When he was about to go out the next morning, Jiang Shan discovered something strange.

There was a sword hanging on the wall near the gate of the wooden house, and the whole sword was wrapped in cloth, and the sword could not be seen.

"This is?" he muttered softly, trying to slow down as much as possible without waking Nie Xiaoxiu, walked under the wall, and took the sword off the wall.

An incomparably intimate feeling spread to Jiangshan's heart through the cloth.

He became more and more curious, and gradually lifted the cloth slowly, and soon revealed the sword body of the "Huangquan Sword". Everywhere you see is the extremely complex and mysterious tens of thousands of lines on the sword's body, and those lines do not emit red light at this time, although it looks a little dizzy, but there is not too much shocking feeling.

Jiang Shan only thought that this was the carving on the sword, but no matter how hard he tried to look at it, he couldn't see what those lines were engraved.

The whole sword body is yellowish in color, there are spots of rust in many places, the blade does not look sharp, and there are even a few small gaps in the middle of the sword, which is obviously broken by the rest of the weapons.

There are three words "Huangquan Sword" on the sword surface, which are also rusty, but the strokes are quite lawful, and it looks ancient.

Jiang Shan looked at it several times, and this sword didn't seem to have anything special except for a groove that opened a long distance from the blade. There are also several small round holes in the groove, and such a design makes Jiang Shan have to wonder if this sword will be broken all at once because of these redundant designs.

This "Huangquan Sword" will naturally not be broken so easily, because Jiang Shan still remembers this sword in his memory.

He still remembered the dazzling red light, the extremely complex lines, and the strange sound that passed through the grooved wind holes, as well as the black gas gushing out with the strange sound and the dry bones that made people's scalps explode.

The "Huangquan Sword" is definitely not ordinary, and it will definitely not be as vulnerable as it is now.

After that, the memory was completely blank, but it was the limited memory that made him have an inexplicable awe of this sword.

The red light on the sword, and the strange sound that seemed to summon a spirit, all looked extremely evil.

His intuition told him that the "Huangquan Sword" was not a legitimate thing.

Jiang Shan was silent, his hand was on the sword, and an extremely cold feeling instantly reached him, indescribably comfortable.

The coldness on the sword was somewhat similar to the spiritual power cultivated by his "Demon Derivation", and in addition, there was also a faint aura that connected him to the "Huangquan Sword", making him reluctant to let go of this sword.

Jiang Shan tried to run the "Demon Derivation Decision", and a surging spiritual power suddenly flowed towards the sword like a flood of floods, and it was too late for Jiang Shan to take back the spiritual power.

The wooden house suddenly shone brightly, and a dazzling red light emanated from the sword's body, and thousands of red lines lit up together, and a small stream of red air like blood flowed towards Jiang Shan's hand extremely quickly on each line.

Jiangshan's crystal wrist is also a red line entanglement, and for a while, the sword and the red line on the hand are connected together, and they can't distinguish each other for a while.

"Dangchang", Jiang Shan shouted "ah", and he was shocked, the sword had fallen from his hand and fell to the ground. The tip of the sword pointed downward, and the entire sword body instantly sank into the ground, leaving only the hilt of the sword. The dazzling red light disappeared suddenly, Jiang Shan looked at his wrist in shock, and those red lines slowly receded, gradually returning to normal!

"What's going on?"

Jiang Shan was shocked not only by the strangeness of the "Huangquan Sword", but also by the extreme abundance of his spiritual power.

Nie Xiaoxiu had already been woken up by the noise, and saw Jiang Shan standing by the door in a daze, as if he had no intention of going out.

She rubbed her somewhat red and swollen eyes before she said, "Aren't you going out today?" Okay, just teach me to cultivate later!"

Jiang Shan shook his head, pointed to the "Huangquan Sword" and said, "What's going on?"

The strangeness of spiritual power will be put aside for the time being, and this sword will be clarified first.

He couldn't figure out how this "Huangquan Sword" suddenly appeared in the cabin, could it be that he brought it back when he was unconscious?

Even he could see that it was not a legitimate thing, so how could Bai Qingling and Wang Gudao not see it, why did they allow themselves to bring the sword back?

When you were unconscious, you held on to it, and you didn't know what magic it was, so you were reluctant to let go!"

Jiang Shan was silent, Nie Xiaoxiu's words were in his expectation, he had never seen this thing in person, so he naturally didn't know its strangeness, thinking about the incomparably intimate feeling before, as well as those red threads connected to the sword body, needless to say, something must have happened when he was unconscious.

"Huangquan Sword" He didn't dare to take it anymore, if he made something abnormal, such an evil soldier appeared in a human cultivation sect like Sword Valley, it was hard to guarantee that it wouldn't cause any trouble.

asked Nie Xiaoxiu to wrap the sword again and hang it on the wall, and Jiang Shan went straight out.

Soon, when they arrived at the "Hundred Wine Valley", Lu Qian and others were there.

Jiang Shan could feel that except for Lu Qian, the rest of the people seemed to be a little afraid when they looked at him.

As soon as he said it, Bai Qingling came back safely as he expected, but Lu Qian also revealed that he didn't come back with the disciples of Sword Valley, but was taken away.

Looking at the methods of that senior, it must be a certain senior master of Sword Valley, Senior Sister Bai will definitely not have any trouble.

Jiang Shan was a little relieved.

And when it came to the "Huangquan Sword", Lu Qian also changed color a little, and his speech was a little squeaky, not as refreshing as before.

Jiang Shan was a little displeased, Lu Qian saw him look like this, poured some wine, and endured to tell what happened that day.

Jiang Shan knew that he had lost consciousness again, and when he thought of the strange cold aura, he knew that it must be that thing that was doing the trick again, but according to what Lu Qian said, the power seemed to be too amazing.

The hundreds of millions of dry bones, the ghost shadow shrouded in black gas, needless to say are inseparable from the "Huangquan Sword".

So, could it be that his last shocking sword was also affected by the combined effect of the "Huangquan Sword" and the cold spiritual power?

The entire black qi almost covered half of the sky, and a sword split through several miles of waterways, all kinds of signs showed that he was by no means normal at that moment, coupled with the fact that the "Demon Extraction Decision" could almost be confirmed to be a demon exercise, Jiang Shan's back couldn't help but sweat coldly for a while, and a bad premonition appeared.

Could it be that at that time, he fell into the devil under the dual effect of the "Huangquan Sword" and the cold spiritual power?

If that's the case, it would be terrible!

He didn't have the slightest perceptual response, and he couldn't predict what he would do.

At that time, he was afraid that he couldn't be called a person at all!

The last sword, if someone hadn't saved the white girl, he must have even chopped her together!

A sense of fear instantly rose from the bottom of his heart, and Jiang Shan's face turned a little pale.

I only felt extremely disappointed in myself, and for a while I had some gains and losses. Originally, he was extremely determined to cultivate the "Demon Derivation Decision", but at this moment, he was a little shaken.

Almost reluctantly, he rushed out of the "Hundred Wine Valley", and he didn't know when he returned to the hut where he lived, and even Nie Xiaoxiu's call was not heard at all.

I looked at the grove from the time I came back, and before I knew it, I was standing until dusk.