My Master is a Bug

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Originally, the momentum of those remnant swords that hummed at the end had already begun to weaken.

But with the drawing of the array, a new force was integrated into it.

Under the guidance of this kind of power, the broken sword intents collided actively or passively.

Most of these intertwined sword intents did not merge peacefully, but began to kill each other.

In just a moment of effort, more than ten sword intents were smashed to pieces.

Those broken swords that smashed their companions were more or less damaged. After all, the essence of these divine swords was not much different.

Under normal circumstances, even the most powerful divine sword would not be able to smash a few of its kind.

But at this moment, they are in the flames of the stars.

After those broken sword spirits were chopped up, the spirituality in them was directly absorbed by other divine swords.

And the golden water that was melted by the broken swords was also eaten by other broken swords.

Just because of Fang Mu's change of thought, this small formation was transformed from an ordinary melting pot into a killing field of Divine Sword.

A broken sword madly attacked the surrounding companions.

Fang Mu frowned slightly as he looked at the shining sword light below.

This change was beyond his expectations again.

His original intention was just to stimulate the spirituality in the broken sword, and he did not want to turn this place into a gu farm.

Fang Mu couldn't say that he didn't reject Gu raising.

After all, he, the Demon Lord, also grew up in constant killing, so it's not an exaggeration to say that he is a Demon Lord.

But the people fighting each other in the array are not Gu, but a broken sword.

This seems a little weird.

Fang Mu never thought that swords could be practiced like this.

'There seems to be something wrong, did I just make a mistake in a step? ’

Just as he frowned and thought, the divine swords below had begun to devour each other.

Those divine swords that devoured their own kind became stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Their blades are getting sharper and stronger, and their aura is getting stronger and stronger.

In just a short moment, several divine swords were vaguely formed.

The quality of those divine swords with the strongest sword intent was quite good. Even if they were not fully formed, they were no weaker than the Poyun Sword before they were broken.

But Fang Mu was not overjoyed, instead he frowned even more deeply.

Although he is not a pure sword cultivator, he still feels that the divine sword forged in this way should no longer be considered a serious sword.

'What the **** is wrong...'

Just when Fang Mu was puzzled, a broken sword whose sword intent was not very sharp appeared in his field of vision.

Compared with other divine swords that still exist at the moment, the sword intent of this broken sword is rather weak, and the sword body also looks rather broken.

But Fang Mu felt the aura that other divine swords did not have in the sword intent of this sword.

That is a pure sword intent!

Because it has not devoured its own kind until now.

In the killing field below, this sword intent seemed quite out of place.

However, it made Fang Mu's eyes shine, and his thoughts suddenly penetrated.

Fang Mu finally knew what was wrong.

The problem is not his operation, but the broken swords themselves!

These divine swords were smashed to pieces by the same kind as Zao Xuan, and the aura was more or less stained with a trace of unwillingness.

The unwilling will fermented recklessly in the sword tomb, and finally condensed into a strong demonic energy, and also gave birth to the demon head Wu Zonghui.

Infested with demonic energy for thousands of years, these remnant swords are no longer the original divine swords, they have already degenerated into a demonic sword!

If Fang Mu was a pure sword cultivator, he would have discovered the problem immediately.

But he happened to be a demon cultivator, so he subconsciously ignored the demonic nature in it, but was infected by the buzzing sound, and subconsciously contributed to this kind of sword training.

If Fang Mu wanted to refine a magic sword, it wouldn't be a big problem.

As the devil of this world, no matter what kind of devil sword is in his hands, he can only surrender.

But Fang Mu's attempt to refine the Divine Sword is likely to fail.

It was not until he saw the divine sword that was constantly being weakened, but still unwilling to devour its own kind, that he finally figured out everything.

And his gaze towards the broken sword also changed slightly.

Although the sword intent emanating from this broken sword is not very strong, it is the only divine sword that has maintained its pure sword intent in the thousands of years of demonic erosion.

Not only that, it also smashed several divine swords one after another without swallowing any of its kind.

Perhaps thousands of years ago, this divine sword was not that outstanding.

But after sleeping in the sword mound full of demonic energy for thousands of years, it has become the most dazzling sword among all divine swords.

Even those of the same kind with sword intent rushing into the night next to them can't hide their radiance!

Fang Mu felt the pure sword intent that was suppressed one after another, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift up.

At this moment, he has already selected the sword spirit he needs.

He pressed down with one hand, and all the divine swords that had devoured a lot of the same kind with sword intent were all disintegrated.

The sword body without the support of the sword intent instantly melted into a pool of golden water under the scorching flames of the stars.

After all the swords were melted, Fang Mu pressed him again.

Impurities in the gold water will be precipitated out as much as possible.

In order to completely remove the impurities in the golden water, Fang Mu wasted almost 90% of the golden water in this process.

If Zao Xuan saw this scene, he would most likely be beaten with heartache.

But Fang Mu didn't care at all.

The remaining 10% of the golden water melted into the selected broken sword drop by drop under his control.

Since there is no spiritual sense of the remaining divine swords left in the golden water, the sword spirit selected by Fang Mu did not receive direct nourishment.

And this pure divine sword does not need the nourishment of other sword spirits at all.

For thousands of years of burial, it is already the best nourishment.

Although it is weak, it is exceptionally pure!

The only thing it lacks now is a perfect blade.

It only needs to complete the body of its own sword, and it is a divine sword that can cut through the heavens and the earth!

Compared with cultivating a sword spirit ~www.readwn.com~ forging a sword body is much simpler.

After Fang Mu made some operations, a top-level sword body that contained the essence of more than a hundred divine swords appeared in front of him.

When the pure sword spirit merged with the brand-new sword body, an inexplicable aura suddenly descended on the burning star.

This is the rhythm of heaven and earth.

done!

Tiandi's approval made Fang Mu couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Although I can't see the quality of this divine sword yet, it can attract the attention of heaven and earth, which at least proves that it has reached the quality of heavenly spirits.

Just when Fang Mu was about to collect it, the divine sword suddenly moved.

Its sword tip suddenly began to fork, and quickly extended to the center of the blade.

Under Fang Mu's stunned gaze, the two sword tips that had just been separated began to expand rapidly, turning into two slender, crystal-clear legs.

At the same time, the bulges at both ends of the sword pavilion also began to lengthen rapidly, turning into two smaller arms.

And the small bulge on the sword's head also condensed the facial features in the continuous expansion, and finally became a small head.

This series of changes made Fang Mu a little stunned.

'This is... a transformation! ? ’

Just when Fang Mu was stunned, this divine sword, which had just transformed into shape, was also looking around.

After looking around for a week, a pair of bright and penetrating eyes finally locked on Fang Mu in front of him.

"father!"

The little guy opened his arms directly and rushed towards Fang Mu.

While Fang Mu's mouth twitched hard, he had already stretched out **** and pinched the little guy's neck.

He held the little guy's neck and shook it, and said with a displeased expression, "Quickly change back!"

Sword Spirit: "..."

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