7582. Chapter 7582 Master of the Nether Tower 3 ''
With the hard shell of Xuanwu Divine Armor and the mysterious viscera of Devil's Heart, Zhuo Yifan directly transformed into a body of fire spirit, burning from the inside out. He put all the sword intent together and began to refine it. Finally, with the help of the entire Netherworld
With the power of the tower, these sword intentions finally merged into one.
With a thought in Zhuo Yifan's mind, the Blood Spirit Thorn also joined in and turned into pure energy.
His own understanding of the sword is the lowest among these sword intentions, but since he is the master, it is still under his control.
Soon, the Blood Spirit Thorn completely melted into it, and a simple and exquisite long sword appeared in Zhuo Yifan's dantian!
This is a combination of Devouring Sword Intent, Star Sword Intent, Dugu Qiujian's Sword Intent and Zhuo Yifan's own sword intent. It is also a real magic weapon of destiny!
With the Xuanwu Divine Armor in hand, the integration of the Blood Spirit Thorn into it is mutually beneficial. It not only improves the quality of the Xuanwu Divine Armor, but also greatly improves the quality of the Blood Spirit Thorn. After all, the quality of the Xuanwu Divine Armor is very high.
, the weapons it transforms are the same in quality as the Xuanwu Divine Armor.
This instantly doubled the level of the Blood Spirit Thorn.
Zhuo Yifan felt that his whole body was full of strength. Compared with before, although there was no earth-shaking change, it had increased by at least 30%.
At the same time, Zhuo Yifan also had a vague premonition in his heart that the day when he would overcome the disaster was not far away.
Zhuo Yifan stood up, looked at the lonely figure with complicated eyes, and couldn't help but sigh softly. Finally, after hesitating for a moment, he still ran the Derivative Technique.
A huge beam of light emerged out of thin air, and Zhuo Yifan was surprised to find that the derivative technique he used with the help of the Netherworld Tower was several times more powerful than what he had done outside. This rich vitality was truly unprecedented.
When the beam of light fell on the sword-eating madman, Zhuo Yifan's figure had completely disappeared into the Netherworld Tower.
The sword-eating madman trembled all over, feeling the majestic anger in his body. A ray of light burst out from his lifeless eyes. He turned around somewhat complicatedly and looked quietly at the place where Zhuo Yifan disappeared for a long time.
Move or speak.
With a thought in his mind, Zhuo Yifan appeared in Star Reaching City.
With a blur in front of his eyes, Zhuo Yifan stretched out his hand and the Nether Tower shrank with a whoosh and flew into his body.
At the same time, He Bizheng's voice sounded in surprise: "Xiaofan, you're out, are you okay?"
Zhuo Yifan didn't expect He Bizheng to stay here all the time. Feeling his deep concern, he couldn't help but smile: "Fortunately, after a lot of effort, it was successful."
"Hahaha, I knew my brother He Bizheng would be able to do it." He Bizheng burst into laughter and pulled Zhuo Yifan up: "Let's go have a drink together, brothers!"
The two figures disappeared in an instant, and Fang Zhen, who was following closely behind, couldn't help but stamp his feet in annoyance, and looked at the disappearing figure with a meaningful smile.
After returning to the Marshal's Mansion, Zhuo Yifan briefly recounted what happened in the Netherworld Tower, and He Bi was dumbfounded.
Apart from concealing his identity, Zhuo Yifan did not lie.
When he heard that Zhuo Yifan had now become the master of the Nine Nether Abyss, He Bizheng felt as if he was in a dream, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.
This brother I recognized on a whim actually has such a great background?
The Nine Nether Abyss is a super holy land in the eyes of the demons! I don’t know how many demons dream of entering it one day, getting a chance, and soaring into the sky. Even He Bizheng himself has been fantasizing about this experience since he was a child.
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But when Zhuo Yifan said this, he felt a little confused for a moment.
Why did a good holy place turn into a prison?
Since it is a prison, what kind of big shots are imprisoned there? Even the sword-eating madman and the head of the Yin family, the top masters from thousands of years ago, are not qualified. The mystery of this is really worth pondering.
As for the puppy, it has always been in Zhuo Yifan's sleeve. The costume of this demon is similar to that of the Tang and Song Dynasties in China. It is extremely spacious and it is easy to hide some small things inside.
Seeing the instant wine, the puppy was so excited that it crawled out, jumped onto Zhuo Yifan's lap, and looked at him pitifully.
He Bizheng was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "This is the puppy you found in the main hall? There is nothing strange about it!"
Zhuo Yifan chuckled: "Do you still think there is something strange about him? A puppy is a puppy, a greedy little guy. It is not good to learn to drink at such a young age."
"It doesn't matter. Since we live in such a strange place, there must be something extraordinary about it. It's just a drink, just treat it as entertaining friends."
After saying that, he picked up the glass in front of him and handed it over directly: "Little guy, drink slowly, this is not an ordinary wine, you can get drunk easily."
Zhuo Yifan has already seen the magic of this wine. It is very beneficial to transcending levels of perception. Even if one cannot comprehend it, it will make people instantly immersed in a wonderful feeling and cannot extricate themselves.
The puppy glanced at He Bizheng with disdain, stretched out his paws, picked up the wine glass like a human, and started drinking, quickly finishing the glass.
When He Bizheng saw the puppy's human expression and movements, a smile appeared on his cold face.
It was rare for him to have such a warm moment, let alone deal with a small animal that had no magic power.
The two chatted for a while, and He BiZheng gave Zhuo Yifan a general introduction to some families and situations in the demon world.
This time Zhuo Yifan drank several glasses of wine in a row, but it didn't help. Apparently he had reached a bottleneck limit and needed to break through to the Mahayana stage before it would be effective.
Zhuo Yifan didn't take it seriously. Anyway, he had vaguely felt the existence of the heavenly tribulation. It was estimated that he would be able to overcome the tribulation soon. After the tribulation became the Mahayana stage, there would be a huge leap in strength. According to Zhuo Yifan's current background,
Once there is a breakthrough, I am afraid that there will be a storm in the Mahayana period.
He BiZheng is full of expectations for this.
The war is about to begin, and Zhuo Yifan's reputation has spread. The entire Tianjuxing monks know that a peerless genius has emerged from the demon clan. With his cultivation in the Tribulation Stage, he has continuously defeated the Mahayana Stage masters.
Countless celebrities from the demon race want to make friends with this eternal genius. As for the human race, they even list Zhuo Yifan as their number one enemy and vow to kill him soon.
After receiving the news, Dongfang Haotian's hair turned a few gray, and he became deeply anxious about the fate of Jupiter.
But Zhuo Yifan stayed behind closed doors until the day the army set off.