312: C312 Sage Weapon

C312 Sage Weapon

At the fork in the road dug up by Er Yue, Xia Ling was running at a fast pace.

As he ran, he held a large ball of surging demonic energy between his hands. This wave of purple moqi rushed left and right as if it wanted to break Xia Ling's control, but it seemed to be just a little bit short each time.

This is the Magic Sword that Xia Ling snatched away at the last moment of life and death!

His face was solemn and his teeth were clenched. His forehead was covered in sweat.

It was not difficult to conceal his own aura, but it was extremely difficult to conceal the turbulent aura of the Magic Sword.

Furthermore, at the same time that he was concealing his presence, he had to prevent the Magic Sword from escaping his control or even injuring himself. Right now, what was between Xia Ling's hands was an extremely dangerous godly weapon!

If not for his [Demonic Descent] foundation, no matter how strong and powerful he was, he probably wouldn't have been able to control the Magic Sword.

However, at this point, he was about to reach his limit. His arms were weak and his legs felt like they were filled with lead. He didn't even have the strength to continue walking forward.

The special effect of mobilizing Heaven Slaughter Star Sword already made him extremely tired. If it wasn't for Hee Soong …

With the help of that sword, Xia Ling had probably broken down long ago.

"Now you have the ability to help me hide my aura, right?" Xia Ling gritted his teeth and said to Er Yue, "Open up all your illusions and don't let those people sense me!"

Wu Tie nodded and stretched out his hands. A wave of soundless undulations spread in the air, cutting off Xia Ling's contact with the outside world. For monsters that were extremely proficient in illusions, their methods were still guaranteed.

The moment Er Yue finished setting up the array, Xia Ling used his last bit of strength and directly threw himself into the ball of purple qi.

His entire body was engulfed by the surging demonic qi...

Xia Ling was very clear that a godly weapon like the Magic Sword would sacrifice its roots to fight against its demonic aura in the outside world.

No matter how much energy he expended, his losses were minimal.

Those cultivators from the aristocratic families were at a loss as to what to do.

Actually, they couldn't be blamed for this. These people didn't even have the energy to fight against Divine Weapons. In this era where martial arts were unrivalled, even the Great Aristocratic Sect of high Que didn't have any divine weapons — the peerless was the best weapon.

In order to subdue a godly weapon, one needed to go straight to its true form.

Therefore, Xia Ling used his last bit of strength and rushed in.

He wasn't afraid that his strength would dry up, because after Er Yue had taken charge of concealing his aura, he no longer had that burden on him. The Sword One Tao Spirit Chapter's recovery speed was extremely fast. With a leap, Xia Ling had already regained his combat strength.

The Old Dragon Sword that was about to take action had already started to shine in his hands.

Xia Ling felt like he was standing on a field shrouded in purple gas. He had no idea how big this area was. Originally, the range of the devilish qi was only half the size of a room, but now it had expanded tenfold or even a hundredfold.

However, Xia Ling wasn't surprised. It wasn't impossible for a Divine Weapon to have some kind of special effect.

While speeding up the recovery of his strength, he held onto the Old Dragon Sword, carefully exploring the surroundings.

Slowly, Xia Ling seemed to see a figure in the fog far away in the wilderness.

Xia Ling narrowed his eyes as the shadow got closer.

It was a tall figure.

It had two long legs, a slender waist, and a long neck. He was probably even taller than Xia Ling by half a head.

However, such a figure, who should have been able to give off a charming feeling, only emitted waves of cold air. He was like a god of death from hell.

The shadow grew closer and closer, and the face became clearer. This was an extremely beautiful face. Its facial features and features could be said to be perfect, but it was just like an ice wall.2

Even in his eyes, there was only icy coldness that could not be removed.

Xia Yanning... It really was her …

Xia Ling's expression became more and more serious. He had already seen this face from the portrait of Ningnan City. It was just that at that time, he could still see the gentleness of the girl, but it had all disappeared now.

Just like an iceberg.

And her aura clearly carried the characteristics of her Dark Demon Domain. Unsurprisingly, this was the result of the [Demonic Collapse] cultivation.

This woman should have already been controlled by the Magic Sword.

The two got closer and closer to each other in the wilderness. Xia Ling already saw clearly that this woman's body was almost completely covered by demonic energy. The only things that were exposed were his fair arms and calves, as well as the purple-coloured greatsword in his hand!

When the Magic Sword revealed its true face, Xia Ling suddenly heard a voice in his mind: "It's the Dragon of the River!"

This old dragon seemed to be extremely frightened as he said, "Lord Sword Emperor, I remember now, I remember now!" "This weapon, was used by the cultivators who were leading them when the Celestial Spirits destroyed the Ash Wolf City!"

Xia Ling was shocked. What?! It was the weapon of the "Celestial grade"!

No wonder Xia Ling had never heard of such a powerful godly weapon before. 30,000 years ago!

Back then, this Dragon of the River had also experienced the "Celestial Spirit" war to destroy Ash Wolf City. However, the Primordial Spirit was severely injured, which resulted in many things that he could not recall. Only when he saw something similar would he get excited.

That seemed to be right, this Magic Sword was actually a godly weapon from the "Celestial Spirit"!

Xia Ling frowned. If it was really like this, then Xia Yanning would be in danger.

With his current condition, he did not know if he could save the girl from the Magic Sword of the "Celestial grade". Furthermore, Xia Yanning's current mental state also worried Xia Ling.

Right now, he was no longer able to use the Heaven Slaughter Star Sword, and this kind of powerful weapon was also not suitable for this kind of situation.

Just as Xia Ling was deep in thought, the situation in the wilderness had changed.

As the distance between the two of them closed down to less than one arrow, Xia Yanning, who had an ice-cold expression, suddenly dashed towards Xia Ling like a cheetah!

It was extremely fast!

Fortunately, Xia Ling was prepared for it, so he directly went up to fight. No matter what, he had to wait for the fight to come!

"Clang!" As the two weapons clashed, a deafening sound rang out, as if the earth itself had been shaken. Under the impact of this attack, Xia Ling's feet even slid backwards. He was slightly taken aback by Xia Yanning's strength.

It was the pinnacle of the Yuan Dan Stage, Middle Rank cultivator!

However, this wasn't the time to be thinking about this. The tip of the sword spun again and the two began to fight like a storm. On this small piece of land, every step of the intense battle was filled with killing intent!

However, after just three breaths of time, Xia Ling had already started to gasp for breath. This was indeed surprising.

In the past, even if his strength and speed were inferior to his opponent's, Xia Ling could still rely on his superior battle awareness and experience to contend with him.

But this time, Xia Ling surprisingly found out that the fighting consciousness and experience of the girl in front of him was not inferior to his!

How was this possible? How old was she?!

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