Chapter Twenty-Seven: Chixiao (Part II)
Red stained the sky, a gift and an alarm.
The boulder that had earned its name for Pumice Town was rooted in the depths of the red light, bursts of light pouring out of the boulder's body, cracks and cobwebs stretching across the surface of the stone.
Stone chips fell, and objects hidden inside the boulders appeared.
It was a long sword that pointed angrily into the sky, but it was red all over, and its form was clumsy and simple, leaving only the most basic elements that could be called a 'sword'.
It has no sword grid, no sword spike, no sword spine, as if it was a toy made of cardboard by an old man in a mountain village to satisfy his grandson's playfulness, or worse, simply a product that the urchin found himself a piece of bitter bamboo, cut it open and sharpened it casually.
As far as the appearance is concerned, Mo Xie can only be described in four words: shoddy. But against the backdrop of this red light, he couldn't put these four words on the body of this ancient sword.
"This clumsy shape is in line with the principle of 'great ingenuity does not work', this is definitely a magic weapon!"
Mo Xie was already standing in front of the ancient sword, but he was worried about the red light that was constantly emitting from the ancient sword, so he didn't take the sword.
He had only one hand left, and the empty sleeve on his right side reminded him all the time: You are not as strong as you think.
Mo Ye observed the ancient sword, he did not use his spiritual power to perceive or touch it, but only looked at it with his eyes.
He saw that there were two ancient characters engraved on one side of the sword, but Mo Xie didn't read much, and he didn't know these two words, and he didn't know these two words.
It's embarrassing.
"Smack!"
Pulling out a two-winged angel from the 'Heavenly Realm', Mo Ye pointed to the ancient sword surrounded by red light:
"Take it out. ”
Most people in this world are reluctant to take risks after having a few subordinates, and they value their lives more than others, which is human nature.
Mo evil is not exempt from vulgarity.
"Yes. ”
The angel bowed slightly to Mo Xie and then stepped forward to take his sword.
"Slow. ”
Just as the angel's hand was about to reach into the red light, Mo Xie opened his mouth again.
"You stand behind me, and if the situation is not right, you must pull me away at the first time, or cut off this hand of mine. ”
At the moment when the angel reached out to take the sword, a phantom pain came from Mo Ye's severed right arm for no reason, and this phantom pain was so strong that it made his whole body tremble.
In this pain, he naturally thought of Lin Ming, who made him have no choice but to distinguish his arm, thought of the debts that Lin Ming had made in the past, and thought of the fundamental reason for his break with Lin Ming.
He and Lin Ming have two different ideas from the beginning, in Lin Ming's eyes, all other life forms except himself can be used as nourishment, as tools, as currency, so he developed his own secret technique of sacrificing others to strengthen himself, while Mo Xie did not put himself above all living beings, unwilling to sacrifice other people's lives, unwilling to incarnate as a butcher to kill innocents, he rose up and was determined to defeat Lin Ming.
Although the scene of the 'Heavenly Realm' being destroyed by the Spirit Devouring Sword Qi that day was extremely devastated in Mo Ye's heart, he captured the brightest glory of his life that day.
If that ray of light was discarded, his life would be nothing but darkness.
If he discarded that ray of light, he would not be able to find the difference between himself and Linming.
He cared about the distinction as much as he cared about his once-intact right arm.
"Yes. ”
The two-winged angel didn't know that in an instant, he had actually walked back and forth on the ghost gate, and Mo Xie knew that this sword was really auspicious.
The Optimus Mangrove Tree grew from an ancient sword, and there is no doubt that the ancient sword contains great power. But it was such a sword with great power, but it did not exude any aura.
Mo Xie can be regarded as a person who has seen a few divine weapons, although most of these 'divine weapons' are not so worthy of the name, but there is one thing in common - each of these divine weapons exudes a fierce aura.
For example, he had experienced the flame of the Huolin Sword, the cold of the Snow Drinking Knife, and the fierce qi of the weapons of various cultivators, but the ancient sword in front of him had no breath.
It had supported the Mangrove and emitted a dazzling red light, but it didn't emit any peculiar aura.
There is no ice, no inflammation, and no aggressiveness.
It was like transparent air, and perhaps that was why it didn't disturb the sleeping inhabitants of Pumice Town on winter mornings.
What a weird sword.
Mo Xie stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed it.
"Whoosh!"
His hand had only passed through the 'bark' of the red light, and the ancient sword automatically flew into his palm, so fast that Mo Xie didn't have time to dodge and draw his hand.
"Z!"
An arc of red light wrapped around his body, and his eyes were even blackened by the red light.
His body twitched and spasmed violently, and the few pieces of clothing quickly turned to ashes under the red light.
"Don't do it just yet!"
Seeing this strange situation, the two-winged angel behind Mo Xie immediately wanted to act according to Mo Xie's previous instructions, and seeing that he was about to upgrade from a 'one-armed hero' to a 'armless hero', Mo Xie squeezed out a roar from between his teeth and stopped this tragedy.
"Yes!"
The two-winged angel withdrew the sword that had been cut off in his hand and stood quietly beside Mo Ye.
"Wow, yes, yes!"
The green tendons on Mo Xie's forehead, neck, and arms bulged, and the veins were like the roots of an old tree, and there was a silver glow in his eyes that gradually lit up, initially only in the heart of the pupil, but with his efforts, it soon spread to the entire pupil.
But that's the end of it, the silver in Mo Ye's eyes is only enough to regain the territory of the pupil, and it is difficult to enter an inch, and the whites of his eyes are still red.
"Step back!"
The power and will of the rage continued to pass from the ancient sword into Mo Xie's body, and Mo Xie knew that this was a test from the ancient sword, if his strength was not enough and his mind was not strong, the ancient sword would plan to blow him up alive in minutes. While resisting the pressure from the ancient sword, he gritted his teeth and roared again.
To be honest, he originally planned to take the two-winged angel back into the 'Heavenly Realm', but considering that he had to concentrate on pulling people from the 'Heavenly Realm', while fighting against the ancient sword, Mo Xie asked himself if he was unable to be distracted and pull people out again, and there was obviously a need for someone to protect the Dharma at the scene, so he told the two-winged angel to run away, so as not to affect him to use his means to subdue the ancient sword.
"Yes!"
The angels who came out of the 'Heavenly Realm' are obedient and obedient, but their brains are not very bright, and the angels with a large number of wings and strong strength are okay, this kind of two-winged angels are simply abacus beads, and they need to be moved only by a flick of Mo Xie.
As he spoke, the two-winged angel quickly withdrew hundreds of meters, and only after he was out of danger was Mo Xie secretly relieved.
"Alright, now it's just me and you!"
The expression on Mo Ye's face suddenly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc.
"You want to up? hehehehe......"
"Talent ...... 'energy storage pipeline'!