The magic sword manifested, faintly surging into the sky, the sword body had a spirit, stained with blood and did not disperse, at this time turned into a pitch-black demon shadow, the body was illusory, standing under the red maple forest, and walked towards Zhu Ningxin.

"Demon Spirit in the Sword!"

The sword has a spirit, and the spirit becomes a demon due to the six sources of resentment, hatred, sorrow, fear, anger, and desire, which is called the demon spirit.

The demon spirit is the carrier of negative emotions, and the real spiritual consciousness in the sword body has been impregnated, that is, the fairy sword, the divine sword, and after being impregnated, it will also turn into a demon spirit.

When casting the magic sword, it is the same way, which is why the demon path casts the demon soldier with the blood sacrifice of the human spirit, the human emotion is the richest, and the demon soldiers that can be born are also more powerful, and the abilities are different.

At the time of the blood sacrifice, it is the last moment of man's life, at this time, the human heart will burst out with unimaginable power, and the emotions in it, anger, despair, fear, resentment, hatred.... These are the nutrients of the magic sword, and they are necessary to become a sword!

Immortal Dao point sword spirit, if not people become sword spirits, then like Taizhen Mountain, with 49 days of pregnancy, reciting the Taoist scriptures every day, the meaning of the immortal road and the three clear qi into it, into the spirit of nature;

The spirit in the sword needs to be artificially lit, or after a long time, it is conceived independently, not a sword spirit is cast, unless the casting is used for a hundred years and thousands of years, and it has experienced the earth, water, fire, and wind wheel casting, which can turn into a little spiritual sense, a good example is "Ba Shui", this sword casting is born a little sword intent spiritual sense, but it is not a sword spirit, if it is hard to say, it is just a little instinct close to the "Tao".

The demon spirit swung its long sword, attracting surging demonic energy. However, the dominant one is the sword body itself, which is only an illusory shadow manifested, and has no substance.

Li Qinghe pointed a little finger, and the Zehe sword on his back came out of the sheath, turning into sword light, only shrinking a hundred zhang in an instant, splitting the magic sword.

The weapon was cut in two, fell to the ground with a clatter, and there was no movement, but it was completely "dead", and within a moment or three, a black gas in the weapon turned around slowly, spewing out white smoke like water meets fire, and disappeared directly.

"The steel-grade blade is also considered to be the best among many buried swords, but unfortunately, my Zehe sword is already a weapon with a hundred folds, and it is only steel, and it does not enter the real stream. ”

Zehe sword trembled lightly, let out a low sword groan, Li Qinghe held the sword, and the fire of the sword yang at the fingertips of Zhu Ningxin beside him beaten, emitting a faint but chilling breath.

Airplanes!

The ground broke, and another ancient sword appeared from the soil, this time it was a fairy sword, the sword spirit was not visible, but the long sword itself was emitting a hazy light.

The immortal sword master is dead, this sword is buried in the ground, today I feel the sword yang qi out, but it is angry, because the sword yang qi disturbs its long sleep, so it triggers the sword qi and kills the front.

This soldier exudes brilliance, the sword realm is already the ultimate in steel, at this time, a sword fell, blocked by the Zehe sword, the force was extremely heavy, making Li Qinghe's wrists slightly numb.

The fairy sword hit to no avail, and then became angry, the sword body trembled violently, as if there was a monstrous anger that could not be vented, and at this time he found an outlet to vent, and suddenly went crazy. The long sword turned, and it was another sword slashed, not looking at Li Qinghe and Zehe swords, but just aimed at Zhu Ningxin's eyebrows.

Li Qinghe pointed a little finger, and a sword qi stirred, shaking the fairy sword open, this sword circled in the sky, and descended again, this time it was the heavenly spirit of Zhu Ningxin.

It was another little bit of sword qi, and this fairy sword was shocked again, but it was indomitable, just aimed at Zhu Ningxin and killed, completely ignoring Li Qinghe.

After a few rounds, the Zehe sword slashed down, bringing up the three-element heavy water, and shattering the fairy sword. The fairy light on the sword body disappeared, and it returned to the sky, and the sword fell to the ground, the tip of the sword was inserted into the soil, and it fell under a red maple tree, and the broken handle fell on the ground and was buried by the maple leaf.

The sword woke up, and at this time it was extinguished, and the sword spirit turned into nothingness, and finally got what it wanted, and slept forever.

Zhu Ningxin thanked Li Qinghe, the qi of the sword yang at his fingertips was not extinguished, and he still walked firmly towards the front, not far away, and suddenly another red maple exploded, so the sword light raged, and he saw an ancient sword born.

After a struggle, the sword was broken by Zehe, fell into the earth, and the spirit returned to the sky and scattered. At this time, Li Qinghe thought in his heart: If you don't move the sword qi to attract a little sword yang, the three long swords that were born at this time are all spiritual swords, and those spiritless swords are still buried in the soil, even if they have reached the prototype of the human immortal treasure and are a hundred folded divine soldiers, they have never manifested from the soil, so if you look for it, you should always be able to see the sword that walks on the mountains and rivers.

At this moment, the third sword had just fallen, and the fourth sword was suddenly born, and the demonic aura was monstrous, and sure enough, it was a true sword with a spirit.

Fighting like this, and the sword also came out of the nine handles, all of them were destroyed at this time, the sword body was shattered, Li Qinghe was also frightened, until the ninth sword came out, this grappling time has been a lot longer, and the sword is actually a real human immortal treasure!

At that time, there was a fierce battle, and the sword of Zehe was almost broken. At this time, Li Qinghe was angry in his heart, and he said in his heart Fortunately, the immortal treasure had been decayed, and there was no sword master to control it, so the power was greatly reduced, and the sword spirit was ignorant and chaotic, and he had lost his judgment, so he was destroyed.

"Boom!"

I didn't even have time to think, at this time, Zhu Ningxin's heart crossed the aura, and suddenly put away the qi of Jianyang, but I heard an earth-shattering sound of landslides, and the rocks flew, like rain falling to the earth, and the red maple trees all over the mountains fell, and then I heard countless sword groans that shook the vastness!

The sword yang qi is broken, and at this time, a divine sword is manifested in the mountain, and the breath is vast and boundless, and there is almost the power of the earth immortals!

The divine sword came out, and the sword was not able to find the yang qi, but it trembled suddenly, and then, under its summoning, the bright sword brilliance erupted from the earth, stone and mud, and countless long swords roared out of the sky, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun!

Those long swords came, all hanging under this sword, and suddenly crossed over, and all the hilts of the swords went towards the divine sword that was almost comparable to the earth immortal, trembling slightly, as if bowing!

"It's... Be...... Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect!"

Li Qinghe was shocked, but when he saw the appearance of the divine sword, he was shocked!

Zhu Ningxin only felt the surging power of the divine sword, but he didn't know the reason, he only felt that the yang energy was like a dragon, mighty and mighty, sweeping away all the dirty and demonic obstacles, and the sword that was born at this time, regardless of the immortals and demons, was respected!

The sword body was five feet five feet long, the whole body was transparent, the cold light was like snow, and a blood line in the blade of the sword went from bottom to top, reaching the tip of the sword, like cinnabar red blood, in sharp contrast to the silver cold sword blades on both sides;

Zhu Ningxin was surprised to see it, and asked Li Qinghe: "Senior sister.... This sword...."

Li Qinghe spoke slowly, but his eyes were not moving: "This is the ...... Ancient legends.... The ........ that the emperor never wore before his enlightenment White Feather Fulong Sword!"