Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 906 Summoning
PS: It's New Year's Eve, Thirteen is here to wish all brothers and sisters a happy family and all wishes come true.

In the depths of the mountain forest, everything is silent, and all the poisonous insects and raptors are dormant, not daring to show their heads.

With the Butterfly Emperor present, no matter whether it is poisonous insects or birds of prey, they all retreated one after another, otherwise they are doomed to end badly.

By a deep pool, three figures descended from the sky and stood there.

The three were none other than Yang Xuan, Die Huang, and Sikong Ao.

"Brother, is the sword spirit really here?"

"Can't be wrong."

Yang Xuan stared straight at the pool in front of him, and said coldly, "Will you come out by yourself, or do you want me to do it, please come out."

The world was silent, and there was no response.

"Master, do you want me to go down and find it out for you?"

The Butterfly Emperor trusted Yang Xuan unconditionally. Although she didn't notice anything in the pool, she also knew that the snake-shaped divine sword must be under the pool.

As for the spirit in the sword, she didn't take it seriously at all. A little sword spirit was no match for her at all.

Sword spirits still exist as souls, and only sword spirits like Purgatory Boy can hope to condense into a physical body.

But for the Butterfly Emperor, he was born to be the nemesis of the existence of souls.

Yang Xuan didn't answer, but his voice was a bit cold and severe, "I'll give you three breaths, if you still don't come out after the three breaths, don't blame me for being rude to you."

After all, start counting directly, "One, two..."

"No, I'll just come out."

At this moment, a three-foot-long snake-shaped long sword rushed up from the bottom of the deep pool. After all, it didn't dare to offend Yang Xuan, and an old man's face appeared in the air.

Needless to say, the old man's face was the sword spirit of the snake-shaped long sword. Judging from his pale face, it was obvious that he had been seriously injured.

"This sword really has a sword spirit!"

Sikong Ao narrowed his eyes, but he knew that not every artifact had spirits. In fact, any artifact, no matter how high or low it was, would need to undergo a long period of precipitation before it would be born with a spirit.

"Human, I have come out, you have to promise not to kill me."

The old man looked at Yang Xuan, with a bit of fear in his hoarse voice, he was really afraid of Yang Xuan, and even more afraid of the existence in the purgatory sword.

Just now, he was hiding well, but he was found by that person, and he was also suppressed by a spiritual force. This is because the other party was merciful, otherwise he would have been out of his wits by now.

Yang Xuan didn't talk nonsense, pointed at Sikong Ao and said: "It's okay to want to live, but you have to recognize him as the master."

Earlier, he asked Sikong Ao to chase him, just to give Sikong Ao a chance, but Sikong Ao failed.

But it doesn't matter, with him around, this opportunity is doomed to fail.

"Brother, how can this be done?"

With just one glance, Sikong Ao knew that the snake-shaped long sword was extraordinary, a rare high-grade artifact, and the value of a high-grade artifact that gave birth to a sword spirit was even more immeasurable.

"There is nothing wrong with it, you see, I already have this divine sword in my hand, and I don't need any other divine weapon anymore."

Yang Xuan raised the purgatory sword in his hand, and said to the old man's face again: "My sworn brother, no matter in terms of family background, cultivation strength, or talent potential, I am not inferior to that Gongliang at all. You followed him. There will definitely be a lot of benefits in the future, and one day, it may even be possible to condense a flesh and blood body."

"warm bodies!"

The old man's face moved for a while, but he was a little hesitant. After all, sword spirits like them, once the host died, they would also suffer.

Let's just say that Gong Liangxiu's death has almost wiped him out. If the new host dies again, he will really cease to exist.

Seeing that the old man was silent, Die Huang snorted coldly and said: "Little old man, my master has already shown you a special kindness. If you still don't know people, I will be the first one to let you go."

"What are you again?"

The old man's face could tell that Die Huang was a different kind, but he couldn't see the specific situation of Die Huang, but Die Huang's tone was too arrogant, which made him angry and very unhappy.

"You just need to know that I am higher than you."

"Higher than me, I can't tell."

"It seems that I won't give you any color. You still think I have no temper. Remember, I have devoured eight if not ten sword spirits like you before."

While speaking, the Emperor Die gave out a tyrannical aura, which immediately changed the old man's expression. It felt like a cat and a mouse meeting a cat, and hurriedly shouted to Yang Xuan: "Human, I promise you, I will accept it." He is Lord."

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero, and your choice will not be wrong."

Yang Xuan nodded.

Everything went smoothly, Old Canglian immediately concluded a contract with Sikong Ao, and Sikong Ao also successfully mastered the snake-shaped long sword.

This sword is called the Dragon Snake Sword, and the old man's face is called the Snake Old Man, with a strength comparable to the Supreme.

In addition, according to Snake Lao, he was not a naturally born weapon spirit. His body was originally an ancient spirit snake, but he was beheaded and killed by someone. The other party imprisoned his soul in the Dragon Snake Sword as a dragon snake The sword spirit of the sword.

"Thank you dear brother."

After a long time, Sikong Ao put away the Dragon Snake Sword, both excited and moved, he was excited because he got this divine sword, and moved because of Yang Xuan's generosity.

Although the two are brothers and sisters, in the face of absolute interests, father and son may turn against each other and face each other with swords and swords, let alone people who are not related by blood?
It can be said that Yang Xuan's move really treats him as a brother.

"Two brothers in one life, don't give me any thank you from now on."

Yang Xuan waved his hand, and casually took out a simple storage ring.

"Is this from Gong Liangxiu?"

Sikong Ao's eyes flickered slightly, and he vaguely guessed something.

"Exactly."

Yang Xuan nodded, and sank his mind into the storage ring, and found a plant of magic medicine in it at a glance, and besides the magic medicine, there were also many other weapon pills and rare treasures.

Even, Yang Xuan found an ancient book, which recorded an extremely yin and evil technique called "Tongtian Xuanyin Jue", and he didn't need to think too much about it to know that this was the technique practiced by Gong Liangxiu.

Although this exercise is very powerful, it is a veritable god-level exercise, but it is not suitable for Yang Xuan's cultivation. Besides, Yang Xuan already has the Great Burning Heaven Kung Fu, and he has achieved success in cultivation, so he doesn't want to switch to other exercises. , that is only bad for him, not good.

Soon, Yang Xuan put away the storage ring, and said to Sikong proudly: "Let's go, hurry up while it's still safe."

As he said, he took the Die Huang and flew out of the forest with Sikong Ao, and continued to go deep into the secret realm of time and space.

For some reason, the more he moved forward, the more Yang Xuan could feel a calling.

This kind of summoning did not originate from the depths of the soul, but from a strange energy, which faintly echoed with a power in his body, as if it came from the same source.

(End of this chapter)