1242: C1242 Ancient Evil Spirit Sword

C1242 Ancient Evil Spirit Sword

Among the three forces.

The weak two could easily form an alliance.

This was the relationship between the two.

The Imperial Sword Sect took advantage of the time when the Flying Sword Sect was entangled with the protectors to seize the sword.

Countless figures rushed out, unleashing all kinds of ultimate skills. In an instant, the surroundings of the Treasure Spirit turned into a large battlefield, and rays of light shot out in all directions.

...

All the disciples of the Flying Sword Sect held a huge flame in their hands as they threw it at the guardian without any hesitation.

Although the guardian was an energy body, he was still agile. He escaped with one leg staring at the ground.

He turned into a shadow in the air and arrived next to the people of the Sword Master Sect in just a breath's time. He raised his fist and threw it at them.

"Damn it, it's really hard to deal with! Looks like I have to use my sword. "

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Instantly, countless spiritual lights flashed in the air.

All the Sword Sect disciples drew their swords and faced each other.

They clashed head-on with the Guardian!

Boom, boom, boom!

A huge force shook the sky like thunder.

With them as the center, the force of ten thousand kilograms began to spread. The ground cracked, the cave collapsed, and a large area of ruins was swept out.

However, it was supported by a formation.

The cave did not collapse.

"Hiss!"

The Blood Sword Sect, who was watching from the side, sucked in a breath of cold air.

What kind of monster was this guardian?

It actually had such great power.

And then, they secretly rejoiced.

Luckily they weren't chosen by the protectors, or else their lives would have been in danger.

And many disciples who thought of trickery suffered.

They were affected by the huge force.

Those with low cultivation were directly crushed into minced meat. Countless pieces of flesh sprayed into the sky, dyeing the entire cave red.

Ye Fan's explanation had reached a critical moment.

"Urgh!"

Yue Er felt nauseous when she heard that. She even threw up the skewers that she had just eaten.

"This kind of bloody scene can't be described with words. I'm a bit scared."

Huh?

Ye Fan was startled.

"Big sister, you are a half-step Martial Sovereign expert, but you can't even stand such a small scene?"

"I... I have never killed anyone before."

"So you're a law-abiding citizen, you deserve to be rewarded."

"He's not joking with you."

Ye Fan was a little surprised.

Which martial artist or cultivator didn't step on the corpses of others to get to the top?

It wasn't easy for a pure person like Yue Er to appear.

After cultivating for more than ten years, she hadn't even killed a single person. There were still some who were worthy of being Holy Mother.

"Alright, then I'll put the key camera on a mosaic."

" Yes, yes! Alright. "

...

Sensing that the Treasure Spirit in his blood seemed to have been activated, it let out a buzzing sound and a dazzling sword light flashed into the sky.

"Shua!"

It moved, shooting out like a meteor. No one knew where it was going!

"Not good, the Treasure Spirit has escaped! Quickly chase after it!"

"Stop fucking fighting, chase the sword!"

Everyone instantly broke away from the battlefield and headed straight for the Treasure Spirit.

However, Qin Zhuo, who was far away, revealed a smile, because the Treasure Spirit was flying towards his side.

"Hehe, Treasure Spirit, you can't escape from my palm!"

Qin Zhuo waved his hand and created a spiritual energy net in the sky. Not to mention a sword, even mosquitoes and flies wouldn't be able to fly over.

"Slash!"

The Treasure Spirit broke through the net and escaped, but it was already within Qin Zhuo's expectations.

Qin Zhuo stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword hilt of the Treasure Spirit in an instant.

This time, it could only roar with hatred, but it could no longer escape.

"This is it? It's really easy."

Qin Zhuo's spiritual energy turned into a blade, and a wisp of fresh blood sprayed out onto the Treasure Spirit's body!

"Not good, he wants to refine the Treasure Spirit on the spot. He can't let the Treasure Spirit recognize him as its master!"

"Quickly go and stop him!"

Although these people had reacted, it was already too late.

The Treasure Spirit slowly absorbed Qin Zhuo's blood and devoured it. A shocking light flashed across the blade of the sword.

In that instant, Qin Zhuo felt his entire body was filled with energy. However, he was able to kill anyone who stood in his way, killing everyone in the world!

"Hmph! Where did this despicable person come from? How dare he snatch the Treasure Spirit in front of us? Die now!"

The people of the Blood Sword Sect were infuriated, and they rushed towards him.

"The Treasure Spirit has already acknowledged its master. We must kill this person! Die!"

The people from the Imperial Sword Sect exploded out with a shocking power, and they also attacked Qin Zhuo.

A disdainful smile appeared on Qin Zhuo's face.

His strength was already higher than everyone else's, and now that he had the support of the Treasure Spirit, who could compete with him?

"Bang!"

The Treasure Spirit was raised high into the air, and two beams of sword energy shot out towards the two of them. The energy was grand and incomparably sharp, and wherever it passed, even the fragments in the air would be turned into ashes.

If they were struck by this sword Qi, even if they didn't die, they would still lose their arms and legs.

Shock appeared in their eyes, and they quickly retreated.

Hou Qun had been standing at the side, hesitating whether he should attack or not.

However, looking at Qin Zhuo who was blocking and killing his opponent, he still decided to give up.

He didn't dare to fight Qin Zhuo to the death.

If he failed, he would be doomed beyond redemption.

In the blink of an eye, all the major sects started to fight for Qin Zhuo. Qin Zhuo was surrounded in the middle.

At this moment, a red light flashed in Qin Zhuo's eyes. His temperament had completely changed. He was like a sharp knife that had been unsheathed, emitting a bloodthirsty aura.

"Kill!"

