In the middle of the pool in front of Ye Zhiqiu, the wind and clouds surged, and the gravel in the pool shot out in all directions, banging, and the turquoise pool water was rippling, turning sharply around the center, becoming a big whirlpool.

In the whirlpool, a splash slowly arose, black steaming, it was a black short rod, two feet long, neither gold nor iron, a fierce breath, rushing to the face.

It smells disgusting.

"You guy, are you going to disgust people to death with this smell? ”

Ye Zhiqiu suspected that the stick in front of him was using a chemical weapon, because this weapon came out of this highly polluted pool, and it was full of rotten and rotten breath.

"I think you're a spirit too. ”

Ye Zhiqiu felt that the guy on the other side should belong to the same category as him, but this should also be a big pit.

Dementor Stick.

This is its name, and it was also a famous magic weapon in the Demon Dao n years ago, and if you fight with people with this stick, your opponent will be shocked.

In the battle, there is no room for distraction, and after a few seconds of being dementored, the opponent may be hanged, so the soul dementor's men have killed and injured many righteous people, but I don't know why it appeared on the territory of Qingyunmen.

Ye Zhiqiu probably guessed a little, it is estimated that a long, long time ago, a certain demon dao master led the demon dao people to besiege Qingyunmen, but was killed by the big boss of Qingyunmen, and the owner of the soul rod, a certain demon dao master, also died, and this soul dementor stick was left in Qingyunmen.

Now, it's here again.

It looks pretty rampant.

"Look at the sword!"

Tian Ling'er probably saw this strange scene for the first time, there was a black stick that came out of the water by itself, and she couldn't help but snort, and began to frantically pour her Yuqing Yuan Power into Ye Zhiqiu's body.

Strike first to be strong, and then to suffer, in the face of this strange thing, Tian Ling'er decided to strike first.

Ye Zhiqiu collided with the dementor rod.

It's exciting.

This is a real collision of magic weapons.

One is the Zhuxian Sword, and the other is the Soul Stick.

Ye Zhiqiu's material is naturally top-notch, there is almost nothing in this world that can smash his body, although the soul dementor rod is also very strong, but compared to Ye Zhiqiu, it is a little insufficient.

In a collision, the dementor rod that hit it retreated more than seven or eight feet.

Ye Zhiqiu seemed to hear the surprise of the dementor rod, as if he didn't expect it to encounter such a hard body just after it was born again.

Could it be that all the divine weapons in this world are no longer valuable? It clearly remembers that many years ago, it seems that the only one who could fight with it is the Tianya Divine Sword.

Now, such a broken sword that looks like a stone but not a stone is also so strong?

"Come again!"

Tian Ling'er drank loudly, and Ye Zhiqiu flew over again, holding his body and colliding with the dementor rod.

The dementor rod changed in the air, intending to dodge, and spit a few puffs of black smoke at Ye Zhiqiu.

"Sure enough, they want to poison me, it's too hard for me. ”

Ye Zhiqiu probably understood the hardships of the magic weapons, the working conditions of the magic weapons were sometimes really bad, especially when they encountered these magic weapons with bad breath, they actually wanted to use their breath to make themselves dizzy.

How can this be endured?

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't bear it.

A rainbow of light appeared on the surface of his body, purifying the oncoming black qi, and then his body slammed into the dementor stick, slashing it into two almost instantly.

Ye Zhiqiu felt the benefits of a strong physical body.

That is, you can do whatever you want.

In this world, his material composition is not the second, but the first is still there (manual funny).

When he and the Dementor Stick collided with everything, it really hurt on the other side.

It was only a few hits that Ye Zhiqiu felt that the soul dementor rod was about to break.

Immediately, he hit it even more ferociously, it was a frequency of many breaths.

"Damn. ”

The dementor was furious and frightened in his heart, and when he found out that he was going to be killed by a magic weapon on the first day of his debut, he no longer hesitated, and spat out countless black mist in his mouth, and he ran into the waterhole.

The world is so big, it's always okay if you can't beat you.

Ye Zhiqiu felt that it was not good.

When Tian Ling'er once again sent him some Yuqing Yuan Power, Ye Zhiqiu began to magnify his moves.

The clear blue sky went dark in the blink of an eye, and the dark clouds that suddenly appeared in the sky were surging, thunder rumbled, and there were electric flashes on the edge of the black clouds.

Like a passage through the Netherworld, a huge whirlpool with a deep darkness and no bottom hung upside down in the sky, like the Nine Demons opening their terrifying mouths to devour everything in the world. The wind is fierce, and the wind is whirling. Thunder rumbled, lightning swayed.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly used the "Divine Sword Thunder True Technique".

This is the supreme thaumaturgy in the Taoist immortal method, with the body of a mortal to cause the supremacy of heaven and earth, if the cultivator's cultivation is insufficient, it is easy to kill a few before killing the enemy.

And Ye Zhiqiu's material is not afraid of the heavenly thunder at all, so it is not easy to use this divine sword to resist thunder.

The incomparably violent power gathered in his body, and Ye Zhiqiu's mind moved to gather these many thunderbolts into a small ball.

He wanted to come together as one, but it wasn't something he wanted to do. The attributes of Thunder are too violent, and the more they are compressed, the more difficult it is, and of course the more powerful they are.

The Dementor screamed, sensing mortal danger, and was about to flee.

Where did Ye Zhiqiu allow it to escape.

When he made his ultimate, the area around him was almost imprisoned, and the dementor wanted to escape but couldn't.

"No, no, we're all in a group, how can you join forces with humans to hurt your companions. ”

The Dementor screamed, and he meant it.

If it weren't for Ye Zhiqiu's memory that he wanted to overturn everything as soon as he came on the field, he might have believed it.

The thunderball galloped by.

The Dementor watched as the thunderball landed on its body, engulfing it in an instant.

First its material was reduced to nothing, and then its consciousness was purified.

Even the purified consciousness was purified by the energy released by the thunderball.

There was a blank space around.

It seems that nothing is left.

"If I knew earlier, I would have used less force, and so much pure spiritual power would have been lost. ”

Ye Zhiqiu felt that his performance in this fight was not perfect.

Because he miscalculated his own strength, and the weakness of the dementor's staff.

He had expected that his attack would give him some gain, but the Dementor was gone.

He really lost money.

"When did I become so powerful, this should be the credit of the sword!"

Everything that happened just now fell in Tian Ling'er's eyes, making her a little confused, and she didn't know what was going on, after she entered her Yuan Force, this sword exploded like never before.

She seems to have inspired the thunder attribute of this sword!

As soon as the thunder broke out, the broken stick was wiped out.