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With the hard shell of the Xuanwu God Armor and the mysterious internal organs of the devil's heart, Zhuo Yifan directly transformed into the body of the fire spirit, burning blazingly from the inside out, putting all the sword intents together and began to temper, and finally, with the help of the entire netherworld The power of the tower, these sword intents finally merged into one mass.

With a thought in Zhuo Yifan's mind, the blood spirit thorn also joined in, turning into pure energy.

His own understanding of the way of the sword is the lowest among these sword intents, but since he is the master, he still controls it.

Soon, the blood spirit thorn completely melted in it, and a simple and exquisite long sword appeared in Zhuo Yifan's dantian!

This is not only a combination of the sword intent of devouring sword, star sword intent, Dugu Qiujian's sword intent and Zhuo Yifan's own comprehension of sword intent, but also a real natal magic weapon!

With the Xuanwu God Armor in hand, the integration of the Blood Spirit Thorn into it is mutually beneficial. It not only improves the quality of the Xuanwu God Armor, but also greatly improves the quality of the Blood Spirit Thorn. After all, the quality of the Xuanwu God Armor is very high , the quality of the weapon it transforms is the same as that of the Black Tortoise Armor.

This instantly doubled the level of the blood spirit thorn several times.

Zhuo Yifan felt that his whole body was full of strength. Compared with before, although there was no earth-shaking change, it had increased by at least [-]%.

At the same time, Zhuo Yifan also had a faint premonition in his heart that the day when he would cross the catastrophe was not far away.

Zhuo Yifan stood up, looked at the lonely figure with complicated eyes, and couldn't help but sighed softly. In the end, after hesitating for a while, he still operated the Derivative Art.

A huge beam of light was born out of thin air, and Zhuo Yifan was pleasantly surprised to find that the derivative formula he used with the help of the Nether Tower was several times as powerful as his own outside. This kind of strong anger was unprecedented.

When the beam of light fell on the Sword Devouring Demon, Zhuo Yifan's figure had completely disappeared in the Nether Tower.

The Sword Devouring Demon was shocked, feeling the majestic vitality in his body, a ray of light burst out from his lifeless eyes, turned around in a complicated way, and quietly looked at the place where Zhuo Yifan disappeared. Be silent.

With a thought, Zhuo Yifan appeared in Star Picking City.

With a flash in front of his eyes, Zhuo Yifan stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Nether Tower shrunk with a whoosh, and flew into his body.

At the same time, He Bizheng's voice sounded in surprise: "Xiaofan, you're here, are you okay?"

Zhuo Yifan didn't expect that Why Bizheng was staying here all the time, and feeling his deep concern, he couldn't help laughing: "Fortunately, it took a lot of effort, and it's a success."

"Hahaha, I knew that my brother He Bizheng would definitely be able to do it." He Bizheng laughed out loud, and pulled Zhuo Yifan up: "Let's go, let's have a drink!"

The figures of the two disappeared in an instant, and Fang Zhen, who followed closely behind, couldn't help stomping his feet in annoyance, and smiled meaningfully as he watched the disappearing figure.

After returning to the Marshal's Mansion, Zhuo Yifan briefly talked about what happened in the Nether Tower, why he was dumbfounded.

Apart from concealing his identity, Zhuo Yifan did not lie.

When he heard that Zhuo Yifan had now become the master of the Nine Nether Abyss, He Bizheng felt like he was dreaming, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

My brother, who I recognized on a whim, actually has such a big background?

Jiuyou Abyss, that is the super holy land in the eyes of the demons!I don't know how many demons dream of being able to enter it one day, get a chance, and fly to the sky from then on. Even He Bizheng himself has fantasized about this experience since he was a child.

But hearing what Zhuo Yifan said, he felt a little confused for a moment.

Why does a good holy place turn into a prison?

Since it is a prison, what kind of big shots are imprisoned there?Even the number one sword-eating madman and the head of the Yin family ten thousand years ago are not qualified. The mystery of this is really worth pondering.

As for the puppy, it was always in Zhuo Yifan's sleeve. The clothes of the demon clan were similar to those of the Tang and Song Dynasties in China. They were extremely spacious, and it was easy to hide some small things inside.

Seeing the instant wine, the puppy crawled out excitedly, jumped onto Zhuo Yifan's lap, and looked at him pitifully.

He Bizheng was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "This is the puppy you found in the hall? There is nothing strange about it!"

Zhuo Yifan chuckled: "Do you still think there is something strange about him, a puppy is a puppy, a greedy little guy, it's not good to learn to drink at such a young age."

"It's okay, since you live in such a strange place, there must be something extraordinary about it, just treat it as entertaining friends with a mere drink."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the glass in front of him and handed it over directly: "Little guy, drink slowly, this is not an ordinary wine, it's easy to get drunk."

Zhuo Yifan has already experienced the magic of this wine, and it is very good for leapfrog comprehension. Even if he can't comprehend it, it will make people instantly immersed in a wonderful feeling and cannot extricate themselves.

The puppy gave He Bizheng a look of disdain, stretched out its paws, held up the wine glass like a human being, gulped and drank it, and soon drank it.

When He Bizheng saw the puppy's humanized expression and movements, a smile appeared on his cold face.

For him, it is rare to have such a warm moment, let alone deal with a small animal without magical fluctuations.

The two chatted for a while, why bother to give Zhuo Yifan a general introduction to some families and situations in the Demon Realm.

This time Zhuo Yifan drank several glasses of wine in a row, but it didn't help. Obviously, he had reached a bottleneck limit, and he needed to break through to the Mahayana stage to have any effect.

Zhuo Yifan didn't take it seriously anyway, anyway, he had vaguely sensed the existence of the Heavenly Tribulation, and he estimated that he would cross the Tribulation in a short time. After crossing the Tribulation and becoming the Mahayana period, his strength would undergo a huge leap. According to Zhuo Yifan's current background, Once it breaks through, I am afraid that there will be a storm in the Mahayana period.

In this regard, He Bizheng is full of expectations.

The battle was about to start, and Zhuo Yifan's reputation spread, and the entire Tianmuxing monks knew that the Demon Race had produced an unrivaled genius, who defeated the masters of the Mahayana period in succession with his cultivation base in the transcending tribulation period.

Countless celebrities from the demon race wanted to make friends with this eternal genius, and the human race even listed Zhuo Yifan as the number one enemy, vowing to kill him soon.

Dongfang Haotian, who got the news, even had a few gray hairs, and was deeply anxious about the fate of Jupiter.

But Zhuo Yifan stayed behind closed doors until the day when the army moved out.