Two Hundred And Fortieth Chapters When The Trick
Two Hundred And Fortieth Chapters When The Trick
"I'm afraid that your power is infused by the Spirit Emperor into it, right?"
Although it was a questioning sentence, Ling Ran said it affirmatively.
With such a powerful spiritual power, even if it is the Fengshen Emperor in front of him, I am afraid that it is worthy of chess opponents.
If it was the Feng Shen Emperor who was fighting against him now, I am afraid that the person in front of him would already be panting and sweating.
But the ice-blue blade is still firmly resisting the selection sent out by Zanpakutō.
There doesn't seem to be any intention of going down.
"In that case, then I might as well try how much spiritual power Spirit Emperor 11 has injected into you!"
At this moment, the blue muscles of Ling Ran's body burst out, and countless whirlwinds blew around him, and the hair that was not long or short was blown up by the wind, mysterious but powerful.
When those whirlwinds rushed down, it was visible to the naked eye, and the ice-blue blade seemed to be a little unresistable.
The blade body began to tremble slightly, but the battle with the slashing knife was still not half a point.
"Chopper has never used all his strength in front of others, and I didn't expect that tonight's battle would actually take Zanpakutō to such a point.
Ling Ran had never used a slashing knife so powerfully even at the critical moment of his life, but he did not expect to be forced to this step by the ice-blue blade.
"The red chain flame that broke the knife?"
There was no flying sand and stones on the scene, but the spiritual power emanating from the red chain flame was not much lighter than the blade scraping on the body.
At this moment, the ice-blue blade still couldn't support it after all.
The blade began to tremble violently, and then in an instant, it was flown to the ground by the one that reached Uzumaki.
He seemed to want to stand up straight, and after struggling a few times, he still hit the ground heavily.
"Hah"
At the moment when the ice-blue blade fell to the ground, Ling Ran did not. The joy of a hearty battle.
On the contrary, he felt the pain of being pumped out of his whole body's spiritual power, so he couldn't help but smash it heavily on the ground.
"How so, why do I feel as if the spiritual power in my whole body has been sucked away?!!
The severe pain in Ling Ran's body at this moment was not much easier than the one next to the thousand-year-old willow forest.
As the pain on Lin Ran's body became more and more intense, the lost spiritual power also began to change from a trickle to Wang Yang Sea.
On the other hand, at this time, the ice-blue blade began to flicker with one blue light after another, and it intensified, and the spiritual power seemed to be recovering like a storm.
If Ling Ran really didn't understand at this moment, he would be a fool.
"You can actually absorb the spiritual power of the opponent?!!
"When the hell did I get hit?!"
Ling Ran had never had any contact with the ice-blue blade from beginning to end, and the only thing that 787 had contact with him was the Chopping Knife.
Although it was said that Ling Ran and Zanpakutō were in the same vein, they had never heard of someone absorbing the spiritual power of a cultivator through a spiritual weapon.
Lin Ran had several big question marks surrounding him in his head at this moment.
But the severe physical pain did not allow him to be distracted from thinking about these problems.
The light emanating from the ice-blue blood blade began to slowly weaken.
The loss of spiritual power on Ling Ran's body also turned from Wang Yang's sea into a trickle until it disappeared.
"I haven't figured out what it's for, but now I do."
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