Looking at the resentful ghost that pounced, the expression on my face remained unchanged, and my left hand suddenly pinched out a magic seal, pointing at the resentful ghost from afar, "Duh! ”

The air seemed to suddenly become viscous, and the ghost's body was also shaken, and then his movements suddenly slowed down a lot, and taking advantage of this opportunity, I suddenly raised my foot and stomped down in the rich white light!

"Boom!"

With a dull sound, my feet were suddenly filled with dust, and the whole foot was already deeply sunk, the concrete floor cracked inch by inch, and the ghost disappeared completely.

After solving the trouble under my feet, I didn't hesitate, and stepped out lightly and came to the front of the ghost, and the peach wood sword slashed like lightning, directly splitting the ghost in half from the middle.

The ghost quickly retreated in a scream, its dark eyes full of tyranny, and as it fused back into one in the distance, it lunged at me again.

"Boom!" I smiled coldly, and spat out a syllable in my mouth, only to see the resentful ghost that was rushing over suddenly burst out of my body with a rich thunder light, completely drowning it.

However, after all, this resentful ghost has reached the level of a powerful ghost, and it is not as easy to kill as it was just now, and I don't expect to be able to destroy the enemy with one move, so when this resentful ghost has no strength to struggle, I suddenly turned around and killed the resentful ghost that Song Hao was facing.

At this time, Song Hao had also solved the foot, wholeheartedly dealing with the erratic ghost in front of him, as if he saw me coming to help, Song Hao pinched the magic trick to fix the ghost, and I cut the ghost in half from behind, and then Song Hao activated the small words on the bell again, and directly scattered the ghost ghost.

At this time, my resentful ghost also reacted, but with Song Hao's help, I stepped forward to kill it without much effort.

After dealing with these ghosts, I didn't stop at all, and rushed towards the place of execution, which was like a ghost in the dark underground.

Coming to the side of the wall, I suddenly plunged my mahogany sword into it, and then gently picked it up.

With a bang, a palm-length broken blade was suddenly picked out of the wall, and although it had been so long, the broken blade was still as clean as new.

But this broken blade was just the beginning, and then I kept wandering around, finding the broken blades from the walls, the ground, and the top of my head, and as I moved, my feet even began to vibrate slightly.

Finally, I stepped on the seven-star position, pinched the magic trick in my hand, and the peachwood sword was held in front of me, and shouted loudly: "The toad absorbs water, and the corridor is reversed!" ”

"Buzz!"

I don't know if it's an illusion, after I finished saying these eight words, Song Hao on the side suddenly felt that his feet were spinning all of a sudden, and that feeling was like ordinary people spinning in place many times, and as a result, he felt that the earth was churning and the world was spinning.

But Song Hao can be very sure, that is, he did not move in the slightest, and everything just now seemed to be an illusion, but it was not an illusion.

"Wood is born with water, and soil is overcome with wood!"

My feet spun rapidly, this time no longer seven star steps, but nine steps, drawing a circle, and when I returned to the end, the mahogany sword in my hand was inserted straight under my feet.

"Earth, open!"

With my last shout, the ground in front of me suddenly rumbled apart in both directions under an invisible force.

At this time, on the ground, the prisoner who was originally basking in the sun suddenly felt a vibration under his feet, and after being slightly stunned, the crowd was in an uproar and began to run chaotically, and screamed loudly in his mouth, and some even cried.

The office building just across the road has no movement, as if they are in two completely different worlds.

In the midst of the chaos, the alarm in the prison whined.

Lin Ze, who had been waiting at the entrance of the underground, also felt the vibration under his feet, looking at the dark passage in front of him, with a worried look on his face, he clenched his fists several times and wanted to rush in, but thinking of Song Hao's confession before, he could only grit his teeth and endure it, but even if his feet shook badly, he didn't have any thoughts of escaping, as if he wasn't afraid at all.

And underground, I looked at the slowly cracking earth with a solemn face, and when the earth cracked, a terrifying evil aura swept away in a violent manner.

And because I was standing next to the rift, I bore the brunt of it, and I was hit by this evil spirit.

In an instant, I took a few steps back with a pale face, and even stepped on deep marks under my feet.

"Roar!"

Immediately after, a roar sounded directly in my heart, and in an instant, a giant white tiger appeared in my mind, with white eyes, a king's symbol, thick limbs stepping in the air, and a cold and ruthless gaze looking at me, and full of tyranny.

I didn't even have time to react when I saw the white tiger open its mouth, and an invisible roar instantly overwhelmed my sanity, and at this moment, I stood there as if I had lost consciousness, without thoughts, without spirit, like a vegetative person.

