The next day, the sun shone into the deep valley and was shining on Jing Hao, he couldn't help but stretch and open his eyes.

He was still on that altar, and he was shocked to find that the aura around him was actually a little thicker, and the realm he had just advanced to yesterday seemed to be loosening.

He stood up, and the black greatsword on the entire altar was still very eye-catching. He had tried yesterday, tried to pull out the black greatsword, but failed. Today he feels really good and wants to give it a try.

He walked over to the greatsword and grabbed the hilt of the greatsword with both hands. It was only then that he noticed that the hilt of the sword was engraved with a big, quaint character -- burning! The word dragon and phoenix dance, but the lettering reveals an obscure meaning, which is not something that Jing Hao can understand now.

Clench your hands and take a step back with your left foot, straining hard. The result was not unexpected, and it still didn't pull it up. Jing Hao took a deep breath, and there was a look of gloom on his face that could not be concealed, after all, this was just a sword, and he used all his body to cultivate in vain. You must know that his arms in this realm, to say the least, have the strength of a thousand catties.

This was a unique idea that came to his mind - to inject heavenly power into the sword body through the hilt. Since he had an idea to implement, Jing Hao immediately put away the decadence just now, clenched the hilt of the sword again, and used the heavenly power in the dantian. The power of heaven instantly rolled like a great river, making the dried meridians fill up at once. Concentrate all the heavenly power mobilized on your hands.

Burst!

Tianli smoothly entered the hilt of the sword, Jing Hao breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that this brother still ate Tianli. But the next moment he was confused. He found that all the heavenly power he had injected was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no trace of it.

Is it too little?

Jing Hao had such an idea, and immediately increased the amount of heavenly power injected. But this is the quaint black giant sword, like a bottomless pit that can never be filled, devouring all the heavenly power. The sweat on Jing Hao's forehead came out, I said big brother, you eat so much, you can also fart.

But the next moment he was stunned, this giant sword immediately turned against the guest, and took the initiative to devour Jing Hao's heavenly power, Jing Hao's heavenly power disappeared quickly, as long as two breaths, all his heavenly power was sucked up, he found that the giant sword was useless to stop, his body stood upside down directly, only his hands were still tightly grasping the hilt of the sword, he found that his life was also disappearing, his black hair, immediately turned into white hair, a delicate face, also instantly aged, wrinkles directly covered the whole face, and the skin became very dry, as if it could pick up the skin.

But at this time, the giant sword returned his vitality again, and his appearance, hair, and skin instantly returned to their original state.

Burst!

The white hair of the giant sword was already terrifying, and the sound also contained amazing energy, and Jing Hao was directly blown upside down and flew out. He reacted immediately, turned over in the air, and planted a in one fell swoop.

Jing Hao stood up and immediately touched his face, "Oh mom, it's okay, it's okay, Lao Tzu's handsome face is not bad." "Immediately, it was an exclamation. Only then did he come back to his senses and realize that the "culprit" was still comfortably there.

His expression immediately became vigilant, and he slowly leaned over.This is the black and simple sword body of the giant sword flashing with a trace of red light, although it is only a trace, but it is still caught by Jing Hao's astute eyes. "What's that?" Jing Hao asked himself in his heart. This was the sword body flickering again, and suddenly a human-like light and shadow appeared in front of Jing Hao's eyes. "Hell!" Jing Hao shouted loudly. The light and shadow muttered to himself, not even noticing that anyone was frightened by him. His murmuring voice was hoarse, vicissitudes. "The boundless falling trees are falling, and the rivers and lakes are also vast. Now a thousand years have passed, and the black hair has turned white and the heart is old. This was a wave of his sleeves, and the constantly flickering light around his body gradually dimmed, and his face was also presented in front of Jing Hao's eyes.

It was a special face, a pair of eyes shooting cold stars, two sword eyebrows like paint, like a knife chisel and axe carving, miraculous workmanship, but the eyes and body were dull, otherwise it was definitely a perfect face that no one could match.

He turned his eyes and saw Jing Hao, his figure was stunned, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Jing Hao's eyes in just half a breath. You must know that Jing Hao is dozens of feet away from the altar, but he has arrived in a blink of an eye, which shows that his cultivation is terrifying. I saw the corners of his mouth rise, and he smiled at Jing Hao, and said, "Someone who is destined, is it you who injected heavenly power into that sword?" Jing Hao nodded subconsciously, in his opinion, this was just an inconspicuous action, but he was extremely excited.

