However, after thinking about it, Pang Shiyuan felt that it was really unlikely that the remnants of the thousand-year-old zombies would survive.

If the remnants of a thousand-year-old zombie are really alive, it has a better option than vertebrae. For example, the most suitable skull, and the largest sternal skeleton.

Besides, the Stygian Sword only absorbed a little bit of bone powder from the vertebrae, how could it absorb the remnants of the thousand-year-old zombies.

Therefore, if the Stygian Sword really has a sword spirit, then this sword spirit will only be a self-generated sword spirit.

Thinking of this, Pang Shiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He could finally look at the Stygian Sword with confidence, and he had some more expectations in his heart.

If the Stygian Sword really produced a sword spirit, then he would make a lot of money.

After absorbing the blood of the two blood clans, the color of the black cloud sword pattern and the red silk sword pattern on the Stygian Sword became darker and more agile.

In the past, when he carefully observed the sword bodies, he would only feel them surging and swimming inexplicably from time to time. But as long as he is a god, all this movement will disappear. It is what it should be.

But now, he didn't even need to look at it to feel the spirituality of the Black Cloud Sword Pattern and the Red Silk Sword Pattern that had developed spontaneously from the inside out. It seems that the black cloud sword pattern and the red silk sword pattern are ready to move at all times.

However, no matter how drastic the changes on the surface were, it was not enough to move Pang Shiyuan.

What Pang Shiyuan really cared about was whether there was really a sword spirit in the Stygian Sword, and if there was a sword spirit, whether the sword spirit really came from the thousand-year-old zombie remnant soul - although the possibility was infinitely small.

Holding the sword body with both hands, the internal force circulated in the Stygian Sword, and his mind entered the sword body with the internal force.

This kind of dependence of the mind and the internal force go hand in hand. Pang Shiyuan can only do it after the integration of martial will. In other words, I want to cultivate a sword spirit. At the very least, you have to reach the martial arts realm of martial intent.

And there is no internal force flow that follows the mind, which is called raising a sword.

As soon as the mind entered the Stygian Sword. Pang Shiyuan immediately felt the difference.

In the past, there was an emptiness in the Stygian Sword, like a blank piece of paper, which could be called pure and immaculate. Although, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't leave a trace on the white paper-cultivating the sword spirit, Pang Shiyuan could feel the dustlessness of the Stygian Sword.

But now, the Sword of the Shadow is full of negative emotions such as tyranny, hunger, bloodlust, anger, hatred, desire, and wanton behavior. As soon as Pang Shiyuan's mind entered the Shadow Sword, he had the most direct contact with these negative feelings.

It was like he had let go of his mind and invited others in.

Obviously, this is not a beautiful experience.

In the blink of an eye. The negative feelings of others become all their own negative feelings.

Pang Shiyuan felt that his thoughts had never been so tyrannical, thirsty, bloodthirsty, angry, hateful, and lustful......

He wanted to expel these negative emotions that he would never welcome, but he found that this was not what he wanted to do at all - his martial arts could do nothing about them.

Then, he felt more and worse negativity coming from the Stygian Sword, and Pang Shiyuan felt that his mind was falling.

And with the depravity of his heart, he found that his feelings were Xù, and his hands and feet seemed to be something wrong.

He suddenly wanted to do something to vent these crazy negative feelings.

"Maybe. It's a good idea to do something violent, out of line. ”

"That's not right! How could I have such thoughts? Could it be that the Stygian Sword is really a magic sword, and it is really affecting my sanity? This thought made Pang Shiyuan realize that the situation was very bad.

But by the time he realized it wasn't good, it was really bad.

Pang Shiyuan wanted to let go of the Stygian Sword. But he found that the Stygian Sword was like a part of his body, and he couldn't shake it off at all.

No, it's not that you can't get rid of it. It's that he can't get rid of the idea of getting rid of it in his mind.

And without the idea of getting rid of it, how could he do it?

Pang Shiyuan realized. The situation is going in the worst direction. One is not good, maybe there will really be a disaster result of sword control zhì people!

But Pang Shiyuan, who was heading towards disaster, was no longer shocked by the sudden attack of the negative situation.

He calmly got up from the couch. Walk towards the balcony.

His movements were very natural, Yi Qiē looked normal, his thoughts, his movements were completely autonomous, as if he was not affected by the Stygian Sword at all.

But in his hand, he still holds the Stygian Sword!

Pang Shiyuan didn't think about it, and he didn't think about why he didn't let go of the Stygian Sword, but thought that he was going to use the Stygian Sword to do something.

And this idea of his was not hindered in any way.

So, he moved.

He jumped off the balcony again.

When he jumped down, Pang Shiyuan felt a sense of wanton and reckless pleasure.

He knew that only a strong man like him could act so recklessly, and he could do such an action that ordinary people could not hope for.

That feeling of being on top, it's really good, it's good!

Once again, he heard the constant exclamations, but he didn't care, and he was even interested in reaching out to greet the faces of the silent sea.

Finally, he fell to the ground.

Pang Shiyuan, who fell to the ground, completely ignored the horror of the people on the ground, he just walked to the lawn in front of him and began to play the Daishan sword technique.

In Pang Shiyuan's eyes at this moment, these mortals didn't need to care at all.

Daishan swordsmanship is a set of quite pure swordsmanship, dignified and awe-inspiring.

And what he lacks now is dignified and awe-inspiring.

The constant flow of negative emotions had almost completely suppressed the positive thoughts in his heart.

What he appears to be at this time is a very different person from the usual him.

More free and willful, and more high-minded.

At the beginning, Pang Shiyuan couldn't play the dignified and awe-inspiring atmosphere of Daishan swordsmanship at all. On the contrary, there are some bells and whistles and quick success.

Obviously, this is the result of the negative emotions in his mind that are directly reflected in his swordsmanship.

A simple set of Daishan swordsmanship, he was beaten with some bells and whistles, and it looked very good.

Obviously, this kind of appearance was appreciated by onlookers. The applause soon rang out.

For ordinary people, beautiful swordsmanship is good swordsmanship.

Pang Shiyuan's expression was a little complacent, and he used his swordsmanship even harder.

But deep down, Pang Shiyuan's feeling was far less than the expression he expressed.

He knew that his current swordsmanship was not the real Daishan swordsmanship at all. It's just plausible, bells and whistles.

But he wasn't in a hurry, he just continued to perform swordsmanship one move at a time. (To be continued......)