Lu Zhengkang is that he will no longer fall into the dilemma of trimming his feet and crotch in the face of a huge enemy. For the multi-faceted meat ball in the Seven Star mine, he can directly go up and cut it into eight pieces.

The whole immortal city was cut off by the cliff obliquely, and the palace was no exception. Lu Zhengkang carried the Longhai sword and went out. In fact, it was close to the edge of the cliff. The main area, except the Chengtian hall in the middle, had not been searched.

In other words, when he walked into Chengtian hall, it was boss battle. He saw a row of ten candles burning in front of the hall door, and only one of them was lit. This was a dangerous signal: only 10% of the salt people came to challenge, or even less than 10%. Assuming that all players except Lu Zhengkang are likely to be resurrected, the 10% pass rate is likely to be piled up by repeated deaths.

This is the only place in the immortal immortal city with such a candlestick, which means that this is the real end of the gate. Brother disfigured in the Seven Star cave is just an elite monster. His burst brass key can open a way to the crape myrtle cave. If you don't want to break through the gate of the ninth palace, you can come to the palace from the crape myrtle cave. However, Lu Zhengkang killed all the way in, right He's a tough guy who takes an unusual shortcut.

Seeing that the boss is going to be pushed, Lu plans to go back and upgrade his equipment for the sake of prudence and professionalism. He has no faith and probably has only one life. He doesn't want to die to try, so he plans to make all preparations before the war.

First go out to find the bamboo backpack, and then turn back to collect the collected property. Weapons are secondary, and accessories are the most valuable. In addition, there are some broken limbs of the corpse. He just sprinkled them on the misty cliff and didn't take them away.

It's a waste of time to go back and forth. However, there is no rotation of the sun and the moon on the island. The sky in an area is fixed, and Lu Zhengkang doesn't need to eat. Therefore, it's just a test of patience to spend some time.

Lu Zhengkang once stood at the gate of Chengtian hall and looked at the dark shadow that could not be dissolved. Behind the low and swaying curtains was a thin outline sitting on the Dragon bed, a huge king. I don't know where the shimmering light came from was carefully paved on his side, and a gray bright line was drawn out. The outline of his body was incredibly tall.

This is the king of Wu, or xuanjing.

Lu Zhengkang knows that the boss's physique is absolutely super limited, and the hall itself is super vast and high. How can such an opponent, such a battlefield and double happiness not make people's heart boil?

Back to the Taoist temple, light the fire, smelt the hammer, extract the dark golden blood of Lu Zhengkang, and pour it on the Longhai sword. The silver body of the sword slowly darkens, and the golden blood spots slowly reveal. The big sword turns into gray silver, scattered with golden light. These blood spots are still shining alternately. When the blood quenched Longhai sword dances in the air, it can pull out a line The long gray sword curtain is interwoven with gold short lines. The sword curtain stays in the air for a long time.

Lu Zhengkang smile, the visual effect is good.

Today, he is wearing war armour. He has antlers. He holds the sword handle in his hands. The blade is on his shoulder. A black braid floats behind him. A bright elixir between the antlers spins quietly and sprinkles soft light. His face looks like jade. His eyebrows are thick and straight, and his eyes are dazzling. No matter how he looks, he has the air of a great general.

Lu Zhengkang: King Wu, my painting style is not under you!

He set out without luggage. This time, it was the final battle in the city.

Lu Zhengkang stepped into the broad Chengtian hall. The sky light streamed in through the door. He only dared to light a small crystal floor behind the threshold, and the reflection was reduced to a spot. When Lu Zhengkang took another two steps to the depth, he was engulfed by the dark shadow. Only the faint light from Qi Dan brought him a slightly clear vision.Every sound of the footstep has spread far away, and the echo is as weak as a woman's sigh.

The man on the Dragon bed slowly raised his head.

His cheek was covered with thick salt frost, and xuanjingjun's face was only a blur of white, dead white. But he seemed to sigh. Lu Zhengkang is not sure. Maybe it's just the echo of his steps. The carved beams, painted buildings and gorgeous caisson in the hall cover their appearance in the darkness. Only the darkness itself, like a pool, has a deep cold.

Lu Zhengkang almost heard his heartbeat, but he didn't.

It's just a feeling.

Xuanjingjun slowly stood up, and Lu Zhengkang's eyes Rose with him.

Good guy, it's two feet long. Lu Zhengkang has to stand on tiptoe to touch his knee. This is the change of the living corpse, and the megalization also implies its enormous strength and strong obsession.

Lu Zhengkang noticed his weapon and leaned against one of the huge swords beside the Dragon bed. It's more than Zhang high, with two palms wide. The surface is covered with a layer of black, like an oily shell. The light phosphorescence emanates from the gap of the shell. This sword is evil!

Xuanjingjun slowly raised his left hand and grasped the evil light sword with one hand.

At that moment, the fierce murderous gas rushed out of the corpse's body, and the crazy gas machine turned into a twisted and crazy black poisonous dragon in the air.

Roar!!!