Tightly tied to the seat by the seat belt, Yang Yifan's head was facing the ground, his face was full of doubts, what happened just now, why did his body exude such a majestic true qi?

Thinking of this, Yang Yifan instantly thought of the stinging pain on his body just now, he reached out and touched his chest, and instantly saw the tattoo of the Imperial Soul Sword.

Soon Yang Yifan thought of something, he unbuckled his seat belt and climbed out of the car, looked around, and found that the traffic on the highway during this time period was particularly scarce, and it would take a long time to pass one.

This made Yang Yifan breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately he was not seen, otherwise it would be so embarrassing!

First, he straightened the car lying on the ground and brought it back, then heard the emergency lane, turned on the double flash, and then sat in the car and began to observe the tattoos on his body.

It turned out that the tattoo on his body was black, no different from the tattoos on the ordinary market, but now the monster tattoo on his body has changed dramatically, and the black tattoo has turned blood red at this time.

And the thick white chill continues to emerge on the tattoo, and the white chill that flies out freezes part of the metal of the car, you can imagine how terrifying the cold is.

However, the cold air coming out of his body did not make Yang Yifan feel anything, but what made him feel bad was that the tattoo changed from black to red because of his blood.

Yes, now the blood in Yang Yifan's body began to rush to the tattoo on his chest.

"No, what's going on?" Yang Yifan was completely confused by the Soul Sword.

The sudden change only made Yang Yifan feel a little tingling at first, and the rest didn't feel anything.

Even now, the blood in his body is rushing to the tattoo without the slightest uncomfortable feeling, and if there is a feeling, it is the feeling of rapid blood flow.

The next moment, Yang Yifan hurriedly communicated with the Imperial Soul Divine Sword, wanting the other party to come out of his body, but to his surprise, now the Imperial Soul Divine Sword had lost contact with him, and he did not respond for a long time.

After several tests in a row, there was no effect, which made Yang Yifan start to panic, paralyzed, the Soul Sword would not be sucking Lao Tzu's blood.

The Soul Divine Sword itself is a particularly strange weapon that can even devour souls, so now Yang Yifan is not sure what the Soul Divine Sword will do to harm him.

Yang Yifan looked around through the window, which was not glassed, and found that there would be vehicles passing by from time to time, he didn't dare to stay too much on the highway, and immediately got out of the car and ran to a small forest below the highway.

If something happens later, the power of the Soul Sword is extremely powerful, and it will not be good if it causes any damage to the passing vehicles.

After coming to the grove, Yang Yifan immediately sat cross-legged and communicated with the Soul Divine Sword again, although he still couldn't communicate with the Soul Divine Sword as just now, but now he could feel the breath of the Imperial Soul Divine Sword.

It's getting stronger and stronger, yes, now the power of the Soul Divine Sword is growing rapidly, and the terrifying enhancement speed makes Yang Yifan's heart tremble, the Imperial Soul Divine Sword is getting stronger and stronger, will it explode in his body?

If this was the case, Yang Yifan had no confidence that he could resist the majestic power emitted by the explosion of the Imperial Soul Divine Sword, and he would be instantly blasted into a pool of flesh and blood by the powerful force.

Getting stronger and stronger, getting stronger and stronger, in just a few minutes, Yang Yifan could clearly perceive that the power of the Soul Imperial Sword had doubled as much as before, and this speed was really terrifying.

"Ahh When Yang Yifan was at a loss, suddenly there was a tingling sensation in his chest again, this time the stinging pain was even more painful than before, and in a few seconds, Yang Yifan's forehead was full of beads of sweat, which made him can't help but burst into tears.

In the end, Yang Yifan couldn't bear the pain in his chest, and his body suddenly fell to the ground, lying on the ground and rolling.

As time passed, Yang Yifan felt that things were getting worse and worse, because now it was not only pain, but the blood in Yang Yifan's body was frantically pouring into the tattoo, making the original black tattoo completely turn blood red.

"Imperial Soul Sword, get out of here." Now Yang Yifan can be 100% sure that it is the Imperial Soul Divine Sword that is playing ghosts, and now the Imperial Soul Divine Sword is absorbing Yang Yifan's blood.

This made Yang Yifan completely scared, now that the Imperial Soul Divine Sword was in his body, no matter how he used his true qi to drive away the Imperial Soul Divine Sword, he couldn't force it out of his body, if he let the other party let the letter absorb blood like this, it wouldn't take too long, and Yang Yifan would completely become a dry corpse.

Just when Yang Yifan was about to despair, suddenly the Soul Imperial Sword stopped absorbing blood and began to struggle in Yang Yifan's body to break out.

forcibly broke out of his body, bringing indescribable pain to Yang Yifan, and he now has the heart to die.

"Fuck the hell in Nyima." Originally, Yang Yifan thought that he had obtained a special treasure, but what he never expected was that he actually got a bad star in the end and wanted his life.

"Since you want to come up, then I'll see what you want to do." Yang Yifan's heart moved, and a majestic power emanated from his body.

I saw the tattoo on Yang Yifan's chest swaying slightly, as if someone had torn it off his body, and the painful Yang Yifan grinned and constantly insulted the Soul Sword.

Maybe it was caused by insanity, he found that the more he scolded, the more the pain would become, which made him hurriedly close his mouth and stop scolding this little ancestor, it was really fatal.

When the Imperial Soul Sword flew out of its body, I saw it spin a few times in the air like a big windmill, and then slammed into the ground, making a jingling sound, and the purple luster emitted from its sword body was very dazzling in the dark night.

No, it's all purple, but there's a hint of red mixed in with it, and the two colors look so beautiful when they are mixed together.

In the end, the two colors were completely integrated, and gradually turned green, thin as paper, crystal clear, as if carved by Baoyu, but Yang Yifan had no doubt about the sharpness of this sword.

It can be seen from the aura emanating from that body that this sword is sharper than before, and it is an insult to this sword to describe it as sharpening iron like clay.

It's just that what Yang Yifan can't understand is why this sword suddenly changed color?

And the sword seems to be even more powerful than before.

Just when Yang Yifan was sitting next to the Imperial Soul Divine Sword and pondering, suddenly a majestic energy emanated from the Imperial Soul Divine Sword, which made Yang Yifan instantly concentrate and watch, and when he saw the situation in the Imperial Soul Divine Sword, a trace of surprise appeared on Yang Yifan's face.

(End of chapter)