The moment the black treasure bottle absorbed the essence blood on the tip of Yue Yunzi's tongue, the aperture gas floating out of it also suddenly turned into a deep dark green, whether it was color or speed, it could be felt very strongly, and its energy was definitely dozens of times better than before. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lan Feng helped Zhou Yueting up from the ground, staring at the invisible gas surrounded by the aperture in the air rather fearfully, his brows furrowed.

The corpse spirit is transformed by resentment, it has no sanity, it is a separate existence beyond the cultivation realm, and its strength, even if there is a strong aura fluctuation here, it is impossible to defeat it with spiritual power.

Even if the Xiuzhen Alliance came over, if it was not fully prepared, it might be completely wiped out.

Glancing at the disciples who were panicked after losing their head with a complicated expression, Lan Feng looked at Situ Jin's gaze, full of deep respect.

"Since ancient times, monks have said that sword immortals are incompetent, but at this moment, can you still say such things?"

After seeing that the corpse spirit was controlled, all the disciples also came to their senses one by one, and one of the middle-aged monks swallowed his saliva in shock, slowly stood up, and said with a solemn gaze: "This is the power of the Sword Immortal?"

Someone took the lead, and the audience suddenly burst into flames.

"The sword immortal is mighty, kill the corpse spirit!"

"The corpse spirit is the root of all evil, as long as you can subdue it, from now on in the cultivation realm, you will be respected by the sword immortal!"

"Sword Immortal!

"Sword Immortal!"

......

Yue Yunzi's face twitched slightly, he never thought that one day, with his strength alone, he would be able to raise the status of the Sword Immortal to the top of the cultivation world, all thanks to Lan Feng, who knew people and was good at it.

It was at this moment that his attitude towards Lan Feng changed substantially.

After making a decision, Yue Yunzi's eyes flashed, and before the corpse could struggle, he spat out a mouthful of essence blood on the tip of his tongue again.

More and more green circles of light flew rapidly in the direction where the corpse was located, until a huge green ball formed in the void, and the green gas in the black treasure bottle stopped emitting.

"Lan Feng!" The sky grew darker and darker, and a heart-rending and miserable cry came out of the green ball.

The ball continued to shrink, occasionally being held up in a strong way, but soon wilted again and continued to shrink.

As the ball became smaller and smaller, the color changed from dark green to black and green, until finally, it directly became a black ball, and there was no trace of green in sight, and the screams suddenly stopped.

"I succeeded, haha. Yue Yunzi was overjoyed, almost to the point of madness.

Everyone in the venue began to cheer, and the monks who fled early would not believe it if they died, and it was the most insignificant sword immortal in the cultivation realm who subdued the corpse spirit.

After Yue Yunzi calmed down his excitement, he put away the black treasure bottle, held the black ball tightly, came to Lan Feng's side, and said respectfully: "Master, give me the purple gold sword." ”

Lan Feng was slightly stunned, took a deep look at him, and handed the purple gold sword in his hand that could be broken at any time to Yue Yunzi.

Everyone's exclamations stopped abruptly, and after Yue Yunzi removed the hilt of the purple gold sword, Lan Feng's expression also moved slightly, and he secretly said in his heart: "It is worthy of being a sword immortal, from the time I got the purple gold sword to the present, I have never found that the hilt of the sword is movable." ”

Yue Yunzi squinted his eyes and observed it for a long time, sighed slightly, threw the black bead in his hand into it, and then took out the black treasure bottle from before again, and the mouth of the bottle was facing down, and a drop of transparent liquid was introduced.

A cool feeling emanated from the hilt of the sword, Yue Yunzi's eyes flashed, and after the treasure bottle left the hilt, he hurriedly caught it again.

"Stinging Lala......"

The cold light on the purple gold sword flickered, and countless tiny cracks were gradually repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It is worthy of being a sword immortal, this time the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has really picked up a treasure. ”

"No, if it weren't for the Sword Immortal this time, we would have been devoured by the corpse spirit. ”

"Alas, I'm really ashamed, I used to laugh at the Sword Immortal, but at this moment, it seems that I am very wrong. ”

The monks' attitudes towards the Sword Immortal had undergone earth-shaking changes in one day, and Lan Feng was very satisfied with this result.

A sword roar resounded through the sky, emanating from within the purple-gold sword that had returned to normal.

When the Sword Immortal handed over the purple gold sword, Lan Feng didn't stretch out his hand, stared straight at Yue Yunzi's eyes, and said with a smile: "Old man, the sword spirit inside it is refined by you, and the owner of this purple gold sword is naturally you." ”

Yue Yunzi looked stunned, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "The head of the sect said that it was funny, the sword immortal is only responsible for sword refining, and he can't learn any spells at all, let alone the method of the sword." ”

An immortal who can subdue the corpse spirit sounds like he should be invincible, but because of the restriction on learning any spells, seeing Yue Yunzi's helpless expression, Lan Feng suddenly felt a little sad in his heart, he frowned slightly, not knowing what to say next.

"The flying sword is the one who recognizes the master, as long as you carve your mark on it, then there will be no second master, this flying sword, you still hold it. ”

Yue Yunzi smiled slightly, handed over the purple gold sword engraved with kapok on the hilt to Lan Feng again, and nodded: "The strength of the sword spirit determines the level of the flying sword, and this flying sword should be at the stage above the ultimate level." ”

"Superb Ground Rank ......" Lan Feng took the purple gold sword, looked up and down for a long time, and said with a flickering gaze: "What does the old gentleman mean is that this is not the highest quality flying sword in the world?"

"What do you want. Yue Yunzi smiled dumbly, shook his head and said, "Don't underestimate this world, otherwise one day, when you encounter something powerful, you will panic." There are countless treasures in the heaven and earth, as far as I know, there is a moon cold sword in the fairy world, the sword body is one foot wide, about two zhang six or seven long, and the night will exude the breath of moon yin. As long as there is a strange breath approaching, it is absolutely impossible to escape death. ”

The old gentleman's words, Lan Feng took to heart. ”

As soon as Lan Feng inserted the purple gold sword into the scabbard, the gloomy aura above his head suddenly dispersed, and just when everyone was surprised, Lan Feng's eyes suddenly froze.

The Horcrux on his waist sent a signal, and there was a sudden strong aura fluctuation here.

The ones left behind were basically disciples below the foundation building period, and when they felt that there was a fluctuation of aura here, some vigilant disciples, after sticking a few spiritual runes on their legs, secretly galloped away, and decided to apprentice to another master and start over.

Seeing someone leave, the remaining monks showed a hesitant look on their faces, and at the moment when the head of the sect was devoured by the corpse spirit, they had already become loose cultivators.

At this time, an eccentric young man suddenly rushed out of the crowd, his elite eyes scanned around, walked quickly in front of Lan Feng, knelt on the ground with a plop, and pleaded: "I am willing to serve the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and please take it in." ”