A verdant immortal weapon that was like a firework that did not eat the world stood straight into it, and it was presented in front of Zhao Hong's eyes so close that he could even touch it with his hands. Zhao Hong's heart began to beat violently, and at this moment, he even felt that the blood in his whole body was burning and boiling.

But he soon calmed down again, and he was sure that the thing in front of him was indeed the "Tiger Sword". When he thought of this, Zhao Hong immediately reached out and gently stroked the back of the emerald green tiger sword, and a feeling of tranquility and tranquility came to his heart, and Zhao Hong suddenly felt that he had never been so sober and peaceful for a moment.

Suddenly, Zhao Hong was shocked, he had been here for a while, why hadn't the next wave of purple lightning appeared yet?

He subconsciously looked back, but found that he was already standing on the top of the Thunder Mountain, and the thunder and lightning of the Thunder Mountain were still roaring, and the purple lightning still did not stop.

But the place where the "Tiger Sword" is located on the top of the mountain is so peaceful, it seems that those lightning and roars have nothing to do with this place at all, this is a completely independent world, like a paradise-like place. Zhao Hong's heart became more and more excited, and he also found that the aura here was completely different from the aura outside, the aura here was not only rich, but also pure, this was a truly independent world.

At this moment, Zhao Hong seemed to have some enlightenment, he sat down, and felt that even if he didn't cultivate, his ability to communicate and control the aura of heaven and earth was slowly improving and stabilizing.

This time Zhao Hong didn't take long to wake up, he looked at the Tiger Spirit Knife in front of him in shock, just now he hadn't practiced the "Alchemy Technique", he already had more insights, it is conceivable that once he has the Tiger Spirit Knife, whether it is for his own cultivation in the future, or to control the aura of heaven and earth in the future, how much bonus will he get?

"Young man, don't be too happy! Although you are lucky to have found the Tiger Spirit Knife here, it is still unknown whether you can collect it......" At this time, the voice of the old dragon in the ring seemed to be like a basin of cold water poured on Zhao Hong's body, making Zhao Hong suddenly wake up from his immersion in joy.

Zhao Hong was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "How do you say this?"

"The Tiger Soul Knife is seven feet six inches long, made of meteorites outside the sky fused with the blood of the Divine Tiger, the blade is made of tiger bones as the warp frame, and the meteorite essence is attached to it. With the fall of the Demon Lord Chi You, the Tiger Spirit Knife is no longer an ownerless thing, and if you want to collect it, you must be able to get its owner. Otherwise, even if you have a thousand pounds, you won't be able to move it, let alone drive it. However, since the Tiger Spirit Sword appeared here, I think the 'Kui Niu Drum' and the Kui Niu Demon Pill are also around here. ”

Zhao Hong stared at the Tiger Spirit Knife, and now when he heard the old dragon say this, he couldn't help but groan. It didn't take long for him to stretch out his hands and hold the top of the Tiger Sword, and he silently recited something in his mouth, wanting to pull out the Tiger Sword. But even though he exerted all his strength, the Tiger Spirit Knife still didn't move.

Zhao Hong raised his eyebrows, and a look on his face was really like this. Without thinking too much, he stretched out a finger with one hand, and a cyan flash of light flashed from his fingertips, and he gently pointed at the Tiger Spirit Knife. Then, he unceremoniously attacked with talismans of various attributes such as flame, extreme cold, and wind blade, and the result was the same, this tiger spirit knife was like hob meat, and there was no reaction at all.

In this way, an hour passed, and Zhao Hong had no way to collect the Tiger Sword. Annoyed, he punched the blade hard to vent his anger and muttered curses in his mouth.

Just as his fist struck the blade, he suddenly felt a pinprick-like pain in his fist, as if he had been pierced by something like a needle.

He was taken aback and hurriedly looked down, but at some point a small hole was pierced in his finger, and bright red blood flowed out of it. And the original fist hit the part, a sharp and abnormal thin thorn protruded, and there was blood stains on it, which was obviously the culprit.

You must know that Zhao Hong's physical body has been tempered for a long time, and its toughness is by no means comparable to that of ordinary monks, not to mention that he is fashionable and in the state of demon body protection, the toughness of the scale armor under his skin is far better than usual. In this case, it was easily punctured by a small thorn. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

And the next moment, Zhao Hong's face changed greatly, and he suddenly swung his wrist as if he had been bitten by a snake, wanting to throw his palm away from the Tiger Knife. But the Tiger Spirit Knife was like a magnet sticking to the iron, firmly sucking Zhao Hong's palm, so that he couldn't get rid of it at all. Zhao Hong only felt that the essence blood in his body was surging towards the Tiger Spirit Knife along the small hole in his fingers, and his face turned pale and abnormal in an instant.

Zhao Hong was greatly panicked, and when his mind was in a hurry, he hurriedly ran the "Soul Alchemy", and even he used the "Cloud Soul Knife" at the same time, wanting to cut off the connection between himself and the Tiger Spirit Knife. But he still desperately urged the curse to be decided, but he still couldn't stop it. In the blink of an eye, more than two-thirds of the essence and blood in his body were lost, and then it came to an abrupt end.

has lost so much essence and blood, that is, Zhao Hong is extremely strong, so he can barely support it. If you change to another ordinary monk, I am afraid that you will immediately lose your weight. But then again, if it were replaced with the essence blood of another monk, the Tiger Spirit Knife would probably suck people into dry slag, and it would not be able to meet its needs.

