A trace of horror flashed in the spider spirit's eyes, and when he saw his figure appear on the quaint mirror, he suddenly felt his hair stand cold, and a sense of crisis hit.

The spider spirit looked at the cyan divine light flickering on the solstice mirror, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and the pitch-black demonic power on his body surged, rolling in front, turning into a pitch-black armor to block the front.

As soon as the Solstice Mirror in Sun Lin's hand flipped over, a cold flash flashed in his eyes, and the light of the Solstice Mirror flashed, and the cyan pillar of light suddenly headed towards the spider spirit.

The cyan pillar of light was like a knife cutting tofu, only to hear a soft snap, the armor that turned into it was impacted, and the spider spirit saw the armor scattered in all directions, and was taken aback, and forcibly twisted its body, but it did not avoid the cyan light of the sunshine mirror.

The cheeks that were originally beautiful were full of hideousness at this time, and half of the shoulder was also blasted off by the huge cyan pillar of light, and the blood flowed like an infusion, and the blood was abnormal.

Sun Lin was also splashed on his cheeks by the stinking blood, his face was as usual, the corners of his mouth hooked a sneer, he opened his mouth and sucked, and spit out a mouthful of Samadhi True Fire at the spider spirit that was still in a state of loss at this time.

The spider spirit was slandered by this cyan pillar of light, and before he could come back to his senses, he was spit out on his body by a mouthful of samadhi true fire.

Sun Lin looked at the spider spirit's whole body that had already ignited a thick flame, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.

The spider spirit suddenly let out a terrible scream from his mouth, and immediately turned around and fled, and the blood-colored long sword fell to the ground immediately because it lost the support of the demonic power.

Sun Lin collected the mountain mark in the air, threw it into his backpack, and looked at the spider spirit that escaped out, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.

"The whole body has been contaminated with the true fire of Samadhi, no matter how far you can run, you will still die in the end!"

Sun Lin looked at the figure that escaped like a fire man, a trace of confidence flashed in his eyes, he chuckled lightly, and muttered coldly.

"Sun Lin, look at that blood-colored sword!"

Bai Qiyao's exclamation came, but it made Sun Lin stunned for a moment, and then he lifted the state of the demon ape, and looked down with doubt.

The blood-colored long sword fell to the ground, and the blood light above it condensed, and the surrounding blood qi also seemed to be attracted by something, and slowly turned into a blood light on the long sword, and the long sword roared lowly, and a bloodthirsty feeling came, making Sun Lin's eyes condense.

"This sword is really weird, it's still a blood-drinking sword?"

Sun Lin's eyes were full of surprise when he saw the previous scene, he really didn't expect this long sword to be so terrifying.

The dark gray light in Sun Lin's eyes flickered, and he suddenly opened his yin and yang eyes, and the scene he saw couldn't help but make Sun Lin frown slightly.

Sun Lin saw that a transparent blood shadow jumped out of the sharp body of the long sword, and swallowed the gathered blood.

Sun Lin walked up to the long sword and grabbed the long sword directly.

The blood-colored light on the long sword condensed, but it was transmitted to Sun Lin's body, Sun Lin's body couldn't help but tremble, and he felt that his body was suddenly impacted by a stream of blood, but Sun Lin's dark gray eyes were mixed with a trace of blood light, and then it flashed away.

"Ding, the strength of the host Sun Lin's body has increased by one thousandth. ”

The demonic power on Sun Lin's body surged, and the "Eight or Nine Xuangong" was running rapidly, refining the blood qi that entered the body in only that instant, and Sun Lin also heard the prompt of the system, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes.

"This blood-colored sword still needs such a strange place!"

Sun Lin's eyes flashed with dark gray light, looking at the blood-colored long sword in front of him, but he opened the backpack and received the backpack, and with a tap, the system's prompt popped up.

"May I ask if the host Sun Lin has identified this sword?"

Sun Lin couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the system's prompt.

"Isn't this sword ready yet?"

A complicated look flashed in Sun Lin's eyes, looking at the blood-light long sword in front of him, but there was a ghostly aura entwined on it, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he said softly.

"Identification!"

Sun Lin gritted his teeth and spit out two words.

The blood-colored long sword flashed in the backpack, and instantly returned to Sun Lin's palm.

