Chapter 271 Demonic Sword

Swallow Xu Zong: "It's really exactly the same as the portrait of Xu Zong in the Immortal Sword! Absolutely, does the picture from Baidu fit so well with the real world of Immortal Sword?"

Dou Po Xu Zong: "From this point of view, the fairy sword Xu Zong should be transformed into a magic sword."

Immortal Sword Xu Zong: "It's not the Fuxi Sword and the Suppressing Demon Sword. What a pity... no, that's fine, at least you don't need to face the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi, and you can develop freely in the human world."

Devouring Xu Zong: "It's hard to say, this may not necessarily be a good thing."

Immortal Sword Xu Zong: "Huh?"

Devouring Xu Zong: "The magic sword is unknown. It feeds on human resentment, fighting spirit, and hatred. The magic sword can transform these negative emotions into its own spiritual power, but it will also accumulate strong resentment. If you don't hurry up and let your soul grow stronger, one day, the resentment absorbed by the magic sword will be ruined."

Immortal Sword Xu Zong: "Hisss!"

Immortal Sword Xu Zong: "In the future, I will use my talent to strengthen myself!"

Dou Po Xu Zong: "I remember that the magic sword needs the blood of nightshade to take shape?"

Devouring Xu Zong: "If you have the talent for soldier casting, you shouldn't need it, right?"

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The world of fairy sword.

The Xu Zong of this world just crossed over, and he even crossed over to Demon Sword.

Xu Zong thought to himself, since his own shape has been forged, it means that the forging of the magic sword has entered the late stage, and there is not much time left until the end of Jiang Guo, the death of Long Yang, and the death of Solanum nigrum.

But now he can't hear or see what's going on outside, so he can only calm down and find some exercises and secret techniques of Xu Zong in the group to practice.

First of all, the most important thing is of course the soul-enhancing exercises. Among the many soul exercises in the group, Devour focuses on training the power of mind. Manghuang's Nuwa visualization map is also not effective here. Although the Kuji Buddhist scriptures can exercise the mind, the effect is slow, so he chose the soul clan's soul exercises and the Manghuangji's mental flow at the beginning.

And now he is just a sword, without a mouth or a stomach, unable to eat treasures such as bodhicitta that can enhance the soul, and can only practice slowly by himself.

Fortunately, the soul technique does not require any tendons, otherwise he would have to cry.

The dark environment made his mood feel like a roller coaster every day. Sometimes he was excited like an explosion, and sometimes he calmed down easily. The whole person seemed to be going crazy.

Fortunately, there is Xu Zong in the chat group chatting, and Baidu is still in my mind to relieve boredom.

Such a situation seems to be conducive to the growth of the soul. He has only practiced for a month, and with the blessing of various talents, the strength of the soul has increased.

Although the distance was very short, he quickly detected that there was someone a few meters away.

"Give me the metal! Give me the weapon!"

A violent mental wave then transmitted to that person's mind, and after being dealt with by Fengyun Xu Zong's talent, his meaning was perfectly conveyed to that person.

The man's mental fluctuations also fluctuated violently, as if he was very frightened, and he fled away in a hurry.

Xu Zong suddenly felt depressed.

No, don't you know that what you are forging is a magic sword?

Demon Sword has its own consciousness, so why is it so strange that it can talk and communicate?

If I had known this, I should have waited for my mood to calm down before talking to that person peacefully.

Xu Zong regretted it for a while. He had been deaf and dumb for a month, and felt that his whole body was about to collapse. So as soon as he was able to communicate with the outside world, he couldn't help crying out.

But to his surprise, within a few days, many metals and weapons were placed beside him.

Xu Zong was overwhelmed with surprise, and quickly used his talent in military casting, gulping down the essence of metal and weapons. The blade of the sword vibrated violently and made a buzzing sound, as if excited.

Outside, by the Sword Forging Pool.

"Are you sure, it's the magic sword talking to you?"

There were two figures standing by the fire, one of them was only about twenty years old, he was dressed in armor and had a handsome face, but his eyes were full of fatigue and vicissitudes.

He looked at the magic sword in the furnace, and asked the swordsmith accompanying him.

"The minister is not sure."

The swordsmith was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was dressed in brocade clothes and did not look like a swordsmith. Looking at the magic sword in the furnace at this time, his face was also full of hesitation.

He is the caster of the magic sword, so he stays with the magic sword all the time and observes the casting progress of the magic sword.

A few days ago, he suddenly came into contact with a very excited roar, which directly entered his mind, scaring him so that he ran away on the spot. After recovering, he realized that maybe the magic sword had gained wisdom, and hurriedly sent someone to invite the prince back.

The magic sword is a living sword, this is a sentence clearly written in the manual for casting the magic sword.

Therefore, it is normal for the magic sword to have a spirit.

"But didn't you say that only the virgins of the royal family sacrificed their blood to enlighten the magic sword?"

Long Yang looked at the swordsmith and asked in a deep voice, his face was obviously not very good-looking.

"This... I also thought it was like this, but I don't know why this magic sword..."

