Ling Yu was startled by this unexpected voice, and when he came back to his senses, he looked around, but he still couldn't see anyone.

"This ...... Probably the Sword Spirit!" Mr. Long said with some solemnity, "If you can gain its favor, the devouring will definitely go a lot smoother." ”

In the darkness, where he couldn't see, Ling Yu rolled his eyes and said in his heart: You came to devour others, and you still want people to have a good impression of you, isn't this a fool's dream?

Then, as if he realized something, he added, "What...... "In his cognition, there is only one game called Sword Spirit.

"Everything in heaven and earth is born of spirit, and after a long period of existence, spiritual consciousness is born, similar to the human soul. Mr. Long also rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously, "It's really stupid!"

Ling Yu couldn't laugh or cry a little, he asked the last sentence, but it was subconscious, how could he really not understand, but he didn't want to explain anymore, he shook his head and left it behind.

At this moment, in the dark space, a pale red light suddenly flashed, and Ling Yu looked in the darkness as if he had seen the flames of hell, strange and gloomy.

Under the pale red light, it was an extremely thin and narrow long sword, which looked like an ordinary long sword, except for a slight difference in style, the rest was almost the same, making it hard to imagine that it contained the energy of destroying the world and destroying the world.

Ling Yu remembered the Xuanyuan Sword, which was also a divine weapon, and he didn't know which one was stronger or weaker compared to the one in front of him.

He knew that no one could answer him, so he didn't think much of it, took a breath, and walked straight to the Nether Blade.

As he approached, the divine blade trembled slightly, exuding an extremely strong yin and cold aura, causing Ling Yu to shiver unconsciously.

"The name of the Netherworld is indeed true, and it is so far away that it also makes people's hearts chill. Ling Yu tightened his collar and sighed.

Mr. Long chuckled lightly and said, "Lucky for you, most of the power of this Nether Blade is now sealed, otherwise if you release a little Nether Power, you will die." ”

Not only was Ling Yu not afraid, but licked his lips excitedly and said, "Since it's a God-given opportunity, then I must not miss it." He paused and said, "Originally, thinking of the protection of the academy, I still couldn't do it, but now, don't blame me for being unjust if they are unkind!"

As for the previous inability to do it, Mr. Long's understanding was that Ling Yu was too pedantic, and now that he heard this, he was naturally very happy.

Ling Yu walked in front of the Nether Divine Blade, only to find that it was far more beautiful than an ordinary long sword, and the hilt and blade of the sword even fit the golden section.

"It's so beautiful......"

Ling Yu, who had always had excellent self-control, couldn't help but reach out to touch it, even if at the same time, an unbearable discomfort rose in his heart, he didn't stop.

"Don't want to die?"

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the body of the sword, Mr. Long snorted violently, and finally shocked him to regain his senses, only to feel that his mouth was dry, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

He had always thought that this Nether Divine Blade was ranked low on the list of divine weapons, and it was sealed, even if it had spiritual sense, it would not be too terrifying, but after experiencing the scene just now, he realized how stupid he was to underestimate an artifact so much!

This mistake made him more or less annoyed, and he only felt a breath in his chest, and without saying a word, he hung his palm a foot away from the sword body, and closed his eyes and picked up the Xuantian Divine Weapon Record, and began to devour.

Mr. Long's surprise was not trivial, and he scolded: "Stinky boy, what you prepared is useless!"

Helplessly, Ling Yu had already entered the state, and he couldn't hear his voice at all, even if he could hear it, it was impossible to stop and prepare again, and he immediately burned his eyebrows.

After a while, he was in a hurry, took out all the medicinal herbs, and piled them up at Ling Yu's feet.

Then, with a twist of his fingers, a flame burst out of thin air, and he immediately crouched down and lit the pile of herbs.

The green smoke rose up, and the medicinal fragrance rose with it, enveloping Ling Yu's entire body after a moment.

Ling Yu forcibly endured the cold aura that seeped out from the Nether Divine Blade, gritted his teeth and ran the Xuantian Record, at this time, he was shrouded in the fragrance of medicine, and suddenly felt that he had crawled out of the ice cellar and bathed in the sun.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, as he devoured deeply, the seal on the Nether God Blade also showed signs of loosening, and the even more cold and terrifying aura suddenly rushed towards his Eight Veins of the Strange Meridian.

As if they had floated up from the Infernal Hell, they strangely condensed into tiny thorns when they entered his meridians, and every time he drove them forward, they brought a bit of destruction.

However, after a cup of tea, Ling Yu already felt that the roots of his teeth were sore, and it was difficult to hold on, but according to Mr. Long, with his current strength, it would take at least four or five hours to complete the devouring.

When Mr. Long saw that his eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan shape, and his face was full of cold sweat, he already knew that he was holding on, but this kind of thing had to rely on himself, and others couldn't help him at all.

"Boy, think about your father, the once famous Demon Suppression King, but now he is suffering in the prison, don't you want to rescue him sooner?"

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Long immediately saw that Ling Yu's slightly curved back straightened up again, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the silence, time seemed to freeze, Ling Yu felt that a century had passed, but in fact, only about three hours had passed, which meant that he would continue to suffer for two hours.

At this time, the tobacco had burned out, and all the cold breath had to be borne by himself, so after a while, his face flushed unnormally.

And the Nether Divine Blade was also shortened by half, and the remaining half slowly rotated on Ling Yu's palm, silently consuming.

"I guess that's the end of it......"

Before Mr. Long could finish his sentence, he took a sharp breath of cold air, because he saw that Ling Yu's seven orifices suddenly oozed blood together.

"Isn't the five internal organs completely destroyed?" even Mr. Long, whose heart was as hard as iron, had an unbearable glint in his eyes, "However, this kid is really a man, and he has never made a sound when he suffers such pain." ”

"Youth~" The simple and old voice sounded again, "As long as you are willing to give up, everything will be beautiful, the injuries in your body will heal in an instant, and you will have abilities that ordinary people can't reach." ”

When Mr. Long heard this, he was immediately surprised and delighted, and he was so surprised that the spiritual consciousness appeared, and the most difficult part of the joy was about to end, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Don't listen, don't believe it!