The long sword trembled slightly, and the light rose sharply, but Sun Lin felt that the demonic power in his body was surging out, heading towards the long sword in his hand, and in a moment, the demonic power in Sun Lin's body was emptied by this impact.

A glimmer of golden light flashed in Sun Lin's eyes, and he hurriedly sat down, running the "Eight or Nine Xuangong", rapidly mobilizing the surrounding aura, and his entire body was absorbing the aura in all directions, and the demonic power running in his body was also immediately sent to the long sword in his hand.

"Congratulations to the host Sun Lin for killing the Demon King Spider Spirit of the second layer of the True Immortal, and (additionally) gaining three thousand experience. ”

Hearing the voice of the system, he didn't pay attention to it, Sun Lin didn't dare to stop for a moment at this time, and he really didn't expect that this long sword had absorbed such a powerful demonic power and had not yet reached saturation, Sun Lin slowly closed his eyes and devoted himself to cultivation.

Seeing this, Bai Qiyao was puzzled, but she still let out the momentum of the fifth layer of the Heavenly Immortal, lest some monsters who didn't know whether they were alive or dead would delay Sun Lin's cultivation.

An hour later, the long sword in Sun Lin's hand turned into a ray of light and floated in the air.

Sun Lin also opened his eyes, and a trace of tiredness flashed in his pitch-black pupils, staring closely at the blood-colored long sword in front of him.

The long sword let out a low roar, turning into a stream of light and heading towards Sun Lin's palm, but it opened a gap, and Dao blood flowed onto the hilt of the long sword.

The long sword trembled slightly, a trace of golden light flashed on the hilt, and the cut in Sun Lin's hand was also visibly restored to the naked eye.

"Congratulations to the host Sun Lin for successfully identifying the weapon Demon Blood Sword, deducting three thousand experience. ”

Sun Lin looked at the long sword in front of him with burning eyes, and saw that the long sword seemed to have changed a little, and there was no previous gloomy and bloody feeling.

At this time, the blood-colored long sword was introverted and unremarkable, but Sun Lin knew that the long sword just now was in the hands of the spider spirit, but it resisted the strong attack of the mountain seal, and at that time, it was only an unopened sword.

Sun Lin's eyes froze, but from the weapon, he felt a feeling of heart-to-heart connection.

"How is it a weapon? not a spirit treasure or something?"

As soon as Sun Lin grasped the blood-stained long sword, he immediately felt a strong demonic power on the long sword to give back.

The demonic power in his body that had been drained was exhausted, but at this time, it was all returned, and in less than a moment, the demonic power filled Sun Lin's body, and his spirit was suddenly shocked.

Sun Lin immediately started the "Eight or Nine Xuangong", and felt the demonic power in the body that was several times purer than before, and was full of joy.

Sun Lin opened the system and checked the annotations of the Demon Blood Sword.

"Demon Blood Sword: Created in ancient times, it was later soaked in the blood of tens of thousands of demon clans, hence its name. (After the attack, the Demon Blood Sword is so strong that even ordinary acquired spirit treasures dare not compete with it.) ）”

Sun Lin looked at the annotations given by the system and was speechless in surprise.

"This level of sturdiness can even keep up with the acquired spirit treasure, this is really a good treasure!!"

A trace of excitement flashed in Sun Lin's eyes, and he touched the blood-colored long sword in his hand, but he felt a slippery feeling, and he couldn't put it down.

"Although the weapon he is destined to use is at the bottom of the West Sea, if he wants to obtain that weapon in the West Sea, he will rely on his current strength, which is undoubtedly a fool's dream!"

Sun Lin looked at the blood-stained long sword in his hand, a little melancholy, and a thousand words immediately turned into a light sigh, but he felt the slight unyielding meaning on the long sword, and he couldn't help but feel a pride in his heart.

"Now that I have this long sword, it is from the realm of true immortals, and I dare to fight against it without the demon ape transformation!"

The demon blood sword in Sun Lin's hand, the demonic qi all over his body churned, showing the momentum of soaring clouds, breaking through the clouds.

Sun Lin's ears moved slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and then his momentum subsided, and the demon blood sword was thrown into his backpack by Sun Lin, and he galloped towards the north.

That direction is also the direction in which the spider spirit escaped.

Bai Qiyao frowned when she saw Sun Lin galloping away, and she was also shocked, and she also set up a demon wind to look at the direction in which Sun Lin disappeared, and she also followed.