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Ouyang Shanhe had already told Yang Wei how to absorb the golden spirit liquid.

The method of absorption is very simple, and it is the same as the method of absorbing Xuanyuan's blood.

Because he once absorbed Xuanyuan's blood, Yang Wei didn't dare to absorb the golden spirit liquid easily, at least he had to be fully prepared before absorbing it.

Thinking of the process of absorbing Xuanyuan's blood, Yang Wei suddenly felt an inexplicable fear.Therefore, he planned to find a suitable time to discuss the absorption of the golden spirit liquid.

As for Kunling Pill, this direct PS can only be taken when seriously injured.

Holding the black dagger in his hand, Yang Wei observed it over and over again, but still didn't find anything special. The reason why he chose it was because of the strong feeling in his heart.

It was under the impetus of that strong feeling that Yang Wei believed that feeling once, and he gritted his teeth and stopped thinking so much, it was him.

In addition to that strong feeling, there is also an inexplicable power in his body, which Yang Wei had already felt when he was promoted to the earth level.

He didn't know what kind of power it was, it just lurked in his body like this, every time he wanted to calm down and look for him, this power seemed to know that he was looking for him, and then it seemed that it didn't exist at all generally.

But when Yang Wei wants to fight against the enemy, he can feel this strange power, which seems to be integrated into his spiritual power, even into his spiritual power transformation form.

Thinking of when Ouyang Xuanhe and Ouyang Qingxiao fought against him, in Yang Wei's opinion, no matter how powerful his spiritual transformation was, they would not admit that they were inferior after a few stabs.

This force must be at work.

But what exactly is this force?

He also thought about it during this time, and even thought about asking the old dragon king, hoping to get the answer from the old dragon king, but after hesitating for a while, he finally gave up this idea.

"Bang bang" "bang bang" Yang Wei took the dagger in his hand and stabbed it lightly on the wooden table twice, but the dagger didn't even leave a mark on the wooden board.

He shook the dagger slightly with his hand, and tapped the dagger lightly.

"What kind of material is this dagger? It doesn't look like metal at all, and it doesn't sound like wood. It's strange. What kind of material is this thing?" Yang Wei looked at the black dagger like Neuropathy, talking to himself.

Thinking of something, Young Master Hua took out his soft sword. Although his soft sword is not a spiritual weapon, it is quite a good sword, especially it is very sharp. The spiritual power is injected into the soft sword. It suddenly turned into a bright long sword, and he took the blade and scratched lightly on the black dagger first.

Then he picked up the black dagger and looked at it, "There are no scratches, at least it looks very hard."

He knew the sharpness of his soft sword, but such a sharp sword did not draw any marks on the black dagger.

try again!

Seeing that the dagger was still solid, Yang Wei took the sword and swiped at the black dagger again, this time he used a lot of strength.

"No way!"

When Yang Wei picked up the jet-black dagger to look at it again, he was surprised to find that there were no scratches on the jet-black dagger.

He couldn't help saying something in surprise.

So tough!

Even if this dagger is not sharp enough, its strength alone is quite powerful.

try again!

I can't believe it!

Seeing that he swiped his sword hard twice, but couldn't do anything with the black dagger, Yang Wei's temper also came up.

This time, he used all his strength to slash at the black dagger placed on the table.

Because of too much force, the wooden table broke apart with a click, and the oil lamp placed on the wooden table was also tilted, and the oil in the oil lamp spilled out.

Most of the houses here are made of wood. Seeing the kerosene spilled out, and suddenly ignited, after you saw this scene, Yang Wei was shocked.

Damn, I don't want to be burned to death here, if that's the case, even the ashes will be left.

Water can overcome fire, and it can also extinguish fire!

He stretched out his hand slightly, and the water spiritual power instantly condensed, and an invisible water spiritual power cover appeared around his body. He stepped forward so lightly, the burning flame was shrouded in the invisible spiritual power cover, and he secretly urged The spiritual power was running quickly, and the fire was extinguished soon.

The wooden table is useless. Tomorrow, find a reason and talk to the Ouyang family. I believe there will be no problem.

Fortunately, there was a spare oil lamp in the room, and he quickly lit the oil lamp. When he held the black dagger in his hand, he was stunned.

No way, it's so hard!

Yang Wei tried his best to strike, but there was no change in the black dagger, not even a trace.

After seeing this, Yang Wei realized that he might really have found a treasure this time.

Although I don't know what the strength of other spirit soldiers will be, but the strength of this dagger is already beyond Yang Wei's imagination.

Not gold or wood, the material is very special.

Thinking of when he was in the Lingbing Pavilion, the jet-black dagger exuded traces of black threads, and Yang Wei quickly stimulated the spiritual power in his body, wanting to inject spiritual power into the jet-black dagger.

