【Hey, master! Do you want my soul to collapse?

Gram in his hand began to shake violently, as if he was resisting the stain on Wang Lang's blood.

"Uh...what's wrong?"

Wang Lang stopped the movement in his hand.

[Master, you have [Negative] constitution. Your blood is a devastating blow to spiritual weapons like us! Even the extremely evil soldiers born from blood cannot bear your blood! Although one or two liters does not matter, it will be very uncomfortable.]

One or two liters... It turns out that blood is calculated based on liters for you!? Who would use one or two liters of blood when creating a bloody soldier!!

"But, if you don't use blood... that monster has a thick skin."

Wang Lang said tactfully, the meaning was that he was afraid that Gram would not break the defense. In this case, the ancient divine weapon would be thrown away.

[Hmph! That's that mixed fish? I don't know how many of these mixed fish have been killed. Isn't it just relying on the power of legend? This kind of lowly species wants to resist my attack? It's a dream!]

Oh, such a strong confidence, but the power of legend...

Wang Lang turned his head and looked at Jia Xing beside him with a little meaningful look. The power of the legend was the first time he heard that Jia Xing took him to school in a luxury car on Monday.

"Since that's the case, then let's get on!"

Wang Lang held Gram with one hand, then kicked hard under his feet and rushed towards the tentacle monster. Although Gram looked like a sword holding both hands, Wang Lang knew that if he held it with both hands, it would hinder Gram's movement. Wang Lang had already figured out the ability of black gloves - the ability to isolate himself [negative] and could perfectly control any weapon held by the gloves. However, the gloves seemed to be very arrogant and not powerful weapons. Although at present, the only ones that could trigger the passiveness of the black gloves were Tian Congyun and Gram. Oh, right, there was also the pocket watch left to him by his mother, although it was not a weapon.

However, the black gloves were ultimately based on Wang Lang's will. After all, this glove was worn by Wang Lang's mother when he was a child. Wang Lang gave up the control of his right hand. In other words, Gram could completely rely on control of his right hand that Wang Lang gave up control to achieve his own conditions and fight independently. At the same time, he did not need to contact Wang Lang's body to reduce his combat effectiveness. However, if Wang Lang wanted to return to control, the black gloves would suppress Gram. Simply put, the black gloves were completely props of the zombie level.

However, others didn't know about Wang Lang's changes. In their eyes, Wang Lang just pulled out his main weapon from behind and became so strong.

“That’s…”

Jia Xing's eyes shone brightly, and he looked at the black long sword in Wang Lang's hand: "It is a royal weapon, the magic sword that killed the demon dragon brilliantly in the legend of the Song of Dragon Roots - Gram, why is it in Wang Lang's hands? Shouldn't it be in the battlefield of ancient gods in ancient documents?"

Just like asking and answering questions, Jia Xing stared at the black long sword in Wang Lang's hand, and then looked at the horizontal sword on Wang Lang's waist. It was originally placed in the scabbard, like an ordinary blade, without any attention at all. However, Jia Xing recognized the Gram in Wang Lang's hand. The sad sword on Wang Lang must be extraordinary now! According to the weapon placement method, the horizontal weapon poses greater threat than the slanted weapon! And Gram is placed obliquely, but the Tai knife is horizontal, which means that the Tai knife is stronger than the Gram, and Gram himself has no objection to this!

【What is it...is it!!】

An unbelievable look flashed in Jia Xing's eyes: "The extremely evil soldier, the sword guarding the Yellow Spring - Tiancongyun!!"

In the literature, Tian Congyun and Gram are on the same battlefield, and in the entire documentary records, the only weapon stronger than Gram in the ancient god battlefield.

"It's fine, but Gram can be regarded as not seeing it. Wang Lang can also use it to defend himself. Moreover, Wang Lang's special physique can be immune to Gram's backlash, and Wang Lang is not under control. In other words, Gram is willing to become Wang Lang's weapon, but Tian Congyun's case, this problem will be a big deal!"

Jia Xing's eyes kept flashing, and he was obviously in a dilemma. Tian Congyun's fame was extraordinary. This kind of ancient divine weapon that was widely circulated was a huge trouble for them. What is even more worrying is that Tian Congyun was the most evil soldier that was once the most evil soldier! The extremely evil soldier was the title that only the magic weapon that killed tens of thousands of creatures would have. Tian Congyun was even more a demon soldier among the demon soldiers. There were no less than one million creatures who died under its sword blade!

[What should I do? Report, but I still don’t report. If I report, Wang Lang will inevitably join the organization. However, if I don’t report, it will be troublesome once Tiancongyun loses control. At least one of the Feng Academy can’t escape. Although there are also records that Tiancongyun finally changed his mind and left with a powerful and kind god, how can this kind of record be unreliable no matter how you look at it!]

At this time, Wang Lang did not see the dilemma of his close friend. In his eyes, there was only the disgusting monster waving eight tentacles!!

The free left hand was gently placed in his heart, and Wang Lang held Gram tightly with his right hand: "Gram, in five seconds, let's perform a magic trick for everyone."

[Okay! Is it a 17th division or a 398 division!]

Hello, isn't the gap between the two before and after this a little too big? But, in the end, won't it turn into meat sauce?

"Then cut it into twenty-four quickly. If it is cut into meat sauce, I think I will not be able to eat lunch at noon."

[Haha, master, you can't eat it even if you don't have lunch at noon. Your liver is a little broken and two ribs are broken. Even at the current treatment level, you will be pressed on the bed for at least a day! Haha!]

"Tsk, you can eat it tomorrow! Time stops!!"

Covering the pocket watch in his heart, Wang Lang suddenly shouted that the special ability of the pocket watch has stopped, twice a day, once passive and once active. Passive will only be activated in an attack that can absolutely kill Wang Lang at one time. If you use it actively, the time will be paused for five seconds, and passive will be ten seconds.

The black and white colors enveloped the world, and Wang Lang rushed towards the monster with a wicked smile on his face.
Chapter completed!