The two stayed in the Japanese wind for more than ten days. After a fierce battle, the effect of sitting and cultivating was extremely good, and both of them felt that their strength had improved. After repairing the flying sword and armor, Gao Yue was there to think about the results of the Star Misty Array, while Ye Ziluo took out the "Cold Mist Sword" that had been with him for a long time, although the Moonlight Sword had good qualifications, but the material was limited, no matter how much cultivation ability was placed there. And after Ye Ziluo digested the Chaos Force several times, his strength faintly had a feeling of breaking through the Tribulation Period, and after encountering such a powerful beast, this feeling was even stronger.

The eldest brother said that the Moonlight Sword was no longer suitable for his strength, and suggested that he could try to refine the Cold Mist Sword.

The Cold Mist Sword was once the sword of the Demon Emperor, and it was almost impossible to say that there was no sword spirit in the sword. But later, the Cold Mist Dark Sword was changed to an immortal sword by the Empty Silence God, and this kind of complete transformation of nature, I don't know how the Empty Silence did it. However, the change of the origin power will inevitably lead to a devastating blow to the sword spirit.

Yes, the Cold Mist Stygian Sword is still a good sword, but compared to before, the level has dropped by more than a few layers.

The Cold Mist Sword is pitch black all over, the tentacles are slightly cool, and the hilt of the sword is engraved with several lotus flowers that are either blooming or budding. There was a mist floating in the handshake.

Ye Ziluo's divine sense probed in, and it was full of complicated formations and a faint cold mist that even people like Ye Ziluo who had seen a variety of formations felt dazzled, but there was no shadow of the sword spirit.

Ye Ziluo used the flame of the true element, and the flames burning from the nebula cluster were milky white, with silver, gray, orange, black, cyan and other colors interspersed, refining the cold mist sword from the outside in.

Gradually, the white immortal qi inside the Cold Mist Sword was replaced by the Chaos Force, and the color of all the formation lines also changed.

Ye Ziluo's divine consciousness kept staring at the inside of the Dark Sword, following the direction of the Chaos Force, and unconsciously, his divine consciousness was led into an undiscovered formation, and in the center of that formation, there was a bright red water droplet.

As soon as Ye Ziluo's consciousness touched, he felt a wonderful intimacy of flesh and blood.

At first glance, he remembered that when he picked up this fairy sword, he had dripping blood to recognize the master, so this red drop of water was mostly his blood.

Dripping blood to recognize the Lord, there are few such ways to recognize the Lord with magic weapons in the cultivation realm, but in the Demon Realm, the weak eat the strong, advocating force, and if a good magic weapon wants not to be snatched away, or to ensure that it is not snatched away, it is usually used in this way.

In this case, Ye Ziluo deliberately injected a little more Chaos Force into the blood droplet, according to his thoughts, the first layer of insurance is a drop of blood, and the second layer of insurance is the characteristic of the Chaos Force, so no one should be able to snatch this sword.

Not to mention whether his idea was whimsical or not, Ye Ziluo's bit of Chaos Force was naturally absorbed into the blood.

Of course, since it was sucked in by the magic weapon, that drop of blood was no longer pure blood.

It took a lot of effort to change the Cold Mist Dark Sword from the inside out to the Chaos Force, with Ye Ziluo's current spiritual power, it will not appear like before, and it will be sucked dry with a swing of the sword, and after practicing the sunset sword technique, Ye Ziluo only felt that the more he made it, the more comfortable it was, the fairy sword released a strange brilliance throughout his body, which was the same color of light as the Force in Ye Ziluo's body, gentle and heavy, and complex in composition.

When the last sword was finished, Ye Ziluo suddenly felt a kind throbbing from the hilt of the sword to the palm of his hand, and in an instant, this fairy sword seemed to come to life, the sword body trembled slightly, and let out a "buzzing" low groan, and the cold light was shining.

Gao Yue sighed and said, "Ziluo, quickly test with your divine sense, the sword spirit of your sword seems to be alive!" ”

When Ye Ziluo heard this, he used his divine sense to explore the entire fairy sword again, this time he really saw the different phase, his drop of blood beads, conjured up a hazy human form, that person's long hair was draped on the ground, and the robe was slowly belted, looking at the outline, it was a bit like the image of the Demon Emperor's body that Ye Ziluo saw in the Nine Lotus Divine Array.

Gao Yue smiled: "That's right! This sword is made by the Demon Emperor, and it is normal to generate a sword spirit, which is similar in appearance to its owner. But this sword spirit is a demon by nature, and his power was washed away by the gods, and he lost his life without dying, and it was a fluke to survive. He is still very weak now, Ziluo has to take care of it, and infuse him with some Chaos Force from time to time, well, also, your natal essence blood is also a good thing for him, the last time he sucked blood from you, you haven't cultivated yet, and the blood really has no quality at all. ”

"Understood." Ye Ziluo bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood glowing with a faint white light onto the sword. The sword body was full of brilliance, and the blood quickly seeped into the sword.

I saw that the sword spirit absorbed this drop of natal essence blood, and the outline was immediately much clearer, isn't it just that there are three points like the Demon Emperor? There are also three points, which look like Ye Ziluo.

The sword spirit did not wake up, and his posture changed to sitting cross-legged.

Ye Ziluo retreated, although it was only a small drop of natal essence blood, it was no less exhausting than fighting with a strange beast. Ye Ziluo had to sit down again and retreat.

The quenched Cold Mist Dark Sword, the black sword body is covered with light blue and light gray lines, showing a bit of quaint and heavy, and there is a little less cold and fierce atmosphere. This is the cold mist sword that really belongs to Ye Ziluo, and it is connected with Ye Ziluo's heart, and it is included in the body, attached to the spirit tree, and breathes the chaotic force with the spirit tree.

Ye Ziluo sat down, Gao Yue released Xiao Momo, Xiao Momo is the first time to come to Hefeng Zhai, the strong spirit and fairy spirit here are very appetizing to it, it swims left and right, happy. Later, when he saw the lake that surrounded it, he plunged into it as soon as he was happy, and the lake was full of swirling holy water, the miraculous water of heaven and earth.

Gao Yue couldn't help but be a little worried, but it was obvious that his worries were unnecessary. Xiao Momo swam very happily in it, and from time to time sprayed water at Gao Yue with his nose, humming a small song "humming and chirping". Prisoner cattle are naturally elegant and joyful.

Seeing it like this, Gao Yue became interested, took out his guqin and played it beside him.

Xiao Momo is worthy of the name of the prison cow, dancing when he hears the music, shaking his head and shaking his head is very cute.

At the end of the song, Xiao Momo swam back to Gao Yue's palm, looking like he was going to sleep.

In the circle of swirling holy water, for Xiao Momo, a race with a strong bloodline and a thousand-year lifespan, the benefits were unexpected, and unconsciously, the little prisoner cow who had only been born for a short time had inadvertently undergone a rebirth, and its talent and qualifications had far surpassed those of its kind.

However, at this moment, in Gao Yue's eyes, he just felt that Xiao Momo's milky yellow skin seemed to be more delicate and white, and he had a small belly full of lake water, and that's it.