Chapter 8: Confession of the Lord

"Alright, let's begin the confession ceremony. "Ah, do you still want a ritual, let's start then!"

Luo Haotian said.

The Divine Sword, emitting golden light, floated quietly in front of Luo Haotian.

At this time, Zhu Shenjian said slowly in a solemn and simple voice: "My name is Zhu Shen, and now I recognize you as the master, and I will live my life, and you will not be destroyed and I am here." ”

As soon as the sound of Zhu Shen's voice fell, a golden formation appeared at Luo Haotian's feet, exuding a dazzling golden light, surrounding Luo Haotian and Zhu Shenjian in the middle of the formation.

And Luo Haotian, who was in the golden light, didn't seem to see the golden light around him, his eyes kept staring at the Zhu Shen Sword, and he still didn't move.

It's not that Luo Haotian was dumbfounded and stunned.

Instead, he felt the excited sound of the Divine Sword.

At that moment, he slowly raised his right hand and grasped the hilt of the sword engraved with the runes.

At that moment, thousands of golden lights were squeezed out from between Luo Haotian's fingers!

Enveloped the entire first space of the Heavenly Ring.

The moment Luo Haotian held the hilt of the sword, he suddenly felt a sense of blood connection with the Divine Sword!

It's as if he's a sword.

His whole body surged, as if he could split the heavens and the earth with a slight swing of his sword.

With a sword in hand, I have it in the world!

This is the thrill of absolute power.

Luo Haotian didn't revel for too long, he said in an extremely solemn tone: "I, Luo Haotian, now take the god as the sword, and for the rest of my life, the sword is in the people, and the sword is dead." ”

As soon as the words fell, a trace of golden light emitted from the blade of the Divine Sword, which swept over Luo Haotian's wrist, like cutting tofu, cutting a hole.

Luo Haotian's blood slowly flowed down the hand holding the sword.

The blood slowly flowed onto the Divine Sword, as if it had been sucked in.

"Huh, this, this is the power of devouring? This kid's blood is actually the power of devouring. Haha, I can devour it like creation. ”

Zhu Shen was pleasantly surprised.

However, at this time, Luo Haotian could not hear it.

In the next second, all the light disappeared in an instant.

I saw that there was a trace of bright red on the yellow blade of the Divine Sword.

Luo Haotian still maintained the posture of holding the sword, and at this time his wound had healed.

At the same time, somewhere in heaven and earth.

"Hehe, husband, the gods have recognized the Lord. ”

A very sweet voice rang out.

"Well, that kid, I'm optimistic about him. ”

Another voice rang out, calm but majestic and powerful.

"Confessing the Lord has succeeded. You, Luo Haotian will be my new master in the future. ”

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