I Am a Magic Sword

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The vast majority of warriors, when preparing to break through the big realm, will recuperate for a few days to keep themselves in a high state of mind.

And light?

Her current state is on the verge of a runaway.

The Red Blood Sword can indeed help the sword master to forcibly improve the cultivation base, and the side effects are almost non-existent.

But the Red Blood Sword will not help the sword master to survive the Heart Demon Tribulation.

Even intentionally or unintentionally, it will enhance the sword master's demons.

"I can't wait, I need strength now!" Qing Yan bit her lip and said, "These days, my heart is burning."

"What if you die?"

"Impossible, I will not die, at least not yet!"

"Since this is your choice... I won't stop you!"

It took two days of effort to lightly choose a desert without desert. Almost all of the desert is yellow sand and low bushes.

She was very cautious about this breakthrough. Within a hundred miles, she explored carefully. There were no monsters and no human figures, in order not to be disturbed by others.

"let's start!"

"it is good!"

At the contest of the Southern Region, Qingyan forced to contest the rules of the contest. In the competition to **** the tokens, in order not to let her strength break through the magical realm and lose the qualification to participate in the contest of the Tiantian group, she stored a lot of energy in the red blood. In the sword.

In her comparison with Dai Ye, she was penetrated by the walking dead, and Red Blood Sword returned a part of the energy to stabilize her injury, but it took very little energy.

In the Red Blood Sword, there is no energy feedback to Qingyan that can easily make her break through to the magical realm!

Sitting on the cliff in the valley, she held the red blood sword in her hand, and the steady flow of pure energy began to pour into her body, absorbed by her movement and transformed into pure true yuan, and merged into her Dantian.

She groaned, and Dan Tian was forcibly expanded.

The profound meaning and artistic conception in her body broke out immediately, and the blood-red killing profound meaning carried the fast profound meaning, the cloud profound meaning, and the phantom proverb spread throughout the region.

Chen Hao silently observed the four great mysteries realized by Qing Yan. The blood-red killing mystery grew rapidly like a medicine under the traction of the red blood sword. With a strong color, it almost concealed the other mysteries. exist.

Soon, the spreading killing mystery seemed to be alive, and began to shrink continuously, enveloping Qing Yan in blood.

It did not return to the light-looking body, but continued to swell and contract.

Every time the light-hearted heart beats, it swells once and then shrinks back!

Soon, the light-hearted heart beats more and more violently, and the blood-red killing mystery is like a convulsion, which expands and contracts with the rhythm of the heartbeat.

It seems that something has to pop out.

With a mumble, the light face officially broke through.

In the dazzling blood, the killing mystery transforms a **** gruesome monster.

In Chen Hao's view, it has only one face, two hole-like transparent eyes, and an exaggerated large mouth with teeth, that mouth... almost divided the grim face in two!

The pair of holes were the same, and the suspected transparent eyes suddenly narrowed into a strange and extreme smile, narrowing into two lines.

Only that big, greasy mouth was left grinding his teeth without making any noise.

Chen Hao looked at the blood shadow doubtfully... The blood shadow remained motionless, and the two lines similar to the eyes continued to stare into the distance with a smile.

Aura vortex appeared on the top of the head, and the aura vortex was getting bigger and bigger. The aura within hundreds of miles began to riot, merged into the aura vortex, and then from the light-skinned seven tricks, skin pores drilled into her body.

Qing Yan frowned, clenched her teeth, her cheeks bulging, as if she was suffering great pain.

Finally, after an hour, the aura vortex began to dissipate, and her brows slowly spread, as if the breakthrough was about to end.

At this moment, the blood shadow, which had not moved since its appearance, suddenly sank and sank into the light body.

Ghost shadow just submerged into Qingyan's body, and Qingyan's brow furrowed again.

Chen Hao felt something was wrong!

Weird flushing appeared on Qingyan's face, and dense sweat oozed from her whole body. Her thin coat was soon soaked in sweat and pressed tightly to her body, enough to sculpt her delicate and delicate body.

Her eyes didn't open, but her lips started to move. She murmured as if she was talking in a dream. If it weren't for Chen Hao's keen sense, she couldn't hear what she was saying at first:

"General Chen, I'm sorry, when you told you to be light-faced, the light-faced face failed...I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you...I **** it!"

