The black air flow gradually floated out along the sword body. As Zhou Rui transported more and more internal energy, the black aura released by the sword itself also increased, gradually covering Zhou Rui's body, like a cloud of black clouds.
Zhou Rui was afraid and quickly retracted his internal energy. As Zhou Rui's internal energy was retracted, the black clouds gradually disappeared into the air without a trace.
Zhou Rui looked at the sword in his hand and was both happy and shocked. He felt as if he had obtained a peerless sword. At this time, Xiaoxiao slowly walked out of the cave and asked, "How was the trial?"
Zhou Rui shook the Balong Xuanhuo Sword held in his hand back and forth a few times, and said, "It's indeed a good sword." All the joy was reflected on his face.
Xiaoxiao was also happy for Zhou Rui and said, "But this sword has changed now. It seems that it is no longer the original Balong Xuanhuo Sword."
When Zhou Rui heard Xiaoxiao say this, he suddenly remembered that the Balong Xuanhuo Sword should have been a sword with a red sword body, but now the sword is black all over. When he used it just now, it was no longer the effect of flames, but a cloud of darkness.
Zhou Rui looked at the sword and said, "Then why not give him a new name."
Xiaoxiao said, "I think it's better to call the Black Dragon Cloud Fairy Sword?" It turned out that Xiaoxiao had already thought of the sword name, but just wanted to persuade Zhou Rui to change his name.
"Black Dragon Cloud Fairy Sword?" Zhou Rui looked at the black sword body in his hand and a black dragon-like pattern carved on the hilt of the sword, nodded, and said, "No, a very domineering and majestic name."
Xiaoxiao, patted Zhou Rui on the shoulder and said, "Come in with me, I have something to give to you."