Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Before the iron decoration could react, Li Ling's sword arrived.

Bang!

The tentacles that looked extremely dangerous were cut off by Li Ling's sword energy.

"Mr. Li Ling, you are here, I'll leave it to you."

When Huang Quanchuan saw that Li Ling brought Joan of Arc here, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know how powerful Li Ling was, the sword energy from the air just now had already explained many problems.

In addition, Joan of Arc is an epic powerful man who has been famous in the world for nearly a thousand years.

Although this is not her country, her kindness seems to have become an instinct.

Pa, pa.

Li Ling and Joan of Arc jumped off the sword.

Mikoto looked at Joan of Arc's shaking breasts and looked at her own, unable to help but feel a little discouraged...

Wait, this is a battle, what are you thinking?

"Its goal is the nuclear-powered experimental reactor ahead, which must be stopped."

Huang Quanchuan rubbed the attacked abdomen and said in pain.

"No problem, I'll hold it back. By the way, as long as those who provide it's power are still alive, it will generate power continuously, right?"

Li Ling shrugged and said that he didn't care.

"But just let it not grow up."

A smile appeared on the corner of Joan of Arc's mouth.

"The treatment procedure is in early spring, as long as it can be delayed until the treatment procedure spreads."

Mikoto shrugged. She originally wanted to hold on, but since two fierce friendly troops came, she could escort Chuchun to get treatment procedures.

After saying that, she ran towards Chuchun's position, and naturally she had to hand over the rest to Li Ling and Joan of Arc.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Suddenly, countless swords appeared behind Li Ling. If you count them carefully, there were exactly one thousand swords, which looked like they were all physical sword energy!

Buzz, Buzz, Buzz...

brush……

The sword was moving, and Li Ling's spiritual power was moving as well.

He casually pointed at the huge baby, and a thousand swords rushed towards it.

Ten Thousand Sword Art!

"Ao!"

The baby was dismembered by Li Ling in an instant. The pieces of meat were recovered while being cut by Li Ling. Although it wanted to fight back, it found that it could not do it at all!

"Damn, how did he heal faster?"

Li Ling said with surprise: "Can this thing be upgraded by yourself?"

Joan of Arc shrugged helplessly and said, "If your sword is incompatible with it, will it not have any attribute attack? Fire, or ice."

I have to say that Joan of Arc saw through the essence of this monster at a glance.

Li Ling suddenly looked embarrassed. Although he had learned sword skills, he also had a killing weapon like the Divine Sword and Thunder Decision. He couldn't use the Divine Sword and Thunder Decision, and his weapons were not very powerful.

As for Binghuo and other things, he only knows swordsmanship and does not know the Five Spirits Immortal Arts.

Until now, no one has sold this kind of thing to the firm, and only some magic or something. Li Ling has never learned it for the sake of appearance or something.

"If it cannot be regenerated, it will be easier for you to deal with it, but now, use some labor-saving methods."

Joan of Arc smiled and took out his sword.

"You said that as a boss, if you have to do everything yourself, wouldn't it make us employees seem useless?"

"That's just a joke." Li Ling smiled and put away the sword. Since Joan of Arc was willing to take action, he was too lazy to fight with such things, and he couldn't kill him.

"Let's watch it open your eyes and open it. This is a scene that you will never see in your lifetime."

Li Ling narrowed his eyes and looked at the huge monster baby in the distance.

In the iron decoration, Mikoto Misaka has already sent her back to early spring, and now the only thing left is Huangquan River.

"Master, I'll entrust this body"

Joan of Arc closed his eyes slightly, but she still locked in the monster in the distance.

The saint of the Red Lotus, the special attack treasure used by Joan of Arc.

The concept of the crystallization of the landscape of one's own mind.

Taking the sword of St. Catharine, which she had never used before in her lifetime, as a catalyst, it showed the flame that had burned herself in the past. Using this treasure would cause her to lose her life. At the cost of her own life, she would destroy all existence.

But now, this is just an ordinary treasure. The so-called connection between the Lord and her has long been cut off by Li Xuan.

No matter how she uses it, she will not end up in danger of life. Just like my king's big pineapple, she can use it as long as the weapon is in her hand.

The air suddenly became hot.

Joan of Arc's sword slowly unsheathed, just like time was stopped, and she was the only one drawing the sword.

As Joan of Arc drew his sword, a huge fire suddenly appeared on the body of the huge baby, that is, the fantasy beast!

"Don't break its kernel. I didn't kill it just now because of that thing."

Li Ling said softly.

Joan of Arc smiled slightly, and when she opened her eyes again, the huge fantasy beast was already roaring in the flames.

"Ao!"

The shrill voice, with countless pains and the murmurings of tens of thousands of people, all emerged in the body of that thing.

"Although you can be considered a creature now, you only have evil in your heart, so you are not qualified to live in this world."

Although Joan of Arc's voice was light, it was very far away. Even Mikoto Misaka, who was rushing back to watch the fun, heard it.

A strange music suddenly appeared in the air. Perhaps this is the release procedure of Fantasy Hand.

Li Ling stepped on the hero's sword and rushed towards the center of the flame.

Joan of Arc didn't care about Li Ling and naturally gave up a path in the flames.

This flame that even angels can conquer is like a well-behaved child in her hands, doing all kinds of things under her command.

Li Ling rushed into the flame's body and grabbed the crystal core.

Mission completion: Fantasy Master.

Mission Target: Kill the Fantasy Beast.

Mission reward: 50,000 merit points.

Task description: The firm can analyze the principles and use them to capture more worlds.

Li Ling breathed a sigh of relief and directly teleported the thing to the office.

Seeing that the matter was over, Joan of Arc returned the sword into the sheath. The flames seemed to have never appeared, disappeared without a trace, leaving only some ashes.

Half an hour later, the large army that had cleaned up the mess had arrived.

All of these have nothing to do with Li Ling.

"Is this person really OK to deal with this?"

On the bridge, Li Ling, Joan of Arc, Mikoto, and the main culprit Harusheng of Muyama stood aside, Huang Quanchuan looked entangled.

Li Ling waved his hand and said, "Anla, it just so happens that I still lack a researcher. This person is for us to see, and there will be no problems."

Huang Quanchuan had already asked the board of directors that this woman had become the property of the firm.

And Li Ling suddenly felt like he was collecting urban legends...

"If there is nothing to do at night, you can go to our place to drink and leave."

Li Ling waved his hand calmly, hiding his merits and fame.

Sure enough, this world is for making soy sauce...
Chapter completed!