Chapter 421: No. 7 on the Mysterious Thunder List, identity exposed (page 12)

"How is it possible? It's actually a three-color weapon mine!"

Qiu Yuanqiao looked at the five-colored thunderclouds in the sky with a livid face, and then his gloomy eyes suddenly turned to Mo Yu, his fists clenching loudly.

The victory that was within reach was completely shattered by the latter. How could this not make him furious?

The moment the three-color thundercloud appeared, he understood that the championship position was far away from him.

"huh, huh"

Heavy breathing came from Qiu Yuanqiao's nose, and the killing intent in his eyes looking at Mo Yu became more and more intense.

However, just when his murderous intention reached its peak, a cold gaze suddenly swept over him, causing the murderous intention in his heart to instantly collapse. When he turned his eyes, he saw the old soldier on the high platform, who was looking at him with cold eyes. stared at him.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, Qiu Yuanqiao also regained some consciousness, and quickly suppressed the murderous intention in his heart. He knew that if he dared to take action against Mo Yu before, I am afraid that the guys from Qi Meng would definitely kill him here. !

"Boy, don't be complacent. The Weapon Refining Conference is not over yet. Even if you even think about taking over these three-color weapon mines with your own strength, it's just an idiot's dream!"

However, Qiu Yuanqiao was also a scheming person. After suppressing his anger, he suddenly glanced at the huge three-color thundercloud in the sky and suddenly sneered.

The weapon-receiving thunder can also be regarded as a test in the weapon-refining conference. The eighth-grade weapon is too powerful and triggers the power of heaven and earth to destroy it.

And if the weapon refiner cannot protect the weapon, the weapon will be destroyed. Therefore, catching the weapon mine and saving the weapon can also be regarded as a final test.

Weapon thunder improves with the improvement of the quality of weapons. Even ordinary Dou Zun experts dare not underestimate a three-color thunder cloud like this.

In Qiu Yuanqiao's view, this Mo Yu is not as strong as Douzong. Even if he has many means, it is not easy to take over the weapons.

Even if he is unlucky and his weapon is destroyed when facing the weapon mine, then Mo Yu will not only lose the championship title, but also lose the qualification to participate. After all, how can he participate in the competition if his weapons are gone?

After hearing Qiu Yuanqiao's sneer, the excitement in the audience was slightly reduced.

After being reminded by the former, they just discovered that Mo Yu's true strength was only at the Douzong level. Although this level of strength was extremely strong, it was somewhat dwarfed by the three-color weapon thunder.

Many people looked at each other in confusion. They had successfully passed the most difficult time. Could they be forced to death at this juncture?

"This guy still doesn't want to give up."

Lan Yingying frowned slightly, but there was also some worry in her eyes. The three-color thunder cloud was too powerful.

Although she has more confidence in Mo Yu, this three-color weapon mine is not something easy to deal with. It is not impossible for the ship to capsize at the last moment due to an accident.

Under the many worried eyes, Mo Yu, who was involved, smiled. He raised his head and glanced at the three-color weapon mine in the sky, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger.

This thing is a big scourge to other weapon refiners, and they even need to hire a lot of helpers to resist it in the process.

But for Mo Yu, it may be a rare tonic.

"You don't need to worry about such small things."

Seeing Mo Yu's calm and calm look, Qiu Yuanqiao thought he was trying to show off his strength, and the sneer on his face became even worse, and he said grimly: "Well, I'll take a closer look. With your strength, how are you doing today?" Take this three-color weapon mine!"

Mo Yu smiled, raised his head, and looked at the violent surge in the sky. There was a faint sound of brilliant thunder piercing the sky, illuminating the whole world like thunderclouds in daytime.

Judging from the power of this thunder, this three-color weapon thunder is indeed quite terrifying. No wonder Qiu Yuanqiao is waiting for a good show.

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that Mo Yu was born to play with thunder!

A chuckle came from Mo Yu's mouth. He jumped up and appeared in mid-air. He sucked the palm of his hand, and the successfully upgraded Shenwei Black Thunder Spear immediately appeared in his hand.

At this time, the powerful black thunder gun was like a killing weapon cast in a thunder pond. A faint spiritual mist lingered outside the gun body, and it vaguely formed the image of a black thunder dragon.

The black thunder dragon was full of spirituality and roared upwards. The bright thunder exploded in the sky like the sun.

Countless eyes followed, looking at the powerful black thunder gun full of terror, with a blazing look in their eyes.

Although the appearance of seventh-grade and eighth-grade weapons is similar, even those who know nothing about weapon refining can still see the difference between the two at a glance, and this difference is the difference in spirituality.

Weapons of the seventh and lower grades, although powerful, are dead weapons, while weapons of the eighth grade already have their own spirituality. This kind of weapon has just been called a spiritual weapon.

Eighth-grade weapons already have spirituality, and after the Divine Power Black Thunder Spear advanced to the eighth-grade, it has obviously been able to condense into shape.

Holding a spear in hand, Mo Yu couldn't help but feel heroic, and a courageous momentum spurted out like a surging river.

Mo Yu's sudden action immediately attracted many eyes.

But when these eyes saw that he was preparing to fight the weapon mine alone, the original excitement could not help but slowly turned into disappointment. Did Mo Yu still expect him to deal with this terrifying three-color weapon mine?

When Qiu Yuanqiao saw this, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

How could this guy with only Douzong's strength be able to catch a three-color weapon mine?

In response to his mocking look, Mo Yu smiled coldly and gently rubbed the powerful black thunder spear with his palm. At the same time, with a movement in his heart, he vaguely summoned something.

"This time, I have to rely on you."

After finishing preparations, Mo Yu smiled, then raised his head sharply, looking at the three-color thunderclouds roaring in the sky, and laughed boldly: "Come on!"

As if he could hear Mo Yu's laughter, the rolling of the three-colored thunderclouds in the sky became more and more violent. The low thunder sounded continuously, and the thick and gorgeous thunderbolts shuttled around in the clouds.

"laugh!"

As the thundercloud rolled, it suddenly shrank, and then a three-color thunder bolt, like a giant python, burst out of the clouds, then tore the space apart, making a terrifying chirping sound, and struck Mo Yu fiercely. Pounce.

"Well done!"

Looking at the weapon mine that finally launched the offensive, Mo Yu smiled, holding the black dragon-shaped spear, he immediately raised it far away, like a shocking arc piercing the sky, and shouted softly.

The next moment, Mo Yu, armed with a gun, directly hit the powerful thunder in front of everyone's astonished eyes.

"Ugh"

Seeing this scene, there was a sudden sigh in the square.

"Hmph, arrogant boy"

Qiu Yuanqiao also laughed strangely, but before he could speak, his expression suddenly changed.

Because he discovered that Mo Yu, who was hit by the three-color thunder, not only did not show any sign of being seriously injured, but on the contrary, during the thunder flash, the aura on his body was gradually increasing!

"This kid is absorbing the power of thunder?!"