Lin Zixuan opened his eyes and made a hand seal. With a thought, a special and strange aura spread in the space.
Lin Tian's eyes flashed, and it was an extremely dark yet misty shadow, currently surrounding Lin Zixuan's body.
"This is?!" Lin Hu was a little confused. Logically speaking, Sword Spirit is Lin Zixuan's best choice. Is it possible that this black mist is better than it?
Suddenly, Lin Zixuan's eyes became cold, indifferent, without any emotion. His perception became extremely sharp at this moment, and all the movements in the world were extremely clear in his eyes, even more thorough than his soul's perception.
However, Lin Zixuan knew very clearly in his heart that all this was caused by his blood spirit and the changes brought about by that strange black mist.
In the black mist, there was a hissing sound, as if many strange sounds were mixed together, and the sky above Lin Zixuan suddenly changed, becoming extremely dark and terrifyingly silent.
Even Lin Tian felt horrified. It was an aura that was more frightening than the bloodshed, as if the world was being destroyed and demonic purgatory was sweeping over the world.
Lin Hu was trembling even more, and there was an incredible look on his resolute face. He felt strange to Lin Zixuan, as if an evil god had descended with anger.
Lin Zixuan only felt like he was trapped in a dark space. A terrifying dark magic sword was suspended in the air, domineering and ferocious. The entire space was shaken by the endless sword energy it released.
He was shocked, what kind of sword was this? It could actually affect space, and with strong negative emotions, it seemed to assimilate himself and turn him into a terrifying killing machine.
The sword is the leader of a hundred weapons; and this magic sword is like the emperor among the swords, and the fierce aura it releases seems to be able to pierce the heavens.
"Come with me to fight, and I won't disgrace your name."
Lin Zixuan whispered in his heart, and the terrifying sword intent suddenly bloomed from his body. The sword energy roared, stirring the heaven and earth, accurately dividing all spiritual energy, and then tore the clouds apart, causing the dark clouds to dissipate and dawn to fall on the earth.
"Glazed sword body? Only it can create such power!!" Lin Hu stared at the sword shadow on Lin Zixuan's body, and he found that he had far underestimated his potential talent.
However, after that sword energy, an even more terrifying sword intent erupted in Lin Zixuan's body. Lin Zixuan's eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of imperial will shot up into the sky, revealing its unparalleled path, trying to break through the sky.
"Maybe... it's Emperor Xuan!" Lin Tian's heart was trembling. He couldn't keep calm and his eyes were completely frozen. Emperor Xuan, the emperor of swords, is he going to step onto the top of martial arts and become the king of the world? Of course.
He will give absolute support and hope that his son will succeed is every father's hope.
Lin Zixuan stepped forward, he wanted to feel the sword's intention up close and feel the origin of the sword.
The black mist on Lin Zixuan's body became deeper and deeper, making him look like a demon coming from the darkness, and his cold eyes gave him a certain charm.
Black mist spread around him, and in the blink of an eye, it filled the entire Lin family sky, boundless, making people feel trapped in darkness and shuddering.
In the sky, an extremely fast black light penetrated the space and landed in front of Lin Zixuan.
Lin Zixuan's heart was trembling wildly. It was such an amazing sword. The dark golden sword body was covered with a strange black mist, and the star pattern fire on the hilt added an even more mysterious atmosphere to the sword.
It was as if a peerless demon king had entered purgatory and sacrificed his entire body to create a stunning divine sword.
The sword stood in front of Lin Zixuan's eyes. At a glance, he fell into eternity.
But Lin Tian and Lin Hu were confused. Shouldn't the Emperor Xuan, the Holy Sword of the Imperial Way, be a bright golden light? How could it have such an evil dark sword color?
Lin Zixuan did not have this kind of confusion. He only knew that this was his own unique blood spirit.
"Let's call you Dark Demon." Lin Zixuan said happily as he felt the terrifying sword intent piercing his skin.
The demon sword clanked, as if in response.
Lin Zixuan raised his arm. He wanted to feel it for himself, to touch that sword, his own sword spirit.
Lin Zixuan raised his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword. He saw terrifying sword intent released from his body. The sword energy swept through the world and the demon god destroyed the world.
The piercing howl of sword energy enveloped them, deafening them, causing Lin Tian and Lin Hu to take a few steps back, forced to retreat by this terrifying sword energy.
"Perhaps, it is not as simple as we thought. This should be a mutated sword body. The black mist has not dissipated yet. My child may create a new miracle." Lin Tian's eyes did not hide the excitement.
You can spot the clues at a glance.
"You mean, that mysterious sword body was mutated after the fusion of two blood spirits?!" Lin Hu's breathing quickened and his body trembled violently. If that was the case, he had really created a new system.
Lin Tian said nothing, seeming to acquiesce to his speculation.
The sword was held in Lin Zixuan's hand. He felt that he was the master of the world at this moment and had the ultimate power. Once the sword energy was released, it could strangle any monk and even annihilate the space.
The sword energy became stronger and stronger, forming a terrifying sword energy storm centered on himself.
The veins on his arms bulged, and the sword hilt seeped out a series of ferocious demonic patterns that took root in his flesh and blood. The sword energy became crazy and powerful, and the silence was terrifying.
At this moment, he stood there, truly integrated with the sword, reaching the point where man and sword became one.
He had an absurd and arrogant idea in his heart, as if no blood spirit could withstand his sword in front of him. Just the sword energy that overflowed from it could wipe out everything and trample those geniuses to the ground.
Lin Zixuan's arms danced, and the magic sword roared in the air. The whole world was enveloped by the sword energy, and the overwhelming sword intent seemed to annihilate all living creatures and bury all living creatures.
"The demon sword is indeed extremely domineering. Its appearance means destruction." Lin Zixuan sighed in his heart. The moment he used the sword, he felt that he was not controlling the sword, but the sword was leading him.
However, when he swung it, he felt a feeling of incomparable nostalgia, as if the sword god was in this world, and between heaven and earth, there was only the eternal way of the sword.
Lin Zixuan was extremely excited. If that day comes, he will have the ability to protect himself and no longer need to rely on black and white blood.
At this moment, even Lin Zixuan didn't realize that there was a black mist following him behind him, clinging to him like a follower.
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In the forbidden area of the Lin family, flowing water flows along the attic, and a rockery stands in the center, a scene full of life with birds singing and flowers fragrant.
What's even more surprising is that the aura here is five times as strong as outside.
And above the attic, the white-haired figure lazily leaning on the bamboo chair looked extremely intoxicated. There were jars of aged wine under him.
Suddenly, he raised his head and looked up at the sky, his eyes shone brightly, and then his crimson face turned white and normal.
"I have never heard of such pure demonic energy. Could it be from that tribe?! It seems that this small place is truly a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger." (To be continued)