The appearance of this spirit slaying city lord is really not small, not to mention the countless enlighteners, just say that his pomp and circumstance of leaning on the seat and being carried out by a group of monks can be said to be not small.

As soon as he appeared, the congratulatory voices were endless.

"Congratulations to the city lord, congratulations to the city lord. ”

"Long life for the city lord!"

......

The Spirit Slayer City Lord who was sitting in front of him calmly accepted the gazes from all sides, smiling and bowing slightly.

When I felt that it was almost over, I sighed, threw out the paper fan with a "pop", and pointed at it from afar: "Everyone take a seat! Today is the joy of a thousand years old, and the special banquet invites guests, so don't be polite!"

After another round of congratulations, everyone sat down peacefully.

Jia Jia and the others gathered around a table, but no one reached out to move the wine on the table. Originally, according to Zhu Xingyuan's temperament, he might have moved, but the drunkenness a hundred years ago had too deep an impact on him, so that out of Kunlun, he didn't even dare to touch anything outside.

Jia Jia lowered her head and held a small half glass of wine, swaying slightly, but she was not as good as her mouth, her long eyelashes hung down, as if she was thinking about something.

Almost every other hour, the Spirit Slayer City Lord, who was sitting on his hands and watching everyone's new high financial resources, would get up and say a few words, and he was unanimously sought after by everyone, so he sat down.

As it is really three, several people in the line are showing a little tiredness.

At the end, Zhu Xingyuan finally couldn't hold it back, and shouted: "I'll wait to go, this Spirit Slayer City Lord's banquet is really a bit boring." ”

Qin Ya's eyebrows tufted, and before she could speak, she saw the Spirit Killing City Lord who had started standing up again. It's just different from the previous ones. Suddenly, he raised his voice: "I know you're here." One is to congratulate a certain thousand years old, and the other is to kill the magic blade of the city for me. A good banquet to entertain the monks of the Quartet, a small congratulations at the age of 100, and a thousand years old to congratulate themselves. After thinking about it for a long time, I finally found an excellent way, and I will tell you about it. ”

"Oh, what's the way?" Hearing this, the few moments of interest that everyone still had disappeared without a trace, and instead they were eager to try and speculate happily.

"The Eight Great Casting Grandmasters under my seat have been exhausted of worldly treasures since a few years ago, and they want to create a world-unique divine weapon blade for my Spirit Killing City. A few days ago, it was already coming to an end, just waiting to get out of the customs...... "The spirit slaying city lord laughed and groaned while talking, so that everyone heard it, and they really couldn't figure out what he wanted to do.

"It's just that everything is in place, and only the east wind is owed. The Spirit Stone City Lord slowly said his purpose as he spoke, "Lack of a sword guide!"

"Sword lead, what sword lead?" someone hurriedly asked.

"If I can get the blood of a gifted sword cultivator to sacrifice the sword, then my Demon Sword will definitely be the number one immortal weapon in my world!" Slightly hooked, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable luster. Raised his hand and shook the paper fan in his hand.

But seeing that the originally empty square in the middle suddenly sank downward, there was a rumbling sound, and the dust was flying, and in this piece of dust, a chilling murderous aura rushed straight into the sky.

Several people present glanced at each other, and everyone was in a heartbeat. This spirit slaying city lord is so happy, but if he doesn't say it, he will lightly say that this stubble is not covered.

At least this murderous aura is not simple, everything called a divine blade can be emitted.

"It's really shit luck. Zhu Xingyuan pursed his lips disdainfully, and when the dust and smoke dissipated, the collapsed place gradually appeared clearly in front of everyone's eyes: this is a blood pool several feet square, but it has almost solidified into ice, and in the middle of this blood pool, eight lock-core iron chains lead to all directions of the world, and an ink-colored long sword surrounded by cold ice is standing quietly in the middle, as if sensing everyone's gaze, trembling slightly, but after all, he has not yet gotten out of the pass, but he has more than enough heart and insufficient strength.

With this kind of feeling, almost every monk who saw this divine blade clearly sensed the vibration of the Demon Sword.

Such a nimble blade is nothing more than a legendary artifact!

"A good sword, a good sword. With this sword, it is enough to make a second-rate Demon Dao sword cultivator rank among the first-class. Someone had already sighed, his eyes lit up, staring straight at the long sword, unwilling to miss too much, and his eyes were already gradually red.

However, Jia Jia and the others glanced at each other, revealing a little vigilance: "Although this sword is said to be an immortal divine blade, but none of them have forgotten what the spirit slayer city lord just said, and the blood of a talented sword cultivator is still needed to sacrifice the sword." ”

"This place is a tiger's den in Longtan, I have to be careful. After a while, Qin Ya spread the word to everyone, and several people took dozens of steps back, finding an inconspicuous corner to hide in the crowd, ready to leave at any time

"How, this sword is already an immortal divine blade before it comes out, what do you think! How many can it rank in the whole world?"

"Needless to say, it will definitely rank in the top 50 in the world. The person who had just spoken, thought for a moment, and gave a safe number.

However, he was soon scolded by the support of the demon sword: "I'm only in the top fifty, what do you think with your eyes, according to me, at least the top ten." ”

"Not bad, not bad, top ten. ”

"This magic sword has such an amazing momentum before it is out of the customs, if it is out of the customs, the top ten, according to a certain point of view, it cannot be said, it is the top five. ”

"No, no, no, when it was ......"

Hearing this, the exclamations one after another came and went, and the smile on the face of the Spirit Slayer City Lord deepened.

Zhu Xingyuan shook his head and smiled disdainfully: "If this continues, this Demon Sword will be ranked first in the world." ”

"Is it the top five??, this Demon Sword is only worth the top five?" The Spirit Slayer City Lord sneered and got up, "My Demon Sword can only make one of my entire Spirit Slayer City, in order to build a certain Demon Sword, the eight great casting masters under a certain seat are all sacrificing swords with their bodies, and they have eight first-class swordsmen sacrificing swords, and this sword casting pool is filled, do you think that the top five can be enough?"

As soon as the words of "this ......" came out, the monks immediately hesitated, and after a while, someone exclaimed: "In this way, this demon sword is really the most evil and evil sword in the world, so terrible!"

However, the more terrifying it was, the more opportunistic monks wanted to use it for themselves, and the gaze of the demon sword in front of them was even hotter.

(To be continued......)