Chapter 0439 magic weapon

Mo Fan's brows furrowed, and his eyes were slightly cold.

He just glanced at the sword, but he didn't expect it to fall into a killing machine.

"A remnant soul dares to be presumptuous in front of me!"

His consciousness moved, and a flame suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Those sword qi that seemed to be like essence were about to slash at his body, and red vortices appeared in the space around him, and the space suddenly distorted.

"Boom" a thunderclap fell.

Countless cracks appeared in the entire space, along with the sword intent, like shattered glass.

The sword qi disappeared, and thunder and earth fire emerged from the shattered cracks.

In just an instant, the vast field seemed to have encountered the end of the world, and it was completely a world of fire and thunder.

The old man's expression changed slightly, his eyes stared at Mo Fan like lightning, and he put one hand on the hilt of the sword.

"Boy, I have some ability, but the remnant soul of the old man is enough to kill your soul. ”

"Keng!" The sword was pulled out an inch, like the sun rising from the clouds, ten thousand streamers bloomed from the scabbard, and the thunder and fire in the sky were drowned by the sword light, which was completely the world of sword and light.

An incomparably cold and sharp aura, starting from the old man, surged in all directions like a crazy tide.

Inside the secret room, the temperature dropped a lot in an instant.

"Poof!" the little fox instantly hid in Mo Fan's pocket, and his body couldn't help trembling.

Mu Fengyue's body trembled, tense and tight, obviously there was nothing, as if there were tens of thousands of sword thorns suspended around him, as long as he moved the slightest, he would be stabbed into a hornet's nest, and the two subordinates realized that they were raised.

Lu Laohu's face turned pale, sweat fell like rain in an instant, and his face was full of panic.

He had been to this chamber countless times, and nothing like this had ever happened.

In the midst of the ten thousand sword rays, Mo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the sword in the old man's hand, revealing a hint of surprise.

"The sword is good!"

"Since you know that it is a good sword, you will offer your ** and give it to the old man to use. The old man stared at Mo Fan's body as if he were looking at his prey, and there was no trace of the immortal wind bones on the statue.

Mo Fan shook his head and smiled.

"My body, don't even think about it, you, can disappear. ”

In Yin Mountain, Long Zhentian's complete soul couldn't take him away, and a little remnant soul wanted to take his body with a magic weapon, just kidding.

"Slash!" As soon as his thought moved, the Heavenly Divine Absolute Movement was extreme, and his divine sense suddenly condensed into a substantial long knife.

The sword flashed, and two strong winds accompanied each other, slashing towards the old man in the face of the sword shadow in the sky.

The sword light in the sky was like glass refracted by the sun, and the sword light was rolled up by the essence of the sword light.

"Bang bang bang" is fragmented.

The sword light easily slashed at the old man's body, and the sword in the old man's hand was split into two petals like a watermelon before it could be further drawn.

A gust of wind blew, the illusion disappeared, and Mo Fan returned to the secret room.

Mo Fan grabbed the sword with one hand, and a suction force surged, and the sword floated into his hand.

"Click!" he closed the sword he had drawn an inch out of.

Inside the secret room, the invisible cold suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Everything returned to normal, except for the eyes of the ancient statue that were dimmer than before, and there was no longer any feeling of staring.

"Mr. Mo, what happened just now, I have never encountered this kind of thing, otherwise I would not have brought you here. Lu Laohu wiped his sweat and hurriedly explained.

"It's nothing, because your Lu family worships, this statue produces a little remnant soul. Mo Fan glanced at the statue and said indifferently.

One of the formations engraved on this statue is a wishing array, and as long as you worship once, you will have a little more wishing power.

Over time, the statue developed a self-aware remnant.

"Statues can also produce remnant souls?" Lu Laohu was stunned and asked in surprise.

"If it's just a statue, even if everyone in your Lu family worships for thousands of years, it will be difficult to condense the remnant soul, but with this sword, it's different. ”

It is too difficult for the Force to become a god, otherwise, the Buddha statues and gods in the temple are worshiped by so many people every day, and they would have all become gods one by one.

However, the sword in his hand is a magic weapon, and it is alive and well with the formation on the statue, and over time, the statue is also contaminated with some spirituality.

Spirituality and the Force make it much more likely to give birth to a remnant soul.

It's not so much a remnant soul as an original thought.

"No wonder. Lu Laohu was relieved.

"What does Mr. Mo think of this sword, if Mr. Mo likes it, this sword will be given to Mr. Mo. ”

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and confirmed: "This sword is very extraordinary, are you sure you want to give this sword to me?"

This sword is not a magic weapon, but a magic weapon that is a higher level than a magic weapon.

The magic weapon can only be used by carving runes and formations on the material and injecting spiritual energy.

However, the magic weapon is made of spiritual objects, and it has independent consciousness, just like a large array with a formation spirit.

Not only is it much more powerful, but it can also protect the Lord and attack others, and many wonderful uses are not comparable to magic weapons.

A magic weapon can be worth tens of millions in Huaxia, not to mention a magic weapon.

If he holds this magic weapon, his strength will be even stronger.

However, Lu Laohu had already given him the witch fang, and he didn't have to give him this magic weapon at all.

"If Mr. Mo doesn't dislike it, just take it, this sword is also a waste in our Lu family. Lu Laohu said without hesitation.

This sword is the guardian sword of their family, and it is said that it was left by an ancestor who attained the Tao, saying that it could help their Lu family take refuge in disasters.

During the war years, a group of Japanese soldiers broke into the courtyard of their Lu family and killed innocent people.

The sword soared into the sky, and hundreds of Japanese soldiers were all in different places.

It is precisely because of the deterrent power of this sword that their Lu family has the status of this Jinzhou immovable mountain, even if it is a thousand-year-old family, the Huang family has to be afraid of three points.

The Witch God Sect sent people to use beauty tricks on him, and they didn't directly rob him, and it was probably because of this sword.

However, since the last time this sword was used, I don't know why, it has been unusable.

When he was 10 years old, a group of masked black-clothed men rushed into their Lu family's villa, and the Lu family's bodyguards were no opponent at all, so his father took him to worship the sword.

Although all the masters were killed by the Lu family's bodyguards who rushed over, the sword did not react at all.

Rather than use it as an ornament here, it is better to give it to Mo Fan.

That tooth is a thank you gift, and this sword is a compensation for Mo Fan, and a ticket for him to take Mo Fan's boat.

Mo Fan didn't even pay attention to the Witch God Sect, and the people who killed the Witch God Sect were still calm.

He had a feeling that in time, even something like their Lu family's guardian sword would not be able to impress Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was not polite, and put away the sword.

He also has the Five Ghost Devouring God Spell on his body, it is not appropriate to use too much divine sense, and having this magic weapon is equivalent to one more magic weapon to deal with the Witch God Sect.

Lu Laohu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mo Fan accept the sword.

Several people came out of the secret room, and there was nothing to do all night.