For machine spirits, the best body is naturally their body. But now, the lower half of this sword spirit is missing, and it is impossible to retrieve it in a hurry.

And even if you take 10,000 steps back, it really takes a lot of trouble to get it back, and the price you need to pay to completely restore it to its original state is quite huge. The slightest carelessness may even backfire.

Therefore, in this case, the best solution is naturally to find a new body. It is better for this body to have an incomparably strong bloodline, talent, and even a strong plasticity. In other words, it's best that its cultivation realm is not too high, so that it is easy for you to control it.

And all these requirements, Long Haotian's physical body in front of him is perfectly in line. At the same time, he also has such a world of his own. The sword spirit could feel that it had four times the speed of time flow here, and there was also an incomparably powerful cultivation environment. For it, it was a dream, as if it were a gift from heaven!

"What a strong force!"

Watching the sword spirit approaching step by step, Long Haotian's expression became more and more solemn.

Even if he was the master, he still found that the power he could call on now could not completely suppress this sword spirit. At the same time, the sword spirit that had recovered his mind was obviously no longer very afraid of the vain star phantom beast.

"Xinyue, you leave quickly!" Long Haotian waved his hand, and a gap suddenly appeared on the barrier, "You go to Tianyue Valley to take shelter for a while!"

"In vain!" Sword Spirit sneered, "As long as I control you, this world is mine!

"Leave it alone, Xinyue, run away!" Long Haotian shouted angrily, and his body suddenly stopped in front of the girl.

Lan Xinyue didn't say much, she knew that if she didn't leave, she would definitely distract Long Haotian.

The sword spirit saw the girl's essence and understood her value, but at this moment it did not chase it. After all, in its opinion, the inner world will also be in its bag now, and there is not much difference between getting a girl a moment earlier and a moment later.

"It's not impossible to be your host!" Long Haotian tried to make himself appear calmer, "It's just that there are some questions, I want you to answer me!"

"Why should I answer you?" the Sword Spirit sneered.

"If you don't answer me, I can destroy my body now. And then the whole world will collapse as a result. At that time, even if you are lucky enough to survive, you are destined to never find a physical body that can defeat me. Are you really willing to do this?" Long Haotian said very calmly.

Sure enough, these words suddenly made the sword spirit become serious.

Indeed, Long Haotian's physical body was too perfect, and it didn't believe that it would be able to find a more suitable physical body than him in a short period of time. Just as a warrior needs a suitable age to smelt the star, there is also an optimal time period for a reborn machine spirit to take it away. Once it has passed, the effect will be greatly reduced. This sword spirit doesn't dare to make such a big gamble.

So, seeing that it was in power, it restrained its domineering aura and said coldly: "Okay! I can answer your question." But you'd better keep your word, or if you hurt yourself, I won't let go of your friends, especially that delicate girl!"

After possessing the mind, this sword spirit also began to know how to check and balance.

"Yes!" Long Haotian nodded, "As long as you answer me truthfully, I will promise to be your host!"

After that, he directly pointed to the sky as an oath, and finally said, "How?

"Okay! Happy!" Seeing that Long Haotian made an oath, this sword spirit no longer doubted, "Say, what question do you want to ask this saint?"

"Who is your master, and why can I see both the sword technique and the shadow of the sword technique in your moves?"

"Master......" Originally, Long Haotian thought that this sword spirit would either answer comfortably or refuse when he heard his question, but unexpectedly it fell into deep thought.

After a while, he shook his head helplessly and said, "My swordsmanship is my master, but his actions are unfathomable, so I have never seen his face."

"As for the knife technique, my impression is even more vague. But according to my master, I used to be a butcher's knife, but then the butcher's knife was destroyed. It was my master who collected all the fragments of it, and then built the body of my current holy sword. ”

"Well, it seems to be exactly what I guessed!" Long Haotian said secretly, and then he asked, "If your master appears in front of you at this moment, will you still recognize it?"

"Don't say that he appeared in front of me, as long as he appears within a hundred miles of me, I can feel it!" said the sword spirit, slowly approaching Long Haotian and said, "How? What else do you want to ask? If not, fulfill your oath!"

"Oath...... Oh, okay!" Long Haotian smiled faintly, and opened the door of the consciousness space in the center of his eyebrows very calmly, "If you have the ability, just let the horse come!"

Sword Spirit didn't expect Long Haotian to be so happy. However, it was not a suspicious temper, plus it was absolutely confident in its holy soul, and it didn't believe that with Long Haotian's soul power, it could still turn over the sky.

Outside the Cultivation Valley, there was a look of despair in everyone's eyes. If Long Haotian is controlled like this, then only death awaits them. However, the area around the valley now was imposed by Long Haotian with a powerful barrier, and they couldn't cross it at all. Even his own shouts could not be heard at all.

"Very good!" Sword Spirit sneered, "A little refreshment, you can save a lot of trouble! Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, this saint can still retain a trace of your thoughts." When the strength of this saint is restored, if you have any unfinished hatred, this saint can complete it for you, and this is not a disadvantage to you!"

"Is this true?" Long Haotian asked.

"Of course, Ben Sheng has always been true to his word, and there is no reason to regret what he says!" said the Sword Spirit with an oath.

"Okay! come on!" Long Haotian said, sitting cross-legged, and the center of his eyebrows was full of light.

The sword spirit's eyes flashed with greed, and it restrained the excitement in its heart slightly. The next moment, I saw it turn into a ghostly black shadow, and it disappeared into Long Haotian's eyebrows in an instant. And above the ground, a black and swarthy broken sword was left.

The light in front of him finally faded, and the sword spirit looked around and found that his holy soul was now located on an extremely empty field. At the same time, it vaguely felt that the atmosphere here was somewhat unusual.