Chapter 1677 Skilled

"This is?" Jian Wushuang looked at the palm-sized golden dragon turtle in front of him in surprise.

"This is a little gadget I made casually."

Long Qi explained a sentence, but immediately pointed at the four directions around him. From the four corners, beams of light rose up immediately, and a layer of restriction was formed in an instant. The scope of this restriction is not large. It is only less than one-third of the scope of the hall where Jian Wushuang is located.

At the same time, a circular ban appeared around Jian Wushuang, which included Jian Wushuang.

"From today onwards, you will stay within this circular restriction and control the Hongjun Divine Rod. When you can use the Hongjun Divine Rod to smash the gadget I made, you can leave this restricted area." Long Qidao.

"You want me to control Hongjun's magic stick and smash this small dragon turtle?" Jian Wushuang was stunned at first, but the next moment he understood that Long Qi was trying to hone his control over Hongjun's magic stick.

As soon as Long Qi waved his hand, the Hongjun stick had already flied in front of Jian Wushuang.

"Let's start." Long Qi said, but his figure had already disappeared.

In the entire hall, only Jian Wushuang and the palm-sized golden dragon tortoise were left, which were in two different prohibitions.

"Try it first."

Although Jian Wushuang still didn't fully understand Long Qi's intentions, he started to try according to what Long Qi said.

Hum~~~Under the control of Jian Wushuang's soul power, the trembling Hongjun magic stick began to move, but the speed was still pitifully slow.

When Jian Wushuang managed to control the Hongjun stick to get behind the golden dragon tortoise, the golden dragon tortoise also noticed it, and saw its four feet moving at the same time, and it climbed more than 200 meters in an instant.

"This speed..." Jian Wushuang stared.

The speed at which the golden dragon tortoise burst out was actually not fast, at least in Jian Wushuang's eyes, it was too slow. If it wasn't because he couldn't leave the surrounding circle of restrictions, he could easily chase and kill the golden dragon tortoise with one step. .

But no matter how slow the golden dragon turtle's speed was, it was still much faster than Jian Wushuang's soul power controlling the Hongjun stick.

At least ten times more.

"Come on slowly, I have just started to control this Hongjun magic stick, and I am not very proficient, so the speed is of course slow. When I master the control skillfully, the speed can be improved, and this Hongjun magic stick is so heavy, it is very important to my soul. Strength is also a kind of training, as long as the strength of my soul power increases, it will naturally become easier to control this Hongjun stick."

Jian Wushuang was not discouraged at all, but continued to get familiar with it.

The facts are indeed as Jian Wushuang thought, at the beginning it was really difficult for him to control the Hongjun magic stick, the speed was surprisingly slow, and the Hongjun magic stick was still trembling during the flight, but as he manipulated again and again After getting familiar with it, at least the Hongjun magic stick has stabilized during the plundering.

Next, just find a way to increase the speed of Hongjun's magic stick.

time flies.

Jian Wushuang stayed in this hall, mastering the control of Hongjun's magic stick time and time again.

With the manipulation, Jian Wushuang also gradually adapted to the weight of Hongjun's stick, or in other words, his soul power was under the pressure of Hongjun's stick,

Got a boost.

In just three years, Jian Wushuang has been able to control the Hongjun magic stick extremely stably.

Then another eleven years passed.

Including the previous three years, it took a total of fourteen years.

In the forbidden hall, whoosh! The golden dragon tortoise crawled crazily on its four soles, swaying wildly within a thousand meters around the restriction, and behind it was a long dark golden tail. , faintly faster than this golden dragon turtle.

It's just such a small, insignificant trace, but it still makes the distance between the two closer to each other.

finally……

"Crush!"

With Jian Wushuang's low cry, the dark golden Hongjun magic stick finally caught up with the golden dragon turtle, and was smashed to pieces by the golden dragon turtle.

"Successful!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes lit up, and his face was filled with joy.

Hum~~ Long Qi's figure also quickly appeared beside him, glanced at the shattered golden dragon tortoise, and nodded slightly, "It only took fourteen years to reach this step, it's not bad."

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang sighed in his heart.

Even though it only took fourteen years, he knew very well how difficult the fourteen-year process was. The Hongjun magic stick was too heavy, and it oppressed the power of the soul. That feeling was very painful. Even now, Jian Wushuang still feels a bit of difficulty in controlling the Hongjun stick.

"Master Long Qi, why do you want me to master this Hongjun magic stick proficiently in the past fourteen years? Do you want me to control Hongjun magic stick to kill enemies in the future? Is this too reluctant?" Jian Wushuang asked with a frown road.

Hongjun magic stick is very special.

Jian Wushuang could feel the power of Hongjun's stick, and it was also very terrifying.

However, it is really too heavy. Jian Wushuang has been concentrating and proficient here for fourteen years, but he can barely control the Hongjun magic stick to catch up with the golden dragon tortoise, but the speed of the Hongjun magic stick is still very slow. Slow, to the gods of the world, it is as slow as a snail. This kind of attack method, even if it is powerful, is too slow to touch the opponent at all, so it is meaningless.

"Even if I make a big breakthrough in my soul power in the future and reach the level of an ordinary powerful person, I probably won't be able to drive this Hongjun stick to fight." Jian Wushuang secretly said.

Long Qi naturally understood what Jian Wushuang meant, and with a wave of his hand, he took back the Hongjun magic stick, and his eyes looked down at Jian Wushuang, "I just lent you this Hongjun magic stick to get familiar with." That's all, as for what I really want to give you, it is it."

As soon as Long Qi flipped his hand, a magical sword-like weapon with a very strange shape appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.

"Sword?" Jian Wushuang's eyes moved.

What Long Qi took out was indeed a sword, but this sword was very strange. It was covered in gold and was about four feet long, but the most important thing was that it had no hilt at all.

That's right, this sword has only a blade and no hilt. Both ends of it are extremely sharp and gleaming with a cold light.

Similarly, the blade of this sword is still very thin, just as thin as the previous Hongjun stick.

"This is the Hongjun Golden Sword, of course it is also an imitation. Its purpose is the same as that of the Hongjun Divine Stick. You have controlled the Hongjun Divine Stick before, so now you can try to control the Hongjun Golden Sword again." Seven throws the Na Hongjun golden sword towards Jian Wushuang.

With the previous experience of receiving Hongjun's magic stick, Jian Wushuang also learned to be smart this time, and he also picked it with both palms at the same time.

But when his palm caught the Hongjun golden sword, his expression changed.

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