2601: C2601 Fight for It

C2601 Fight for It

In the sky, light and shadows were constantly surging. All kinds of Heroic Spirits were displaying their divine might, trying to rush into the pitch-black devil sword in the center. The scene was extremely shocking.

Below, the Nine-Colored Dragon King, the Wine Devouring Ghost King, and the others were also wearing solemn expressions. It was as if they had just witnessed an unprecedented war in the ancient era. The desolate Qi that was rushing toward them had even stunned them.

"I have heard of using souls to forge swords. However, using tens of thousands of ancient Heroic Spirits to forge swords... It's the first time I've seen such a terrifying devil sword in my life..." The Wine Devouring Ghost King raised his head and looked up, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart, It's hard to imagine what kind of terrifying devil sword it would be forged...

"As expected of the Young Lord, the Holy Spirit Clan will soon reach its peak once again!" The Nine-Colored Dragon King's eyes were filled with unconcealable excitement and pride as he clenched his fists and said to himself.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Countless Heroic Spirit continued to pour into the pitch-black devil sword. It could be seen that the black mist on the devil sword was gradually dissipating. One could vaguely see its rough appearance.

This devil sword was slightly larger than the slender Chaos Devil Sword, but it wasn't as cumbersome and cumbersome as the giant sword. There was a domineering totem of the head of the black dragon on the sword's hilt and the edge of the sword, and it was emitting an evil and frightening aura.

Even though the devil sword hadn't fully formed itself yet, the pressure it emitted was already terrifying enough. It actually caused all of the ancient soldiers in the Ten Thousand Soldier Tomb to tremble slightly. Many of the weaker ones even knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up.

However, as time passed, Feng Yixiu could clearly feel that the speed at which he swallowed the Heroic Spirit was gradually slowing down. A chaotic and chaotic aura made him feel uneasy. An intense pain that came from his soul caused cold sweat to form on his forehead.

Fortunately, these ancient Heroic Spirits were all willing to become Sword Souls. If not, Feng Yixiu would have taken the opportunity to launch a backlash. Whether or not Feng Yixiu could suppress the backlash would not be a problem, but if he was not careful, his soul might suffer a backlash.

"Master, you really know how to give me a difficult problem?" A soft voice suddenly sounded in Feng Yixiu's mind. He knew that this was the conversation between the Weapon Devil Master and him.

"Didn't you say so? I only need to be in charge of searching for the Heroic Spirit. Are you going to take care of the rest of the matters?" Feng Yixiu gritted his teeth and asked.

"That's true, but I never thought that the ancient Heroic Spirit you subdued would be so powerful!" The voice of the Weapon Devil Master was still incomparably weak. At the same time, she couldn't bear the fact that she had swallowed nearly ten thousand ancient Heroic Spirit at the same time.

"This quality isn't good... Didn't you say that the strength of the heroic soul will affect the strength of the final devil sword?" Feng Yixiu frowned slightly and muttered in a low voice.

"That's right. I did say these words, but it's also to help you conquer the high quality Heroic Spirit as much as possible. But you are exaggerating! " The Weapon Demon Master felt wronged and hesitated for a moment. He continued, "Let me tell you the truth. The strength of the Heroic Spirit that the awakening devil sword can withstand is limited. Ordinary Heroic Spirit can indeed absorb ten thousand, but it has already reached its limit. I can't continue absorbing... "

"I don't care about that. You have to do what you promised. The promised ten thousand Supremes, no one is allowed to be missing!"

Feng Yixiu looked around and found that he had only absorbed six thousand ancient Heroic Spirit, which was still far from the ten thousand that he had expected.

These were the ancient artifacts that he had found with great difficulty. If he were to give them up so easily, he would never be willing to give them up!

"Sigh... I'll go crazy with Master this time!" Seeing that Feng Yixiu was unwilling to give up, the Weapon Demon Master could only sigh helplessly. The still black vortex began to spin at high speed once again. He did not forget to remind Feng Yixiu, "The Shura King's Heart can help to resist the soul backlash!"

Hearing this, Feng Yixiu silently nodded. He sat cross-legged in the air and a faint golden light emerged from his heart. In a short while, a beating sound that sounded like the beating of a war drum could be heard.

A solemn and solemn illusion of Asura King slowly appeared behind Feng Yixiu, causing the restless black devil sword to quickly calm down.

The Shura King's Heart was also known as Nether King's Heart. Not only could it make Feng Yixiu immune to all evils, but it also had an instinctive suppressive effect on all souls.

As expected, after Feng Yixiu used the Shura King's Heart, the black hole that was about to stop devouring started crazily absorbing the ancient Heroic Spirit.

Time passed minute by minute. It had been nearly two days since Feng Yixiu started absorbing the ancient Heroic Spirit on a large scale. His willpower had almost reached its limit.

If one observed carefully, one could clearly see that the illusion of Asura King behind Feng Yixiu had become extremely dim. Countless cracks had appeared on his golden body, as if it could collapse at any time.

Once the illusion of Asura King collapsed, the backlash of his soul would surge over like a tide. If he was not careful, he might turn Feng Yixiu into an idiot.

"Master, it's about time..." The voice in Feng Yixiu's mind sounded again, but it was also incomparably weak.

"I still need two more ancient Heroic Spirits to reach ten thousand, I'm counting it!" Feng Yixiu shook his head and did not agree to stop.

Once the awakening devil sword was formed, it could not be changed. Feng Yixiu did not wish to have any regrets in the future. He had to make it perfect!

As soon as he finished speaking, the two Heroic Spirits disappeared into the black vortex at the same time. However, at this moment, the illusory golden light of Asura King behind Feng Yixiu's back lit up, as if it would explode in the next second.

At this critical moment, the Weapon Devil Master withdrew the control of the black devil sword in time, and the black vortex that swallowed the Heroic Spirit also disappeared in an instant.2

"Boom!"

A powerful soul storm suddenly erupted, sending all the Heroic Spirit that had yet to be absorbed flying.

This soul aura was extremely strange. It was unable to cause tangible damage to objects, but it caused all living beings with souls to be greatly shocked.

The slightly weaker soul bodies were instantly annihilated. Even a powerful existence like the Goblet Devouring Ghost King could not help but feel shocked. It took him a long time to recover.

"What a terrifying soul fluctuation..." The Nine-Colored Dragon King half-knelt on the ground and tried to shake his head to keep himself awake.

"This feeling..." The Goblet Devouring Ghost King did not kneel down because he was unable to resist. However, his expression was somewhat grave. He looked at the devil sword that was gradually forming in the air and seemed to have recalled some bad memories.

At this moment, Feng Yixiu had already reached his limit. He didn't even have the strength to flap his wings anymore. However, the black Demon Armor on his body emitted a faint fluorescent light, preventing him from falling to the ground.

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