Blade and Sword God Sovereign

Instead, it was a black-faced, fat-looking little fat man who looked like a teenager, shaving Afu’s head, and a small, long, thin braid on his back, licking his eyes with two big eyes. It’s a lame, obviously it’s rising to the knife ancestor, but it looks funny and cute.

Ding Hao's mouth was completely opened into an o-shape, and even the corners of his mouth were about to crack.

What the hell!

This guy like a lucky boy is the true image of Jianzu? No way? It’s really a bit unacceptable. Why is an old monster that has lived for tens of thousands of years, it looks like such an infant, this joke is big?

"Look at what, our sword spirit soul is not like you humans, can change with age, but will always maintain the initial image, hey, this is true immortality, you envy are envious Not coming!"

Jianzu snorted and ignored Ding Hao. Instead, he turned into a silver light and slowly began to merge slowly into the embryo of the sword spirit. Incorporating into the embryo of the sword spirit, and then through the tempering of countless years and opportunities, perhaps it can be completely integrated with the rust sword and become the **** of the sword.

However, what Jianzu can do now is only to occupy the nest, like a hermit crab, temporarily living in the embryo of the rusted sword and sword soul that has passed away, and began to take a long rest.

At this point, Ding Hao has done it.

Suddenly there was a burst of roaring sound behind him. The snow storm that had been stopped for a long time was once again rising. The huge suspected immortal body began to erupt again. The terrible storm was like a chaotic turbulence, the first time it broke out. At that time, I don’t know how many times I’m tyrannical, and I’m going to completely destroy this piece of heaven and earth.

"Predecessors, I left." Ding Hao drank, he knows this level of pressure storm, his own knowledge is absolutely impossible to support.

"Go." The voice of Jianzu came out.

Ding Hao urged the secret law of the ancestors before the sword ancestors, the heart turned, the whole moment seemed to melt in the air, slowly disappeared.

......

The next moment.

Among the practice rooms, Ding Hao slowly opened his eyes.

"Call..." He slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and his sweaty beads fell on his forehead. The whole process was shocking and dangerous. He finally sent the sword ancestor into the rust sword.

Because the old monster in Ding Hao's knowledge of the sea, there is no power to act on his own, so Ding Hao's avatar must enter into it, in order to send him into the rust sword.

This process is extremely consuming.

Ding Hao will pull away from the palm of the hand on the rust sword. The palm of the hand will appear in the ice and blood. It doesn't feel how painful, but the half of the water system is completely disappeared. It merges with the blade of the rust sword, like infiltration. It was the same as the spotted rust.

He turned his head and carefully observed the rust sword. It seems that nothing has changed.

I don't know what effect it will have when the sword ancestor is completely integrated with the embryo of the sword spirit.

After Ding Hao relaxed a little, immediately hold the Yuan Shouyi, and run [Shengzi 诀] to restore the knowledge of God. After a fragrant time, the spirit will become full again, and the gods will be able to begin the next step.

Still stimulating the previous secret law.

The left hand is still pressed on the magic knife, and the blood squirts out. It is infiltrated with the other half of the water system mother concentrate in the blade of the magic knife. The red blood penetrates into the blade at the speed of seeping into the sand and looks very strange.

"Knife sister, I started, can you?" Ding Hao asked.

"Get started." The voice of the knife ancestor is also a bit dignified.

Ding Hao slowly closed his eyes.

......

The small world inside the magic knife.

The world of flames.

The strength of the tidal elements of the fire element that is rich to the extreme is like a liquid flowing in the void. The ground is a boiling magma. From time to time, blue bubbles burst out of it. The blue flame of the spray even surpasses Bifangzhi. fire.

Ding Hao's body of knowledge, carefully walk through the flame world.

He must avoid being hit by the various flames that are ejected from time to time in the magma below, otherwise the time is the end of the world of serious injury and withdrawal from the small world.

The inner world of this magic knife is even worse than the small world inside the rust sword.

Fortunately, Ding Hao did not find a huge suspected immortal body.

About a quarter of an hour later, Ding Hao suddenly felt a hint of coolness. The more he went forward, the cooler and the temperature dropped. This strange phenomenon made him more vigilant. After about 10,000 meters, the temperature in the air had become extremely cool.

But the tidal force of the surrounding fire elements has not decayed.

This is a strange phenomenon.

Ding Hao soon discovered the root cause of this strange thing.

A group of blood.

A group of red, some glaring blood, floating slowly 100 meters in front of the body, constantly changing shape, as if it were a boiling liquid, a thick **** suffocating around, the glaring red mans from this The group burst out in the blood, as if it was a round of red blood stained the next day.

