Wild boar

Chapter 911 Gift of the Sword
Shang Nu didn't know what method she used to move the Jinsha Demon Lord sealed in the ten thousand-foot glacier directly into her hands.

After the Jinsha Demon Lord left the Frozen Realm, he remained obedient in the hands of the merchant woman and did not move at all.

She stroked the golden flying sword with her jade-like hands.

The business woman frowned deeply for a long time before she said: "This sword has such a heavy evil spirit. It is a mixture of golden evil spirit and blood evil spirit. To accumulate such heavy blood evil spirit, I don't know how much innocent blood must be stained. This golden evil spirit The devil is indeed worthy of his death."

"I can induce the evil spirit in his soul, causing him to suffer the backlash and die. With such a heavy evil spirit backlashing him, his soul will be destroyed and he will never be reincarnated."

"But in this case, this flying sword will also lose its spirituality, and your purpose of exchanging its soul may not be achieved." The businesswoman said after thinking for a long time.

"How should it be done then?"

"Take this thing into a ghost magic weapon, and you can use it to control it with the magic power of the netherworld."

"No...doesn't this clearly tell Dong Lingxian that the Jinsha Demon King has been killed by me?" Zhu Zishan shook his head and said.

"The reason why the natal magic weapon cannot be snatched by other monks is because it is inappropriate. No matter the breath or the magic power, it is inappropriate to use it. The magic weapon has its own spirituality, and the spiritual light will naturally dim when it comes into contact with inappropriate spiritual opportunities."

"Then what should we do?"

"Of course the only way is to reinvent the wheel." The businesswoman replied.

"However, there is a big difference between this object and the natal flying sword. After all, it is not the natal flying sword, but the body of a monk, the vehicle of the soul..." The business woman continued to stroke the golden sword and said.

"I think so too." Zhu Zishan smiled slightly.

"A person is a sword, a sword is a person..." The merchant woman muttered to herself with her eyes narrowed, her eyes full of thinking.

Thousands of years of cultivation have made the accumulation of business women extremely strong.

She is not only a great master of Ghost Way, but also a great master of Sword Way and is also proficient in the art of weapon refining.

In addition, Shang Nu has already reached the stage of becoming a god.

If even a businesswoman can't do it, then no one can.

At this moment, Shang Nu was thinking about how she could do it, using a sword as her body and transforming into a sword.

But even so, the business woman didn't have a definite idea.

"Sigh... If I can obtain the main training technique of Demon Lord Jinsha, even if I only need a part of it, I can understand the operating mechanism of this sword, and then I can find a way to seize this sword." The businesswoman said after pondering for a long time. .

"The Gu cultivation technique of Jinsha Demon Lord is called "Jinsha Sword Technique". This technique was not originally spread in this world, but there may be someone who knows some of the secrets of this technique."

"Husband, are you talking about Dong Lingxian?"

"Yes, that's him." Zhu Zishan said with narrowed eyes.

……

Penghai.

It is about four to five hundred miles away from the volcanic island.

Dong Lingxian never dreamed that he would be cornered by a few low-level monks.

Three golden elixir stage magical flying swords took turns attacking him.

Dong Lingxian lost his natal flying sword and could only summon the sky full of yellow sand in the sea. He used an auxiliary technique in the Tiansha Sword Art to deal with these three lightning-fast flying swords.

However, the auxiliary technique is an auxiliary technique after all, and it cannot be used to hold three magical flying swords.

These sixty-three magical flying swords were confused by the yellow sand in the sky at first. Dong Lingxian could not be found hidden in the yellow sand that blocked the sky. Later, he found the trick. After a few big shuttles, Dong Lingxian was found. The figure was forced out of the yellow sand.

Dong Lingxian was so filled with hatred that these three flying swords didn't even know the art of turning sword energy into silk, they only knew how to shuttle recklessly.

But with just this clumsy move, Dong Lingxian was defeated step by step.

The most irritating thing is that Dong Ling lost his magical flying sword and was unable to perform his sword escape technique. He could only be chased by these three flying swords.