She repeated these nonsense, at first it was only a whisper, and then the voice became louder and louder, and her body began to tremble, the amplitude became larger and larger...

Chen Hao can sense that the real element running in her body is slower and slower, and finally stopped, and then slowly reversed...

Blood began to flow from her eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

True yuan countercurrent?

Chen Hao looked at Qing Yan silently.

Is she dying?

Need to change another sword master?

When he thought of changing a sword master, he didn't expect much, and he didn't feel that kind of joy in his heart.

Is it numb?

"No, no, you are not General Chen, General Chen is dead! His body, his body... his body is mine, I want to take him back!"

puff!

Qing Yan threw up a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground softly, panting heavily, her chest undulating violently.

"Successful?" Chen Hao asked incredulously.

Qing Yan lay for a quarter of an hour before slowly responding: "It should be..."

Qing Yan opened her eyes and looked at the blue sky, with an unsightly smile on her face.

Chen Hao was relieved to see the blood red in her eyes fade away and turned black again.

It seems to be a success!

"Just now, when you were promoted, the killing mystery turned into a blood-red ghost!" Chen Hao reminded, "Did you feel anything wrong?"

"Is there really ghosts?"

What Chen Hao did not expect was that after Qing Yan heard this news, he was not only afraid of worry, but also had some surprises in his tone!

"Yes, I will not be wrong!"

"Don't you say that I really have the heart of martial arts?"

"why?"

"I once read the records in the Book Collection Pavilion of the Blood Fierce Gate, and the warriors who really have a strong martial will will have their profound meaning or supernatural powers, at some point, they will be visible!" Qing Yan continued to lie on the ground, "Aoyi It contains the imprint of the soul of the warrior... Different warriors have different forms when the protagonist is revealed... The form that the protagonist shows is closely related to the character of the warrior!"

Chen Hao remembered the grinning grimace that made him smile, and then looked at her lightly and slightly embarrassed, but her face was so gorgeous... she couldn't connect the two.

He remembered the scene of the last battle of the 17th.

Qing Yan said, it seems very reasonable.

"Then why I haven't seen them in the ring in the South Territories, can they not do their will?"

"No!" Qing Yan whispered, "A warrior with a strong martial will will not necessarily be able to make Arcanes appear. It takes a lot of chances that the mainland has not understood how to make Arcanes appear, and even if they once made Arcanes appear, The warrior who has been manifested cannot make the second protagonist manifest...you can think of it as a form that is accidentally projected to the outside from the depth of the heart..."

A smiling blood ghost?

Ha ha!

Chen Hao carefully compared the two, as if it were really the same thing.

Qing Yan has never been a good person. Sometimes killing herself is more ruthless than killing her enemies. She herself admits it.

Chen Hao asked curiously: "Do you have any magical powers?"

"Yes!"

"Really? What is it?"

"Overall, it should be accelerated!"

"Speed ​​up, are you sure that it's a killing power? Not a fast power?"

"I'm pretty sure that when I cast it, every time I kill a person, my speed will be one point faster, which can be superimposed. I don't know how much speed is increased... But it is temporary, there is no killing within a quarter of an hour. , The speed of the previous area will be down again!"

Chen Hao couldn't help but say, "If it's not temporary, I feel like you can go to heaven!"

If there is no limited stacking, who else can catch up with her?

Qing Yan didn't want to move for the time being. She lay on the floor and continued to chat with Chen Hao: "How about this supernatural power called Blood Shadow? If I think, it will be like a blood shadow when you show it!"

"Not very good!" Chen Hao directly denied the name of Qing Yan. "It's simply unbearable. The name Blood Shadow is estimated to have been used by many Martial Sword Martial Artists, without any characteristics!"

"So what do you think it should be?"

"How about the thrill of killing?"

Chen Hao always feels that the name is very familiar. Where he is, he can't say it, but it matches the light-hearted magical power.

"Uh... forget it!"

"Why? I think this name is very good! Very suitable for your ability!"

Qing Yan asked with her eyes closed: "You... don't you feel ashamed if you read it?"

