Chapter 1705 What kind of black technology is this Nima?
"Plop!"
An arm emerged from the lake and grasped a huge lotus leaf with all its strength. The next thing that emerged from the water was Zhong Wen's wet body.
"Grandma's, I almost died."
He climbed up on the lotus leaf with difficulty, wiped the lake water from his face, and cursed, "That little black guy, is he deliberately plotting against me? I must have a friendly 'communication' with him later!"
After cursing like this for a long time, he finally remembered to look for the sword he had made, and quickly looked up and looked around.
"Buzz!!!"
The sound of a sword above his head instantly caught his attention.
Looking up, he saw the rainbow-like seven-color light swaying down, so gorgeous and domineering that it stung him so much that he could hardly open his eyes.
A sword that can fly on its own?
What kind of black technology is this?
Looking at the seven-colored sword floating alone in mid-air, Zhong Wen's mouth opened wide, his face was filled with astonishment, and he could hardly believe his eyes.
"I worked so hard to forge you, but I haven't even had a chance to put it to use yet."
For some unknown reason, he suddenly spoke to Baojian, "Are you planning to fly solo now?"
"Buzz!!!"
It was just a boring move at first, but unexpectedly the sword made a long cry again, as if in response to her.
From the sound of the sword, Zhong Wen inexplicably heard a hint of intimacy.
"Come down!"
His heart moved, and he tried to whisper to the sword.
Perhaps realizing that his behavior was too average, he looked around to make sure there was no one around him before speaking.
"Buzz!!!"
Unexpectedly, the sword actually made a cheerful chirping sound, then shot down quickly with a "swish", and then hovered steadily in front of him, shaking happily and looking very happy.
I go!
Not only can it fly, but it can also obey commands?
Could this be the legendary... flying sword?
Zhong Wen was completely shocked at this time. He stared at the gorgeous seven-colored sword in front of him for a long time. He didn't dare to reach out and touch it. An extremely cool figure from the fairy novels he had read in his previous life unconsciously appeared in his mind.
bridge section.
Use a flying sword to take someone's head thousands of miles away!
"Two turns!"
He calmed down and tried again, "It's okay to turn around twice!"
"Buzz!!!"
After the sword screamed, it actually started to circle around him, spinning faster and faster, unable to stop at all. Eventually, it even turned into a colorful aura, creating a dazzling ring around him.
"Fuck it!"
Zhong Wen felt happy and pointed at a huge rock on the shore.
As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling light shot out from the sword blade and landed on the boulder without any deviation. The speed was so fast that one could not see the trajectory at all.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the boulder that had been standing on the shore since the birth of the Divine Consciousness Lake instantly shattered into slag and was annihilated without a trace. Not even a single scrap was left behind, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.
Feeling the terrifying power of this sword light, Zhong Wen couldn't help but change his expression and almost jumped up in shock.
From the colorful divine light, he actually felt the energy of various systems such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder at the same time. It was even mixed with the power of space and soul power, as well as a trace of the breath of star gems. It was simply a collection of all kinds of energy.
Hodgepodge.
The seemingly chaotic energies of various systems are perfectly and organically integrated by the sword. Not only do they not conflict with each other at all, but they complement each other, amplifying the destructive power to the extreme.
"Buzz!!!"
After easily destroying the boulder, the sword screamed again, seeming to be slightly proud, as if asking for credit from Zhong Wen.
Seeing that the sword really obeyed his words, Zhong Wen, with excitement, slowly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the sword's hilt.
Just when his palm touched the hilt of the sword, the trembling sword suddenly stopped and became motionless, appearing extremely well-behaved.
Zhong Wen trembled all over, his eyes widened, and an unprecedented strange feeling suddenly surged into his heart.
He could actually feel the thoughts coming from the sword!
The spiritual weapon has its spirit!
It’s for the weapon spirit!
Within this colorful sword, a weapon spirit was actually born!
No wonder it can fly and attack on its own!
There’s a big boom!
Staring at the gorgeous divine sword in his palm, Zhong Wen no longer knew how to describe his shock.
Weapon Spirit, that is the treatment that only Chaos Artifacts can enjoy!
I don't know if it was because he recognized his weapon refiner, or because of the change that occurred between the twelfth thunderbolt and the lake of consciousness, but the sword's weapon spirit and Zhong Wen seemed to have a connection with each other, allowing him to easily make it as strong as his arm.
Use your fingers to hit wherever you point.
In other words, this unparalleled sword already recognized Zhong Wen as its master when it was first born.
These twelve thunder tribulations were not in vain!
As he carefully realized the terrifying power contained in the sword, the look of shock on Zhong Wen's face became stronger, and overwhelming pride surged in his heart involuntarily.