Even if Dong Lingxian has the cultivation level of Nascent Soul stage, he can only do nothing.

Whoosh...

Three flying swords with flashing auras shuttled through the yellow sand in the sky.

A swirl of wind and sand.

A bloody man appeared. He was hit by a sword in his armpit, his arm, and his abdomen. Blood was pouring from his body.

Dong Lingxian also has a life-saving trump card, which is earth escape.

As a rare earth sword cultivator, Dong Lingxian naturally practiced this magical escape technique.

It's a pity that this place is above the sea, with blue waves rippling beneath us.

Just find an island and survive!

Dong Lingxian was originally born in Penghai, and he is very familiar with this area.

There should be a small island ahead of here.The yellow sand all over the sky looks like a sandstorm on the sea, sweeping towards an ordinary island.

Whoosh...

Dong Lingxian, covered in blood, fell from the yellow sand.

After landing.

Dong Lingxian immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. He was so seriously injured that he could no longer use the Earth Escape Technique.

A crimson flying sword was flying in the sky, the tip of the sword pointed towards Dong Lingxian who was on the ground.

Dong Lingxian immediately understood that he had been locked by the sword's intention.

There is no way to escape, there is no way to avoid it, you can only lead the neck and be killed.

Dong Lingxian showed a self-deprecating smile.

It surprised me that……

I have been challenging myself for a lifetime, but in the end I was killed by someone else.

I am really unwilling to do so. If I want to die, I should die in the mouth of a monster in the God Transformation Stage, instead of being like a fellow member of the Golden Core Stage.

Boom.

A roar of thunder resounded across the sky.

A purple thunder sword accurately stabbed the red flying sword that fell.

The purple thunder sword was picking hard.

The red flying sword let out a cry, and its aura was greatly damaged.

The purple thunder sword slashed hard again.

The red magical flying sword was cut off at the waist and turned into a dead thing without any spirit.

This is……

Dong Ling first recognized this flying sword. It was the Purple Thunder Cloud Sword, the natal flying sword of Zhou Yunlei, the elder of the sword hall.

After the Purple Thunder Cloud Sword destroyed the red flying sword, it then chased the other flying swords.

The thunder continued, like purple thunder patrolling the sky.

Dong Lingxian leaned on the island and took a breath while resting.

suddenly.

The thunder sounded again.

The Purple Thunder Cloud Sword flew down again.

The sword light faded away.

A burly man with gray hair on his temples appeared, it was Zhou Yunlei.

Zhou Yunlei took out a high-quality recovery pill from his storage bag.

Dong Lingxian took it gratefully and stuffed it into his mouth.

After all, he was a monk at the Nascent Soul Stage. Dong Lingxian recovered quickly, and the flesh and blood wounds on his body healed quickly. Of course, his magic power was still far behind, and it would take a long time to fully recover.

"Ling Xian... This island has no spiritual energy at all. How can it fill the lost mana in your body? You are now in a state of despair. I will take you to the volcanic island to restore your mana." Zhou Yunlei said with concern.

"Volcano Island? I won't go." Dong Ling shook his head first.

"why?"

"The flying sword that killed me came from the volcanic island."

"Sigh... I probably know what's going on. Don't worry, it's definitely not the monks from Baishi Valley who did anything to you."

"This is not far from the Chihai Desert. I know several spiritual veins in the Chihai Desert. I will take you there." Zhou Yunlei said.

Dong Ling nodded first.

Chihai Desert.

Yunjing Lake.

Dong Ling first meditated in Yunjing Lake for several days and finally regained some of his energy.

"Ling Xian...this is a flying sword that Uncle Zhou prepared for you. It has been more than 50 years ago..."

"You advanced too quickly. Although Uncle Zhou's flying sword has been refined, he has been unable to give it away. Now he can finally give it away. My nephew, don't dislike it. Although it is only a fifth-level magical flying sword. But it can solve your urgent need." Zhou Yunlei handed out an earth-based flying sword with both hands.

(End of this chapter)