Mo Yin is a spirit, the dark world is gone, the cave is still the same cave, Mo Yin is still sitting there quietly, his eyes are closed, everything around him has not changed, but the only change is also the most surprising is that the frost sword that was still floating in front of Mo Yin has also disappeared without a trace at this time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On the other hand, Mo Yin's body was as if he was wrapped in a layer of thin ice, and his hair and eyebrows were covered with that snow-white at this time.

At this time, there was a great change in Mo Yin's body, and the Ling Frost Sword that had disappeared just now actually existed in Mo Yin's body at this time.

The volume of the Excalibur shrank to a suitable size with the space in the ink concealment's body, and it was constantly turbulent in the body, trying to break it out, but it was shrouded in a cloud of golden light, and the range of action was limited.

But the more it is controlled, the more manic and riotous the Frost Sword becomes.

Mo Yin's body was already covered with a thin layer of ice, the flow of blood became slower, and the beating of his heart began to decrease, as if the movement of all the organs in his body had begun to slowly decline, as if he was about to enter a state of hibernation.

It was only a moment, and around Mo Yin's body and body, the cold ice was getting thicker and thicker, and the Ling Frost Sword was violently turbulent in the center of his body.

Click!

Mo Yin's lips, which had been frozen and couldn't see the movement, gently made a closed movement, and the Hui Yuan Dan that was originally hidden in Mo Yin's mouth at the beginning instantly entered the body.

As soon as Yuan Dan entered the body this time, a scorching heat came down from his throat, and the originally motionless aura in his body began to flow slowly, and the ice around his body began to slowly dissipate at this time, and the hair and eyebrows that were originally frozen also returned to their original black at this time, and blood slowly appeared on his pale cheeks.

In the body, the Ling Frost Sword wrapped in golden light was also suppressed by the power of the golden light at this time, and the originally irritable Divine Sword began to gradually quiet down.

Mo Yin tried to use his spiritual sense to communicate with the Excalibur, to control and drive it, and to make it use for him.

However, the divine sword is not an ordinary thing, it is a thing that has passed tens of thousands of years, and the spirit stone has absorbed the most innocent essence power between heaven and earth for tens of thousands of years.

Mo Yin didn't give up, it should be said that he couldn't give up, if the Frost Sword that existed in his body couldn't be used for himself, then it would be a hidden danger, and it could kill him at any time.

And in Moyin's dictionary, there is no abandonment.

After an incomprehensible number of attempts, the originally irritable Frost Sword suddenly turned into a touch of ice-blue gas and began to flow from the veins on his body.

When the ice-blue gas passed through the golden veins, Mo Yin could feel the piercing and extremely cold meaning coming over, and then quickly used his spiritual sense to guide the ice-blue gas.

At this time, the dantian was like a whirlpool, producing a great suction force, just like sucking everything over, the ice-blue gas that originally existed in various parts of the veins was also attracted by the huge attraction at this time, and quickly condensed in the dantian.

At the moment when the ice blue gas gathered in the dantian, Mo Yin felt a throbbing pain in his body, his face was painful, and the extreme cold in the cave couldn't resist the sweat on Mo Yin's forehead at this time, dripping down his cheeks drop by drop.

However, to Mo Yin's surprise at this time, the ice-blue gas was fluttering slowly but very orderly as if it were under the control of his spiritual sense.

But Mo Yin did not lose his mind because of joy, and was as calm as ever, continuing to drive the ice blue gas.

Every time the gas entered the veins, Mo Yin changed from the biting cold at the beginning to a gentle feeling, and the ice blue gas seemed to have begun to slowly and consciously protect Mo Yin.

As time went by, the driving sensation became more and more proficient, and the paleness on Mo Yin's cheeks also became red and white at this time, which was a little weird, but the ice blue gas seemed to have merged with Mo Yin, and it did not have the fury of the frost sword at the beginning, but became very docile.

The golden light that was originally wrapped in the Frost Sword also began to slowly retreat at this time, diverting into the veins of the whole body.

There was a crackling sound, and Moyin's bones were moving in a very strange way, making a crisp sound.

A crack also appeared in the golden veins at this time, Mo Yin felt that a fire was burning behind him, his eyes suddenly opened, a golden light shot out of his eyes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Mo Yin's mouth, and the whole person fell down as if he had been hollowed out.

I don't know how long later, when Mo Yin opened his eyes again, it was already pitch black outside the cave.

Mo Yin went to check the condition of his body again, and the golden veins did crack again, but when he summoned it with his spiritual sense, he saw that a cloud of ice-blue gas quickly appeared in the dantian, and then quickly condensed and turned into a sword.

The entire sword is ice blue, and the body exudes a faint white cold air, as if it wants to freeze everything in the world, but at this time, it is a very docile existence in Mo Yin's body, this is not the frost sword, what else can it be!

The corners of Mo Yin's mouth rose slightly, and finally he couldn't help laughing out loud.

It worked, it finally worked!

Even the Divine Sword that he had never seen before, in this life he had successfully seen and subdued it and became his own possession, and the Ling Shuang Sword had already recognized him as the master at this time and used it for him, how could this mood not make Mo Yin excited.

I felt the true qi in my body, and it was much stronger than before.

Now that he has reached the sixfold realm of the Dragon Martial Master, he has not only subdued the Divine Sword, but also improved two stages at once, which really makes Mo Yin very excited.

"This Excalibur is really a good thing."

Although the process of subduing the Excalibur now makes Mo Yin feel terrifying, and a careless accident may make him disappear between heaven and earth, thinking about Mo Yin again will feel that he is too crazy.

When the divine sword was subdued, if it weren't for the anti-dragon bloodline, I was afraid that Mo Yin's veins would have been unable to withstand the explosion, but despite this, the power of this divine sword actually made the anti-dragon bloodline crack traces, which was really terrifying.

However, such a dangerous effort, it is also worth fighting with your life, and it is undoubtedly lucky and worthwhile to be able to get the frost sword.

Mo Yin waved one hand, only to see an ice blue light flash in the originally dark cave, and then Dasheng, only to see that the Ling Shuang Sword was already in Mo Yin's palm.

Around himself, an ice-blue shield also covered Mo Yin's side, wrapping him, and the Ling Frost Sword already had the consciousness of protecting the master at this time, which undoubtedly regarded Mo Yin as his master.

"Boy, congratulations, you finally got this divine sword." The Wild Dog Daoist was very happy, seeing Mo Yin's success, this was even happier than he himself wanted to get the Divine Sword, even the Wild Dog Daoist himself didn't know why, he was not such a person before.

"Finally, all these efforts have not been in vain." Mo Yin looked at the frost sword in his hand, the distance, the distance between himself and Shangguan Xue will always get closer and closer one day, Mo Yin will put in all his efforts, just to wait for that moment to come.