After the Tai'a Sword's energy was absorbed, it did not condense into a new sword body, but floated blankly in the air, as if looking at Ren Xiaofan.
As for Ren Xiaofan, because Tai Ah Sword was no longer in his hand, the violent energy generated by the release of the Soul Devouring Technique made his eyes turn red instantly.
But even so, he did not blast the energy in his hand towards Tai'a Sword, but tried his best to endure it.
"Xiaofan! What's wrong with you?"
Zuo Qiankun also came close at this time, but he did not bother with Tai'a Sword.
Because there was something obviously wrong with the aura coming from Ren Xiaofan's body at this time, while asking questions, he probed his consciousness into Ren Xiaofan's Dantian, hoping to explore the condition of his body.
However, as soon as his consciousness entered Ren Xiaofan's body, he saw a bloody mouth swallowing him up.
Although it was just a matter of spiritual consciousness, Zuo Qiankun was still frightened and backed away, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
At this time, Ren Xiaofan's eyes suddenly returned to clarity, and the aura on his body became calm... Without Tai'a, he could only let the prisoner cow hidden in the Dragon Palace Pagoda deal with this violent energy.
Although the time was a little slower, fortunately it did not have any impact on myself.
"I'm sorry, Senior Zuo, for making you worry."
Ren Xiaofan bowed his hands to Zuo Qiankun, then looked at Tai'a Sword, which was still floating in the air "looking at" him, and sighed: "Stop making trouble, come back soon..."
For some reason, he always felt weird when he said this sentence. It was like "the husband coaxed the wife to come home after she ran away from home in anger."
Buzz buzz...
The Tai'a Sword spun around in place a few times, seemingly expressing dissatisfaction. But in the end, it obediently returned to the palm of Ren Xiaofan's hand.
"Haha, it seems that you are the only one who can suppress this sword spirit..." Zuo Qiankun smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.
All divine weapons have intelligence, and divine swords are also called sword spirits. Each sword spirit among them has a different personality. For a weapon like Tai'a, the sword spirit's character is naturally known for its bloodthirsty and violent temper.
However, it is really rare to see it behave like this in front of Ren Xiaofan.
This made Zuo Qiankun wonder if he had misunderstood just now. Tai'ajian did not mean to attack Ren Xiaofan, but only wanted to attack himself, thus implicating his master.
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Ren Xiaofan shook his head and did not answer his question, but asked: "Senior Zuo, if your guess is correct, the sword you just used was also a divine sword, right?"
"Yes, Zhanlu Divine Sword, also known as the Sword of Benevolence." Zuo Qiankun nodded and did not deny it.
"No wonder..."
Being able to stand head-on with the Tai'a Sword's hard steel and not being at a disadvantage, and also making a sword sound that sounded like excitement, is enough to show that the blue lightsaber in Zuo Qiankun's hand is extraordinary.
They are both divine swords, and the owner is a master of the Taoist Realm. Tai Ah Jian’s defeat is not unfair!
"Senior, you just said that you can communicate with the Divine Sword. How do you do this..."
Artifacts are different from treasures, magic weapons, and magic weapons. They cannot be used by anyone who gets them. They need to identify their owners first.
And if you want to get the recognition of the Divine Sword, the first point is to use your spiritual consciousness to establish contact with the sword spirit and win its recognition...
To be honest, Zuo Qiankun couldn't help but feel incredible about a situation like Ren Xiaofan's. Even Ren Xiaofan himself didn't know why.
Because he couldn't even figure out where the Tai'a Sword came from. He only remembered that when he was on the verge of death in the underworld, a red light shot into his eyebrows, and then the Tai'a Sword appeared. Even after hearing what Qi Xian'er said,
After passing by, he couldn't find any clues...
Putting aside these doubts, if Ren Xiaofan wants to get in touch with the divine sword now, Zuo Qiankun has no other choice but to ask him to try to communicate with the sword spirit using his spiritual consciousness...
It's still that red space, but this time it's different from last time.
There is no enlarged version of Tai'ajian's figure in front of him, instead there is a young girl about sixteen or seventeen years old.
The girl is wearing a long red dress, with jet-black hair flowing down like a waterfall, and a peach-cheeked, almond-shaped face, which is beautiful and moving.
A pair of blood-colored pupils were staring coldly at Ren Xiaofan.
Ren Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and asked, "Are you a sword spirit?"
Apart from the Tai'a Sword itself, the only one who can appear in this place is the sword spirit.
"Humph! So what?"
The girl's voice was as clear as a lark, and even her hum was so pleasant, which made Ren Xiaofan unable to get angry at all. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Are you angry with me?"
The most murderous weapon in the world, I didn’t expect it
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The sword spirit turned out to be a beautiful girl, which is quite new.
"I don't dare, otherwise if you use the spirit-eating method again, Ke'er won't be able to bear it..." Sword Spirit continued to say with a cold face.
However, Ren Xiaofan didn't care, instead he held his chin and muttered the word "Ke'er".
"Don't call me that, be careful with me... I want you to look good!"
Sword Spirit wanted to stop Ren Xiaofan, but it seemed that he couldn't move forward. He could only stand there and give a fierce warning.
Ren Xiaofan glanced at her and said, "Okay, I won't tell you if I don't want to. Then tell me, how do you recognize me as your master?"
Now that he had made contact with Tai'a Sword Spirit, he had to ask what he wanted to know.
"Hmph, do you think I am willing to let you be my master? Although I don't deny that you have some talent, you still can't catch my eye. If I hadn't been ordered by my father, how would I have come to this barren land!" Sword Spirit
He hummed softly, his words full of contempt.
Ren Xiaofan scratched his head. Although he wanted to refute Sword Spirit's words, considering how many times he had been saved by others, he didn't seem to be qualified to refute.
He could only pretend not to hear certain words and continue to ask: "Then who is your father? And why did you attack down there just now?"
"My father's name cannot be mentioned. One day you will know."
"As for the second question, it's because there is a weak point in the formation. As long as the formation is destroyed, the demonic energy will not be restricted from flowing out, and I will be able to absorb it all and strengthen myself..." Jian
Ling said.
Is the formation weak? No wonder she ignored her call and wanted to attack that place.
Ren Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief.
If the amount of demonic energy released after the formation is destroyed is greater than the amount absorbed by the Tai'a Sword itself, then he will almost become a sinner.
Fortunately, Zuo Qiankun stopped him and prevented such a thing from happening.
"Hey, what's that expression on your face? Are you looking down on me?"
Seemingly sensing the change in Ren Xiaofan's expression, Sword Spirit's slightly softened expression turned cold again.
But this time, Ren Xiaofan did not spoil her and sneered: "Haha, you are a divine sword. How dare I, a mere mortal, look down on you..."