After a while, a simple long sword with a colorful glow gradually took shape, and there was a strange roulette wheel on the hilt of this long sword, on which were depicted seven emotions: anger, hatred, sorrow, excellence, shock, fear, and sorrow.

"Seven Feelings Sword Seal!" Seeing the Seven Feelings Sword taking shape, the Purple Evil Master suddenly pointed with his hand, and a golden light fell on the roulette wheel, and the roulette wheel that originally emitted a colorful glow immediately became dim, and the roulette wheel that could have been rotated also turned into a dead thing in an instant.

"The Seven Feelings Sword has been completed, but the Seven Feelings Sword Trick is unknown, the Seven Feelings Sword was across the Suffering Realm, and it can be called the top powerhouse in the Suffering Realm, the Seven Feelings Sword in his hand is a genuine magic weapon, and the heaven-level divine weapon I refined cannot be compared with the genuine Seven Feelings Sword at all!"

In his sigh of emotion, the Purple Evil Master seemed to remember the original Seven Emotions Sword Feng Mingsheng, who held the Seven Emotions Sword and swept through many congenital realms of suffering.

The Seven Emotions Sword is controlled by the Seven Feelings, the Seven Emotions practice body is the foundation of the martial artist's cultivation, and the power of the Seven Emotions Qi is logically far inferior to the true vitality cultivated by the martial artist, but a few decades ago, Feng Mingsheng rose and swept the Seventeen Kingdoms of the Bitter Realm with his Seven Emotions Sword Technique, becoming a legend of the Bitter Realm.

It is said that Feng Mingsheng got a set of Seven Emotions Sword Technique from somewhere, using True Yuan Qi to reverse the Seven Feelings, and with the Seven Emotions Sword in his hand, the swordsmanship is erratic, and the power of the Seven Emotions has been exerted to an incredible realm.

However, the legend can't withstand the long river of history after all, although Feng Mingsheng is strong, but he was still defeated, defeated in the hands of a swordsman, since then this swordsman has become a legend, and the Seven Emotions Sword has become a swordsman who has become a swordsman who has fulfilled the legend of the swordsman.

The Purple Evil Master flicked the Seven Feelings Sword in his hand lightly, and felt a little satisfied in his heart, although this Seven Feelings Sword is very different from the real Seven Feelings Sword, but because the Purple Evil Master has seen the real Seven Feelings Sword and studied it in-depth, the functions of the refined Seven Feelings Sword are not much different from the real Seven Feelings Sword.

The reason why the Seven Emotions Sword is called the magic weapon of cultivating the truth is that it can control the Seven Feelings, and the focus is on the golden disc on the hilt of the Seven Emotions Sword.

The disc on the hilt of the Seven Feelings Sword is the most important part of controlling the Seven Feelings Sword, if there is no disc, the Seven Feelings Sword can only be regarded as an ordinary divine weapon, and it is absolutely impossible to be called a magic weapon.

Gently putting away the Seven Feelings Sword, the Purple Evil Master slowly closed his eyes, recalling the original years, how many years, if it wasn't for helping people refine the Seven Feelings Sword this time, I am afraid that he would have forgotten the past.

Seven days later, Xiao Qingmad and Di Feiwu returned to the slums with 100,000 gold beads, and in the past ten days, Xiao Qingmad and Di Feiwu have raised gold beads everywhere, if it wasn't for the fact that they had killed Xuan Luofeng and others and obtained a lot of gold beads and heavenly treasures, they would never have been able to raise so many gold beads in just seven days.

Walking into the room where the Purple Evil Master was refining weapons, the two saw two weapons placed on the long table, the Purple Evil Master sat on the ground with his eyes closed, and when he heard the movement, the Purple Evil Master opened his eyes, and his gaze swept towards the two of them with deep meaning.

"Master, we have raised 100,000 gold beads!" Di Feiwu stepped forward and lightly placed a large burden in front of the Purple Evil Master.

The Purple Evil Master gently wiped the big burden in front of him, stood up, walked to the double-edged golden spear, reached out and picked up the double-edged golden spear, shook his hands, and the double-edged golden spear shook violently in the Purple Evil Master's hand.

"The double-edged golden spear, soft and hard, although it is doped with a lot of other metals, but it is still mainly made of fire pattern steel, and the ground-level divine soldier can definitely be called, and the weight is also according to your requirements, five hundred catties, enough for you to use for a long time, but if you want to go further in the future, before entering the innate world, you must change weapons, otherwise it will be very dangerous to you. ”

After the Purple Evil Master said this, he handed the double-edged golden spear in his hand to Di Feiwu, who happily took the double-edged golden spear and kept playing.

"Di Feiwu, you go out first, I have something to say to sù laughing frivolously!" the Purple Evil Master suddenly said to Di Feiwu.

Di Feiwu was stunned for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders, nodded lightly at the smile, and strode away.

When Di Feiwu walked away, the Purple Evil Master sighed, gently picked up the Seven Feelings Sword placed on the long table, and gently pulled the Seven Feelings Sword out of its scabbard, and the Seven Feelings Sword suddenly released a colorful glow.

However, this inverted colorful glow was instantly hidden after it was released, and the appearance of the Seven Feelings Sword looked very cool, especially the Seven Feelings Disc on the hilt, which made this Seven Feelings Sword look different.