It is this group of glaring blood groups that absorb all the heat around, so it causes the temperature in the vicinity to plummet, so cool.

Imagine carefully, Ding Hao's heart is even more shocked.

The conductivity of the heat is extremely stable and fast in the air. The inner space of the magic knife is completely a hot world, and this small blood group in front of it is at most ten meters in diameter, but it can make it within 10,000 meters. The space is cool, this is not a simple matter, it is fighting against the whole small world.

That is to say, the terrible heat of the whole small world cannot cope with this group of blood, and it is impossible to bombard the space within 10,000 meters around the blood group.

To this extent, the power contained in this group of blood clots does not seem to be weaker than the mysterious and hugely suspected celestial body in the rusted sword world, and it can be completely courted.

All along, rust swords and magic knives have shown the same level of taboo, and even the strangeness of them is almost exactly the same.

Ding Hao did not dare to be too close to this blood clot.

Because at a distance of more than 100 meters, you can feel that there is a mixture of violent, cruel, bloody, crazy, revenge, despair, panic and other negative emotions, which radiate from this blood group. Heart palpitations.

"Don't come close, this is a group of magic blood," the voice of the knife ancestor suddenly sounded in Ding Hao's mind, saying: "A group of demon gods are really blood, although the consciousness inside is broken, but it still has terrible destruction. Force, if it is immersed in your knowledge, it will pollute your knowledge of the sea."

Ding Hao nodded.

At the same time, a group of brilliance flashes, the ancestor directly escapes from Ding Hao's knowledge of the sea, is the image of a stunning girl, jade bones, bare skin is like the most superior sheep fat jade carving, looks Pure and beautiful, under a pair of curved willows, it is like a big crescent with big eyes, long eyelashes flickering, and there is a clear spring in the eyelids.

This girl is too pure, especially when she smiles, people can't help but care for her.

Ding Hao could not help but stay.

No reason!

The knife ancestor is always like a violent old monster in a younger age. How can there be such a pure appearance? It is simply unbearable. When she and her swordsmen hate each other on weekdays, she speaks sharply. Heartbreaking, this image can be seen in front of you...

Ding Hao feels that his world view is a bit collapsed.

"I know what you are thinking," Knife smirked, like a hundred flowers, said: "You must be guessing, is the image of me at the moment really true? With the vanity of the monk, you think that me too I have stolen the image of the former master, right?"

Ding Hao was very honest and nodded.

He really thinks so.

Hey!

The knife ancestor raised his hand to Ding Hao, a burst of chestnut, and said: "I am such a person? How can I deceive others like the monk? You actually suspect that I am a man, should fight!"

Ding Hao took a step back from his head and deliberately stayed up and said: "Knife sister, you are very beautiful when you are angry."

The knife screamed and said, "Good boy, the mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter."

Ding Haozhen smiled straight, and paused, said: "Knife sister, we are still going to find the embryo of the knife of this magic knife, it is important."

The knife ancestor smiled bitterly and said: "This is also used by you to say that this fairy has long discovered the existence of the embryo of the knife spirit. Well, you can go back."

The voice fell.

Her body shape turned into a streamer, and it was directly rushed toward the magma below the magic blood, and a flash disappeared into the boiling magma.

Ding Hao was shocked and suddenly understood something.

Yes, there is a blood in the town here, the temperature of the magma below has also fallen to an affordable range, the knife ancestors apparently found something, so they jumped.

......

Open your eyes and return to the Chamber of Secrets.

Ding Hao retracted his palm, and the left palm had a blackened knife mark, which prompted the treatment of Xuan Gong. Soon the knife mark disappeared.

And that half of the mother concentrate has been completely integrated in the magic knife.

"Call... Finally, the two old monsters were sent into the sword, and it was a wish. Otherwise, if you know the sea, there will be golden beads, and they will be threatened sooner or later."

Ding Hao is also a drop of a hanging heart.

A long time ago, Ding Hao had speculated that the ancestor and the sword ancestor were not the primitive human beings such as the human race or the Yaozu. They should be some kind of spiritual existence, just two old monsters for their own origins. Ding Hao has not been sure.

In the past, they had to find some gods and cast their containers to hold their souls. Now that they can enter the magic knife and rust sword, I believe it is a good choice.

A feeling of exhaustion, rushing into my heart.

Continuously entering the inner world of rust swords and magic knives with the body of the gods, walking in the dangerous environment is indeed an extremely risk-taking behavior. Ding Hao’s internal vision finds that his knowledge of the sea is extremely weak, and his knowledge Excessive consumption.