Each color of patchwork stone contains energy with different elemental attributes.
Therefore, the sword that collects the seven-color sky-bending stones naturally possesses the energy of the seven elements of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder.
Previously, Zhong Wen held the sword to kill the thunder, which made the sword incorporate its sharp and ultimate sword intent.
After that, the fierce confrontation between the lake of consciousness and the twelfth thunder tribulation accidentally endowed this weapon with the power of space of the space colorful lotus, the soul-transformation ability of millions of soul bodies, and the holy aura of the star spirit gem.
Excalibur.
The birth of the Sword Spirit has greatly improved the quality of the sword, making it infinitely close to the artifact of chaos.
This colorful sword is unprecedented and unprecedented, and it is loved by thousands of people.
Using the title "King of Swords" to describe it is even a little thin.
"Is it time to give you a name?"
Zhong Wen gently stroked the sword in his palm, his eyes were like water, he couldn't put it down, and he murmured in a low voice.
"Buzz!!!"
The sword trembled slightly, seeming to acknowledge his words.
Zhong Wen smiled slightly, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and suddenly he flicked his right hand and threw the sword into the sky. Then he touched the ground with his toes, jumped up, and stepped in the air to catch up to the sword.
"If there is a deficiency in the sky, use the seven-colored sacred stone to make up for it. This is how to make up for the sky!"
I saw him stretching his arms, looking up at the sky, and letting out a long roar, "Your name, Tianque!"
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
Just as the word "Tián Que" was spoken, the sword suddenly trembled violently, and an indescribable mysterious aura surged out from the sword, sweeping in all directions and covering the world.
In an instant, clouds were rolling in the sky above, angry waves were rolling on the lake below, and the space of consciousness was shaking violently, as if it was about to completely shatter and collapse at any time.
"do you like it?"
However, Zhong Wen did not panic at all. Instead, he smiled and looked at Tian Que and said, "From now on, you just follow me. We two brothers will travel together in the rivers and lakes and conquer the world. Gods will kill gods, and Buddhas will kill Buddhas."
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"Buzz!!!"
Tianque Sword made a long cry again, as if in response to his heroic words.
Zhong Wen didn't know that at this moment, the billions of swords in the world were also shouting in unison and trembling, just like the people surrendering to the king.
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"puff!"
With a crisp sound, the longevity sword in Shi Xiaolong's hand passed through the neck of a blood-red monster, causing its head to be dislocated and it died on the spot.
This monster is called the Blood Spirit Ghost. It is the strongest existence within the depth of a thousand feet in the blood sea. Its strength has barely reached the threshold of the soul state. It is said that it is impossible for Shi Xiaolong to compete with it as he has just entered the realm of the saint.
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However, relying on the abnormal power of the Chaos artifact, the Eternal Life Sword, he finally killed the blood ghost with the sword.
The moment he killed the Blood Spirit Ghost, a pure and majestic energy poured into Shi Xiaolong's body from the sword body, washing through his eight meridians, limbs and bones, and constantly filling his empty Dantian.
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And his cultivation level also increased, growing at an unimaginable speed.
What a powerful chaos artifact!
He knew in his heart that the Eternal Life Sword was extracting the energy of the Blood Spirit Ghost and instilling it into his body. Even though he had experienced it many times, Shi Xiaolong could not help but sigh secretly.
Since entering the blood sea, all monsters that died under the hands of the Eternal Life Sword will have their energy drained from their bodies, and after purification, they will be poured into Shi Xiaolong's body without reservation, becoming nutrients for his cultivation.
A thousand feet seems to be unable to sharpen me.
Should it go deeper?
Shi Xiaolong held the Eternal Life Sword in his hand, lowered his head and looked deeper into the blood sea, with a hesitant light shining in his eyes.
"Buzz!!!"
At this moment, the Eternal Sword in his hand suddenly trembled violently, and at the same time made a sharp roar, as if a beast had been provoked, and it was extremely angry and violent.
What's wrong?
Shi Xiaolong was startled. He grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands at the same time, trying to calm down the Eternal Life Sword, but to no avail. Instead, his arms were sore and numb, and he was almost thrown away.
As time went by, the anger of Changsheng Sword not only did not subside, but intensified, and finally could no longer be suppressed.
"I Have a Book of Ghosts and Gods"
"Buzz!!!"
Accompanied by a shocking sword cry, the sword suddenly jumped down like a wild horse that had escaped its reins, dragging Shi Xiaolong along with it and rushing deeper into the sea of blood. It drifted away and soon disappeared.
The shadow.
Only the huge body of the Blood Spirit Ghost floated slowly in the sea, rising and falling. Looking from a distance, it looked indescribably miserable...