Chapter 160: Golden spear, chariot, what else is missing?

The internal force in Liang Hui's body began to burst forth.

Layers of green scales were attached to the robe.

The armor is simple and weathered, full of majesty.

At the same time, blue lightning mixed with red flames boiled on the spear.

Even the firebirds flying in the sky will look down upon it.

He jumped up and pointed his gun toward the sky.

prick!
The spear seemed to transcend time and instantly pierced through the Firebird's chest.

Amidst the wailing, it exploded with a loud bang.

The rain of fire mixed with light drifted everywhere.

The boy landed and strode forward, aiming for the stone pillar.

Roar!
Another roar,
The silver wolf quickly took shape and blocked the front.

The spear thrust out without hesitation, causing the silver wolf to howl and turn into a pool of light.

Liang Hui kept walking but his brows were furrowed.

'The mark has become stronger again.'

Every few steps, strong men at the blood exchange and true level would emerge and come to stop the fight.

Whether it is martial arts, beasts, or Taoism, each one that appears will be more powerful.

Stab it!

The spear pierced through the mirror and nailed a beautiful woman to the platform.

He drew out the Thunder Flame Spear, not caring about the disappearing Ming Jing and the woman.

He turned his gaze to the stone pillar in front of him and the golden light ball in front of it.

The palm filled with internal force stretched out, trying to grasp the ball of light.

However, he was blocked outside by the light and could not get in to take the treasure.

"Must we defeat, ten people?"

Liang Hui increased the strength between his fingers and palms, and the golden light began to deform, as if it would break in the next moment.

But in the end he stopped, and the treasure in the golden light was self-destructing.

After looking at the same light deeply.

Turn around!

Kill towards the figure that appeared again.

The eighth!
nine!

Ten!

As the enemy's strength increased, even Liang Hui could not kill the opponent with one move.

It often takes several moves to defeat the enemy.

When the tenth person who appeared was defeated by Liang Hui.

The spacious platform fell into silence, and no figure appeared anymore.

The young man came to the stone pillar again and looked at the two balls of light carefully.

One was golden, the other dark red, both emitting dazzling light.

After a while.

The palm stretched out, the target was still the golden ball of light.

This time there was no hindrance at all and he passed directly through the ball of light.

He retracted his hand and slowly opened it, revealing two golden stones, one large and one small.

At this moment, he felt a desire to devour this golden stone.

Liang Hui frowned slightly.

He instantly determined that the desire did not come from himself, but was transmitted by the Chiyun Sword, which had transformed into his natal Taoist weapon.

With the help of the Liuguang Bell, he began to perceive carefully, and he actually felt a sense of perfection and completeness in the golden stone.

He exerted force with his palm suddenly, but the golden stone did not change at all.

"It's very solid!"

Regardless of whether the golden stone has other abilities, its solidity alone is enough to satisfy him.

With a thought, the Scarlet Cloud Sword appeared, and the red-gold light instantly enveloped a small golden stone.

The Scarlet Cloud Sword and the strange stone slowly rose up.

Endless heat and light are radiating, as if a huge sun is rising across the sky.

Wisps of golden mist began to rise from the golden stone, wrapping around the Taoist sword and being absorbed.

With every breath that passed, the sword became more and more dazzling and sharper.

About ten minutes later, a stream of red-gold light flashed and disappeared into the boy's abdomen.

At this moment, Liang Hui felt a deeper connection with the Dao Sword, as if the Dao Sword was a limb before and he could control it at will.

So now it is just like a thought.

Only then did he turn his gaze to the remaining golden stone in his palm.

He was going to use this piece when he was making the spear. Although the Thunder Fire Spear behind him was very good, it was made during the marrow refining period after all, and it could not keep up with his current strength.

Take back the golden stone in your palm.

A hint of satisfaction flashed across the boy's eyes. This time the harvest was good.

Turn around!

Looking at the center of the platform.

"continue!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure emerged on the platform.

It was a majestic figure standing on a huge cauldron, extremely domineering.

Feeling a stronger enemy.

Liang Hui laughed loudly, full of fighting spirit, and strode forward.

kill!

A fierce fight began.

The big tripod, the fist, and the spear were intertwined and entangled.

Then it exploded with a loud bang.

There was only a slender figure standing on the platform.

"Come again!"

He roared to the sky, his black hair flying, and his fighting spirit was more intense than ever.

Liang Hui rarely fought so happily, even in his dreams.

war!
The spear flew across the sky and began the conquest.

Various boxing techniques and secret skills were in full bloom, shining brightly and illuminating the entire space.

The fight became more brutal.

By the end, Liang Hui had already begun to use the Red Jade Bell, holding the bell on his head and fighting to the extreme with a spear in hand.

Various opponents keep appearing in the field of vision, each of whom can be called a genius and is at the top in terms of blood exchange and realization.

Even Liang Hui would be surprised by all the life-threatening methods.

One figure after another fell, and another one emerged.

Liang Hui no longer cared about how many opponents he defeated, but just kept fighting.

Treat these marks as a test for yourself, and constantly improve your boxing and fighting skills.

Click!Click!
The red jade bell above his head shattered directly, and Liang Hui raised his gun and pierced the woman playing the piano in front of him.

Hu~hu~
He stood on the platform holding a gun, breathing heavily.

His body was tired, but his eyes were brighter than ever before, his gleaming light made everything in the world pale in comparison.

"Any more?"

After a long, long time, there was still only the young man on the platform.

Turn around!

Walk towards the stone pillar.

Approaching the stone pillar, he grabbed the dark red light without hesitation.

The ball of light dissipated, and a small chariot appeared in his palm.

The chariot is simple and has various marks all over it, such as scratches from knives, axes, and guns. The mottled surface tells of its glory.

Two bunches of Luan bells are hung in front, swaying with crisp and pleasant sounds.

Looking at the chariot carefully, even though it was so dilapidated, Liang Hui could vaguely feel its power.

It is not inferior to the snow-white ruler-long treasure in his arms.

The next moment, the magic power in the body rushed towards the chariot.

At an extremely fast speed, it left a mark in the chariot.

Feeling it carefully, the capabilities of the chariot come to mind.

It has certain offensive and defensive capabilities, but of course the most important thing is speed.

With enough magic power, once driving a chariot, he can travel a hundred thousand miles across mountains and rivers in a day, far surpassing the strong people at the Qi meridian and Tao level.

Liang Hui was very satisfied with the escape weapon in his hand.

Although I didn't obtain the sword manual when I climbed to the top of Tongtian Bridge this time, the gains were still huge.

The only thing lost was the Red Jade Bell, but he already had a replacement. The Cang Qing Ding and the Fen Guang Pot were enough for now.

Stop the thoughts in your head.

He just sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recover the consumed internal energy and magic power.

Until nightfall.

Liang Hui, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, stood up and glanced at the platform to make sure nothing was missed.

With a spear on his back and a sword at his waist, he walked towards the stairs.

Looking in the direction of the Tianyuan Sword Sect's ruins, he felt cold and fierce.

He is currently unable to deal with those powerful people at the divine vein and soul level, but he thinks he can still kill their disciples and geniuses.

(End of this chapter)