The swordsmith also showed embarrassment, full of confusion.

Originally, the magic sword could only be completed by the princess Solanum nigrum. Filling the magic sword with the nightshade's soul essentially turns the nightshade into the spirit of the magic sword. Only in this way can the magic sword be considered complete.

But now, for some reason, spiritual intelligence was suddenly born inside the magic sword.

No one can figure out how the spirit of the magic sword appeared.

In the sword casting pool, the furnace fire has been extinguished, and a blue magic sword is inserted in the center, surrounded by hundreds of weapons, including knives, guns, swords and halberds.

The demonic sword trembled violently, and the blade rose straight from the ground, hovering over the weapons. Whenever it circled past, the two of them saw the weapons suddenly turn into fly ash and dissipate, while the whisper of the demonic sword became louder and louder.

"This magic sword has absorbed all the weapons?"

Looking at the magic sword flying in the pool, Long Yang also had a strong expression of disbelief on his tired face.

"It seems that the essence has been absorbed?"

The swordsmith couldn't help but stroked his beard, and looked at this scene in amazement.

"Since that's the case, is this sword ready?"

Long Yang's expression changed when he heard the words, and he looked at the swordsmith with burning eyes.

"Probably...is it done?"

The swordsmith was slightly taken aback, and said in a tone that he was also very uncertain about.

Long Yang looked at the magic sword in the pool with a hot expression.

After the magic sword finally absorbed all the weapons in the pool, Long Yang jumped into the pool without hesitation, and grabbed the handle of the magic sword!

Xu Zong had a very good meal.

In the process of eating the weapon, he was very pleasantly surprised to find that when he absorbed the essence of the weapon, it seemed that not only his body as a magic sword was strengthened, but his soul power was also slowly rising!

"This soldier casting talent can actually improve my soul?"

Xu Zong was overjoyed and ate up hundreds of weapons in one go.

It's just a pity that these weapons are all ordinary soldiers, there is not a single weapon with a special taste, and the metal is also very ordinary, tastes like chewing wax, but at least it has strengthened him a lot.

Suddenly, when he was happy, he suddenly sensed that one of the two who had been standing by the pool watching him cook suddenly jumped into the pool and grabbed his sword hilt.

"You actually want to catch me!"

Xu Zong was furious, instantly rose from the ground and flew towards the ceiling.

After his soul grew stronger, he was able to control the body of the magic sword instinctively. In the blink of an eye, he poked a hole in the ceiling of the hall and hovered over Jiang Guo's palace.

"Why did it escape?!"

Long Yang jumped out of the sword casting pool with a sullen face, and asked the sword maker angrily.

"This...maybe it's because the spirit in the magic sword is not the princess' spirit?"

The swordsmith opened his mouth and thought for a while before giving a possible answer.

If the princess was originally used to sacrifice the sword, the soul in the magic sword is the princess, and the princess has a general sense, so she will naturally help her brother and fall into his hands voluntarily, but at this moment, the spirit of the magic sword is obviously not too interested in Long Yang, so she ran away?

"I don't believe it, I can't subdue a broken sword!"

Long Yang's face darkened, it was absolutely impossible for his sister to sacrifice the sword, he snorted coldly, ran out of the hall with clanging steps, and ran outside the hall.

Outside the hall, as soon as Long Yang raised his head, he saw the magic sword hovering back and forth in the sky.

"What is that sword for?"

Long Yang raised his head and looked up at the sky, seeing the magic sword wandering around, he couldn't help frowning.

Thinking of the previous scene where the magic sword absorbed a large amount of weapon essence, Long Yang was thoughtful. Could it be that the magic sword was looking for the armory?

"Magic Sword, come down, I will take you to the armory!"

As soon as Long Yang thought about it, he shouted to the magic sword in the sky.

The magic sword stagnated in the sky for a moment, but hovered again the next moment.

"Isn't it the armory you're looking for?"

Long Yang was slightly taken aback, his brows were furrowed.

The stagnant appearance of Demon Sword obviously shows that it can understand his words. From the previous performance, it can also be seen that Demon Sword likes to eat weapons very much, so why can't the armory seduce it?

In the sky, the magic sword suddenly seemed to find its position, and flew towards a certain direction.

Long Yang frowned even tighter.

That's not where the armory is, why is the magic sword going in that direction?

In that direction, there are...

"Solanum nigrum!"

As if a bolt from the blue flashed across his mind, Long Yang's complexion changed suddenly, and he rushed in that direction without thinking.

In the sky.

Xu Zong wandered in the sky for a while. He originally wanted to find Jiang Guo's arsenal, but suddenly he felt a very powerful attraction, which seemed to be extremely fatal to him. After figuring out the source of the attraction, he immediately buried his head and flew in that direction.

The direction of the attraction is a palace, and there are maids waiting outside.

Xu Zong slammed into it, easily smashed the wall of the palace, and rushed towards the source of attraction.

"Princess!"

There were screams in the hall.

Get up early in the morning to send grandma to the temple, two watch.