The first time I saw the Seven Feelings Sword, I felt very fond of it, but Laughing Light Crazy was different from ordinary people, his eyes had the ability to see through a qiē, and he could clearly see that this Seven Feelings Sword had a strange seal outside, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

"The name of the sword is Seven Feelings, it can be said that it is a good work of mine, although it is not as good as the real Seven Feelings Sword, but it also has the effect of the Seven Feelings Sword, but now you are not able to exert the true power of the Seven Feelings Sword, because you have not practiced the Seven Feelings Sword Technique, this Seven Feelings Sword will be very dangerous without the cooperation of the Seven Feelings Sword Technique, so I will seal the Seven Feelings Sword. ”

"If I can't find the Seven Emotions Sword Technique, can't I break the seal?" asked with a frown.

The Purple Evil Master laughed, laughed for a moment and said, " As long as you cultivate to the realm of great power, you can use your true yuan power to unlock the seal under me, so that the Seven Feelings Sword will become the best in a heaven-level divine weapon, but you have to think clearly when you unlock the seal, the Seven Feelings Sword Roulette turns, and every time it turns, it will force the true vitality in your body to enter the roulette wheel and turn into a breath of Seven Feelings, although it can enhance the power of the Seven Feelings Sword, but if there is no response move, the Seven Feelings Sword is not only your opponent's nightmare, but also your life-seeking messenger. ”

Having said that, the Purple Evil Master didn't say anything more, handed the Seven Feelings Sword to Xiao Qingfang, and signaled that Xiao Qingfang could leave.

Xiao took the Seven Emotions Sword, put the Seven Feelings Sword behind his back, bowed deeply to the Purple Evil Master, and then turned to leave.

Outside the slums, Di Feiwu was constantly familiarizing himself with this new earth-level divine soldier double-edged golden spear, and when he saw Xiao came out lightly, he strode up to meet it.

"What did the Purple Evil Master say to you?" Di Feiwu did not change his curious nature and asked.

Xiao shook his head lightly, and said lightly: "I didn't say anything, I just said that the Seven Feelings Sword he helped me refine has been sealed by him, and if you want to unlock the seal, you need to find the Seven Feelings Sword Technique to cultivate!"

"Seven Feelings Sword, this is a legendary magic weapon, the Purple Evil Master can actually refine the Seven Feelings Sword, it's incredible!" Di Feiwu had obviously heard of the legend of the Seven Feelings Sword, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Have you heard of the Seven Emotions Sword?" this time it was the turn of the laugh to be frivolously curious.

Di Feiwu nodded solemnly, and told the legend of the Seven Feelings Sword that he knew, and laughed frivolously, when it came to the Seven Feelings Sword Feng Mingsheng was defeated in the hands of one of the seven great sword gods in today's suffering realm, and disappeared, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, a defeat can make a legend end, if he is the Seven Feelings Divine Sword, he will definitely not be like this, as long as there is still a breath, he will definitely defeat the tyrant who defeated him.

In the Zhao family compound in Linqing Prefecture, dozens of fusion realm martial artists walked out of the Zhao family compound under the leadership of two giant power realm martial artists in green robes.

At the same time, in the Xuan family's compound, the masters of the Xuan family were completely gathered, with panicked expressions on their faces, and the head of the Xuan family was even more pale, sitting silently in the main hall.

"Qi Qi family master, the Zhao family's fifty-seven martial artists above the fusion realm have quickly rushed towards the Xuan family!" A Xuan family martial artist who received the information hurriedly walked into the main hall and said to the Xuan family master who was sitting upright in the main hall.

"The ancestor went to invite someone and hasn't come back yet, we must guard here, and we must not let the Zhao family destroy our Xuan family!" After all, the head of the Xuan family is the head of the family, although he is a little scared in his heart, he still shouts loudly at the many Xuan family martial artists in the main hall.

"Yes!" Many martial artists of the Xuan family agreed in unison, followed behind the head of the Xuan family, and walked out of the main hall together.

A moment later, dozens of figures from the outer gate of the Xuan family flew into the Xuan family, and for a while, the Xuan family was killed, and the destructive power of countless warriors fighting in the Xuan family smashed the Xuan family's walled courtyard to pieces.

In just half an hour, most of the martial artists of the Xuan family were killed by the warriors sent by the Zhao family, and only more than forty martial artists were left to guard around the head of the Xuan family, glaring at the dozens of Zhao family martial artists who surrounded them.

"Old ghost Xuanming, when your son wanted to kill our Zhao family, I don't know if you thought that there would be today's result, if you want to blame your precious son, don't blame our Zhao family. The leader of the Zhao family's martial arts had a dark face and a full beard, and walked towards the head of the Xuan family step by step.

"Zhao Tianrong, my son has been killed by your daughter, why are you aggressive, our Xuan family doesn't want to take revenge, can this matter be over!" Xuan Ming smiled bitterly.

"I'm sorry, you don't come, you think I don't know that you don't take revenge on the surface, in fact, the old ghost Xuan went to Baiyun Continent in Xuanxiao Country to look for reinforcements, we can't afford to provoke the backstage of your Xuan family, but our Zhao family also has a backstage, if we destroy your Xuan family now, your backstage Baiyun Continent Mo family can only give up your Xuan family. ”

"Aren't your Zhao family afraid of the Mo family, you must know that the Mo family is the first family in Baiyunzhou, and we have an in-law relationship with our Xuan family, if you really destroy our Xuan family, your Zhao family will also give us a funeral. Xuan Ming snorted angrily.

"Insist that Qingshan will not relax, the roots are in the broken rocks, and the thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is from east to west, north and south!" At this moment, with a burst of laughter, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy slowly fell between the two sides.

The Zhao family was about to launch a blow to destroy the Xuan family, but when they saw the young man who appeared in front of them, they couldn't help but show a trace of surprise on their faces.

"Don't tolerate seeing your seniors!" the young man saluted everyone with a faint smile on his face, and his attitude was humble.