Chapter 1100

Long Xiaoshan sat in a room, holding the Tiger Soul Sword in his hand.

After coming out of the ancient tomb, he came to a secret base in the special office of Zhongzhou Province.

As for the matter of the ancient tomb, naturally someone from the dragon group went to report it.

The reason why he didn't return to Beijing soon was because the ghost was not dead, he wanted to stay and investigate, and there was another one, that is, the scourge of the Black Scale Gate, which he had to solve.

See white bones in pools of blood.

He was secretly determined not to allow this evil sect to remain in the world.

Long Xiaoshan's fingers swept across the Tiger Spirit Knife, looking at a few shocking cracks on it, revealing regret, that ghost was too powerful, it actually directly injured the core of the Tiger Spirit Knife, the tiger soul inside had been injured, even if the outer cracks of this knife were repaired, it was impossible to restore the previous power.

What's more, it is even more difficult to repair a superb magic weapon than refining a brand new magic weapon.

Although it's a pity.

He was used to using this knife.

But the matter has come to this point, and it cannot be reversed, Long Xiaoshan can only put away the Tiger Spirit Remnant Knife, maybe there will be a chance in the future, he can restore this knife, now he can only temporarily seal it in the dust, he needs to find another superb magic weapon.

It was very easy for him to get an ordinary magic weapon, but only the best magic weapon could exert the power of the true element.

Take out Yin Wei's soft sword.

This sword is undoubtedly a good sword, no worse than the Tiger Sword.

It's a pity that it's as soft as a whip, Long Xiaoshan tried it a few times, but it didn't suit his style after all.

What he likes is that direct, hard-hitting style of fighting.

However, before he found a suitable weapon, Long Xiaoshan could only use this sword temporarily, after all, he only had this superb magic weapon in his hand.

Wrap the soft sword around your waist.

Long Xiaoshan took out the Black Nightmare Knife again.

As soon as the knife was held in his hand, an icy, terrifying, and dark aura seeped in.

Hum!

Two wisps of golden flame appeared in Long Xiaoshan's eyes, and the clear light of his divine soul bloomed, immediately expelling that dark aura from his body.

The Black Nightmare Knife jumped, and it seemed that he didn't like the divine aura on Long Xiaoshan's body very much, and wanted to take it away.

Long Xiaoshan immediately pinched the knife.

"I want to go. ”

Long Xiaoshan's divine consciousness directly blasted into the Black Nightmare Knife, and if he wanted to leave his divine sense on the Black Nightmare Knife, this was also a means of refining the magic weapon, and if he didn't leave his divine sense on the magic weapon, it would be difficult to control it in his heart.

Obviously, the old Dao of the Black Scale Sect did not refine the Black Nightmare Knife, otherwise, it would be impossible for Long Xiaoshan to use the Black Nightmare Knife to hurt the Old Dao.

The Divine Consciousness rushed into the Nightmare Knife.

Suddenly, Long Xiaoshan's eyes changed, the room disappeared, and the overwhelming darkness enveloped the whole world. These darkness actually condensed into a black three-headed giant wolf, and the six green eyes emitted a strange light.

The three-headed giant wolf was the size of a small mountain, and the dragon mountain was not much bigger than an ant in front of it, and it stepped on it violently.

Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows opened.

The divine consciousness swelled up rapidly, and instantly turned into a golden god that was extremely heavenly, and the aperture of the divine wheel behind his head bloomed with golden light.

Reaching out, he grabbed the giant feet of the three giant wolves.

Whew—

The three giant wolves roared, but there was a hint of fear in their green eyes.

Because the gods incarnated by Long Xiaoshan have divine power and restrain the three giant wolves transformed by demonic energy.

The gods flipped their hands.

Rumble!

The three giant wolves were thrown to the ground by the gods, and they roared and struggled, biting the gods' arms, the gods' thighs, and the gods' calves, tearing endlessly.

Golden flames burned from the golden deity's body.

Burning the three giant wolves, he shivered in pain.

The god pressed down with one foot, stepped on the body of the three giant wolves, and four arms were born behind him, three arms held down the heads of the three giant wolves, and the other three arms continued to bombard the heads of the three giant wolves.

Under the powerful divine power, the three giant wolves wailed incessantly, and finally began to beg for mercy.

A golden light shot out of the god's eyebrows, and it landed on the heads of the three giant wolves, and a moment later, there was a golden mark in the middle of the heads of the three giant wolves, like tadpoles, constantly turning.

Let go of the three giant wolves.

The three giant wolves got up and lay meekly at the god's feet, as if bowing down to him.

A golden light swept out of the Black Nightmare Knife, returning to Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows, the Heavenly Eye slowly closed, Long Xiaoshan held the Black Nightmare Knife again, and felt a taste like an arm's command, and there was a small golden mark on the Black Nightmare Knife, looming.

Aggressive!

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Dragon senior. It was Yan Bing's voice.

Long Xiaoshan put his hand together, the Black Nightmare Knife disappeared, and he said lightly: "Come in." ”

Yan Bing came in.

Long Xiaoshan found that Yan Bing was a little different today, if you look at it roughly, she still has long silver-white hair and a cold face, Yan Bing is undoubtedly very beautiful, not much worse than Zhao Xiaoqiao, and her cold temperament is even easier to make men, especially powerful men, have a sense of conquest.

Long Xiaoshan's eyes narrowed slightly.

He finally noticed something different.

Although Yan Bing is still wearing a black leather coat today, this dress is more close-fitting than usual, as if it is made of shark skin used by swimmers, wrapping Yan Bing tightly, and nothing is exposed.

But this kind of closeness undoubtedly reveals Yan Bing's figure.

This woman's figure is undoubtedly excellent, and even with Long Xiaoshan's eyesight, she can see more details that are not easy for ordinary people to see, such as this woman, she is not wearing underwear, whether it is above or below...

Seduce?

Long Xiaoshan looked at Yan Bing with a cold face, speaking in a tone that was not any different from usual, but he smiled lightly in his heart.

"Senior Long, the identity of the ghost has been investigated. ”

"Oh?" Long Xiaoshan raised his eyebrows, the efficiency of the dragon group is really high, and it is different to have his back to the country, so he found out so quickly: "Say." ”

"According to the information mobilized by the dragon group, as well as the magic spells used by the ghosts, after the analysis of the supercomputer, there is an eighty percent chance that it is the terrifying big devil ghost of the hidden gate three hundred years ago. ”

"Ghost real person?" Long Xiaoshan was stunned, the word "real person" was not used casually in the hidden door.

Yan Bing seemed to see the question in Long Xiaoshan's heart, and without waiting for Long Xiaoshan to ask, he went on directly: "The ghost is the most powerful demon in the Hidden Gate at that time, with the strength of the Innate Realm, at its peak, he once commanded half of the Demon Gate, and was respected as the demon among the demons.

At that time, the Xuanwei Division of the Qing Dynasty wanted to arrest him, but he was killed in the capital, and even the commander of the Xuanwei Division was sucked dry by him.

Heaven will destroy it, and it will make it mad.

Because the ghost and the hell were too arrogant, they finally provoked the encirclement and suppression of the Daomen, and at that time, all the Daomen in the world were dispatched, under the leadership of Kunlun, the ghosts and the underworld were besieged in the mountain, and the four sons of Kunlun laid down the four absolute sword formations, and finally let the devil ambush him. ”

For the sake of my New Year's greetings, I still carry a notebook, for the sake of my relatives' code words. . . Everyone smashed the votes to motivate me, anyway, I don't want money!

(End of chapter)