The memory of the little black man emerged in Wang Luo's mind. Wang Luo suddenly discovered that it was not the resentment between Billy and the two that was condensed in the Sifang Sword, but that there was a strange force in the Sifang Sword that forcibly sucked them in.
In it, the fragments of their souls are blended together.
Wang Luo's soul fragment exists in the Sifang Sword, and it has become one with Wang Luo. Wang Luo knows better than anyone how much the Sifang Sword weighs and how capable it is, and he has never discovered the so-called weirdness from beginning to end.
strength.
"I don't care what you are, get out of here right now, or I won't mind destroying this sword!"
With a cold light in his eyes, Wang Luo stared at the room on the ground and asked coldly. He tensed up and took defensive measures, but Sifang Jian just lay quietly on the ground without any abnormality.
"snort!"
With a heavy cold snort, Wang Luo stopped talking nonsense. With a thought, the dark blood soul flag automatically floated up and floated on the Sifang Sword. Black silk threads hung down and penetrated into the Sifang Sword.
More and more black threads penetrated into the Sifang Sword, and gradually a layer of faint black mist gathered on the Sifang Sword, completely wrapping the Sifang Sword, and constantly eroding the runes on the sword body.
The complicated runes gradually dimmed, but there was still nothing unusual about the Sifang Sword. Wang Luo's eyes flashed, and six blood snakes rushed out, surrounding the Sifang Sword, and the blood snake formation was instantly formed.
Then, without any pause, Wang Luo cast a seal in his hand, and the heart-refining fire he had withdrawn flashed out again and merged into the Sifang Sword. He strengthened the smelted Sifang Sword with one hand, so he naturally knew its weaknesses.
The Sifang Sword stood upright, surrounded by the Blood Snake Refining Formation. It was constantly worn and worn. Black mist filled the sword, corroding the Sifang Sword. The Heart Refining Fire melted directly into the Sifang Sword through the black mist, preparing to destroy it.
Internal formation.
Once the internal formation is destroyed, the Sifang Sword is really destroyed. Even if you want to repair it, it is extremely difficult. It is better to refine it again. After all, it is just an earth-level magic weapon.
"I'll give you one last chance. If you don't come out, you and this sword will die together!"
The Heart-Refining Fire was waiting for an opportunity to prepare. As long as Wang Luo had a thought, he could destroy the Sifang Sword. However, before destroying it, Wang Luo spoke again to the Sifang Sword, which had no abnormality at all.
After hesitating for a moment, seeing that Sifang Jian still didn't respond at all, Wang Luo changed his color and turned cold again. The Heart Refining Fire immediately rushed towards the formation in Sifang Sword, and at this moment, a layer of black light flashed from the core of Sifang Sword, resisting
Attack of the Heart Refining Fire.
"Boy, stop!"
A long-suppressed anger suddenly came out from the Sifang Sword with unconcealable anger. Upon hearing this, Wang Luo showed a smile, and then not only did he not stop, but the seal in his hand changed, and the Heart Refining Fire rushed forward fiercely.
"Damn boy, don't you just want me to show up! I'm coming out, please stop!"
Accompanied by bursts of muttering, the black light in the Sifang Sword surged, directly forcing the Heart Refining Fire out of the sword. Together with the black mist on the Sifang Sword, an illusory and uncertain figure flashed out, glaring at Wang Luo with murderous intent.
The illusory figure gradually solidified, revealing its true face. It was a wrinkled old man wearing black clothes with a ferocious expression on his face. At this time, the old man was looking at Wang Luo with gritted teeth, wishing he could pounce on him directly.
, swallowing Wang Luo.
"I thought it was some kind of ghost, but it turns out it's a soul that has lost its body and likes men. No wonder the way he kills people is so cruel every time. It turns out that he really wants to explode his anus. He has no body, so he's depressed, right?!"
With a smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, Wang Luo seemed not to notice the ferocious look of the wrinkled old man, and said with a nonchalant expression. The words he spat out almost choked the wrinkled old man to death.
In fact, Wang Luo seemed relaxed and had actually prepared all kinds of defenses. He was slightly depressed in his heart. He liked men, but he met men who all liked men. The ghosts he met were also men who liked men.
People really live in groups.
"How do you know I like men?"
The old man choked to death, took a deep breath, suppressed the annoyance in his heart, and then asked curiously, "I am just a soul. Wang Luo can actually see his sexual orientation at a glance. This is not something ordinary people can do."
Did it.
"I guess, what's your name? Why are you hiding in my sword?"
Rolling his eyes speechlessly, Wang Luo muttered a random word, and then directly entered the whole body. The Blood Snake Formation that had not yet disappeared was slowly rotating, the Heart Refining Fire was changing erratically, and the fanged pig holding the Blood Soul Banner also started to hoarse and groan.
Looking at this formation, the wrinkled old man looked depressed. Once upon a time, he was also an awesome person who was popular among thousands of girls and no one dared to disobey his orders. But now he is being coerced by a small seventh-level strongman who seems to have not resisted.
strength.
People under the eaves have to bow their heads. The wrinkled old man understood the meaning of this sentence deeply, so he gave detailed answers to Wang Luo's questions one by one. He couldn't help it. He hadn't spoken to anyone in I don't know how many years.
I was also panicking.
In this way, during the conversation with the wrinkled old man, um, Bert, Wang Luo learned about the old man's origins and some simple experiences, which shocked Wang Luo.
Bert is not from the Tianxuan Continent, but from a place called the God Continent, where powerful people gather, the sanctuaries are as numerous as dogs, and the god-level people are everywhere. Think of a small seventh-level person like Wang Luo.
If a wild beast comes over, it can knock Wang Luo to the ground.
Upon hearing Bert's description, Wang Luo's first reaction was to think of that fiery old man. He gave him all his experience in refining weapons, and Wang Luo would never forget the pain of his soul being burned.
As for why Bert appeared in Tianxuan Continent, Wang Luo also asked. As a result, Bert himself didn't know why he came to Tianxuan Continent. He only remembered that he was forced to self-destruct helplessly, and then a black hole was exploded. What remained of him
The soul went right into it.
When he regained consciousness after sleeping for who knows how many years, he discovered that he was living in a gravity black magnet, and his injuries were extremely serious. Any third-level or fourth-level practitioner could destroy him.
Originally, he planned to live in the gravity black magnet until he had the ability to protect himself on the Tianxuan Continent. However, things didn't work out and the gravity black magnet he was living in was discovered. In the end, after several circulations, it was
Wang Luo bought it.
Wang Luo also knew what happened next. He integrated the gravity black magnet into the other Sifang Sword, and Burt took the opportunity to live in the Sifang Sword to quickly restore his strength.