Time seems to be frozen,
It is difficult to estimate how long has passed. Maybe just two and a half seconds,
Or maybe it's two and a half long minutes,
But it can never be as long as two and a half years.
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At this moment, the originally turbulent and violent energy in the entire hall finally gradually subsided.
However, the goose-feather heavy snow still fell in the main hall,
It’s like a never-ending white feast.
Look at the main hall again,
The corpses of the enlightened ghosts in front of them were sealed by the ice. Under the impact of the aftermath of the earth-shattering explosion just now,
껥Suddenly became torn apart,
Broken into countless pieces scattered everywhere.
In the center of the explosion, a huge bottomless pit suddenly appeared.
This big pit was obviously caused by the fierce collision between the huge thunder dragon and the enlightened ghost king.
Then it hit the ground hard.
I saw Lin Haoran holding the Thunder Dragon Ghost Gun and slowly landing on the ground steadily.
At this moment,
A surprising scene happened - tiny cracks appeared on the body of the Thunder Dragon Ghost Gun!
This sudden situation made Lin Haoran frown tightly and thought to himself:
"The Thunder Dragon Ghost Gun is only an S-class ghost weapon after all..."
"The power of Qing Lei is constantly infused into its body. It is really too much to force it."
Staring at the Thunder Dragon Ghost Spear that had accompanied him through countless battles, and looking at the shocking cracks,
Lin Haoran couldn't help but feel an unspeakable sadness and loss in his heart.
He sighed softly and muttered to himself.
My Qing Lei is originally a high-level thunder and lightning.
Plus in his reggae form,
The power of Qing Lei will increase,
The Thunder Dragon Ghost Gun of S-class ghosts,
It is difficult to resist the huge power on his body.
Lin Haoran could clearly detect the mood of determination to die and fight to the death emitted by the Thunder Dragon Ghost Gun in his hand.
This strong and firm emotion impacted his soul like a torrent,
He couldn't help but feel moved.
Everything in the world is spiritual,
Not to mention these mysterious ghosts! ?
Those ghosts who establish contact with their masters through dripping blood,
Their owners can often vaguely feel the hazy and complex emotions contained in them.
As for the mood of Thunder Dragon Ghost Gun at this moment,
Lin Haoran knew it very well! !
"It seems that we have to find that ghost craftsman no matter what..."
Lin Haoran was thinking to himself, his eyes flickering.
Lin Haoran thought about the craftsman in Novice Village.
Only a ghost craftsman can hope to find a way to increase the level of the Thunder Dragon Ghost Gun.
After all, a powerful weapon is too important for a warrior.
You must know that the level of ghost weapons is not static, but there is the possibility of improvement.
But the prerequisite is that it needs to be supported by master craftsmen and rare and precious materials.
I think back to the beginning of the year in Xinshou Village.
Lin Haoran once encountered a strange ghost craftsman who was half human and half ghost.
Now that I think about it, my country is in urgent need of such a ghost craftsman to fill the vacancy.
Moreover, as its own strength continues to grow,
The originally powerful Thunder Dragon Ghost Spear seemed to be gradually unable to keep up with its own progress.
Under such circumstances,
It’s time to strengthen it.
"When I have some free time, I will definitely look for the whereabouts of this ghost craftsman. Presumably he should still be where he was before he left."
Lin Haoran muttered silently,
I made a decision in my heart.
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Lin Haoran took a deep breath,
놂Recover the turbulent emotional fluctuations in my heart,
Carefully put the Thunder Dragon Ghost Gun into the system backpack.
He knew very well that only by finding the mysterious ghost craftsman could he possibly repair the damaged Thunder Dragon Ghost Gun.
There is even a chance to take it to the next level.
"Madam... The Ghost King of Comprehension should be dead."
The corners of Lin Haoran's mouth raised slightly,
Showing a confident smile, he turned to look at the graceful Yanhou Ghost Emperor beside him and said softly.
Then, he changed the subject:
"Let's collect his Enlightenment Stone."
There was unconcealable excitement in his words.
However, at this moment,
The originally calm and calm Yanhou Ghost Emperor suddenly looked extremely strange.
She frowned tightly and stood there like a sculpture, motionless.
It seems that he has encountered some kind of confusing problem.
"Um!?"
Lin Haoran couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw this, and an ominous premonition came to his heart.
He couldn't help but asked doubtfully:
"What's wrong...ma'am!?"
After saying that, he wanted to raise his feet and walk towards the Ghost Emperor Yanhou.
Want to know the situation up close.
"Husband, be careful!"
But just when Lin Haoran was about to take the first step,
Lin Haoran's ears suddenly heard the hurried and panicked voice of Yan Hou Ghost Emperor.
Lin Haoran's expression suddenly changed,
A strong uneasiness welled up in my heart,
It was as if the shadow of death was covering the whole world, so close that it was suffocating.
In an instant,
Lin Haoran felt a chill rising from his spine, spreading all over his body in an instant, making him shudder.
His body was as cold as if it was frozen,
as if he had fallen into a bottomless glacier that had been through years.
"Puff.............."
Without any warning,
a dazzling golden light suddenly flashed.
I saw an extremely sharp golden sword piercing Lin Haoran's chest at lightning speed,
directly reaching the heart!
This fatal blow,
like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, caught people off guard!
Lin Haoran's pupils suddenly shrank,
and an expression of disbelief flashed across his eyes.
His thoughts surged like a tide:
This sword,
is actually the king sword in the hands of the Enlightened Ghost King? !
How is this possible? !
Isn't he already dead?
Countless questions swirled in Lin Haoran's mind, but at this moment,
a strong sense of weakness came over him like a tidal wave, filling every inch of his body and mind,
making him drowsy and sleepy, as if he would fall into the abyss of eternal sleep at any time.
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