After he saw Jing Hao nodding, the sluggishness in his eyes was immediately replaced by ecstasy, the corners of his mouth rose even more, and he actually smiled as happily as a child. "Haha. He laughed, "Thousands of years of loneliness are finally coming to naught." The ending laughs again. Jing Hao seemed to hear something from his words, so he asked cautiously, "Senior, are you imprisoned in the sword?" The man looked at Jing Hao and replied, "No, I volunteered, but I was forced by the situation at that time." "Oh. Jing Hao replied. He didn't ask any more, but ended the conversation with interest, because he knew that such secrets were not accessible to him with his current strength, and knowing too much would lead to trouble. There was a glimmer of approval in the man's eyes, but only a hint of approval.

"Ahem. The man coughed twice, bringing Jing Hao back from his thoughts. tidied up his non-existent clothes again, and said, "Get to know me anew, my name is Shangguan Yan, you can call me Yan." "Jing Hao." Jing Hao stretched out his hands in a friendly manner, and when he was about to shake the other party's hand, the other party withdrew his hand. It was only when he realized that Yan was not human. As soon as he saw Jing Hao's expression change greatly, he knew that it was because of himself. Immediately laughed heartily and said, "I'm not a human, I'm the sword soul of that sword." As he spoke, he pointed to the black greatsword. This made Jing Hao breathe a sigh of relief, he thought that no matter how powerful the sword soul was, it was only a sword soul, could he compare to me? But he didn't know that although the strength of the person in front of him was less than one ten-millionth compared to his life, it was enough to kill him.

"Boy Jing Hao, today for the sake of you letting me see the sky, I will give you a gift. Then he laughed again, mysteriously. Jing Hao's heart suddenly became hot, how could there be garbage in such a gift from such a strong man, this may be a big opportunity for him. "Let's go. Yan turned and floated in the direction of the altar. Jing Hao followed. Coming to the altar, Yan pointed to the sword, turned his head and said, "Oh, this sword is." Jing Hao's fiery mood just now immediately cooled down, and a wry smile appeared on his face, "Yan, I've tried." , I can't pull out this sword at all, how can I take it away, it's hard to bring it, and you want me to take it away with the altar?" Yan looked at him like a fool, and said angrily: "Isn't this still me, with this sword soul to help you, why can't you take it out." Jing Hao suddenly realized. Hurriedly said, "Then what do you say, I'll listen to you." "Take out your dagger and slash your fingers so that your blood will flow all over the blade. Then you can get it out. Yan said very relaxedly. Jing Hao's eyes were so shocked that they were about to come out, "You let me drain it full, such a big sword, you are going to kill me." I don't want to die so early. "Then you can do it, it's not what I want anyway." He turned and disappeared into thin air.

"Inflammation, inflammation. ”

Jing Hao shouted loudly. But no one answered. He took a deep breath, he had already thought that this decision could be related to his fate, it could make him the supreme powerhouse of this world, or it could die here and fall. However, opportunities coexist with dangers, and there can be opportunities without danger. He took out the dagger that had killed many people from his waist pocket and took another deep breath. Place the dagger on the palm of your hand. The palm of his hand instantly cracked an inch-sized opening, and blood continued to gush out. Jing Hao hurriedly dripped the blood onto the sword, and an incomparably faint red light suddenly flashed on the black sword. As soon as Jing Hao saw that it was effective, he increased the output of blood. As the blood continued to flow out, the red light on the sword's body flickered more and more.

Half an hour later.

Burst!

Jing Hao couldn't hold on any longer, after this moment of blood output, he had already shed a third of the blood, his face became more and more pale, and finally fell directly backwards, and his body also fell heavily to the ground. As the blood sprinkled the entire sword, the red light on the sword's body bloomed again, and the rich red light directly filled the entire valley. At this time, the air fluctuated, and Yan's figure appeared in the air again. Yan's hands were trembling constantly, as if because of excitement, and his eyes were also full of excitement, he came to the giant sword, stroking the sword body, the giant sword seemed to feel that this was something with him, and the sword body emitted a sword sound.