Chapter 939

Under the scorching sun, the dark halberd is emitting deep fluorescence,

a touch of red light exuded from the evil dragon's eyes suddenly burst out, and the sharp halberd blade sends out a high-frequency tremor again,

this tremor is like the loud and sharp roar of the homing swiftlet. You can feel the joy of the magic soldier black halberd just by listening to the sound!

Wang Mang's mind moved, and he controlled the fire locusts around him through the insect pattern, and ordered them to help their bodies to sit up,

his eyes showed unprecedented excitement, even his skinny arms became slightly trembling with excitement!

"Magic soldier! My black halberd has been promoted to a magic soldier Wang Mang hoarse excited roared out this sentence, its excited look, compared with the original promotion of five levels, still had it!

The holy soldiers are extremely rare in the world, but the magic soldiers are extremely rare.

Wang Mang has lived for two generations, and he has never heard of anyone who has a magic soldier, not to mention the possession, even the trace!

Wang Mang even doubted whether there was a magic weapon in the world, but now his question has been completely answered,

the magic weapon does exist, but the way it was born can hardly be copied!

His black halberd was originally the peak of the holy soldier, which could be called a half step magic soldier. In this case, he used the halberd to give the last blow to the top nine evil dragon. The promotion was unexpected, but it was reasonable!

Originally, there were few holy soldiers in the world, and the chance to kill the evil dragon was unique. Black halberd's chance to become a magic soldier was absolutely not replicable!

The halberd was still floating in the air, and sometimes it made a clear trembling sound, as if to tell why Wang Mang didn't call it back.

Wang Mang felt the emotion of black halberd, and his face couldn't help showing a bitter smile. He looked at the skeleton suddenly, just like a skeleton's body with a faint sigh,

now his body doesn't call back weapons, Even the most simple and easy hand lifting action can not be done!

After three or five minutes, Wang Mang recovered his strength, moved his fingers slightly and took out a pile of all kinds of potions from the insect mustard ring.

more than a dozen buzzing fire locusts flew to the bottle mouth of the potion, pulled the cork open with their sharp barb like limbs, and then several of them joined forces to lift the potion bottle and slowly flew towards Wang Mang's mouth!

Seeing this, Wang Mang opened his mouth slightly and waited for the cold medicine to be poured into his mouth. He tried his best to swallow it and put the recovery medicine in his mouth.

after three or five bottles of circulation, Wang Mang's body finally filled up again. His skinny arms were no longer as skinny as they had been at the beginning.

after the bony bones of his whole body were covered by muscles, He slowly spits out a mouthful of turbid air, and stands up with one hand!

At this time, Wang Mang's body was still thin, just like a yellow skinned patient, which was much better than the skeleton with deep socket.

there was no way to do this.

when he projected the black halberd and launched a fatal blow, his body was in a state of serious injury.

at that time, the only thing he could do was to gather the flesh and blood strength of his whole body Come on, the best move!

The effect is remarkable. Wang Mang successfully killed the evil dragon, but his body is always hidden trouble.

his chest and abdomen, which had been injured, become more and more fragile, and his body is thinner than before!