"Kill! '"

Qin Zhuo murmured. He kept waving the Treasure Spirit in his hand, neutralizing the attacks of those rogue cultivators.

"The Treasure Spirit is too sharp. Let's fight him in close combat!"

...

It was unknown who came up with this rotten idea, but it pushed all the people from the big sects to the brink of death.

Dozens of people had entered the range of Qin Zhuo's attack, and the Treasure Spirit was trembling with excitement.

"Swoosh!"

The Treasure Spirit left his hand and flew through the air. No matter if it was his eyesight or his body, no one could keep up with this speed.

After passing through the crowd, the Treasure Spirit was like a wild horse that had lost its reins and started a crazy massacre.

Fresh blood once again soared into the sky. The smell of blood became thicker and thicker, and even drifted in front of Ye Fan.

Originally, Yue Er had calmed down for a long time, but now she felt much better.

The disgust in her heart had also disappeared by more than half.

However, the moment she smelled the scent of blood again, she even threw up the food she had eaten earlier.

She trembled as she hugged Ye Fan's arm and stuck her head into his arms. She looked like an ostrich.

Ye Fan was not affected at all. He continued to eat the skewers as he always did. It was so fragrant.

"Yue Er, you need to train yourself. Otherwise, how can you be a great leader in the future?"

"I don't want to exercise. I'm so scared."

...

At this moment, the Treasure Spirit was like a noble king, looking down at all the ants. It was constantly harvesting the lives of everyone. Whoever wanted to die would have to die.

"Haha! From now on, I, Qin Zhuo, am the king of the cultivation world. I will make all of you submit to me."

Qin Zhuo laughed crazily. The Treasure Spirit was still killing.

The painful roars were like a beautiful chapter, and it didn't stop for a long time.

Gradually, more than half of the people in the sect died. Corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like a river!

This time, no one dared to snatch the Treasure Spirit. They all ran far away while trembling.

Lunatic, murderous devil, devil, countless adjectives were used to Qin Zhuo.

But he still refused to give up.

His eyes were red, as if he was going to slaughter all living beings.

The Treasure Spirit was about to attack again.

Suddenly...

A bright light as bright as the moon flashed on Qin Zhuo's body.

The blush in his eyes faded instantly.

After that, he frowned.

"This Treasure Spirit is actually such an evil creature. I almost fell into your trap."

"Not only the manor lord, you are really despicable! He didn't forget to take revenge even after he died. "

Actually, the matter of the formation treasure was completely false.

The Treasure Spirit did exist, but there was a trace of evil in it.

As long as it was contaminated, it would definitely become a murderous devil.

Qin Zhuo's heart was strong, and he was able to wake up in time.

If it was someone else, he would have been completely controlled by the Treasure Spirit.

Qin Zhuo cut off the connection between him and the Treasure Spirit in disgust, and said faintly, "You are an evil creature. In order to avoid harming the world, I will destroy you."

As if it had sensed the threat, the Treasure Spirit buzzed, and streams of spiritual energy emerged from the sword.

These spiritual energy formed a vortex, and began crazily sucking the surrounding corpses.

"Impudent!"

Qin Zhuo shouted and a powerful spiritual energy broke out of his body.

However, the Treasure Spirit turned into a stream of light and fled everywhere. It couldn't be caught or hit.

He didn't know if it was because of some special fate.

The Treasure Spirit had nowhere to go, and it was actually heading in the direction of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was startled as well. He didn't expect the surprise to come so quickly.

He smiled and waved his hand.

"Come, come, come to my bowl."

The Treasure Spirit felt as if it had discovered an idiot and suddenly rushed over.

Hou Qun was not far away and wanted to remind him, but it was too late.

The Treasure Spirit disappeared.

Ye Fan's figure also disappeared.

Everyone was dumbfounded and confused.

Where was he?

Where did he go?

Transformed into a living person?

In the nick of time.

Ye Fan used the Primordius Purple Gold Cauldron to bring the Treasure Spirit in.

Entering this place was his territory.

No matter what kind of evil creature you were, you had to be obedient.

Ye Fan smiled faintly and waved his hand, grabbing the Treasure Spirit in an instant.

The Treasure Spirit in Ye Fan's hand was incomparably honest. It was far from being as noble and proud as before. It was like a child who had committed a mistake, waiting for the judgment of his parents.

It might know that its situation was not optimistic.

Rather than doing useless things, it might as well be honest.

Ye Fan sized it up and was somewhat curious.

What kind of material was this thing made of?

He took a picture of it with his phone and sent it to Hundred-eyed Devil Lord.1

Appraisal? Who was more professional than him?

"Brother, can you help me take a look at what this is?"

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord replied very quickly. "Where did you get this? This is a piece of meteorite from outer space. It is an excellent material for crafting weapons."

"Oh, oh. I wanted to craft a Natal Weapon, so I got a long sword. I will melt it in a while."

"Sure, but is the temperature of your flame enough? You need to at least have a Pill Fire in order to refine Meteoric Metal. "

"Ha? My flames aren't good enough?"

"I'm afraid not."

Ye Fan's strength was no longer a secret among the demon lords.

Therefore, there was no need for him to hide it.

"Isn't that the end? I spent so much effort to get a material, but it's actually useless to look at it."

"I can help you."

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord raised his eyebrows.

"You have an evil spirit in your sword, right? If you let me refine it, I'll help you melt the meteorite and help you condense your natal weapon. How about that? "

So you're waiting for me here.

One. It was useless to Ye Fan.

He could naturally give it to the Demon Lord.

However, he was a little curious.

What exactly was the use of this thing?

Say the problem.

The Demon Lord did not hesitate and laid his cards on the table...

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