a magic weapon at all. on the ntrary, the tiger snatched food and took back mo lingfeng's mysterious gun, which made him laugh in his heart.
a moment later, the ld pool returned to calm, sunset afterglow, through a little mottled look at the sky, as if nothing happened in this piece of heaven and earth.
he found a secluded and safe place, took out the mysterious gun, and cut the palm of his hand.
the gun flashed a trace of dark red, and then disappeared.
"the present zhenyuan is really difficult to use it," lin hui was not disappointed, and then injected a trace of zhenyuan into the body of the gun.
this time, the blade of the spirit gun emits dark red ripples, as if it were a living creature. but for a long time, he disappeared again.
"it seems that it is not enough to repair, this strength of the true yuan can not wake up the spirit of the gun, let alone ca
y out the shooting skills in the sky. but it feels like if i were to reach the king of war, i should be able to use the sky gun with a handle gun. " lin hui can not hide his disappointment in his heart. he wants to meditate on the s