"Just because of it, I don't deserve to be my blessing!"

In Nie Kong and Hai Duanjiang's minds, the same flash of thought that was not what they thought of, and followed the breath. The pair of residual blades hung over the pool water. The surging fierce aura was pressing from the residual blade to the pool water, responding to the true intention of this flash.

"It, it actually rejected this pool of divine water!" Haidunjiang knew that this residual blade was actually the most real desire in Nie Kong's heart, and it was the amplification state of Nie Kong's various personalities. He knew that it was crazy about it, but he never thought that it would be so arrogant. Faced with the great opportunity, it actually chose to look down on it.

Gudu, Gudu!

The cold pool water gurgled like boiling, and a colder aura emanated from it. Nie Kong's hair formed a faint frost, and the phantom of the Haideng River seemed to be affected, becoming more and more illusory, as if it was about to dissipate.

Both of them could feel the wisdom of life-like confrontation between the residual blade and the pool water. The fierce aura emitted from the residual blade became more and more intense, and the frequency of the pool water was getting denser. The cold air in the entire cave began to exceed some limit...

In the Nushan Mountain area, Di Sheng, the director of the Martial Arts General Academy, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of a cliff, opened his eyes suddenly, and a terrifying light appeared in his eyes, murmured: "Has anyone entered there?"

Whoosh!

Someone looked at the top of the cliff, and the figure sitting cross-legged has long disappeared...

"If you don't go, you won't go. For you, you can achieve great success without using external objects." Nie Kong smiled and poked out his hand, holding the handles of the two remaining blades with one hand.

Just as the remnant blade was held in Nie Kong's hand, a desolate aura suddenly emanated from his body. It was not large in quantity, but it made Haidunjiang look shocked and afraid. He was the first person to know where this aura came from. The mysterious square seal that Nie Longkong and his family had been still unknown for three hundred years had the first change that Haidunjiang had never known.

This aura with a small amount of desolation and a sense of history came towards the residual blade, but before entering the residual blade, it was blocked again. However, this time the repulsive aura was stronger. Nie Kong, holding the residual blade, could feel the tenacity from above. As its master, under the consolation of Haidunjiang with great opportunity, he chose to respect this natal weapon spirit that was spawned by his own thoughts.

"Since you don't want it, give it to you brother." Nie Kong raised his hands high and closed them together. One hand was a broken blade and the other hand was a long sword. The desolate aura seemed to look down on the long sword. It was like the previous Haideng River, such a broken sword...

The remnant blade drove away this aura. As the main body of all this, Nie Kong was both the master of Fang Yin and the master of the remnant blade, and the master of the long sword. Although the desolate historical aura came out of thin air, it was still in a defeated army in Nie Kong's body and at the home court of the remnant blade, but he was unwilling to enter the long sword that he looked down upon.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The long sword of the long sword that was completely supported by the aura of Nie Kong Wuzong suddenly shook violently, and a breath of life surged out of the sword.

"Sword, sword, sword soul!!!" Hai Tunjiang didn't know what attitude to face what was happening in front of him. The treasure divine water that he had been thinking about for three hundred years was first rejected by the remnant blade, and then the already ragged ordinary long sword actually passed the transformation of the weapon spirit and stepped into the weapon soul state, completely shattering his little heart.

The spirit of the object is the spiritual wisdom of the object. The soul of the object is the life of the object.

There is a kind of pride, called I can.

A standard long sword that can be bought in any weapon shop in a blacksmith shop above the neighborhood, and an ordinary weapon that has long been unable to withstand high-intensity combat.

At this moment, its most brilliant light was blooming. Its pride was swallowing the river without understanding. Nie Kong understood that everyone in the world looked down on me. How about it?

At this moment, it gave the answer. The vigorous vitality is far more shocking than the artifacts that have spiritual intelligence. The artifact soul, the sword soul, and the powerful artifact that has life.

"I didn't expect that, I really didn't expect that it would change its form in this way." Haitujiang shook his head and showed an incredible look, while looking at the hand he always held. It was this man who made this sword that no one could believe had changed today.

"It's yours here too." Nie Kongheng's sword was in front of him and let go. This long sword that had just possessed life began the first journey, and the life that came into being was born. Is this a chance or a bad fate of luck? Who knows?

In the air, without the support of the Wuzong energy, the sword body that was already shattered in the sword began to collapse. They had already seen the cracked gap, but there was no shattered separation. The gurgling pool water surged, but could not stop the entry of the sword.

Scream!!!!!!

Put the fish in the oil pan and the hot soup into cold water.

The water in this pool was ignited and completely burst out and surged. The huge amount of energy attacked towards the long sword. If you can collect it, it is your great fortune. If you can't collect it or you can't withstand the oppression, it is your great bad luck.

Buzz!

The sword body jumped in the pool and water, making an unwilling roar. The humble life has a limit of pride that ordinary people cannot reach. It does not want to fail, does not want the owner to worry about himself, and does not want to become a burden.

The whole pool of water boiled, but the appearance of boiling water was emitting the extreme coldness. Haidunjiang screamed and drilled into the square seal. The temperature outside had exceeded the limit that his current soul body could withstand.

"Nie Kong, I will come out before I succeed." After leaving a sound, Haidunjiang sat cross-legged in the square seal. Before, the soul body absorbed the cold air around it and catalyzed it. The soul body was originally an extremely yin thing, and this cold air could make its body solidify.

Nie Kong nodded, and a layer of frost gradually formed all over his body. The cold air began to invade his body, but he did not move a step, staring at the long sword that was about to be swallowed in the pool water.

The coldest thing is like melting.

"Hmph, isn't there anyone bullying our family?" Nie Kong took a step forward suddenly, and with the invasion of the cold air of more than an inch away from different levels, his arms were like two large gates, smashing towards the pool water hard, trying to block the invasion of most pool water for the long sword to quench the body and give it time to complete all this.

The remnant blade also changed at this time, as if responding to Nie Kong's murmuring, is there no one in our family to bully us?

When Nie Kong's arms were a few inches away from the pool water, the residual blade also changed for the first time after its formation. Nie Kong let it develop independently and gave him the fastest return...

The air decomposed into a drop of bead-like liquid, and then quickly merged. After two bangs, the second form of the residual blade was completed, and it was clamped on Nie Kong's arms, completely wrapped his arms and palms, and smashed them into the pool water.
Chapter completed!