Chapter 641

In terms of the power of the daily divine arrow, it's not a shame to use Xuan level martial arts in the battle in the Xuanwu realm, but Tang Lichuan is not sure that he can break each other's artistic conception.

But what if he didn't use his own strength?

The power of martial arts is not only related to the strength of the sender, but also closely related to the energy of urging moves.

Tang Lichuan's own strength in the yuan martial arts realm is really not enough, but if he keeps the kitten in his body to balance the power of mysterious water drops, he will have a very different result.

If you just do so, the risks you need to take are self-evident.

In order not to let the mysterious water drop wake up from his deep sleep, he even dared not use the Lingyuan arrow that could summon the spirits of monsters in tianwu territory, and lost the check and balance of the kitten's power. He was afraid that when the mysterious water drop broke out again, his body had no power to compete with it.

He knows how much risk he will take to make this decision, and now he can't flinch.

Without this method, we can't break the artistic conception of the ghost people, so he and Xu Le will be buried here. In that case, we have to solve the immediate problems first.

Fortunately, when the little cat left his power in his body, it was to let him fight against the mysterious water drops, so it was not difficult to control, just like mobilizing his power.

Feeling the power of the little cat pouring into his palm from the meridians, Tang Lichuan hurriedly recalled the operation method of the third move of the day-to-day divine arrow. The movement process on the secret script quickly emerged in his mind like a lantern.

At the moment of his recovery, an apple sized black light ball had been lined on the bow in his hand.

Tang Lichuan was turned pale by the power contained in the seemingly unsightly light ball, and couldn't help sighing: "this is the power of the stupid cat! If you use this power to attack, I'm afraid even the hard shell of the holy Scarab can break through!"

He thought so in his heart, but he was also very clear that external forces are external forces after all. There are many restrictions on exerting them. Either they have negative effects that they can't bear, or the number of exertions is limited.

Therefore, it can only be used as the last mace, not a trick that can be often used.

Take a deep breath, hit the spirit and control the black ball to rotate. Then he found that countless light spots turned into streamers and kept drilling into the black ball.

If the blinding arrow move of the day-to-day divine arrow is to emit light, this move turns the surrounding light energy into several uses.

It is recorded in the secret script that the most powerful state of this move is cast under the scorching sun. If you can withstand the high temperature, it is not impossible to completely convert the power of the scorching sun into an arrow move.

Now, in other people's artistic conception, the gloomy ghost spirit is completely out of tune with the flame attribute of the day-to-day divine arrow, and the power that can be borrowed is very limited.

Strangely, the power of the arrow move was not affected at all. He knew that it was all the result of the power of the little flower cat.

That cat is a little stupid, but its strength is boundless. Just a little strength makes him use endlessly, so that he can easily kill the enemy.

When the volume of the black ball increased by a circle, his eyes locked in the stone palm were already dark. The darkness that could not be seen covered the whole space. There was no brilliance in the stone palm that could have been seen.

Outside the palm of the stone, countless streamers dragged their long tails into the stone with a sound of "whew", and rushed to the black light ball he summoned like a moth to the fire.

The originally gloomy tone in the artistic conception is made darker by his tricks, and the disc like moon in the sky gradually loses its brilliance. The whole artistic conception is like a dark world without light.

"Your move is so strong! What do you want to do?"

The voice of Xu Le suddenly rang out in Tang Lichuan's mind. The guy's perception was not weak. He could directly transfer the words to Tang Lichuan's mind.

"I want to smash this space directly!"

Aiming the war bow at the direction of the ground, Tang Lichuan replied in his mind: "the artistic conception space seems boundless and people have nowhere to start, but the ground in direct contact with us is the best attack point. As long as the artistic conception space eats my move, I believe it should collapse directly!"

He was not so sure before without the help of the little flower cat, but now he felt the power gathered before the war bow. He even doubted whether the arrow would shoot through the ground and directly emerge from the other end of the earth.

With these words, he suddenly opened his bow, and the volume of the black light ball rose again and again. The space protected by the stone palm was almost empty.

The whole space was baked at a high temperature, and the stone cones used to prevent the invasion of the ghost people were softened by the heat.

"Well, it seems that the first use of this move is smoother than expected!"

The only factor that may lead to the failure of the third move of the daily divine arrow for the first time is the lack of proficiency. However, this time it seems to be going very smoothly, from the movement of power to the accumulation of power.

Now the arrow is on the string, only one arrow is missing to sit and see the results.

At this time, a cold wind suddenly swept through a dark space.

Tang Lichuan was surprised. He was in an absolute secret room without an entrance. How could there be such an obvious cold wind.

The only possible reason is that the ghost people sneaked in by blinking!

Just now he waited for a moment and didn't see the ghost people invade and pursue him. He thought the other party couldn't move here quickly, but now it seems that the ghost people deliberately didn't pursue him at the first time, as if they were trying to find out what means he had.

Tang Lichuan's life is in danger if he doesn't withdraw his moves because he is unable to fight and faces a strong enemy.

If you choose to protect yourself, the wasted power of the little cat will not return to the body, and the plan to break the artistic conception will fail.

What if he temporarily changed his tactics to attack the ghost people who boldly broke in? Defeating this person can not only break the mood of trouble, but also eliminate all troubles at the same time.

It's just that this guy can blink, and there is no limit to blink.

Even if he temporarily changes his moves to attack him, in case he doesn't hit someone, no matter how amazing the power of the little cat is, it can't help the war situation, and Tang Lichuan will still lose the only useful counter-attack chip.

Facing the dilemma, Tang Lichuan was calm on the surface, but his heart was like a mess. It seemed difficult to make a choice.

After the ghost people came out, they seemed stunned when they saw such a powerful black ball made by Tang Lichuan. Then they flashed, and the evil sword in their hands burst into a silver light in a dark space. In order to prevent Tang Lichuan from attacking, the ghost people chose to attack immediately.

"Shit! I can only fight!"

For a moment, Tang Lichuan fiercely released the bow string. The target of the attack was not the ghost people killed by himself, but the direction of aiming at the ground!

"The third move of the divine arrow day by day, falling and sinking! I'll bet with you to see who will be doomed!"

At the same time, Tang Lichuan suddenly dispelled the protection of the bloodthirsty wolf king. When the thick scales were pasted on his body, his own skin was stimulated and emitted a little golden light