Everyone couldn't wait to leave, Yang Qitian also carried the little guy back to his room, gently put the little guy on the bed, and Yang Qitian began to study his own weapon.

Yang Qitian flicked lightly at the sword body, and immediately made a crisp sound, and the sword body actually trembled by itself, seeing this, he closed his eyes and began to refine this sword with a blue body.

Gradually, Yang Qitian entered a state of silence, and his mental power began to penetrate into the sword body, and suddenly, a great murderous aura rushed to his face, Yang Qitian broke out in a cold sweat, gritted his teeth and resisted this murderous aura.

Such a strong murderous aura, in a weapon that had just been synthesized, this made Yang Qitian a little puzzled, and gradually Yang Qitian found that these murderous auras were somewhat familiar, and this murderous aura seemed to belong to one of the hundred best immortal weapons before, called the Demon Devouring Sword.

"I see, after synthesis, it has the special properties of the previous synthetic materials. Yang Qitian nodded, very satisfied, if this murderous aura was used properly, as long as his sword was unsheathed, that terrifying murderous aura would be enough to scare off many enemies who didn't know what to do.

The blue sword body was buzzing, Yang Qitian knew that he had successfully refined part of the sword body, and the next thing was to awaken the weapon spirit in the sword body, this is a growth weapon, every piece has a tool spirit, this is the most surprising place after Yang Qitian knew that the little guy had this ability.

The production of a machine spirit requires countless genius earth treasures to brew, and it also depends on timing, environment, time and place, all of which are indispensable, and the little guy can actually synthesize the machine spirit hard. It can be seen how strong that Chaos Tai Chi Refining is.

Yang Qitian found that the sword had not reacted at all from the time he recognized the master to the present. I can't help but feel a little strange, while once confessing the Lord. They are all directly linked to the host, and they cannot be separated at all, otherwise it will hurt the heart.

The blue sword began to emit a dazzling blue light from the entire sword body, and the light was as dazzling as a snowflake. Yang Qitian obviously felt that he was about to communicate with the machine spirit, and in Yang Qitian's sea of consciousness, he had already discovered the existence of the machine spirit, which was an invisible blue mist, hiding on the tip of the sword.

Yang Qitian's mind let go. Like a big bad wolf, he tempted: "You are the spirit of this sword, I am your new master, don't struggle, I will refine you immediately, you will be my comrade-in-arms in the future, let's fight side by side, okay?"

Hearing Yang Qitian's voice, the blue mist trembled, took a few steps forward, and then retreated. There seems to be some hesitation.

"Obediently, come to the master, eat fragrant and drink spicy. Yang Qitian continued to work hard to tempt the machine spirit, if it weren't for the fact that he saw this machine spirit having an autonomous consciousness. Yang Qitian almost forcibly refined.

Suddenly, Yang Qitian stood in place, because. He heard an incredible voice. "No, no. I didn't open it, Mommy didn't come back. I'm going to be eaten by you. ”

"What!!" Yang Qitian was so frightened that he almost went mad, is this still a machine spirit?

"Nima, the talking machine spirit, did I hear it wrong!" Yang Qitian suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his face, and found that he was not dreaming, so he immediately closed his eyes again, and his divine sense penetrated into the sword body.

Yang Qitian was a little uncertain in his heart, but with a hint of anticipation, the machine spirit could speak, which definitely meant that this machine spirit was extraordinary.

"Did someone speak just now?" Yang Qitian's divine sense penetrated into the sword body, and he shouted with his divine sense on the sword body.

A blue mist slowly moved forward a few steps, and Yang Qitian also saw it, knowing that it was a machine spirit over there.

"yes, that's what I was talking about, ah, mom is back. ”

The spirit mist body trembled again, Yang Qitian was a little dumbfounded when he heard what the spirit said Mother, and his divine sense checked the back of the sword body, and he was immediately shocked.

Yang Qitian thought that today was his day of great luck, and he found that on the other side of the sword body, there was actually a larger machine spirit than before, and one weapon could produce two machine spirits, which made Yang Qitian very happy.

The role of the machine spirit is very important, and the conscious machine spirit can control no less than 100 weapons that are lower than their own, and can also greatly increase the power of the weapon.

What is the concept of these two machine spirits, Yang Qitian doesn't need to think about it to know, if one machine spirit is the main attacker, and the other is the main defense, and he has a set of powerful sword skills, it is really invincible.

At that time, Yang Qitian's casual sword move would definitely be a joint attack of ten thousand swords, and the power of one sword could split the sky!

Yang Qitian calmed down and whispered to the blue mist, "Eh, that's your mother?"

Hearing this, Lan Wu trembled again, and then a voice came out: "Yes, I was separated from my mother's body, and my mother asked me to guard the back of the sword body, and she went to the front." ”

Yang Qitian was stunned, is this Nima still a tool spirit, it is simply a demon, for that big group of instrument spirits, Yang Qitian is even more looking forward to it, I really don't know what circumstances will produce such a mutated weapon spirit, once or two.

Immediately said to do it, Yang Qitian directly enveloped the entire sword body with his direct mental power, and the large weapon in front of him was threatened, and retreated from the front to the side of the small fog.

