Chapter 579 Princess of the Holy Land
Jiuxiaoyun's sword intention stirred the entire sky, and at the same time, the swallowing magical power, in conjunction with the offensive of the sword, wind and thunder array, rushed towards the black-armored girl from all directions.
At this moment, Zhou Yiqiao had already used all his strength, just to win a quick victory and completely defeat the black-armored girl in front of him with one blow.
But what happened was destined to disappoint Zhou Yiqiao.
The tricks that had been tried and tested in the past seemed to be completely ineffective this time when facing the black-armored girl.
The black-armored girl held a spear in her hand and swept it across the air, drawing an arc of blue flames in the air and directly deflecting Zhou Yiqiao's offensive.
There was a strange blue flame burning on her spear. Although it was still burning, the power of death emanated from it was three times stronger than the thousands of evil spirits summoned by Zhou Yiqiao.
This flame seemed to represent death. After those innocent souls touched the blue flame, they all turned into moths and disappeared into the flames one after another.
Although summoning these evil spirits consumes very little of Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual consciousness.
But now that it was clear that this was a futile effort, Zhou Yiqiao had no reason to continue maintaining the relationship.
Except for a few low-level evil spirits left behind for the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts, all the rest were taken back into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner by Zhou Yiqiao.
In the blink of an eye, the surrounding area where the evil spirit was raging just now suddenly became brighter.
When the black-armored girl saw Zhou Yiqiao put away the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, she also carried the spear behind her.
Under the visor, a pair of crystal eyes showed a hint of curiosity and asked Zhou Yiqiao.
"Is your natal magic weapon this flag-like magic weapon?"
When Zhou Yiqiao heard this, his eyebrows twisted into the character Sichuan.
All the monks in the Tianchen Realm must have understood from all aspects since they entered the path of immortality that it is extremely taboo to ask other monks about their natal magical powers and natal magic weapons without authorization.
Even just an insinuation is enough to make someone hold a grudge, let alone a straightforward question like the girl in black armor.
Seeing that Zhou Yiqiao didn't answer, the girl seemed to realize something. She raised the spear in her hand in front of her and spoke to him.
"This spear is my natal magic weapon, named Iron Horse."
Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao suddenly became speechless and didn't know how to respond to this rough-looking girl.
The girl's meaning was very obvious. She obviously wanted to exchange the name of her natal magic weapon for information about Zhou Yiqiao's Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
Seeing that Zhou Yiqiao still had no intention of speaking, the girl had an idea.
"My iron horse was made with meteorite iron when I advanced to the golden elixir. There are 990,000 ghosts in it, so..."
The black-armored girl talked non-stop, and seemed to be telling all the information about her natal magic weapon.
Zhou Yiqiao quickly stopped and interrupted.
"Fellow Taoist guessed it right. This long flag is Xu's natal magic weapon."
This woman's strength is far beyond what he can match. She knows too much about her natal magic weapon. Sharing her natal magic weapon is not a good thing. Instead, it is very likely to become a sharp sword hanging over Zhou Yiqiao's head. It will fall down at a certain moment and take him away. life.
Therefore, it was the wisest choice for Zhou Yiqiao to interrupt now.
The black-armored girl nodded, as if she had encountered something extremely joyful.
"Then you would be willing to lend me your natal magic weapon for a look."
After speaking, she paused and added another sentence.
"Of course, in exchange, I can also show you my iron horse."
Hearing her words, Zhou Yiqiao was already prepared, but he was still shocked by the other party's unrestrained thoughts.
"Fellow Taoist, this kind of joke is not funny."
Zhou Yiqiao had no expression on his face and said calmly.
Hearing this, the girl seemed to notice something strange. She tilted her head and looked at Zhou Yiqiao.
After a long time, she seemed to realize something, and raised her hand to take off her mask, revealing her true face.
This is a peerless face that is dazzlingly beautiful even in the world of immortality.
Her skin is like fat, her brows are like smoke, and underneath is a pool of blue water, clear and translucent, as breathtaking as glass.
The bridge of her nose was straight, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised with a playful smile.
Her entire face exudes an intoxicating aura that makes people want to gaze at every detail of her.
Because she lost the restraints of her mask, the girl's black hair hung down around her waist, blowing gently in the wind, like a waterfall flowing down, soft and beautiful.
Even an ascetic monk like Zhou Yiqiao, who loves immortality more than beauty, was momentarily swayed by the girl's appearance.
"This girl came from Da Xuantian and is now a disciple of Mo Tuo Mountain. My surname is Luo Mingxi."
The girl's words were like pebbles thrown into a lake, causing waves.
Luo Xi!
The youngest princess among the legendary Daxuan Tian of the Four Holy Lands!
"No wonder."
Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but make a mistake and muttered to himself.
At this moment, he finally understood why this black-armored girl frequently did things that went against the common sense of the world of cultivation from the first moment she saw him!
The other party doesn't know what kind of misunderstanding this will cause, but they don't need to pay attention to the rules and regulations at all!
After all, Luo Xi has the entire Da Xuantian as her backing!
"No wonder, will you show me your natal magic weapon?"
Luo Xi frowned and urged impatiently.
Seeing how eager she was, Zhou Yiqiao's thoughts were racing, and finally he sighed and took out the Ten Thousand Souls Flag.
"Since Fellow Taoist wants to see it, Xu will satisfy Fellow Daoist's wish."
The situation is stronger than the person. Luo Xi has such a tyrannical background. Even if she refuses, I am afraid that the other party will have many means to force her to agree.
Rather than being forced by the other party, it is better to take the initiative to agree and leave a better impression on the other party.
When Luo Xi heard that he finally agreed, the expression on her face softened.
He threw the spear in his hand to Zhou Yiqiao without hesitation, and then took the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in Zhou Yiqiao's hand, as if he had obtained a treasure that he couldn't put down, and looked at it carefully.
Compared to Luo Xi, Zhou Yiqiao was just 120% more energetic.
The compatibility of the natal magic weapon with the monk's sea of consciousness can be said to be related to a monk's wealth and life.
Luo Xi has the strength and background to give others their magic weapon without any scruples. Zhou Yiqiao thinks that he is not so confident yet.
Just when he was feeling uneasy, Luo Xi suddenly raised his right hand, pinched several spells in his hand, and suddenly pressed on the Ten Thousand Souls Flag before Zhou Yiqiao had time to stop him.
For a moment, the power of the netherworld spurted out from the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, and the entire world was once again covered by black clouds! .