"Zheng!" Just as my spirit began to sink, suddenly a sword sound sounded in my head, and the sound that had been raging in my mind suddenly dissipated like a tide.

And my spirit, which seemed to be scattered, reunited, and after my consciousness returned, my first feeling was a sharp pain in my head, although it was not as good as the previous one, but it still made me frown in pain.

Then I looked down at the peachwood sword in my hand, although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I was sure that the sword sound in my head just now was the peachwood sword.

The peachwood sword, as a magic weapon treasured by the old way, is certainly not simple, and now I am more sure of this, I tried to pass on a grateful thought towards the peachwood sword, but I actually got a response, it was a very faint fluctuation, although almost imperceptible, but it was clearly existing.

It's just that I don't know if this fluctuation has just occurred, or if it has been a long time, but this undoubtedly marks that the peachwood sword has moved towards a spiritual weapon, and when one day, it can really manifest, which means that it has officially become a spiritual weapon.

I didn't care about sharing the joy in my heart, so I looked straight towards the crack, and the white tiger that had just transformed in my mind was the target I was looking for this time.

Although it had just manifested, it could be seen from being forced back by the Peachwood Sword that it had not yet fully reached this realm, and it had only barely reached it with the help of a sudden burst of evil energy.

And the reason why it can't wait to deal with me is probably because I sabotaged its promotion plan and made it fall short, so all the anger was directed at me.

I saw that in the depths of the crack, a square altar, a blood-red knife was inserted there, and above the altar, ravines crisscrossed the place, and there was black matter left in it after the blood had dried up.

As if sensing my gaze, the broadsword began to buzz and vibrate, as if it was roaring angrily, but it was not yet fully revealed, and the blow just now was its last struggle.

To put it bluntly, a magic weapon is always just a magic weapon, and as long as it does not reach the spiritual weapon, most of the time it can only be slaughtered by others.

If I hadn't stopped it just now and let it activate the death curse and destroy all the criminals on it, then it would have ascended to the sky with the help of a huge amount of resentment and death qi, and it would have completely manifested itself and become a spiritual weapon.

At that time, Song Hao and I had only one way to escape, otherwise even the peachwood sword would not be able to save me a second time.

"What a fierce knife." Song Hao came to my side and couldn't help but praise when he looked at the blood-red broadsword on the altar.

"What? Interested? I looked at Song Hao and asked.

"There is interest, but I can't control it for the time being, besides, it's your credit, it belongs to you." Song Hao shook his head, his eyes were clear, and there was no greed.

The magic weapon is moving, but it also depends on what kind of magic weapon, if it is a magic weapon that cannot be used, then there is no need for this, sometimes the one that suits you is the best.

"Just break it up, isn't it?" I smiled and said nonchalantly.

"Break up its spirituality?" Song Hao's eyes widened and he looked at me as if he didn't know him, "Don't you know how rare it is to have a spiritual magic weapon?" As long as the opportunity comes, it can be transformed into a spiritual weapon, you know, it is a spiritual weapon. ”

"I interrupted its promotion earlier, do you think it will be of use to me? Rather than fighting back at that time, it is better to directly disperse the spirituality, even if there is no spirituality, it is also a top-notch magic weapon, and since it can be born once, it may be able to be reborn in the future, and the spirituality that you have cultivated is the most suitable for you. I smiled and said with a look of see-through.

"Forget it, it's your business anyway, you can make up your own mind." Song Hao originally wanted to continue to persuade, but when he saw my eyes, he understood that I had made up my mind in my heart, that is, I would never allow the spiritual existence of this magic weapon.

As for the sentence that he could exchange this spiritual magic weapon for two or three top-notch magic weapons, he didn't say it again.

"Buzz!"

Perhaps it was because I was going to break up its spirituality, and the big knife stuck in the altar shook even more.

"If it's not for me, how can I keep you?" I smiled coldly in my heart, the reason why I decided to break up its spirituality is not only this reason, but also that this kind of spirituality is watered with blood, cultivated with countless human lives, and produced by absorbing infinite anger, if you come into contact with this spirituality for a long time, it will definitely affect yourself.

And there is another reason, I have already found that the spirit is also generated in the peach wood sword, although it is still very weak, but with the slow cultivation, there will always be a day when it will grow, so that I don't have time to cultivate another magic weapon at all.

It is very difficult for a magic weapon to produce spirituality, in addition to its own conditions, there are also opportunities, but if it is said that it is very simple to break up spirituality, at least it is much simpler than generating spirituality.

And it just so happened that I had a way in my mind to break up the spirituality of the magic weapon!