Dragon Breath responded and surrounded Sethili and Luo Qianhuan.

"Sister Sethili!" Some loli teammates were worried about running out, but were stopped by several older ones, just kidding... being involved in the horror of dragon breath, it probably turned into an ice sculpture long ago! They could only pin their hopes on the magical legendary weapon summoned by Sethili.

Luo Qianhuan's changes just now completely shocked the two deans and were speechless for a long time. Compared to the magic gun, Frost Zhishu certainly didn't understand what it means to hide the enemy behind the hidden momentum. Frost Zhishu is the sword of the Lich King! The domineering divine horse does not need explanation! With a halo, thousands of undead will surrender!

What's more, you are a little bone dragon!

The blue light emitted from Luo Qianhuan's body became stronger and stronger. The frost energy on the rune swept away, and the dragon breath was instantly dissolved, and there was no residue left.

"Roar!" Hilt actually felt fear from the roar of the bone dragon! What is this sword that exudes evil and intimidating soul-cold cold?! Sethyri forged another legendary weapon? Hilt didn't believe it, he didn't dare to believe it. How could he lose to the forgeer, who had always been conceited! The phantom beast master is the strongest!

"Destroy the Dragon Breath! Frost Bone Dragon freezes them into ice sculptures for me!" Hilt's voice was extremely tired, but the anger could be heard.

"Luo...Luo Qianhuan?" Sexili looked at the frost sadness floating in her air, like the ruler of the world. When she was surrounded by the Bone Dragon Breath, Sexili was really unwilling to accept it... She finally summoned a weapon that could communicate, a weapon that would not be broken, a weapon that could always be around her! But she died like this! She was really unwilling to accept it!

But Luo Qianhuan has saved her now, and Sexili suddenly felt a sense of sadness and joy. When Luo Qianhuan's neutral sound was emitted from the sadness of Frost, the sense of happiness had already filled Sexili's whole body.

"Silly girl! Don't show off your power to be the protagonist without golden fingers!" Luo Qianhuan's tone was more relieved, and finally rescued him at the critical moment... "I am your sword! Protecting you from harm and cutting off the obstacles on your way forward for you is what I should do, so don't leave me when you encounter danger again... The character can be completely reversed."

In the first few words, Luo Qianhuan followed the rules of a God-given Continent weapon posted in his mind. The last few words were his own voice. He had seen more people who had lost their weapons and ran away. Luo Qianhuan had never seen a fool who had let their weapons run away. He had no sword left, so what to fight?

"Well... I understand." A beautiful smile appeared on the corner of Sethili's mouth again, which made Luo Qianhuan feel a little lost in his sight, but if Sethili looked carefully, there were still some wet traces. How many times... I fantasized that I could communicate with the weapons I cherished, and now this fantasy has finally become a reality!

Serhili reached out and was about to grab the sadness of Frost.

"My lord! Don't touch me!" Luo Qianhuan was stunned for a moment and immediately shouted anxiously.

"Why?" asked Serhiley, who was rejected, in confusion.

"If you meet me, you will fall into a monster who only knows how to kill! It will cause undead natural disasters that endanger the entire continent!" Luo Qianhuan said very seriously. With the evil aura that continued to overflow from Frost's sorrow, Sethili believed it.

The person who pulls out the frost sorrow will become the Lich King! Lead the undead to sweep the world! This is the curse of this sword!

Even the three good young people, promising young people, rich second generation, official second generation, prince, and perfect paladin Alsace, who combines all kinds of excellent qualities, after being bewitched by Frost sadness, either fell into the lich king, or even gave his old man a lunch box, and he readily killed his father with one sword!

Not to mention the Knight Ji in front of him who has a preliminary IQ of only ⑨! I guess after picking up the Frost Sadness turned into by Luo Qianhuan, even if Luo Qianhuan can control it, he will immediately become a Lich King and give this continent a stimulating undead natural disaster.

"Die!" Hilt's bone dragon was finally ready! This time the dragon breath was larger than before! More destructive!

But in Luo Qianhuan's eyes?

"Yaya, your boss's sword is here! He sneered down and acted cutely, and then rolled back to your world!" Luo Qianhuan sneered, and the frost runes on the blade of Frost's sadness flashed even more intensely!

A light blue light swept across! Suddenly, the world became silent as if it was frozen! Snowflakes fell from the sky, beautiful.

The time around suddenly stopped and stopped flowing. The audience's expressions were frozen in the face of Serhili's exclamation before being surrounded by dragon breath. Everyone stopped moving like they were frozen. Only two legendary deans and the client, Hilt, remained the same in these few seconds.

Just as Luo Qianhuan was about to slash the ignorant bone dragon with one sword, he suddenly felt the energy in his body disappearing... The light on Frost's sadness dimmed!

"Snow? Is it Yangyanji now? It's snowing?" Everyone finally got out of this strange frozen state again. A loli in Serhili's team looked up and looked at the snowflakes floating in the air in surprise and said, Yangyanji is summer.

"It's that skull dragon!"

At this time, the power of the bone dragon was no longer there, and the soul fire in the eyes also dimmed, but it did not disappear completely. The magic that he spit out destroyed the dragon's breath was just a mouthful of snowflakes. He roared at Luo Qianhuan with flattery, shook his tail like a pug, and then his head got into the space crack and disappeared, and the space crack also merged.

"Wait, I haven't made any move yet?" The runes accumulated on Luo Qianhuan were still flashing. He didn't even make any move just now! This bone dragon is really cute and ran away?

"Peng" Unexpectedly, a smog of smoke flashed by, and Luo Qianhuan turned into the short appearance of the magic gun again, which was not controlled by himself.

"Sorry... Qianhuan, I don't have the power of creativity to maintain your body." Sethilly's voice was weak, and the creative power in her body was less than 10%. Within the few seconds when Luo Qianhuan turned into Frost's sadness, she almost exhausted the creative power in her body.

Luo Qianhuan's state of frost sadness was only two deans, and the person involved, Hilt, saw that after the others left during the freezing time, they only saw the bone dragon spraying a mouthful of snowflakes, then screamed and returned. Frost sadness and the magic gun were completely opposite magical artifacts, and no one would think of them together.

They would only think that Serhili had forged two legendary weapons in succession... It's okay to have a magic gun? As for Frost's sadness? It's probably Serhili will be caught tomorrow and be disassembled and studied. Fortunately, not many people have seen it.

As for the power of the Bone Dragon at that time, it was completely lost under the cuteness. Even Hilt was looked at by everyone with pity like a clown, including Luo Qianhuan...

"Oh... OK OK, go back quickly after the fight!" Luo Qianhuan is also a person who is not wary. Now he still expects Sethil to take him back so that he can become a human. Luo Qianhuan dare not try here. After all, it is still an unknown whether he will give clothes to him or not... If it is a fruit body, the fun will be big, and there are thousands of people in the entire Colosseum.

"Well, wait..." Sethilly picked up the magic gun that fell to the ground and slowly walked to Hilt. Summoning the bone dragon consumed too much of Hilt's energy, and the power of creativity was almost withering.

"Sorry, I won this game." Sethilly grabbed Hilt's collar and walked to the edge of the competition stage and threw it down. There was no way, the power of the illusion beast was far less than that of the forge, especially Hilt, who was still a 150-year-old man!

"Damn it! I remember this humiliation!" Hilt looked at Serhili, who was standing on the ring angrily, touched her butt that was hurt, and held back the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"So looking forward to fighting you next time." Sethili was still very happy at this time! Finally, he competed for his academy to attend the "God Creation Festival"! And he owned a magical legendary weapon! He was happy enough!
Chapter completed!