The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Dean Qi was in a daze. Just before the worm formation was launched, he still remembered that his spiritual power had indeed infiltrated Yekui's interior, controlling everyone precisely.

But it's a pity that just now, Dean Qi felt that he seemed to be on a errand...

He felt as if his mind had been stolen! ! !

Generally speaking, it is definitely a very painful experience to be invaded by other people while carrying out mental power invasion. The collision of the three kinds of mental power will cause great damage to the mental power of the middleman, just like two arms It's the same as being grabbed by two directions at the same time, the head and the tail can't look at each other.

Dean Qi controlled Long Ming's mind, and the mysterious man controlled Dean Qi's mind... Therefore, Dean Qi is the middleman.

In the battle for spiritual power, he suddenly became an intermediary, and it stands to reason that Dean Qi would definitely be in great pain.

But the thought-stealing feeling just now made Dean Qi feel very comfortable...

There is even an unprecedented pleasure...

And when Dean Qi came back to his senses, Yegui Lingzun had disappeared, but a huge hole appeared on the ceiling of Yekui's headquarters.

Afterwards, Dean Qi withdrew the controlled mental power and took off the augmentation helmet.

For a long time, Dean Qi didn't get up, but was thinking about two things quietly...

First: Who is the mysterious person who invaded me just now...

Second: Should I find a wife...

Dean Qi looked down at his pants.

Fortunately, the clothes on his body are made of special materials, which can dry quickly and purify odors.

Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing for Meng Yu to see the state just now!

Thinking of this, Dean Qi blushed, sighed and got up from the space capsule.

Only then did he see his adopted son Qi Mengyu standing behind the space capsule...

Qi Mengyu: "Dad..."

Dean Qi was startled; "You... When did you come in..."

Qi Mengyu: "I just heard Dad howl, I thought something was wrong... then... just came in..."

Dean Qi stared at Qi Mengyu: "You use the method I taught you...give me amnesia immediately! Don't force me to do it..."

Qi Mengyu: "..."

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In the Dead Sea of ​​Space, the battle of wits and courage between Wang Ming and Guitou Dao continues.

After drawing the design drawings, Wang Ming made the belt he untied earlier into a hook to pick up the fragments of magic weapons floating on the sea. Because the fragments floating nearby are all random, Wang Ming basically saw Tick ​​whatever you want, and wait until the boat is on the hook to make sure there are no parts you need on the debris.

After dozens of minutes, there was not much space left on the bamboo raft, and it was occupied by fragments of magic weapons, large and small.

Wang Ming selected the fragments he needed, and then used the white coat he took off as a rag to wipe off the residual Dead Sea liquid on the fragments. The material of the white coat is very special, not ordinary clothing. In addition to strong toughness, it also has automatic Decontamination effect.

He didn't dare to touch the spiritual liquid directly, otherwise his skin would be corroded.

More than ten fragments of magic weapons were hooked up, but in the end Wang Ming only picked three pieces.

The rest of the fragments were thrown back into the Dead Sea of ​​Space by Wang Ming...

Guitou Dao watched as Wang Ming rubbed and wiped these fragments, and finally cut off the part he wanted with the tools in the toolbox.

Wang Ming's current cutting tool is the miniature robot "little crab" in the toolbox. Naturally, it is not as efficient as the eight-armed "big crab" he had in the military tent before. Although the small crab is easy to carry, it can The cutting speed is greatly reduced.

"It would be great if there were big crabs here." Wang Ming sighed.

This is intentionally said for Guitou Dao to hear.

However, although Guitou Dao heard the voice, he didn't mean to reflect at all, but urged Wang Ming's speed: "Your movement is slow, go faster!"

Wang Ming pursed his lips, and then used the parts he had just cut out from the fragments to stitch together.

A few minutes later, the first part of the "Amplifier Cannon" was born.

"So fast?" Guitou Dao was amazed.

"It's just a part. We need a lot of parts." Wang Ming responded.

Afterwards, he put the assembled parts into the storage ring, and started the second wave of salvage work...

As a result, it was the second time to salvage and return with a full load!

And in this second wave, Wang Ming also caught a finished magic sword. Although there are gaps in the blade of this magic sword, the overall integrity is quite good! This is a dark blue spirit sword with a whole body, and there is even a dragon's head carved on the hilt. The overall craftsmanship looks very exquisite!

"Such a good sword should have a sword spirit, right?" Wang Ming knew some skills in magic weapon identification, and this finished magic sword, Wang Ming reckoned, should be a holy weapon!

"There are many broken magic weapons floating in the dead sea of ​​space, some of which are almost intact, but once they are involved here, there is no way to recover them. It should be that the sword owner of this sword cut off contact with it, and its sword spirit eventually self-destructed Yes." Guitou Dao replied.

"pity……"

Wang Ming felt sorry for a while.

He wiped the dark blue spirit sword clean, and was surprised to find that there were several lines of small characters on the sword.

Wang Ming: "What is this?"

Guitou Dao didn't even look at it and replied directly: "Whether it is a self-destructing sword spirit or other weapon spirits, the reason for self-destruction will be left on the magic weapon, otherwise it will not be able to pass through the hurdle of reincarnation after death. You The words I see now should be the last words of this sword spirit."

I see……

Wang Ming looked curiously at the few lines left on the sword, and then read them out.

It is written on the sword: I am the sword spirit of this sword, named Kunshan. The owner of the sword is named Long Ge. Because the sword owner was drunk and used his sword to travel through the space, he collided with a young hero in white in the space, resulting in an argument; During the process, I was left behind because of trembling hands, and I was sucked into the space crack like this, and finally entered the dead sea of ​​space. Then, the unarmed grandson of the sword master was hacked to death by a young hero in white outside... Therefore, I chose to destroy myself. If anyone sees this sword, please take a photo of the description and keep it as evidence, and bring it to the white-clothed young man outside as a defense of "justifiable self-defense"——Heaven is good at reincarnation, please be sure to reincarnate the next person, and arrange a more reliable sword host!

Wang Ming: "..."

Ghost Head Knife: "..."

As soon as Wang Ming finished speaking, Wang Ming suddenly noticed that the Tiancai sword under his butt was emitting a faint light...

A young man in ancient clothes with long hair and dead fish eyes suddenly turned into a puff of fresh air, and the young man stared at Wang Ming: "I Kunshan, inspired by the way of heaven, came here to bear this sword spirit..."

Both Wang Ming and Guitou Dao were shocked.

Why did a sword spirit suddenly appear at this moment?

Wang Ming suddenly remembered that today is his birthday...

So... is this a birthday present?

It can't be such a coincidence...

It's five o'clock, tomorrow is the beginning of the month, ask for wave tickets~~ crab crab crab crab ('ω')