The God-killing Sword kept trembling, and the aura released from it became stronger and stronger, and the murderous intent was soaring into the sky, making people frightened.
After a while, everything returned to calm, and the overwhelming murderous aura instantly subsided and disappeared without a trace.
This terrifying aura also disappeared, and everyone within a hundred miles radius finally breathed a sigh of relief. The aura just now was so terrifying that it made everyone's souls tremble.
At this moment, even though the murderous aura disappeared, everyone was still frightened and did not dare to act rashly.
Xiao Hei, who was closest to Ling Feng, stared at the God-killing Sword with fear on his face, and was horrified in his heart. Even he didn't know what this sword was about, but he knew that the sword had just been released from
Judging from its aura, this sword has far exceeded the category of a spiritual weapon.
After the aura on the God-Slaying Sword calmed down, it no longer trembled and rushed straight towards Ling Feng's dantian and submerged into Ling Feng's dantian.
The next moment, a very old and somewhat weak voice appeared in Ling Feng's mind, "Are you the master of the God-killing Sword?"
When Ling Feng heard this voice, his heart suddenly trembled, his whole body trembled, and his face was shocked. He felt incredible. Ling Feng never expected that the sword soul of the God-killing Sword had been sleeping, and at this moment, it even emerged from its deep sleep.
Awakened.
Ling Feng knew that it was due to his unremitting efforts, continuous cultivation, and devouring the spirit sword that the sword soul of the God-killing Sword could recover so quickly. And the soul of Ling Xiaoshan just now was even more difficult for the God-killing Sword.
This great tonic instantly revived the soul of the God-killing Sword.
"Are you the master of the God-killing Sword?" the voice sounded again.
Ling Feng nodded. Since he was connected with the God-killing Sword, he didn't need to speak. As long as his mind moved, he replied: "I am Ling Feng, the sword master of the God-killing Sword. Are you the sword spirit of the God-killing Sword?"
"Sword spirit? I am not a sword spirit. To be precise, I am the sword spirit of the God-killing sword," the voice of the sword spirit of the God-killing sword sounded.
Ling Feng said quickly: "It was a slip of the tongue, but what is the difference between this sword soul and the sword spirit?"
"The sword spirit is just a newborn spiritual intelligence, which is relatively low-level, while the sword spirit is far superior to the sword spirit. It not only has its own consciousness, but also has a soul," the sword spirit explained.
"And I am special..." When Sword Soul said this, he suddenly stopped and did not continue.
Ling Feng, who was listening to Sword Soul's explanation attentively, was suddenly stunned and asked curiously: "What's so special about you?"
After Ling Feng finished asking this question, Sword Soul pondered for a long time before continuing: "I am too weak to remember now. Maybe I will be able to remember when my strength recovers."
"I just remember that I am not as simple as a sword soul."
Hearing this, Ling Feng said helplessly: "Okay, but can you tell me about yourself? What is this God-killing Sword? Why did I only get the sword soul and no physical sword body?
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"Where did this God-killing Sword come from? What is its magical function?" Ling Feng asked curiously about the doubts in his heart.
Maybe it was because Ling Feng asked too many questions at once, or maybe it was because Sword Soul had been sleeping for too long and was still very weak even though he woke up. Sword Soul might not be able to remember many things, so it took a long time to answer Ling Feng.
Feng has been thinking and searching for his own memory.
After a long time, the sword spirit finally said: "I can't remember the specific things. I only know that I have always existed in the God-killing Sword. The God-killing Sword suffered heavy damage, the sword body was broken, and the sword soul was also incomplete."
"And I am just a part of the incomplete sword soul. Because of your existence, I continue to absorb energy, which allows me to recover quickly and wake up so quickly."
"As for other things, I really can't remember them. Maybe I can remember them when I find the other sword souls or my strength improves."
Ling Feng was shocked when he heard this, and was shocked in his heart. Such a powerful sword soul was still incomplete, and there was still no sword body. So how powerful would it be if it were a complete God-killing Sword?
Ling Feng swallowed, a little expectant, but also a little scared, and asked cautiously: "Then what level was this God-killing Sword in its heyday? A holy weapon? Or a legendary fairy weapon?"
"I don't know!" Sword Soul's voice sounded.
Ling Feng had a look of helplessness on his face, but no matter what, this God-killing Sword was definitely not an ordinary weapon. It was damaged to such an extent that it could rival the best spiritual sword. How powerful would it have been in its heyday? Ling Feng thought.
He didn't even dare to think about it, or at this moment, he couldn't even imagine it.
"Then what do you know?" Ling Feng asked unwillingly.
Sword Soul thought for a moment and said: "I only know that the more energy I absorb, the stronger the power I can exert."
"I can still activate God-killing myself, but now I am too weak and the power of God-killing is very weak."
"Kill God?" Ling Feng's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he knew the lethality of this move was extraordinary.
"How to activate God Killing?" Ling Feng asked with expectation and curiosity.
Sword Soul said: "I have the same mind as you. As long as you want to perform God-killing, I can perform God-killing. However, when I perform God-killing, I will take the lead. You only need to provide me with a steady stream of resources."
Earth energy is enough. The more energy you provide, the more powerful my move will be."
"How strong is it?" Ling Feng couldn't help but ask.
At this moment, Ling Feng was eager to give it a try and wanted to kill the gods once, but was rejected by the sword spirit.
Sword Soul said in a deep voice: "With your current cultivation level and physical condition, you simply cannot perform God Killing."
"If you use it forcefully, you will most likely die, and I will fall into a deep sleep again."
"So serious!" Lingfeng was shocked when he heard this and quickly rejected his idea. He didn't want to die.
It seems that the God-killer can only wait until his cultivation is completely restored and he is in the best condition, and then use it as his last trump card. He must not use the God-killer unless it is a last resort. After all, one is not good, but it is very likely to cost his life.
Get in.
"What do you remember?" Ling Feng asked again without giving up.
This time, Jianhun answered very simply and said straightforwardly: "I only remember these."
"Okay," Ling Feng said helplessly, and then stopped communicating with the sword soul. Communication was of no use. The sword soul is too weak now, so he can only try his best to restore it. It is best to let him recover.
When the incomplete sword souls are fused together, the power of the God-killing Sword will inevitably increase greatly.
If we could find all the broken sword blades and completely restore the God-killing Sword, its power would be unimaginable.
However, Ling Feng could only think about all this. With his current cultivation strength, he simply couldn't find them all and couldn't find them.
Ling Feng could only calm down, continue to use the Heaven Swallowing Technique, restore his cultivation strength, and adjust his condition to the best. This was the most important thing.