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Chapter 210 Unparalleled Demonic Sword

After completing his great cause of unifying the world of cultivation, it goes without saying that Dugu Batian was happy, and he had more things to deal with.

But he enjoyed the feeling of being aloof when he arrived. Even if he was a little tired, it didn’t matter to him! Because he liked it!

After Dugu Batian unified the world of cultivation, peace returned to the world of cultivation, but this peace was only superficial.

In fact, privately, all the sects were right, and Dugu Batian was dissatisfied and unwilling to listen to him, but there was nothing they could do.

They can only complain below and dare not speak out. Because Tianxuan Sect and Qianhuan Demon Sect have surrendered, what can they do?

For more than a month, time passed in seemingly calm but hidden murderous intent. For more than a month, the world of cultivation has been under the control of Dugu Batian.

Yan Wuxue, on the other hand, has not left his room for more than a month, and I don't know what he is doing in there.

The people in Canglan Palace of Yunhai and the True Dragon First Generation Human Race are also waiting for the arrival of Yan Wuxue. However, more than a month has passed, and Yan Wuxue has not come yet.

They felt a little strange, but they didn't think much about it. Maybe Yan Wuxue wanted to survive the panic, so he didn't rush to take action.

This is why they explained why Yan Wuxue was not in a hurry to take action, but did Yan Wuxue really think so? I don't know.

In the polar glacier, in the secret room inside the Ice Gate, Long Hao was still meditating there, searching for demonic consciousness in his ocean of consciousness.

Outside, the ghost spirit said depressedly: "Oh! I shouldn't believe this kid. Why did he come out in one or two months? It's been more than two months now and I haven't seen any movement from him. I can still sleep peacefully."

Just wait for him for a few decades!" After saying that, he entered the scabbard and went to rest.

Long Hao, who looked like a stone sculpture, suddenly laughed and said: "Haha... I finally succeeded. I succeeded. I no longer have to worry about being demonized."

The ghost spirit felt depressed for a while, because he was woken up by Long Hao's cry just after he fell asleep. He cursed loudly: "You kid, can't you be quiet."

"Old ghost, you don't know that I can get rid of my inner demons, can I be unhappy? Haha..." Long Hao said.

"Old ghost, who are you talking about? Boy." The ghost spirit said.

"Isn't it you? You don't even know how long you have been alive. You are a dead old ghost. If I don't call you an old ghost, I really can't think of anything else to call you." Long Hao said.

After hearing what he said, the ghost spirit felt that it was quite reasonable, so he said: "Okay, then you can call me Lao Gui from now on! This is not a bad name either."

"This is what you said, then I will call you this from now on." Long Hao said.

"You'd better hurry up and seize the time to practice! Don't think about anything else. I'm going to bed, so stop screaming." Ghost Spirit said.

"Okay, I understand, you can rest! I will wake you up when I finish practicing." Long Hao said.

Then Long Hao calmed down again, entered Haiyang's consciousness, and combined all his separated demonic consciousness together.

Then he used his power to slowly separate the meaning that had been combined with his body from his body bit by bit.

After a while, he saw a ball of black spiritual energy slowly growing in size on the fingertips of Long Hao's right hand.

Finally, the black spiritual energy became as big as the mouth of a bowl. In an instant, the black spiritual energy as big as the mouth of a bowl shot into the air.

Then Long Hao had some blood coming out from all his orifices again, but this time he didn't vomit blood, nor did he feel any chest discomfort.

Long Hao looked at the black mass in the air, and then used his consciousness to control the spiritual energy, and instantly shot it into the Supreme Sword.

As soon as the black spiritual energy came into contact with the Supreme Tyrant Sword, he was immediately attracted by the domineering aura in the sword and was sucked in immediately.

Long Hao was not surprised by this, because he had already seen the impact of that domineering aura on his inner demons.

After doing all this, Long Hao adjusted his breath a little, but now his body and soul are very weak.

Long Hao touched the Killing Divine Sword on the ground. As soon as he touched the Divine Sword, he felt a spiritual energy from the Divine Sword passing into his body.

This feeling made Long Hao feel like his heart was returning to the sea. He felt that his energy was constantly improving, and he could now fully control the Sword of Killing and exert its power. Because at this time

Long Hao has completely refined the divine sword.

Long Hao put down the Killing Divine Sword, and then went to the Supreme Sword, but as soon as he came into contact with the Supreme Sword, he felt something was wrong.

Because a strong killing energy instantly entered his body, and he tried to control himself, but the energy he felt was stronger than the divine sword.

This feeling was even stronger than before before it was refined, and Long Hao was so frightened that he quickly threw away the Supreme Overbearing in his hand.

He knew that if he still held it, then he would slowly be controlled by it. To be precise, it was not controlled by the knife, but by the inner demon he had separated. Now

This supreme tyrant sword is no longer a tyrant sword, but has become a veritable magic sword.

And it is a unique magic sword, because as soon as it takes blood, its demonic nature will be enhanced, and this enhancement is unlimited, so this magic sword has potential!

Long Hao also understood that with his current energy, he could not control the magic sword, so he could only use the divine sword.

However, Long Hao was very sad about the energy of this magic sword. The energy was so powerful, much more powerful than the magic sword.

At this time, Long Hao also understood why so many people chose to practice magic skills, because practicing magic skills not only takes a short time, but also has very strong skills.

What a pity, what a pity! Long Hao sighed in his heart, but he soon understood that only his cultivation level had increased, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control the sword.

Long Hao looked around his body and found that he was really weak now! Sixty percent of his mental energy had been separated.

And only 40% of the energy in the body is supporting this body. How can this body not be weak? Moreover, this is a trauma to the soul, which is not easy to heal. Although at the second level of the Divine Weapon Art, in addition to soul separation,

In addition to the exercises, there are also soul repair exercises.

But Long Hao felt that this repair technique was of no use, so he didn't want to practice it at all. This was also a pavement for his later thoughts. As for what thoughts he would know later, I won't say more now.

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At this time, Long Hao thought of a good way, which was to use the characteristics of his Weapon Domain to gather a large amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy into his empty soul. Use the heaven and earth spiritual energy to replace his separated spiritual energy.

Since the world of cultivation is coming to an end, I need time to think about it, so I won’t update it tonight. Sorry!!!!!!
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