Xiao Qiling said: "Mom, there was a voice talking to me just now. ”

"Collect!!" Yang Qitian saw that the two machine spirits had gathered together, and he couldn't miss the opportunity, so he immediately recited a divine trick and trapped the two machine spirits together.

The big and small instrument spirits began to struggle, and Yang Qitian was slightly weak when he saw this, and his own methods didn't seem to be very glorious.

The big machine spirit didn't think that he was plotted by someone, and when he heard the words of the little machine spirit, he said to the void: "Human, I know that our child and mother machine spirit will be controlled by you again, I hope you can treat us well." ”

Yang Qitian said strangely: "Are you a machine spirit or not, weishenme has an independent consciousness, or is it so clear." ”

"Yes. Not really, you guess?"

The great instrument spirit dropped a suspenseful word. Suddenly, the small instrument spirit bag was fused together, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Yang Qitian immediately had a new feeling for the sword in his heart, because he had succeeded in refining.

But Yang Qitian didn't have a trace of surprise on his face, but looked a little heavy, this son and mother serial instrument spirit was too weird, and he actually left a sentence that made people guess.

It's a pity that Yang Qitian didn't know it, because the child and mother weapon spirit had been subsumed into the sword soul, and the sword intent was blue all over, and what was new was the all-silver sword body, and there were two words 'silver bell' engraved on the sword body.

"Lewd?" Yang Qitian was dumbfounded. Isn't that weird, Silver Sword?

seemed to be dissatisfied with Yang Qitian, the word 'silver bell' suddenly melted away and became 'son and mother', Yang Qitian knew that this must be modified by the child and mother instrument spirit, and was secretly surprised.

Yang Qitian raised his sword and swung it a few times, making a roaring sound, gently slashing through the space, and even a trace of spark could be seen. It can be seen that the sharpness is extreme. "Okay, I'll call you Zimu Sword in the future!"

"Look~~~" Zimu Jian trembled, as if he was willing to accept the name, Yang Qitian touched his nose. Take out a set of daggers from the realm ring, because the Zimu sword is only three inches, and say that it is a sword. It's not so much a dagger.

But the Zimu Sword ignored Yang Qitian, and Yang Qitian only saw a silver light emitting from the hilt of the Zimu Sword. Under his stunned expression, the hilt of the sword turned into a flute. The body of the sword actually began to lengthen, reaching a length of about two meters, and with a 'whoosh', it turned into a ray of light and shrank into the flute.

Yang Qitian smiled bitterly, he will bring a flute in the future, is it difficult to pretend to be a personable flute boy, but he paid more and more attention to the sword of the son and mother, and a sword could be like a transformer, which made Yang Qitian very happy in his heart.

"I'll go, it's too good, but I like it!" Yang Qitian took the flute and turned it around, and smiled, obviously very satisfied with the performance of the Zimu Sword.

Inside the sword body, the little instrument spirit saw Yang Qitian's obscene smiling face, and said dissatisfiedly: "Mom, this new master is so good." ”

The Great Instrument Spirit replied: "Yes, human beings are hypocritical, and they have strong vanity, and they are very competitive, and we will satisfy his vanity, and only then will we regard the sword as our own in the future." ”

"Well, I see. The little instrument spirit trembled, Yang Qitian didn't know that his performance had been despised by the child and mother instrument spirit.

I saw Yang Qitian tidy up his makeup, took out a set of white costumes from the boundary ring and put them on his body, fastened his belt, and then walked to the mirror again, and took a stinky fart.

"En, that's good, it looks like the master is quite gentle. Yang Qitian touched his cheek and muttered narcissistically.

After everything was sorted out, Yang Qitian picked up the little guy and left the room, there were few people in the hall outside at the moment, it seemed that during the departure of Yang Qitian and a few people, they had almost eaten here.

Yang Qitian bypassed the hall and came to the courtyard to the east, which was the residence where the king of the world arranged for everyone, except for Yang Qitian who was alone in the west chamber, everyone else was here.

As soon as he came to the courtyard, he was shocked to find that at this moment, the sword qi was emitted everywhere here, and a different aura of the spirit appeared in each room, Yang Qitian secretly said that he was negligent, but fortunately, this is not the cultivation realm, nor the immortal realm.

Otherwise, such a breath is emanating, I am afraid that it has long been remembered by people with a heart, the value of the instrument spirit, that is not something that can be measured by immortal crystals, of course, in Yang Qitian's opinion, the most important thing is the little guy.

Looking at the little guy sleeping in his arms, Yang Qitian smiled helplessly, this guy is only afraid that he will be more sleepy than Qing'er's wife.

Yang Qitian sealed with one hand, marking a simple isolation barrier for this courtyard, and then walked to the door of the old man's room and knocked on it.

"Oh my God, come in. The old man's happy voice came from inside, which showed that the old man was in a very good mood at the moment, and it seemed that the old man's instrument spirit had also been successfully refined.

Sure enough, Yang Qitian had just stepped in, and a cyan sword was facing the tip of Yang Qitian's nose, Yang Qitian was sweating profusely, the old man was really playful.

Yang Qitian sweated and said: "Old man, I'm worried about going crazy." (To be continued......)