Chapter 117: The Sixteenth Summoning

In the screen, the white summoned eyes are in the center of the screen, and the gaze of the pupils is staring directly at the person.

Chen Xi tilted his head and turned his body to the left side of the camera.

The pupils of the summoning array on the screen shifted slightly, and their eyes were firmly fixed on Chen Xi across the screen.

What is the purpose of this summoning array staring at him?

From the first time he played this upgraded version of the summoning array, Chen Xi was thinking, what was the summoning array thinking?

Every time he saw the eyes of the summoning array, Chen Xi always felt that it had a mind and was not a dead thing.

Of course, when it is wiped by the anomalous ability, the weirdness disappears without a trace.

This time, Chen Xi went further, far away from the screen, and sent Xiao Ash to see the screen.

Little Gray came to the tablet and saw that the pupils of the screen were not staring at the camera, but staring in the other direction.

The direction of it is north-west, slightly raised by more than 30 degrees.

Chen Xi didn't know where the thing was staring, so he sent Xiao Ash into the second secret room to look at people from its angle.

After a while, Xiao Ash entered the second secret room, and the summoning array did not look at Xiao Ash, and Xiao Ash stood at the angle of the summoning array's eyes and looked at the wall.

Chen Xi looked at Xiao Ash's perspective in the first secret room, and his face changed slightly.

That direction happened to be where Chen Xi was, with a thick wall in between.

Chen Xi's face darkened, and he walked into the second secret room, and the eyes of the summoning array immediately turned, and his gaze focused on Chen Xi again.

With his mouth closed and his hand holding the black card, he asked in a dark whisper, "Why are you staring at me?" ”

The summoning array did not say a word, and there was no function to answer.

"Isn't there a showdown yet?" Chen Xi asked again.

The summoning array slowly closed its eyes, not wanting to pay attention to Chen Xi.

Chen Xi took advantage of its closed eyes, hurriedly reached out and touched it, and the hand of the brush turned abnormal, and the pattern of the summoning array changed greatly, and the scarlet color appeared, and the strange feeling of being watched disappeared without a trace.

Eight candles burned with red flames, and the pure darkness surrounded the place, and there was no way to live.

Without white pupils staring, Chen Xi's heart was much more stable.

This time it's red, red represents murderous brutality, but this time the target of the summon is the sword.

The sword is a murder weapon, and a sword that is not fierce is not a good sword, especially with the arrival of the supernatural era, the fierce sword is a sharp weapon to kill the enemy in wartime.

So how about summoning a sword that is ferocious and can slash spirits at the same time?

The spirit of slaying here refers to supernatural creatures, such as ghosts.

Chen Xi pondered for half an hour before, preparing a summoning spell in two directions, one in the red direction and the other in the blue direction.

As for the green summoning spell, that summoning array didn't use the summoning spell, so there was no green version of it.

Regarding the red direction, Chen Xi wanted to summon a sword spirit.

The sword spirit is not the body of a true sword, but the soul of a sword.

The concept of sword spirit has appeared many times in it, but Chen Xi believes in the introduction in "Don't Play Summoning".

"Don't Play Summoning" once mentioned that there is a sword mound of the old sword saint in the Nirosse continent, which is the place where he buried the sword and the tomb of the sword, and every sword is the old sword saint's lifelong treasure.

At the time of thousands of years, a large number of sword spirits were born in the sword shrine, and these sword spirits were tired of the days when there was no sunlight and never fighting, and they left the sword shrine one after another and went to the world.

When the first formed sword spirit was born, countless sword weapons sounded to themselves, flew out of their hands, and circled around the spirit.

That day shocked the world, it turned out that the sword returned the sword spirit.

After everyone studied it, they learned that the sword spirit can be possessed to other sword weapons, increase attack power, and at the same time have a personality, understand swordsmanship, stronger than a person, and the more they fight, the stronger they become, the sword body is damaged, and it is attached to another sword and continues to sharpen.

Someone once said that the sword spirit is the result of the super evolution of the sword weapon, and in Chen Xi's words, it is explained that it is from a monkey to a human, a super evolution.

The first method of harnessing the sword spirit is swordsmanship, and only those who are rich in swordsmanship can obtain the appreciation of the sword spirit.

The second method is to have a sword technique that the old sword saint has never used in his lifetime, which will attract the sword spirit to be impressed and get additional appreciation.

"A sword spirit from an unknown world."

"Born in the sword mound, the sword can slash supernatural creatures, and only has the strength to hurt people slightly, you who were just born."

"Answer my call."

"There's a ferocious sword-like creature waiting for your challenge."

After Chen Xi finished speaking, the summoning array began to ignite scarlet flames, soaring and burning.

The ferocious sword-shaped creature that Chen Xi was talking about was the Death Red Shadow, and the Death Red Shadow was pressed into the shell space, just using it to sharpen the sharpness of the sword spirit.

He knew that the summons summoned by the Red Summoning Array were basically brutal by nature, and in the face of this brutal sorrow, it was a good idea to counter violence with violence.

Moreover, Chen Xi focused on the characteristics of "newborn" and "slight injury strength", and limited the power of the sword weapon to an acceptable range, which was easy to tame at birth, especially violent taming.

After a while, Chen Xi sensed a strong aura of sword intent, and just by looking at it, he could generate infinite sword weapon fantasies.

It was a world of swords, countless broken swords were inserted into the grave, and among them, a translucent sword-shaped soul flew out of the sky, surrounded by a strange black mist, and began to cross borders.

Chen Xi held his breath, his mind poured into the Tibetan Lake Bei, ready to swallow the sword into his body at any time.

First of all, the first step is to remove the debris from the Tibetan lake shells, including the black sculptures.

After the black sculpture came out, the red shadow of death inside was motionless, lying in the shallow lake and pretending to be dead, every eye was closed, only bubbles came out from time to time to prove that it was breathing, not dead.

Two seconds later, there was a click in the sky above the summoning array, revealing a black crack.

Chen Xi sensed a violent aura, and at the same time it was very immature, and it seemed that it was a newborn sword spirit.

When a translucent sword tip appeared in the crack, the Tibetan Lake Bei opened its small mouth and sucked the sword into the shell body space.

After that, the crack slowly closed, but Chen Xi hadn't relaxed yet, guarding against possible accidents later, such as another sword spirit?

The crack began to close, closed eight centimeters, five centimeters, four centimeters, three centimeters.

At this time, a sudden change occurred!

An extremely thin sword shadow came out of the crack, and the tip of the sword was blood-red, colorful, and slightly transparent, with a strong killing mood as soon as it appeared.