Upon the Orchid Qi, Fubo shone brilliantly, reflecting the sunlight with its blade, shimmering uncertainly as if it were coated with a layer of premium gun oil.
Liang Qu gripped the long spear, the feeling of it being an extension of his arm unchanged.
Even to the extent that...
"The spirituality is more abundant."
Grasping the entire Fubo in his palm, it turned into an undeniable long dragon, its vitality far surpassing the Yuanmu Bow by an immeasurable amount!
"Strange."
Liang Qu approached the window. Tall and long-limbed, he bent down to pick up the Flying Dragon lying against the wall.
The whole Flying Dragon had a dull look in its eyes, devoid of the slightest hint of vitality or spirit. Its chest feathers were loosely curled, emanating an acrid, burnt scent that stung the nose.
Sensory perception spread out, discerning through the Method of Ear Consciousness.
There were no changes.
