Chapter 276： go! Ling brother! Let's fight local tyrants!

This Jianmang ... definitely the brown aura that appeared on the screen before the space explosion before!

Suddenly the Eastern Bureau came to their consciousness.

Sure enough, as the house owner analyzed, the spirit sword was very unusual!

This is an indescribable feeling, which is difficult to describe in words. The sword is not yet approaching, and the great pressure is overwhelming.

After getting familiar with this light, the Eastern Bureau finally saw the sword body of the spirit sword from the light.

This is actually ... a peach sword?

A peach sword, why is it the kind of abnormal data like the nine question marks?

Although judging from the sword's qi, this sword does seem to be very strong ... but the middle-aged man feels that 80% of the instruments used to measure the combat power index of the instrument are out of order!

"Anyway, since the house mainly finds you, I have to take you back first."

The Eastern Bureau frowned, staring at this gorgeous swordman, raising its hands to sacrifice a few flags, the flagpoles of which were as dark as ink, and were covered with fine lines. Showed up in the wind, quickly zoomed around him.

Instantly, a space force was formed, which became a barrier to resist this pressure.

Wang Ling and Di Lei Zhenjun are in the bedroom on the second floor, looking at the scene from afar. Wang Ling can identify the age of this banner at a glance, at least also a product of ancient times, and left by the old devil. The black dagger is similar in age.

"This immortal palace is so profound?" Di Lei Zhenjun couldn't help sighing.

Because according to Tan Qian's return, the person who is here now is just an Eastern Bureau, at best like the role of an elder outside. And such an elder elder door actually holds the artifacts of the ancient times in his hands. How rich are those inner doors?

With the French flag guard, the middle-aged man feels a lot less pressure. Although these ancient French flags cannot be controlled 100%, his power is very limited. However, in his opinion, the barrier framed by the ancient French flag composed of first-class holy vessels was enough to stop the invasion of this sword gas.

Moreover, it is not his sole purpose to protect the French flag.

His ultimate goal is to capture this spirit sword, and the magic flag lingering around him. In ancient times, this was a powerful magic weapon to capture the sword spirit to suppress the spirit of the sword.

"This French flag has captured countless spirit swords in ancient times, even if you are no matter how strong you are?" The East Bureau smirked and stared at the brown aura rising in front of him. The surrounding French flags flew away from Liuhebahuang in an instant. By the power of the French flags, the flagpoles lined up in the void and turned into a huge cage.

"It's the town's spirit flag?" Di Lei Zhenjun was surprised and recognized the origin of these magic flags: "Once, many famous spirit swords on the sword list were brutally killed by this magic weapon. I heard that they created this The people of Zhenling Banner have an unusual relationship with Han Lao Mo. "

Wang Ling opened his eyes to the extreme and looked at the town's spirit flag.

In the impression of Di Lei Zhenjun, this should still be the first time he observed Wang Ling's eyes open up close. The pupils were scattered into golden petals as if gathering endless psionic energy, giving people an unrealistic Sense of fear.

He didn't dare to look directly, but watched quietly with Yu Guang ...

With his eyes fixed on the empty Zhenling Banner, Wang Ling frowned deeply.

The ancient artifacts appearing in the world now have one thing in common, that is, they have all lost their spirit. It is precisely because these are the lost things that have no spirit, they will be used by some monks now. An ancient artifact with an instrumental spirit, but it can never be driven by the deification period.

However, Wang Ling can see many strange laws haunting this town's spirit flag through the eyes of the sky.

Therefore, this instrument is strange in Wang Ling's eyes. He felt that someone was manipulating the instrument remotely, and the Eastern Bureau might not be the true master of the instrument.

This is a bit strange to Wang Ling.

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At this time, the cage transformed by the town's spirit flag had shrouded in shock.

The middle-aged man looked at the front with a calm look, waiting quietly for the current Taomu sword sword spirit.

After a while, he saw that the light from the peach sword was dissipated and gradually transformed into the shape under the prison cage. This is a child in a white robe with a brown robe. It looks like he is only ten years old and his white face is indifferent. Staring at him.

Jing Ke raised his head, looked at the huge Zhenling flag cage, and sighed: "None, chat ..."

He originally thought that this was a magical instrument that could be compared with him, so he transformed the form and felt it himself, but the fact made him very disappointed.

After about ten seconds ...

This cage was like the golden tower of Tota ’s King, and a purple light shot from the bottom shining on Jing Ke.

This is a special kind of aura, which can suppress most of the spirit sword sword spirit in a very short time.

Under the shining of the purple aura, Jing Ke yawned, looked a little indifferently, without resistance, his face couldn't bear a wave.

"Success!" The middle-aged man was overjoyed to see Jing Ke never moved. The longer this purple light shines, the weaker the sword spirit becomes.

So he stood in the distance, watching Jing Ke like a microwave oven standing under the purple light ...

Five minutes later ...

"Time is Enough!" The middle-aged man rejoiced ~ www.novelhall.com ~ slowly walked towards Jing Ke, there is a refreshing feeling when collecting vegetables when playing Happy Farm.

One step away from being promoted to the top of Xianfu!

He approached Jing Ke and tied his hands, finally raising his hands high.

"Receive!" With a loud applause, following the guidance of Ziguang, he saw that the sword spirit in front of him was retracted into the cage a little.

The huge cage in the void gradually narrowed, and eventually turned into the size of a palm, and fell into the hands of the Eastern Bureau.

That's it ... success?

The middle-aged man was holding his cage and was very happy, all this went too smoothly!

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The whole process was very silent. Both Wang Ling and Di Lei Zhenjun were in the study on the second floor, staring at everything with a look of indifferent expression.

Let Jing Ke be arrested on purpose, which is in Wang Ling's plan.

"It's a grievance for Master Ke."

Di Lei Zhenjun folded his arms and watched the middle-aged man smile as far away as a child of two hundred catties.

Now wait for the Eastern Bureau to take Jing Ke to the headquarters of Xianfu. As soon as Wang Ling receives a signal from Jing Ke, Dior Leijun and Wang Ling will kill him directly.

"Now wait for Master Ke's signal, then we will hit the local tyrants directly!" Di Lei Zhenjun said, "Oh yes, brother! The brothers and sisters in the group just now and Luo Fat said they would participate in this. Action. "

Wang Ling: "?"

Dilei Zhenjun: "Calling brothers and sisters when playing local tyrants, this is common sense!"

Wang Ling: "..."

Di Lei Zhenjun was very excited: "The people in Xianfu must be fat!"

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