"Shame? What is that?"

Sorry, Chen Hao has forgotten what shame felt.

In the end, it's still light, and make sure that the supernatural power is called "Blood Shadow"!

In this regard, Chen Hao does not have the right to speak. After all, he is a supernatural power of others. If people like to call them what they like!

It may be that it took a lot of effort to fight against the demon, and it took a long time to get up from the ground and returned to the inn. She only rested for a day and started to rush to the corpse school.

Her goal is clear.

It's a bit sad, except for the Corpse School, it seems that there is no place to go for the light face...

Arriving in the nearby big city, she found a hapless child in the congenital realm to bully the small. The warrior in the congenital realm had almost no resistance.

Qing Yan put a red blood sword on his neck and said with a smile: "Relax, relax, I'm not here to kill you, I'm lost, I ask you for directions!"

"Really?" The innate realm warrior is ready to die. Unexpectedly, when the peak turns, the other party is not going to kill him, but just asking for directions... His heart is slightly lowered!

Just let go of it!

To tell the truth, listening to the other person's tone, this innate warrior always felt a little fluffy in his heart.

Always feel that the other party's nerves are abnormal... Have you asked for directions like this?

"Of course it is true! Do you think I need to lie to you again?"

At this point, the hapless innate warrior was a little more relieved, he shivered: "Where do you want to go?"

"The corpse!"

Qing Yan was very easy to force out the general direction of the corpse.

The road is a little distant, there is no flying boat, and flying by herself only takes a month or two.

"What about Cang Yanzong? Where is Cang Yanzong?"

When Chen Hao heard Qing Yan's question, she knew she had never forgotten Ke Chenglei.

Ke Chenglei offended light face not badly, in front of so many people...

"Adult, if you go to the Corpse School, you will pass through the Cang Yanzong's sphere of influence!" said the innate warrior, whose neck was held by the red blood sword, with a trembling voice.

"So, is it smooth?"

"Yes, sir, indeed the way!" The innate warrior said quickly, "Go to the corpse school, you must pass Cai Guo, the Cangyan school is the first door of Cai Guo, Cang Yanzong is very famous, just find a passerby. Can inquire about the location of their station!"

"That's really good news!" Qing Yan licked her dry lips, her eyes glowed with red light, and even more strange in the dark night, she smiled, "Then I can just go and see!"

Facts have proved that women are extremely vengeful animals.

Even if you usually behave more generously, you are no exception.

She will definitely put the body of the seventeenth in the first place... but if it goes along, if there is a chance, she does not mind looking for the trouble of Cang Yanzong.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"No more!"

It was indeed gone, and Qing Yan came to him to ask for directions.

The innate warrior asked cautiously: "Can you let me go?"

Seeing that the sword around his neck was still there, the innate warrior said with a sad face, "Master, you promised me!"

"It seems that too!"

The sword slowly left the neck of the innate warrior.

With the departure of the Red Blood Sword, the innate warrior felt a sense of the rest of his life.

But when he was fortunate, the red sword cut his throat!

The innate warrior clutched his neck, his eyes full of bitter resentment: "You... you don't talk about credit!"

"Sword moves!"

Qing Yan smiled and pointed at the Red Blood Sword with her left finger.

This black pot... Chen Hao is very happy to back off for Yan Yan!

The innate warrior collapsed slowly, feeling the energy transferred from the Red Blood Sword. Qing Yan was a little intoxicated and took a deep breath, with a great sense of satisfaction on his face.

This strange, neurotic expression is enough to fascinate a large group of men...Unfortunately, when no one is present, the lightness is still the appearance of a deputy man.

The sword flashed, and a layer of human skin was picked up on the tip of the red blood sword.

Put the human skin away, and gently retreat into the darkness, leaving the alley with the faceless warrior sticking out there.

In the dim light, Qing Yan took out a model of the human head from the space ring, put the newly picked human leather case on it, took out a thin pen, and gently depicted on the human skin.

"what are you doing?"

"Prepare a few more faces!" Qing Yan didn't raise her head, her hands didn't stop. "I prepared it before, it's almost consumed..."

"Can't you do it yourself?"

"It's faster!"