Chapter 50: The Witch Slayer Sword

The white tiger gave Xiao Yang the method of rebirth and resurrection, Xiao Yang pondered carefully for a while, his brows furrowed, and he was silent for a long time.

Finally, he sighed lightly, opened his eyes, looked at the white tiger suspiciously, and said, "You won't laugh with me, will you? ”

"First, if you want to resurrect someone, you must have someone's origin or soul mark, so how can I ask my father, uncle, and parents for the origin?"

The white tiger was silent when he heard this, and Xiao Yang continued: "Second, with the soul mark origin in hand, it must also be cultivated in a place that is most suitable for the resurrected person, preferably the place of birth. This is not a difficult thing for me, my father and uncle were born in the sun star, and the queen mother was born in the sun star, as long as they are placed in the place of birth and always take care of them. ”

But the last one, and thirdly, whether it will be the person after the resurrection, I can't be sure, but what is going on? Is it possible that the person who will be resurrected in the end will not be able to be born again? ”

Listening to Xiao Yang's dissatisfied inquiry, Bai Hu scolded with a smile: "Then do you think it is easy to resurrect a person who is dead and his soul is scattered? If it were easy, there would not be so many people dead." If it were easy, I would have resurrected the sons of my White Tiger clan who died in ancient times. ”

Hearing this, even though Xiao Yang was dissatisfied with this incomplete exercise, he still reined in, and asked again: "Why can the Demon Ancestor continue to be reborn and resurrected, and he is still the same person?"

White Tiger shook his head and replied, "I don't know, I've been studying for hundreds of millions of years, and I still can't peek into the core of the Demon Ancestor's exercises, I don't know how he can be completely resurrected with a little bit of demonic energy." So, boy, that's all I can teach you, and it's up to you whether you can use it or not. ”

"Hmm. ”

Xiao Yang nodded, and didn't say more, lowering his head while pondering the method of resurrection, while thinking about how to obtain the origin or soul imprint of Emperor Juntai, Yixihe and others, and carefully thinking about how he should resurrect them step by step if they really had an accident.

Xiao Yang pondered the method of resurrection in Mount Meru, and at the same time, in a certain secret room in the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, Emperor Juntai and the two were sitting cross-legged, and between the two of them was hanging a clear seven-foot sword in the air, which was extremely thick and shining, and at a glance it was obviously not ordinary.

"Whew. Di Jun breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, looked at the sword in front of him, and asked in a deep voice: "Demon Ancestor, we have refined this sword according to the refining method you said, exhausted the treasures of heaven and earth, and it took us two brothers a thousand years to achieve it." So, is it really as sharp as you say, and can break through the body of the ancestral witch?"

As soon as his words fell, Hei Lian floated in the air from small to large in Tai's hand, and said with a smile: "Emperor Jun, since you believe in me and refined this sword, then why bother asking?"

"Hmph. Di Jun snorted coldly, glanced at Black Lotus, and said, "I just can't believe it." After all, the ancestral witch is physically strong, and it is counted in the entire flood wilderness, so how can I believe that such a sword can pose a threat to the ancestral witch?"

"Can you pose a threat, can you try it?" Luo Yu said lightly: "But the sword has not yet opened, when it opens, it must be opened with the blood of spiritual beings, and if the higher the spirit, the better the blood, and the sharper the sword will be." ”

"Oh, is that so?" Taiyi took off the sword hanging in mid-air, and stroked the back of the sword with curiosity, although there was a little shiny blade, but it was very dull, and there was no power at all, it was really hard to believe that this thing could break through the body of the ancestral witch.

But Taiyi thought of the sword that Luo Yu had just said that it would be opened with blood, and he couldn't help but want to see the power of the sword that had taken the two of them a thousand years to refine. So, gritting his teeth, he conjured a short blade and gently brushed it against his palm. Suddenly, a long scar appeared on his palm, and golden blood continued to emerge from the scar, and he aimed the blood at the blade of the sword, and dripped down, and the blood immediately soaked the blade of the sword.

"Moan"

The blade of the sword suddenly emitted a golden light, like a cheerful and hungry clear voice roaring, and the sword body was also hungry and thirsty to absorb the blood of Taiyi on the sword body, the last drop was not left, and it screamed softly, "groan", longing for more blood.

Taiyi couldn't help but look happy when he saw this, and when he picked up the sword in his right hand and collided with the short blade in his left hand, there was a "sonorous" sound, and the short blade broke in response, and the sword was undamaged.

