It's like singing softly, but it's the whisper of a dead soul.

Anyone who hears this murmur will be so frightened that their hair will stand on end.

Moreover, the coldness penetrated the skin and reached the bone marrow, as if even the person's soul was being taken away and frozen.

"This...sword...the current...realm...only...you...can...control..." Behind the gate of hell, that person's evaluation came.

Chu Yan's blood is not only powerful, but also ferocious.

Only in this way can the aura of death that can bring this sword be suppressed.

Chu Yan's eyes were focused and he raised his hand to grab it.

Whoops! This grab seemed to pull down the white light in front of me like a big curtain.

The light condensed sharply in Chu Yan's palm.

The palm-width long sword flew out immediately and was grasped by Chu Yan in his hand.

Cold! Chu Yan’s first feeling was that of extreme cold! For a moment, it made him so cold that he could not speak, and his thoughts seemed to be frozen.

But the next moment, the powerful blood, like the sun of melting ice, forced the chill back in an instant.

However, the long sword didn't seem to believe it. It buzzed and trembled, white frost condensed on the surface, and it wanted to fight back.

"It's... your... resentment... is very heavy..." "That's natural. I killed him and took his spine to refine the magic weapon. If you don't hate me, it would make me feel weird."

Chu Yan sneered, "If that's the case, then I will completely sacrifice you and punish you with heavenly punishment!"

The light in his right hand shone brightly, Chu Yan grasped the hilt of the sword, and the blood and energy in his body surged crazily like a great river.

The long sword kept trembling in Chu Yan's hand, struggling to break away from his restraint.

But the suppression of Heavenly Punishment is simply not something it can resist.

After a while, the sword couldn't move.

At the same time, Chu Yan felt that there was a feeling of blood connection between him and the long sword.

"finished."

Feeling the surrender of the long sword, Chu Yan secretly nodded, and then he began to carefully look at this magical weapon that he had made by himself.

"Eighth-level spiritual weapon."

Chu Yan's consciousness swept over and he made a judgment.

Magical weapons of this level are definitely the kind that ordinary monks in the Heavenly Mind Realm dream about.

However, in Chu Yan's hands, he had the Flame-Slashing, Heavenly Punishment, and the mysterious Mirror Moon. By comparison, the eighth-level spiritual weapons were slightly inferior.

But Chu Yan was not anxious or disgusted.

Because in his eyes, the current long sword is the same as its grade and is only 80% complete.

The remaining 20% ​​still requires some special materials, which can be blended in and then crafted.

When the missing materials are integrated and completely completed, Chu Yan believes that even if the long sword cannot be upgraded to a ninth-level spiritual weapon, there will be absolutely no problem if it can reach the ninth level in half a step.

As for the probability of reaching the ninth level, Chu Yan estimated that it would be more conservative at 90%.

In fact, although the missing materials are relatively rare, Chu Yan does have them.

It's just that it's not with him right now.

To be precise, the required materials are currently stored in a certain treasure house in Monsoon Pond.

At this time, the long sword was refined, and Chu Yan's next plan was to collect the treasures in these treasure houses.

The reason why Chu Yan did this is not because he currently lacks magic weapons.

The main reason is that a long time has passed since the fall of Monsoon Pond.

Now the news of the death of him and his three envoys, Water, Fire, Light and Thunder, must have been made public.

In this case, the group of forces he controls will inevitably be destroyed.

Although most of his thirty-two treasure houses are hidden in places that only he knows, there are still five or six treasure houses that are guarded like the one Chu Yan visited before.

Now that Monsoon Pond is dead, there is a high possibility that the person guarding the treasure house will take the treasure house privately.

Nowadays, this treasure house has the surname Chu, so Chu Yan naturally does not want the various treasures in his treasure house to be obtained by others.

Especially these people, they are all monks who do all kinds of evil.

It happened that Chu Yan wanted to upgrade this newly forged spiritual sword at this time, and he still needed a few materials.

So he planned to collect all these treasure houses first.

As for the remaining ones that are unguarded, there is no need to worry.

If someone you trust passes by in the future, it doesn't hurt to ask them to help pick it up.

Chu Yan was thinking about this matter in his mind at this time, when intermittent sounds suddenly came from behind the gate of hell.

"This sword... is called... what..." "You are quite concerned about it."

Chu Yan chuckled lightly, pondered for a moment, and said: "Let's just call it Deathrattle. The purpose of building it at that time was to be able to exert the power of the Three Corpse Deathrattle Sword to a greater extent."

"..." There was no sound from behind the gate of hell.

In Chu Yan's view, since the other party had no objection, it was tantamount to acquiescence.

So there is no need to worry about this issue anymore.

Chu Yan stretched out two fingers and gently stroked the deathrattle.

The sword body of the Deathrattle is not as smooth and flat as an ordinary sword body.

If you don't look at the hilt of the sword, the Deathrattle is more like a thick and long spine polished into the shape of a sword.

Its surface is exactly like the sections of the spine.

But it is exactly this that gives this sword a more wild and wild flavor.

And although it seems that this sword has no edge, in fact, this sword is sharper than ordinary spiritual weapons.

Chu Yan's spiritual thoughts penetrated into it, feeling the changes in the deathrattle after the sacrifice.

Suddenly, he felt a chill pass through the hilt of the sword and into his meridians.

In an instant, the flow of spiritual energy in his body actually slowed down.

This certainly does not mean that the Deathrattle caused any bad interference to Chu Yan.

This change is somewhat similar to a person's breathing slowing down, or the heart rate slowing down.

The moment Chu Yan almost felt this change, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

He immediately used the spell to suppress the realm, cooperating with the slow flow of spiritual energy.

Immediately, His Highness Chu's breath trembled for a moment and then began to fall.

The state of the second level of Tianxinjing, which is a small accomplishment, first suddenly dropped to the first level of Tianxinjing, which is perfect.

Then continue to fall.

It has reached a major level of success in Heaven’s state of mind.

Then he fell to the first level of Tianxinjing.

Chu Yan kept working hard.

His breath swayed for a while, and then dropped a little bit.

Although he has not reached the outrageous Earth Yuan realm and is still at the first level of the Heavenly Mind Realm, at this time, he does not give people the impression that he is a master with the second level of the Heavenly Mind Realm and a powerful aura.

Rather, he is a new guru who has just broken through from the Earth Element Realm to the Heavenly Heart Realm. His realm is not yet completely stable, and his aura is still flickering.

The difference between the two is one of heaven and earth.

When Chu Yan released his sword, his aura suddenly surged up, and his state suddenly returned to the second level of the Heavenly Mind State.
Chapter completed!