Chapter 300: Sword Spirit
Chapter 300: Sword Spirit
On the left side of the wall, Zheng Feng appeared with a strange pattern carved with a Xuanwu, which looked a bit like the Luo family's family crest. Pen %Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info Novels.23txt.
Fingertips lightly touched the Xuanwu pattern, and faintly felt that something was wrong, and this might be the secret hidden by the Luo family.
The wall suddenly shook slightly, as if it had touched some mechanism, and the Xuanwu pattern emitted a bloody light.
Zheng Feng felt that the ground under his feet seemed to suddenly disappear, and before he could react, the whole person fell.
The picture in front of him changed, no longer in the original dim small room, Zheng Feng was in a gray space.
This should be a small secret realm, the spatial scope is not very large, almost a dozen zhang in size, and the boundary can be seen at a glance.
The silver-gray ground beneath your feet is as hard as the metal you have laid.
Gullies of different lengths meandered towards the center, and Zheng Feng could see at a glance that this was an ancient magic circle.
Furrows and ravines, back and forth to form mysterious runes, flowing with scarlet blood, and finally all converged to the center of the position.
"Cold Smoke!"
Zheng Feng walked in a little bit, and finally saw the scene in the center clearly, in the center of this magic circle, Luo Hanyan floated quietly in mid-air, his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.
And in front of Luo Hanyan's chest, he was surrounded by a blood-red long sword, and the blood in the magic circle continued to converge towards the long sword.
This long sword is almost half a person high, only the hilt is real, the blade part is just a faint blood light, and it is also a broken sword, and there is no position for the tip of the sword at all.
The hilt of the sword was pitch-black, with a face of pain and struggle on one side, and a little face of blissful enjoyment on the other.
Two extreme emotions appeared on the hilt of a sword at the same time, and the two faces were carved vividly, as if they were about to break free.
This is a magic sword, and you can feel it from afar, that evil and demonic aura.
When Zheng Feng saw this magic sword, he was very shocked in his heart, and a description of the Terran ancestor Luo Chengcheng came to his mind.
It is rumored that Luo Chengcheng, one of the nine sages, is holding a magic sword to kill the demon clan, and the name of this magic sword is slaughter.
This ancient slaughtering demon sword is a superb magic weapon, and it has always been the treasure of the Luo family's town faction, and it has almost never been revealed, but I didn't expect it to be hidden here.
The reason why slaughter is called a magic sword is that in addition to being extremely terrifying, and every time you use it, you have to pay a price.
The so-called hurting others first hurts oneself, which is also the reason why the Demon Slaughter Sword is sealed here and is rarely used.
Zheng Feng took a closer look, and there seemed to be some kind of special connection between the Slaughter Demon Sword and Luo Hanyan.
He must save Luo Hanyan, the hidden danger of slaughtering the demon sword is too great, Luo Hanyan's cultivation in the early stage of the golden pill may not be controlled at all, but will be controlled by the magic sword.
Zheng Feng just wanted to make a move, but a small secret realm appeared again, and Luo Qingyu, the Great Emperor of the Star Sea, walked over slowly.
"If I were you, I wouldn't be moving. Luo Qingyu walked to Zheng Feng's side and looked up at Luo Hanyan quietly.
"This is the Demon Slaying Sword, do you want to kill your own daughter?" Zheng Feng asked.
"I didn't expect you to know quite a lot of things, you are right, with Hanyan's cultivation, it is impossible to control this magic sword. Luo Qingyu said lightly, and there was no emotion on his face.
"Then why don't you stop it, she's your daughter. Zheng Feng had a disappointed look on his face.
"This is the rules of the game of the big family, if you foul, you can only be pushed out of the game, you don't understand, I didn't expect me to talk so much with you, a hairy boy. Luo Qingyu smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Then you're just watching and doing nothing?" Zheng Feng showed a sneer.
Luo Qingyu stared at Zheng Feng with a smile and said, "This Demon Slaughtering Sword, after tens of thousands of years of purification, has consumed most of its demonic nature, plus you killed the sword spirit just now, the danger has been reduced by half, now is the best time to refine this magic sword." ”
The little girl in the red dress just now was the sword spirit of the Demon Slayer Sword, Zheng Feng nodded thoughtfully.
Everything is concentrated, the context becomes clear, this is a game of slaughtering the demon sword and recognizing the master.
No wonder one by one the clansmen and disciples died, and there was no movement outside, it seems that this is the default rule of the game at the top of the Luo family.
If the Demon Sword of Slaughter can successfully recognize the master and be able to control this treasure of the town, the Luo family will be able to add another powerful master.
and the loss of a few low-strength children, who can successfully control the Slaughtering Demon Sword, must be put in place by them.
Zheng Fengxian, his every move seems to be under Luo Qingyu's gaze, he will enter here to kill the sword spirit, and it seems that it is also in the other party's plan.
Zheng Feng felt very uncomfortable with this feeling of being secretly manipulated, but for the sake of Luo Hanyan, he was willing to do it.
"When will she come to her senses?" Zheng Feng asked worriedly.
Luo Qingyu pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "If it goes well, it will be able to succeed in three or five years, and when the time comes, the Slaughtering Demon Sword will be in hand, and the Luo family will have another top combat power." ”
Zheng Feng didn't ask what would happen if he failed, because both of them knew very well in their hearts that Luo Hanyan had lost his mind and became a puppet manipulated by the Slaughtering Demon Sword.
Luo Qingyu looked Zheng Feng up and down, and finally sighed, and said: "You are not suitable to stay here now, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, although I appreciate your approach, there is my demeanor back then." ”
"But with your current status, you have no qualifications to resist at all, do you know who you hit, that old ancestor has already issued a decree to let me kill you, what do you say I should do?" Luo Qingyu smiled playfully, but he didn't see any anger on Zheng Feng's face.
A kind of composure that is far from an adult, and there seems to be a trace of the vicissitudes of the world, Luo Qingyu seems to see himself in Dan Nian.
Zheng Feng was not frightened by Luo Qingyu's momentum at all, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "I just want to guard the young lady's side, even if the patriarch wants to kill me, I will not regret beating him." ”
"Very good!" Luo Qingyu nodded with satisfaction, after all, he still couldn't bear to start, and said: "That's it, you go out and help me do something, if it succeeds, I can give you a chance." ”
"You agree that I'm with Hanyan?" Zheng Feng had a look of surprise on his face.
"No, you didn't understand what I meant, it's just an opportunity, and you have to complete the mission, or you won't have to come back. Luo Qingyu handed over the parchment scroll that recorded the task.