Looking at the broken short blade, Taiyi was even more overjoyed, he couldn't help but be pleased, after all, Taiyi's short blade was not a mortal thing, it was refined with innate essence gold and countless starlight essences, if the ancestral witch was stabbed by the short blade, he would also be injured and bleed.

Now it seems that this sword is sharper than the short blade refined by innate fine gold, it can be seen that the Demon Ancestor Luo Yu said that this sword can break through the body of the ancestral witch, and he is not talking big, holding this sword to fight with the ancestral witch, the physical advantage of the ancestral witch will be completely lost, like a lamb to the slaughter.

"Well, give it, big brother. ”

Taiyi carefully looked at the sword again, and handed the sword to Di Jun with both hands, Di Jun took the sword, and also stroked the sword carefully, his fingers slipped and touched the blade, and then his fingers were injured by the blade, and drops of golden blood flowed out.

Seeing this, Di Jun was not worried but happy, and laughed and said, "With this thing, why should you be afraid of the twelve ancestral witches?"

Taiyi looked at the sword in Di Jun's hand, and his eyes were full of confidence, he also thought that with this sword, they could also compete with the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

At this time, Luo Yu interjected and laughed: "This is just that this sword has only absorbed a little blood of Taiyi, if it can get enough spiritual blood to refine it, it will become sharper and sharper." ”

When Di Jun heard this, he couldn't help but glance at each other, and they all bowed their heads and were silent for a long time, and finally Di Jun sighed: "It's a pity that it is not appropriate to use sword soldiers at this time, and to start a war with the Wu clan, it is a pity that you can't sacrifice their swords." ”

Taiyi also nodded and smiled: "It is impossible for us to take the sword of the demon clan, and it is a truce with the Wu clan at this time, and there is really no target person who can use the sacrificial sword, so that this sword is sharper to a higher level." ”

When Luo Yu heard this, he smiled and said: "In this desolate world, except for the Wu Clan and the Demon Clan who have achieved cultivation, there is no other race? ”

Luo Yu's reminder, Taiyi also remembered the weak and neglected human race at this time, he stroked his palm and laughed: "That's right, why did you forget the human race created by Nuwa? Now that the human race was born, it has been 30,000 years, thinking that the number of people is already very large, and they are all full of spirituality, and it is the most suitable for sacrificial swords." ”

He didn't get Di Jun's approval of what he said, Di Jun pondered for a long time, shook his head and said: "You still can't act recklessly, after all, the human race is a race created by Nuwa, if we slaughter the sacrificial sword at will, won't we offend her on the surface?"

"Hmph. Taiyi sneered disdainfully: "What's the matter of offending her? Originally, she had already regarded our two brothers as outcasts, so what could she do if she couldn't offend?"

Di Jun shook his head with a deep groan, and after a long time he said: "This matter will be put aside for the time being, and now we will first warm and nurture this sword, so as to use it later." ”

Although Taiyi didn't like to look forward and backward, but seeing that Di Jun had already made a decision, he didn't open his mouth to refute it again, he took it with a light "um", and looked at the extremely sharp sword with Di Jun, and praised it a few times, he thought about it and said: "Such a sharp sword, the innate thing is still inferior to it, but it has no name, isn't it a pity? ”

"Moan"

The sword seemed to understand what Taiyi said, and he responded with a soft sound, and Di Jun was even more happy when he saw it, and repeatedly touched the sword body, thinking for a long time, before he said: "Originally, refining it was to slaughter the witch clan, so let's call him the witch sword." ”

"Good, what a witch-slaying sword. Taiyi applauded loudly, his face was full of majesty, and he laughed proudly: "Hahaha, hold this sword to slaughter the Flood Witch Clan, it is called the Witch Slayer Sword, and it is worthy of its name." ”

"Moan"

The witch-slaying sword snorted softly again, as if he understood, knowing his name, he was overjoyed, and kept jumping in Di Jun's hands, as if he couldn't wait to fight, slaughtering the Wu people and drinking the blood of the Wu clan.

Dijun and Taiyi looked at each other when they saw this, laughed, and suddenly felt pride in their hearts.

And Black Lotus, who had been suspended in mid-air and remained silent, also laughed a few times, but thought in his heart: "It's time for me to lay out too." Hongjun, you won the game in our ancient times, and from now on, we will have another game of chess for the longest time. This time I'm in the dark, you're in the light, see who has the last laugh. ”