Chapter 1162： strength

That is the existence of fairies. Although a drop of good blood is ordinary to him, its power is not what a mortal monk can imagine.

"Well, very good, I don't think you will force me into this situation because of the five-fold raid. As far as qualifications are concerned, I have already lost, but today is a matter of the general situation of the sect. In any case, I will have to Beat you."

Between the lines, Chen Yi's body suddenly shrank. There was some illusory body, which became more blurred at this time, and finally turned directly into a majestic vitality, returning to his body, and then he saw his palm suddenly protruding. A dark red knife about five feet long immediately appeared in his palm.

The crimson long sword, surrounded by magic, a powerful force and aura, like the sun, as if the surrounding void was shrouded inadvertently. The cold and sharp cold, like nine darkness and mysterious, makes people fearless to tremble, it Like a dark red knife, the spirit of magic is surrounded by magic. A powerful force, like the shadow of the sun, carelessly covers the gap around it.

At this time, Chen Yi was holding a big knife in her hand, standing in the void, like an ancient magic god, breathing the sky directly, making people breathe directly, and even breathing can't help a few points.

He said: "The Intermediate Channel is also an Intermediate Channel."

"This Chen Yi actually has a Taoist of medium quality, this."

"After all, Ye Hao has already lost. Although Ye Hao's strength is not weaker than Chen Yi, the opponent unexpectedly sacrificed Dao at this time, so he is not Chen Yi's opponent at all."

With a long knife in her hand, Chen Yi immediately surprised everyone present. It was a Taoist in the Summer. It was originally a magic weapon that was almost legendary, but today, there are already two things. How can this keep them from being frightened,

"Chopping up the devil and bleeding, is actually cutting the devil knife." Looking at the crimson long knife in Chen Yi's hand, the white-haired old man sitting on the ring stood up suddenly, in shocked eyes. It was an incredible light. After a long time, he turned his attention from Chen Yi's body to the old master of metaphysics: "I never thought, you don't know what you are. "He said. He even took out this magic knife. Looking at today’s comparison, your mysterious magic sect must win.”

He said: "No, this magic weapon is Chen Yi's magic weapon. It was obtained from the church leaders and approved by the gods. It is not because of what is being tested today. He did not take it out for today's game. "He said: "After hearing this old saying, Xuanyin's chief senior executive immediately shook his head and directly denied this sentence. In the middle of his speech, the old man also had a proud expression on his face."

"What? I got the approval of the instrument." After hearing these words, the twelve people present were suddenly surprised, staring at the old man Xuanyin with an unbelievable face.

In fact, it's no wonder they were so surprised. Although he didn't know that Chen Yi had obtained this magic weapon with his ability, it is well known that if you want to urge this magic weapon, you need to improve it. However, anyone who has become a tool of the Tao and possesses his own Taoist magical instruments is unwilling to be bound by the existence of others. After his counterfeiters, anyone wants to obtain it. If it is refined into its own magic weapon, in addition to its own powerful strength, relying on strength to force its refinement, then it is the master, and he has a very special reason, so Dao is willing Accept him as the master, otherwise,. Not only can you not get a magic weapon, but you will also suffer a counterattack from the magic weapon itself,