Chapter 840: Spirit Weapon Domineering Singing Sword

"Hehe, don't be polite, the master said, as long as there is a strong person in the Holy Spirit Realm, I will make a move, if the peak of the Emperor's Spirit Realm, unless the top Tianjiao of the major martial arts, you can solve it yourself, it was because there was a strong person in the Holy Spirit Realm before, so I made a move!"

The old man looked at Lin Ling and said politely, which made Lin Ling smile, but he couldn't say anything!

Aunt Mo seems to be very clear about her strength, knowing that although she is in the middle of the Emperor Spirit Realm, she is not afraid of the peak of the ordinary Emperor Spirit Realm at all, so if the seven people before her really want to fight to the death, Lin Ling burst out with all her strength and hole cards, and it is not impossible to wipe out the six people!

The two of them walked down the street towards the Dragon Tower, and the street soon became lively, as if this was not uncommon in the rainforest sanctuary.

Dragon Tower, Lin Ling followed the old man to arrive, Lin Ling walked to the third floor alone, where there was still a curtain, and a unique woman's fragrance permeated the room, but when Aunt Mo saw Lin Ling, her indifferent face suddenly showed a happy smile, which made Lin Ling a little embarrassed.

He doesn't have much contact with Aunt Mo, but Aunt Mo is very good to herself, this kind of goodness is not the love of men and women, it feels like the elders spoil the juniors!

"Why are you stunned?"

Aunt Mo's soft laughter came, and Lin Ling took the back of his head, facing this beautiful woman, he sometimes didn't know what to say, so he had to take out 80 million spirit crystals.

"Well, it's amazing, it's enough in just three days, it seems that Aunt Mo has underestimated you, and you still have secrets that Aunt Mo doesn't know!"

Aunt Mo glanced at Lin Ling appreciatively.

As far as he knew, Lin Ling's backstage was not strong, and he was not supported by a deep family background, at most he was one of the twenty-four heads of the Great Qin Dynasty, but Lin Ling was not surnamed Qin, so he must be embarrassed to ask the Great Qin Dynasty for spirit crystals, which showed that these spirit crystals were made up by Lin Ling in three days.

Three days, self-reliance, this is not something that any Tianjiao can do!

Then, after Lin Ling took off the Ba Sing Sword, she looked at it with a solemn face: "Come to me at this time tomorrow!"

Her hand shone brightly, and her jade-like little finger kept waving, drawing ancient marks one after another.

Lin Ling's pupils condensed, it was an ancient formation, according to legend, if a weapon wanted to increase its power, it relied on materials and ancient formations, no wonder the forging master was even rarer than the pill medicine master.

Without disturbing Aunt Mo, Lin Ling quietly withdrew, and an old man was already waiting outside, and took Lin Ling to live in the Dragon Tower.

It was night, Lin Ling sat cross-legged, his eyes flickering.

Coming out of the Seven Xuanwu Mansion and coming to the main city, Lin Ling has seen more powerhouses and Tianjiao, and he is now standing in the circle of the top powerhouses in the Rain Holy Land, but his background is still a little weaker.

"The rematch of the Tianjiao list!"

Then, the corners of Lin Ling's mouth curled slightly, he wanted to win that big game, he wanted to fight with the second dream in the final battle and defeat the mansion master's disciples!

The second dream, the talent king body is definitely not weaker than himself, and the cultivation realm is higher than his own, plus the mansion master is the master, the martial arts he has learned must be extraordinary.

On the surface, Lin Ling didn't have any hope of defeating the second dream, after all, the second dream was not only invincible in the late stage of the Emperor Spirit Realm, but also could easily defeat the martial artists at the peak of the Emperor Spirit Realm, but that was just the surface!

At present, Lin Ling's talent is not weak, his physical strength is also strong, coupled with the true intent of the two martial arts, he has the confidence to fight any Tianjiao!

In addition, Ba Sing Sword is also very exciting!

Medium-level spiritual weapons, I don't know what kind of power it will bring!

Time passed quietly, early the next morning, Aunt Mo pushed the door in, looked at Lin Ling with a smile, in the weak and boneless jade hand, a new Ba Sing Sword appeared, this sword has now become blood red, there is a mysterious sigil that Lin Ling can't understand on the surface, and it is a little bigger than before, almost as tall as Lin Ling, full of domineering and magnificent momentum!

It makes people feel that with a sword in hand, I have it in the world!

Lin Ling's heart was beating violently, and he wanted to take the Ba Sing Sword, but when his hand just touched it, he immediately noticed that the sword was very heavy, and he couldn't lift it for a while!

"Aunt Mo, this sword?"

Lin Ling looked at Aunt Mo in surprise, but Aunt Mo smiled slightly, shrugged her shoulders and said: "The long sword is empty, killing without blood, the heavy sword has no edge, it is not skillful, I think you have strong physical strength, so the fighting style should be fierce and fierce, indestructible, this sword, I forged the heavy stone into the mountain for you, so it reaches the weight of 10 million catties, and in fact, you can increase more weight, but you can't control it at the moment, 10 million catties, just right!"

"Ten million pounds?"

Lin Ling gasped, his whole body strength was only 10 million catties, and the sword weighed 10 million catties, which was terrifying!

If he can control this sword, it is equivalent to having nearly 20 million catties of strength!

It's just that he can't lift it up at the moment.

"Try it with blood!"

Aunt Mo pouted at the Ba Sing Sword.

Lin Ling's pupils flickered, and he hurriedly dripped blood into the sword, and at the same time, a feeling of resonance in his heart was conveyed to his heart, as if a person is a sword, a sword is a person, and the sword is not so heavy!

"The spirit weapon has a spirit, only the master can control it, so after you control this sword, the sword will be much lighter!" Aunt Mo smiled, and Lin Ling was happy in his heart, after raising the sword again, the sword was not so heavy, but in fact, the sword still suppressed the weight of 10 million catties, and while he swung the sword, the wind howled, as if the whole room was stirred by him.

"The mid-level spirit weapon is not as simple as it seems, there are some secrets in it, you need to explore it yourself, remember, the sword has a spirit!"

Aunt Mo's eyes showed a look of pride, she forged this sword, and it took countless efforts, so she was very proud.

Lin Ling nodded heavily, looking forward to it even more, are there any other secrets in addition to the weight of the Ba Sing Sword? He wanted to ask, but seeing Aunt Mo's somewhat haggard face, he couldn't bear to ask anymore in his heart, he guessed that in order to forge the Ba Sing Sword, Aunt Mo had spent a lot of effort, and the level of concentration had already exceeded 80 million mid-grade spirit crystals!

"Thank you, Aunt Mo!"

Lin Ling put away his sword and bowed to Aunt Mo.

"Hehe, if you like this sword, I heard that you are about to participate in the semi-final of the Seven Xuanwu Mansion Tianjiao List, just let this sword become famous, although the semi-final of the Tianjiao List is not the final match, it has also attracted the attention of the major forces in the Rainforest Holy Land, Lin Ling, can you rush into the top one hundred and become the top Tianjiao?"

Aunt Mo helped Lin Ling up, and then looked at Lin Lingdao.

"Yes!"

Lin Ling nodded and said, this is a rematch, most of the Tianjiao he faced are in the late stage of the Emperor Spirit Realm, although he is in the middle of the Emperor Spirit Realm, but he also has the confidence to fight, and rushing into the top 100 is stepping into the circle of top Tianjiao, and it is also Long Soaring, Yang Qian's circle of top Tianjiao, so he has confidence!

"Okay, rematch, Aunt Mo will support you!" Aunt Mo smiled with satisfaction, said a few words again, and left the room.