Bug Master In Doomsday

"The dragon soul with the magic weapon can be regarded as complementary, if the dragon soul is really poured into the mysterious soldier, it would be a pity!"

Wang Mang smiled happily, raised his hand and picked up the black halberd placed on the ice table, and with a sharp wave of one hand, the sharp halberd blade slashed through the air and aroused a terrifying dragon chant!

"Wang Mang, you try to communicate with the dragon soul in this black halberd and let it recognize you as the master, so that you can truly control this magic weapon, and you can exert its 12% power!"

Seeing Wang Mang's joy, Bing Luo smiled slightly, and pointed to the dragon head on both sides of the halberd blade.

"The dark dragon head drops the blood of the heart, the golden dragon head drops the blood of the spirit platform, and the two most important drops of blood merge with each other, so that the gods can recognize the master!"

Wang Mang’s expression gradually turned into solemnity. After this magic soldier had a spirit, he had to recognize the Lord again. He knew that.

But I did not expect that there are so many ways to recognize the Lord!

He did not hesitate, and pulled off his shirt with one hand, and took out a ten-inch scimitar from the ring of insects.

The bright silver blade made a sharp stroke against the chest, and a drop of bright scarlet blood steadily dripped into the mouth of the dark dragon head.

In just a moment, the blood seemed to have evaporated, turning into wisps of blood mist that dyed the dragon's head's eyes red!

The scimitar in Wang Mang's hand kept gritting his teeth, and slammed his forehead sharply. The tingling sensation of the soul made his eyebrows frown.

Fortunately, this sting was only a moment, and the wound in the middle of the forehead oozes a drop of crystal red blood along the blade!

Wang Mang put the drop of red blood into the mouth of the golden dragon head with a knife, and the eyes of the dragon head suddenly became evil, faintly revealing a hint of agility!

"Yin!" The two dragon heads suddenly shook their dragon beards, their mouths widened, and together they issued a shocking dragon roar, and a looming divine dragon phantom gradually became clear!

The Shenlong Xuying opened a pair of dragon eyes angrily, his eyes were serious, and he looked at Wang Mang thoughtfully. It stared at Wang Mang and shook his head slightly, seemingly dissatisfied.

Wang Mang suddenly sneered when he looked at the dissatisfaction of the divine dragon phantom. This divine soldier is his own, and the dragon soul that was poured into him is qualified to be dissatisfied with him? !

Wang Mang grasped the dragon pattern grip at the bottom of the black halberd with one hand, his arms slammed into force, and the sharp halberd blade instantly slashed on the dragon soul phantom, directly dissipating the smoke that the dragon soul had split!

The black halberd in his hand shuddered violently and let out an unwilling trembling dragon roar. Wang Mang's eyes were even more taunting. Holding the halberd with one hand was changed to holding the halberd with both hands, mobilizing the energy of the whole body to pour into the black halberd!

Wang Mang is not an unconscious divine weapon. He is the master of this black halberd. Can the dragon soul be able to suppress the black halberd itself, can it beat him? !

The energy poured by Wang Mang instantly destroyed the defense of the dragon soul like a tide, and the energy of the dragon soul weakened in an extremely terrifying way.

At this time, the dragon soul panicked, and once the energy was weakened to a certain level, the soul was waiting for it to disperse!

Black Ji made a panic tremor instantly, and the dragon's roar from the shock also revealed the meaning of being soft and begging for mercy.

Wang Mang controlled his energy to attack for a while before he stopped. He looked at the black halberd in his hand and smiled slightly.

A golden light flashed from the dragon pattern grip instantly, and the wisps of soul power penetrated into the worm pattern of Wang Mang's palm!

"At this time, the black halberd of the divine soldier is truly in control!" Wang Mang raised his hand to hold the halberd, and with a simple wave, the light that was aroused was much stronger than before!