But a strange scene happened again.

"What's going on here?" Yang Wei withdrew his spiritual power and said to himself.

The reason why he was talking to himself was that after Yang Wei wanted to inject spiritual power into the black dagger, he found that the spiritual power could not be injected into the dagger at all.

This situation is wrong!

Very wrong!

Regarding the usage of the spirit weapon, Ouyang Shanhe told him that it would be fine as long as the spiritual power is injected into the spirit weapon.

He followed what Ouyang Shanhe said, but it didn't work. This was Yang Wei's strange purpose.

Could this dagger be a spirit weapon?

Do you need blood to recognize the Lord?

Such a thought popped into Yang Wei's mind.

Xuanyuan's blood needs to be fused with a drop of blood, and Jin Lingye needs a drop of blood to be fused, so after encountering such a strange thing, Yang Wei couldn't help but think of a drop of blood to recognize the master.

Is it really bleeding?

But Ouyang Shanhe didn't say anything about recognizing the Lord with a drop of blood.

Come on, just give it a try, anyway, you don't lose anything, besides, if this dagger is not a spiritual weapon, it is actually pretty good, such a hard dagger, it's not bad either.

Turning his mind, Yang Wei lightly stroked the soft sword, and blood flowed out. Seeing the blood flowed out, he hesitated for a while, thinking in his heart, if the real JB recognizes the Lord with a drop of blood, in case It is as painful as the fusion of Xuanyuan's blood again and again, this is living and suffering.

probably not

A drop of blood to recognize the Lord is just a drop of blood to recognize the Lord.

It's better not to let it go, try again when you have time, after thinking about this, Yang Wei originally planned to give up, because he had to go to Jinjianfeng to practice tomorrow morning.

But just when he was about to give up, he felt that power in his body seemed to appear. The next moment, this power appeared on the palm of his right hand, which was the hand where he cut his finger.

Damn it!

Again!

"Bang bang, bang bang" The black dagger placed on the cabinet was shaking slightly, as if it was alive.

Seeing this, Yang Wei suddenly had such a thought in his mind.

grab it, grab it!

Yang Wei stretched out his hand to grab the jet-black dagger, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. On the cut finger, blood flowed on the jet-black dagger.

After the blood flowed on the jet-black dagger, he saw that the jet-black dagger seemed to emit a burst of black air suddenly, and he felt that the blood was dripping desperately from his wound, dripping onto the jet-black dagger, Like a sponge, the blood was absorbed by the black dagger.

The rapid loss of blood naturally made Yang Wei feel it.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Seeing the rapid loss of blood, Yang Wei couldn't help feeling a little worried, and then he thought about throwing the jet-black dagger out, he didn't want to be sucked like this, if in the end he was sucked dry, wouldn't he be dead.

But the black dagger seemed to stick to his palm, making him unable to throw it away even if he wanted to.

I rub!

It's a big game!

Is this the rhythm of breaking eggs?

I go!

Seeing his hard work being absorbed more and more, he even felt that his head was slightly numb due to blood loss.

Do you want to cut off your hands!

Yang Wei thought of it, to solve this situation, cutting off his arm is the most reasonable choice.

Although the arm is gone, the other person is still there.

If he didn't want to die because he wanted to save his arm, he would definitely lose the watermelon by picking up sesame seeds.

Just when Yang Wei made a decisive decision to cut off his arm, he saw the black dagger suddenly disappear in his hand.

Just when he was puzzled for a moment, his mind suddenly felt like thunder, and the next moment he passed out.

At the moment when he passed out, a thought popped into Yang Wei's mind, Damn, I won't just die like this, if I leave like this, what will happen to my women...

……

When Yang Wei slowly opened his eyes, he found that he was still alive, looking at everything around him, he knew what happened to him.

Especially the wound on his palm was still there. He looked at his phone, and it was already three o'clock in the morning. He remembered that when he dripped blood on the black dagger, it seemed to be past eleven o'clock. That is to say, he was fully In a coma for four hours.

He didn't die, which already made him very happy, at least his women didn't have to be widows anymore.

But where did the black dagger he brought from Lingbing Pavilion go?

Just when he thought of it, suddenly, he felt a black dagger in his right hand.

This black dagger exudes traces of black air, which looks very strange.

What surprised Yang Wei even more was that he seemed to feel a blood connection between him and the dagger.

With a second thought, the dagger disappeared.

Thinking about it again, the dagger appeared.

After several times in a row, he took the black dagger and cut towards the wooden board, and the wooden board seemed to be cut open without any resistance.

"I'll call you Black Dragon Dagger from now on."

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