If he could get this sword, wouldn't he get thousands of demon souls.

He walked towards the shopkeeper, stretched out his hand, and touched the sword body. The sword body emitted a flickering silver-white light, but the light flickered on and off. Every flash made people feel harsh, and he

, he could also feel the repulsive force of the sword against him. That was because the demon soul attached to the sword did not accept him.

But he is the emperor of the demon world, so this powerful repulsive force is nothing to him.

If the demon souls inside don't obey him, he will always find a way to make them obey him.

At this time, the shopkeeper's eyes widened, looking at the light emanating from Beiming Yexuan's fingertips, and said incredulously: "You were not ejected due to the repulsive force."

Beiming Yexuan frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"A few wise men came to me before and asked me about this treasure of the store. I had no choice but to take it out and show it to them, but after they took the sword out of the sheath, it was bounced into the air." The store owner said seriously.

Beiming Yexuan chuckled secretly, but there was no expression on his face. He turned back and glanced at the blue sky, then lowered his head and looked at the sword in the shopkeeper's hand: "If I can swing it, can you?

Sell ​​it to me, no matter how many crystals, I want this sword."

The shop owner looked at the two of them awkwardly. After some hesitation, he finally nodded: "I'll take you to the backyard to try the sword."

The ancestor of this shop once left a scroll of a handwriting. If anyone can wield this sword in the future, he will give it to others to avoid the disaster of death.

The owner's backyard is a martial arts training ground. It is empty and deserted and is suitable for Xuan Masters to fight.

The three of them stepped into the backyard one after another, and the shop owner also took off the red sword sheath on the handle and handed the sword to Beiming Yexuan.

Beiming Yexuan took the sword and felt the demon soul inside the sword gradually becoming violent.

They surged rapidly in the body of the sword, seeming to be crawling, flying, and walking. They walked in various strange postures, as if they were about to fly out of the sword body, but because of the thin layer of sealing light,

And locked in the world inside.

Beiming Yexuan stood in the sun, with his back to the shop owner, no one could see him, his red eyes were filled with a cold chill, and a pair of bright red eyebrows flew straight into his hair, making his whole body tremble.

Exuding a sinister aura, the entire martial arts field was occupied by his aura.

The shop owner had never seen such a powerful aura before, and he sighed in his heart: He is indeed Master Tianxuanxuan.

But he didn't know that of course a human being couldn't conquer these powerful demons, even if he was a Tianxuan Master.

The demonized face looked quite ferocious, and there was a secret echo in the soul. Only Beiming Yexuan could hear it: Let me out, let me out, let me out...

This is the cry of the demon soul inside the sword body.

Thousands of demon souls are constantly calling and screaming in order to be redeemed.

Beiming Yexuan also responded to them in his heart: "Obey me, and I will let you see the light of day again."

"No, no..." It was the roaring voices again.

Beiming Yexuan put his finger on the edge of the sword and lightly drew it. A powerful demonic energy poured into the space inside the sword, covering it with the aura of thousands of demonic souls, causing those demonic souls to

I sensed that Beiming Yexuan also came from the demon world, not humans.
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