Chapter 78 (1/2)

At the first time, Lu Qingshan put his newly acquired experience value into flying sword.

”Experience value - 360 (600 * 0.6), flying sword increased to Lv2!”

”Experience value - 600 (1000 * 0.6), flying sword increased to LV3!”

Although the flying sword skill has only been upgraded by two levels, the improvement is big enough.

If LV1's flying sword skill can be mastered after a year or two of study.

That LV3's flying sword skill has reached a level that can only be achieved after five or six years of practice.

Looking at Wen Guang roaring not far away, a cold light flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes.

Red fire devil is one of the most common demonization forms of the underground demons in the foundation building period and the golden elixir period.

In the ten-year game experience of nine days, there must be thousands of ChiYan demons who died in the hands of Lu Qingshan.

Therefore, Lu Qingshan knows the means of ChiYan devil like the back of his hand.

Lu Qingshan's mind moved, and his magnificent spiritual power came out of his body and moved to the crying soul sword.

Whew!

Under the control of Lu Qingshan, the crying soul sword was like a thunder, with a hissing wind, shooting at the center of Wen Guang's eyebrows.

Boom!

It's like something explodes.

At the moment when the flying sword came, the fire fog around Wen Guang's body gathered rapidly in the center of his eyebrows.

Fire fog protection!

The crying soul sword collided with this dense fire fog.

The fire fog exploded in an instant, and the sparks scattered all over the sky.

The power of the flying sword breaking the fire fog has gone from ten to eighty-nine, and the spirit light on the sword is dim.

The tip of the crying soul sword was on the center of Wen Guang's eyebrows, leaving only a shallow white mark.

Although he lost his mind, only the instinctive Wenguang was left, because all responses did not need to be judged and thought, and were entirely based on instinctive reactions. At this time, his combat power was even stronger.

Crying soul sword roared and was called back by Lu Qingshan.

Another flying sword with spiritual power shot at Wen Guang's eyebrows again.

Whistling——

The red flame devil incarnated by Wen Guang felt the pain in the middle of his eyebrows and roared violently after the beast was provoked.

……

In the distance, Su Shu, who was on her way to the battlefield with her flying spirit, frowned unconsciously when she heard the sound from the mountain peak.

Although she didn't know the specific situation, from Lu Qingshan's hurry to leave, she also realized that Xu Hao's situation must not be very ideal.

Now the sound is so loud, which makes her worry a little more. She bites her teeth, and Su Shu speeds up her speed again.

We must catch up!

Su Shu shouted in her heart.

.......

The Mars floating in the sky unexpectedly gathered on Wen Guang again.

Then, a more vigorous and fiery flame burst from Wen Guang's body.

Wen Guang seems to be wearing a set of burning flame armor.

With a wave of Wen Guang's right hand, a small fire fog flew out of his body, rapidly expanded into a huge ball in the air, and met the flying sword.

Boom!

Another deafening explosion.

The crying soul sword collided fiercely with the fireball.

Under the power of the flying sword, the fireball quickly annihilated, and the power of the crying soul sword was consumed.

Lu Qingshan's face remained unchanged.

With a swing of the flying sword, he rushed to Wen Guang again.