Chapter 640 (1/2)

Oh!

The last Rune was engraved, and a crisp sound came from the body of the gun. At that moment, being shot in the flesh seemed to be alive, with spirit and soul.

Just like the finishing touch, if the stroke goes on, the dragon will live and the gun will live.

However, the meat in the gun that completes the rune carving is essentially a magic weapon, but its material and color have not changed significantly. It is still ordinary and looks like a bone spear in the primitive tribe.

However, Ning Tao doesn't care about its appearance anymore. The key is that it's easy to use. It doesn't matter whether it's good-looking or not.

Yes, it's not to marry a wife. It's used to kill people. Why should it be so beautiful?

Ning Tao reached out and grabbed the gun in his hand. At the moment when the gun started, he established a mysterious connection with the gun. It felt like

Part of the body!

A gun is a man, and a man is a gun.

It feels great!

Ning Tao shook his hand and shot out. In the void, he immediately left a remnant of ink painting, like an unpredictable smoke cloud. The gun gas converges on the gun tip, just like the essence!

How strong!

However, before he could fully pierce the gun, he released the gun gas and stopped.

With this shot, he almost stabbed the tripod of good and evil.

If the tripod of good and evil shakes, the gun will be scrapped.

The face on the tripod opened its eyes and frowned.

This is the first time it has been dissatisfied with Ning Tao.

Ning Tao put away the meat and was shot. He was surprised. All along, good and evil Ding didn't call him, but I didn't expect that this time he showed an unhappy expression because of his rash behavior.

What does this mean?

It also has a spirit, and even has its own consciousness!

In addition, its reaction is related to being shot in meat. If the power of being shot in meat is not strong, how can it have such a reaction?

”Brother Ding, I know you have an instrument spirit. Why don't you come out and have a chat?” Ning Tao explores the tunnel. In his imagination, the spirit of good and evil chief may be similar to insect two, but it must be much more powerful than insect two, and the shelf is much larger. After all, it is the core of this Tiandao Medical Museum. The ledger bamboo slips are only an auxiliary magic tool, and the spirit of the tool is naturally worse.

However, the good and evil leader did not respond.

Ning Tao still didn't give up and said, ”how about you come out and I give you a thousand yuan?”

The good and evil leader still didn't respond.

Ning Tao gave up and his mind returned to the gun in the flesh. He recited a syntax mantra softly, and then drank: ”close!”

Oh!

With a gunshot, the meat vibrates and shrinks in an instant.

The gun in the flesh is two meters long and seven inches long. It is a real long gun, but it turns into the size of an embroidery needle in an instant.

In another blink, the gun lying in Ning Tao's palm was integrated into his flesh and blood, and finally there was only a pattern similar to a gun, just like a bad tattoo.

Although he knew it was the result, Ning Tao was still shocked and felt incredible. Of course, it's more exciting and happy, which is more powerful than the wishful golden cudgel of the great sage of Qi Tian, because the wishful golden cudgel of the great sage of Qi Tian has to be stuffed into his ears, but his flesh is shot, but it can be integrated with his flesh and blood. In such a state of magic tools, even if he has been to the world's most stringent security inspection with a shot in the flesh, he will pass the customs casually and can't find out anything.

In fact, this is the characteristic of being shot in meat. If you can't integrate flesh and blood, why take this strange name?

Ning Tao recited another syntax mantra and drank softly, ”here comes the gun!”

In the palm of his right hand, a cloud of ink smoke burst out suddenly. The gun gas condensed into the size of an embroidery needle was shot and wrapped in the cloud of ink smoke. The next second, the meat was clattered by the gun, which became thicker and longer. In an instant, it was restored to its original shape, with a barrel of two meters and a head of seven inches.

”Hahaha!” Ning Tao couldn't help laughing.

With this magic gun in hand, even in the face of Nicholas conti and his ghost ship, or fox Ji and her six samsara, he has the confidence of World War I and dares to stab it.

A convenient door opened and Ning Tao came to a place he hadn't been to for a long time.

Dragon frame savage abyss.

The thick fog spread out in the field of vision, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow. Neither the ground nor the mud on the ground could be seen. On the other side, even Ning Tao didn't dare to walk rashly, because if he was not careful, he would fall into the mud covered by snow. But he didn't plan to walk either. He came here to test the first magic weapon he had personally refined in his life - being shot in the flesh.

Ning Tao recited the mantra of releasing the gun in the flesh, spread out his right hand and drank softly: ”here comes the gun!”

A cloud of ink smoke like gun gas came out in the palm of the right hand. The meat gun the size of an embroidery needle quickly thickened and lengthened in the gun gas. In the twinkling of an eye, it was restored to its original shape. The two meter gun body and seven inch gun head were wrapped with ink smoke like gun gas, like a dragon and snake cruising, with a strong Chinese wind!

The gun is a little ugly, but it's not vulgar. It's a bonus.

Ning Tao shook his hand and shot out.