Chapter 842

This is a weapon that has been shocking enough in appearance. The two colors of gold and red give it endless killing intention in a heavy sense. Anyone can see that it is a ferocious killing weapon.

Its length is quite long, reaching 2.4 meters. If you want to use it, you need not only powerful strength, but also superb skills. Otherwise, you will hurt yourself first.

Lying there quietly, this weapon has already conquered the hearts of the three men present. Qi Ling is going to reach for it, but Cao Yang grabs it in front of him.

"Qi Ling, you agreed with us before. When the magic soldier is born, you will give it to us first. If we can't get the approval of the magic soldier, you will try to control the magic soldier. Do you mean what you say?" Cao Yang stopped Qi Ling and said.

This time, even dongfangye couldn't see it. How could Cao Yang, such a mean and shameless man, say such shameless words?

But Qi Ling said with a smile: "of course, Cao Yang, don't judge me by your standard. Now, you two can try this magic weapon at will, but I can tell you first, magic weapon is sharp, be careful to hurt people

Cao Yang is dismissive of Qi Ling's advice. In his opinion, it's just Qi Ling's bluff. He is a man who has won the throne of God. Can't he even subdue a magic soldier?

This time, dongfangye didn't fight Cao Yang, because he also wanted to see what Qi Ling was selling. This man didn't look like a loser!

So Cao Yang took a deep breath and came to the magic halberd. He used all his strength to carry the weapon. After all, in his opinion, such a unique magic weapon must be heavy.

What Cao Yang didn't expect was that the halberd was easily lifted up by him. Its weight was the same as an ordinary weapon, and it didn't have the feeling of imagination.

After trying this weapon, Cao Yang didn't find anything special about it. He couldn't help but feel depressed and said, "what's the matter? Is the most famous magic weapon in the world just such an ordinary weapon? "

"Of course not, you fool." Qi Ling said helplessly at this time, "the magic soldier hasn't recognized your qualification, so now it's just an ordinary weapon. Only when its real master appears, it will show its real power."

Cao Yang frowned and said, "how can I make it recognize me? What do I need to do? "

"It's simple. Blood is the master." Qi Ling said, "just like I did just now, through your blood, the magic soldier will naturally judge whether you are its real master."

Thinking of Qi Ling's action just now, Cao Yang can't help believing Qi Ling's statement. What's more, it's just a drop of blood. Qi Ling is not afraid of anything. Can Cao Yang be afraid of it?

So Cao Yang cut his hand, and then toward the magic halberd to grasp, but if he is not so anxious, at this time to see Qi Ling's expression, maybe there will be a different choice.

Qi Ling has a pure schadenfreude attitude towards what is going to happen to Cao Yang. He really gives him a lot of face. Does he think he is a pure good man?

The reason why he gave Cao Yang the magic God's Halberd was not really so kind-hearted. When the magic soldier was born, the blood would show up. If Cao Yang didn't help Qi Ling to block this disaster, it would be Qi Ling's misfortune.

Cao Yang put his cut hand on the halberd of the magic square, and imagined that he was recognized by the magic soldiers and his strength was greatly increased. It's better to get rid of Qi Ling and dongfangye by the way and get revenge!

But the idea is beautiful, and the reality is cruel. Without waiting for Cao Yang's action, a special force suddenly launched, which firmly fixed his hand and magic soldiers together and could not be separated.

At the same time, a strong suction, which made Caoyang's heart cold, came from the devil's halberd, like a water pump, absorbed Caoyang's blood donation, energy, soul power, and everything that could be absorbed.

This kind of suction is so amazing, just in a few breaths, Cao Yang's body just like a balloon, deflated at an amazing speed, and soon became a skin and bone. At the same time, his age seems to have increased by dozens of years, from a young man to a white haired old man.

He felt that his life was losing rapidly, and even his divine power was losing constantly. Cao Yang tried hard to pull his hand back, but he couldn't do it at all. His hand seemed to have a root on it.

Cao Yang knew that if he went on like this, he would lose all his energy and become a corpse in just a few seconds, with the terrible suction of the halberd.

Between life and a hand, naturally everyone knows how to choose, so Cao Yang uses his last strength to cut off his hand from his arm.

Finally, Cao Yang broke away from the magic halberd, but at this time, he was almost dead and could hardly feel the breath of his life. When he put it in the skeleton pile, he could not tell any difference at all.

Qi Ling was gasping for breath. Seeing Cao Yang with more air and less air, he said with a smile, "what's up, young master Cao? What's the feeling of holding a magic soldier Cao Yang couldn't even say a complete word at this time, so he could only look at Qi Ling with extremely resentful eyes. He knew that he was trapped by Qi Ling, but he also blamed himself for being too impatient. He didn't think about it. How could the peerless magic soldier be so easily subdued. Later, Qi Ling looked at dongfangye and said with a smile, "dongfangye, do you want to try to get the approval of the magic soldiers? Rest assured, the magic soldier has absorbed enough of a semi divine essence of life, and will not consume you again. " Although dongfangye can't be regarded as a friend of his own, at least he has more principles. Qi Ling doesn't plan to deal with him. The magic God Fang Tianji has really started now, but it's not sure whether he can use it or not. Dongfangye looks at Cao Yang's miserable appearance and shakes his head firmly. He can see it. For Qi Ling, everything here is under his control. He doesn't want to fight for the magic soldier with him. It's good to save his life“ Ha ha, since brother Dongfang is so polite, I'm not polite. Thank you Qi Ling said and raised his hand to take the halberd, holding the halberd in his hand. The magic soldier in his hand is not as cold as ordinary iron. On the contrary, I don't know if he has absorbed Cao Yang's blood essence. The magic soldier has a hot feeling. In the moment of contact with Qi Ling, a special feeling swept through Qi Ling's whole body, as if in front of him was not a dead object, but a new life that he did not understand. Qi Ling can't help but think of what the blood devil said. The magic weapon has spirit, and the magic soldier is the same. It's not the magic soldier itself that really tests the host, but the spirit produced by it. Only when it's approved, can it be used.