As soon as Miyamoto Chuan died, Mo Fan's brows did not wrinkle, and his eyes turned and fell on the black shadow.

His fingers lit up, and the innate yuan sword he had obtained from the Huang family's ancestral land appeared in his hand.

All the copper coins on this sword are made of innate yuan copper, and the innate yuan copper not only has its own innate qi, but also can be repaired by itself if it is refined into a magic weapon, which is a rare refining material.

He didn't find the sword spirit, so he never refined it into a magic weapon.

This demon sword in the middle of the village is the murderous aura of a certain strong man, which has been contaminated with the blood of countless people and turned into thousands of years, and it is full of spirituality.

If he can become the sword spirit of the Innate Yuan Sword, as long as he refines it a little, it will be a very good magic weapon.

"Become the sword spirit of this sword, serve the master of the sword for the rest of your life, you have a chance to enter the fairy world, or I destroy you, and you will disappear. Mo Fan said calmly, and a natural majesty swung towards the demon spirit.

This demon spirit is transformed by murderous aura, and the murderous aura is very heavy, and it will be swayed by the slightest carelessness.

He is not afraid of this demon, and he wants to destroy this demon, but it is just a matter of thought.

If you use it for someone else, it may not be so easy to control.

If he can't be tamed, no matter how suitable the sword spirit is, he will destroy it.

The demon spirit raised its body backwards, just like when a person was stunned, and then quickly nodded.

Although it was transformed by a murderous aura, it could vaguely feel something similar to the memory of inheritance.

Stay in this place, even if it is nourished with human blood, it will dissipate in another hundred years.

But the immortal world that Mo Fan said was different, where it continued to cultivate, Mo Fan could take it there, and it couldn't ask for it.

Mo Fan's hand lit up, and he drew it together in the air, and a simple and vicissitudes of golden sword-shaped talisman was formed leisurely.

"Sword Spirit Spell, go!" Mo Fan pointed from afar, and the golden talisman floated towards the demon spirit.

The demon spirit did not resist, and let the talisman submerge into its body, and the golden light of the Dao Dao bloomed from its body.

The demon spirit changed from a black human form to a golden sword shape, and submerged into the Innate Yuan Sword.

As soon as the demon spirit entered, the dim Innate Yuan Sword immediately seemed to be alive, buzzing and vibrating, and floated up from Mo Fan's hand.

The demon spirit surrendered, and he was not in a hurry to leave.

At this time, Xiaoyu and the others should have arrived in Jiangnan, and he can set off tomorrow to Mobei to find the little fox.

With this yin and yang array, this magic weapon has been refined.

If it can be refined successfully, plus Xiaoyu's sword to destroy the sword, it will be just four swords.

Mo Fan took out the sword from before and fanned it with a few other things and put them into the air together.

His thoughts moved, and the Void Furnace swirled and flew out of his brow.

With the injection of his aura, the fist-sized furnace quickly turned into more than half a human height and landed on the ground in front of Mo Fan.

He put the Innate Yuan Sword and the Sword Fan into the Void Furnace, and pinched a magic seal with his fingers.

The "huhu" yellow two real flames ignited, and the surrounding temperature soared rapidly.

His face showed a solemn expression, and his hands kept sealing, and one by one the magic seals flew into the void furnace like a chain-like thing.

It lasted for more than an hour, and all 7,200 magic seals were submerged in the Void Furnace.

"Cheng!" Mo Fan snorted softly, his eyes flashing.

"Boom!" the yellow two real flames rose into the sky like a basin of hot oil poured into the fire.

In the midst of the flames, a golden ancient sword slowly floated out.

The sword body is nine feet nine, which is much longer than ordinary swords.

The hilt of the sword can be held in both hands, and it is covered with dragon scales, and the swallow is a lifelike gluttony.

The blades on both sides flashed with white cold light, so sharp that people didn't dare to look at them directly.

The middle of the blade is golden yellow, and it is full of patterns.

The whole sword is so beautiful that it can be called a work of art.

Mo Fan glanced at the sword, stretched out one hand, and the sword immediately flew into his hand, just like a pet pleasing its owner.

"Kim!" he dodged lightly, and the ground in front of him vibrated as if many things were wriggling and carrying.

In a moment, a metallic color emerged, and the ground seemed to be watered with a thick layer of molten steel.

He turned his sword downwards and let go of his palm.

"Zheng!" The long sword sank into the ground under Mo Fan's feet, and disappeared, leaving a deep sword hole on the ground, and the shadow of the sword could not be seen at all.

"What a sharp sword. Mo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said unexpectedly.

He used a spell to gather all the surrounding metals under his feet, which means that the land under his feet has become a very dense piece of metal.

Even if a bullet hits it, it may not leave a single hole.

The sword pierced through the stone with ease, and it was not as deep as it was ordinary, as if a golden needle had fallen into the brain of tofu.

As soon as Mo Fan's hand moved, the golden sword immediately flew out of the ground and returned to his hand.

He looked at the sword with satisfaction and pondered it for a moment.

"In the future, you will be stunned, and the sword will be punished. ”

The "Buzz" Absolute Sword floated next to Mo Fan and vibrate, as if he was very satisfied with the name.

Mo Fan put away the Sword of Destruction and the Void Furnace, and his eyes fell on Song Ziyue, who was unconscious on the ground.

With a flick of his fingers, an aura submerged into Song Ziyue's body.

Song Ziyue sighed, under her long eyelashes, her eyes fanned a few times before they opened.

She glanced at Mo Fan and then at herself.

He didn't wear anything but underwear and high heels, and lay on the floor.

"Mo Fan, what did you do to me?" Song Ziyue almost screamed.

"You should think about what you did yourself. With a wave of Mo Fan's big hand, the beige windbreaker Song Ziyue was wearing when he came flew up and landed on Song Ziyue's red fruit.

Song Ziyue frowned slightly, and blurry pictures appeared in her mind.

Although she was controlled, she still had some impressions.

She vaguely remembered that she seemed to be controlled by Miyamoto Chuan, took away the demon knife Muramasa from the ancestral land of the Song family, and seduced Mo Fan, and took the opportunity to give Mo Fan a knife.

"This" Song Ziyue's expression suddenly became weird.

She was the eldest lady of the Song family, she was stripped naked and lying here, there was nothing on her body that did not hurt, there were bruises on her wrists and neck, and there was a young man standing not far away, which had to make her wonder what Mo Fan had done to her.

After all, she is no worse than Bai Xiaoxue, and her figure is much hotter than Bai Xiaoxue, and it is difficult for a man to not move her lower body to her.

Who knows, Mo Fan not only didn't do this to her, but also saved her.

For a long time, Song Ziyue's eyes were full of complicated colors, and she bit her lip and didn't dare to look at Mo Fan.

She offended Mo Fan repeatedly, but Mo Fan saved her, which felt like sprinkling a ** soy sauce on her heart, with mixed flavors.

"I assassinated you, why didn't you kill me?"

"If you offend me, I kill you, you've already died more than once, and you're not dead because you didn't deserve to die. Mo Fan said indifferently.

A person who can become a medical immortal is by no means a person who kills, and if he can not kill, he will not kill indiscriminately.

"But before I came" Song Ziyue was slightly stunned, wanting to tell Mo Fan that she had told the Bai family, Mo Fan and Bai Xiaoxue before she came.

"Let's go, your dad is probably already waiting outside. ”

Without waiting for Song Ziyue to finish speaking, Mo Fan's finger swiped in the air, and a door appeared on the Yin and Yang Array, and Mo Fan disappeared into it. A trace of regret flashed in Song Ziyue's eyes, and she didn't continue, and left.