At this moment, the Tiger Soul Knife, originally emerald green skin, turned into a bright red color in a moment. Then, after a sharp wriggling, those lines on the surface of the blade turned into countless pale golden mystical runes, which were almost imperceptible to the naked eye alone, densely spread all over them.

At the same time, countless five-colored points of light appeared in the sky around Zhao Hong's body, and one by one moths surged towards the Tiger Sword, and the sound of "poof, poof" was endless, and it was actually the Tiger Dao that was constantly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth around it.

Just when Zhao Hong looked at the vision in front of him in surprise, the emerald light flashed at one end of the Tiger Soul Knife, and the Tiger Spirit Knife, which was covered in bright red color, slowly converged its light and returned to its original emerald green again. One end of its slender blade suddenly turned into a shimmering blade.

This blade is unusually shiny, and the surface is as smooth as a mirror, but in the center of the blade, there seem to be rows of strange and unusual pale golden runes, looming. And it turned out that the upper part of the tiger knife was punched by Zhao Hong, but at this moment, it turned into a knife handle, and Zhao Hong just held it with one hand. All this made Zhao Hong a little dumbfounded.

"Is this the Tiger Soul Knife recognizing me as the master? Yes, I already have Chiyou's essence blood in my body, just now the Tiger Soul Knife absorbed my essence blood, presumably it recognized my bloodline, and connected with my bloodline......

Zhao Hong thought so in his heart, but he couldn't help but be a little happy. Although he had lost most of his essence blood, it would be worth it if he could get the Tiger Spirit Sword to recognize the master, but he didn't expect it to be so smooth.

Now that he has been recognized by the Tiger Sword, it should not be difficult to collect the Tiger Sword. Thinking of this, Zhao Hong decided to strike while the iron was hot and probe his soul sense into the Tiger Soul Knife.

But just when Zhao Hong was about to collect the Tiger Spirit Knife while rejoicing, he suddenly shouted "not good" again, and his face immediately sank.

At the same time, a sharp pain that seemed to tear his head in half came, and Zhao Hong only felt that his soul consciousness was rapidly devoured by the Tiger Spirit Knife. At the same time, this space seemed to be stimulated by something, and after an earth-shattering loud noise, the entire Thunder Mountain suddenly shook violently.

Zhao Hong, who was frightened, could not take care of the severe pain of his soul consciousness being devoured, and almost subconsciously drove the Tiger Soul Knife, wanting to include the Tiger Spirit Knife in the "Witch Heart Origin". Zhao Hong only felt that the surrounding scene was blurry, and what he saw was full of blood red, and then there was a whirlwind in his mind, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

I don't know how long it has been, but Zhao Hong finally woke up leisurely. He only felt that there was darkness in front of him, and immediately tried to open his eyes with great difficulty, but he felt that his eyelids were heavier than Mount Tai, and he didn't open them at all. This time, Zhao Hong was surprised. He felt as if he was lying down, and immediately wanted a carp to sit upright, but again, not a finger moved.

Zhao Hong's heart sank, he could barely hold back the severe pain, lifted a trace of his residual soul consciousness, and hurriedly looked inside the various conditions of his body. It turned out to make him smile bitterly. Now not only did he lose most of his essence and blood, but his soul consciousness was almost gone, and there was only one-twelfth of him left. And the reason for all this is just that he wanted to collect the Tiger Spirit Sword not long ago.

With so much soul consciousness consumed just by collecting it, what would it be like if he were to use the Tiger Spirit Sword in the future?

Zhao Hong checked the "Witch Heart Origin" again, and found that the Tiger Spirit Knife was standing in it, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. His heart was tumbling, both frightened and secretly lucky!

However, after knowing the bad condition of his body, he felt much less panicked in his heart. Neither the essence blood nor the soul sense is a fatal injury. As long as you practice diligently and rest for a few months in the future, you will be able to recover as before. And if you miss the opportunity to receive the Tiger Sword, you don't know when you will have to wait for the next time.

Thinking to himself in his heart, Zhao Hong was still lying quietly. Although his eyes were not open, and his soul sense could not be released, he could still tell from the wet air and the slightly salty breeze that he was in a swamp somewhere in Razor. The underside of the human body is unusually soft, but it seems to be a land of water and grass. And the four seem to be quiet, he can be in this place safely, at least he should be out of the dangerous place on the Thunder Mountain.

Could it be that he received the Tiger Spirit Knife and caused himself to be teleported to another place by the formation on the Thunder Mountain?

There were some doubts in his heart, Zhao Hong thought about it, and became a little worried. Now that he is still in the land of Razor after all, with his current situation, I am afraid that an ordinary thunder or wind blade will be enough to kill himself. But now, both physically and physically, he couldn't move, so he could only lie silently like this.

Under this complex psychology of both worry and luck, I don't know how long later, a certain finger of Zhao Hong's arm moved slightly, and it seemed to have regained a trace of strength. After another half a day, his eyelids moved, and he barely opened a thin slit in his eyes.

A light blue sky suddenly entered his eyes, and he didn't see the purple lightning in the sky, Zhao Hong exhaled lightly, slowly opened his eyes completely, and finally felt at ease.

After a few more hours, Zhao Hong's neck could twist, and he could swing from side to side to see where he was clearly. It is like a small valley, with low hills on three sides and narrow exits on the other. The entire valley was only about a hundred zhang wide, and he landed right in the middle of the valley.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he struggled to sit up, but immediately made him clench his teeth in pain. Only then did he realize that the muscles in his body had already become sore.

But I can finally move!

A smile suddenly appeared in Zhao Hong's eyes, and he slowly sat up with his hands on the ground. But before his smile was fully revealed, he couldn't smile anymore.