I picked up a property.

However, all the roars and shouts, in the end, only converged into a touching roar:

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

The evil energy violently pouring out from the butcher's knife was like the Yuanqing River bursting its embankments. Each wave was higher than the previous wave, full of terrifying corrosive power, trying to wipe out everything in its path.

However, at this moment, this power was firmly restricted.

To be more precise, under Feng Xia's full guidance, the ferocious evil energy that should have surged into the sky poured endlessly into the fragments of the demon knife!

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

"Don't scream, eat quickly, there is still a lot left to finish."

Feng Xia's consciousness locked onto half of the demon knife fragment, with a spring breeze-like smile on his face: "It's exactly what I thought."

The demon eyes on the demon sword fragments are actually a kind of magical inscription. After the evil spirit is poured into it, it will flow along these inscription symbols, removing the bad and retaining the good over and over again, and finally, it becomes the power of the demon sword itself!

This situation is very similar to a magical person breathing in the vitality of heaven and earth and refining it into his own magic power.

However, unless the cultivation method is extreme or for other special reasons, people with supernatural powers rarely refine the power of the Lord.

This kind of operation is not only more difficult, but also easy to backfire.

But for such spiritual weapons, there are not so many scruples. As long as they have the same kind of power, they can be swallowed and digested and become part of their own power!

"Damn...you let me swallow these powers...wuwuwuwu..."

How has the spirit of the demon sword ever experienced such shame?

Even though it is filled with terrible evil energy and its consciousness is almost blurred, it is still issuing a fatal threat: "When I regain my strength... I will definitely kill you hateful ants..."

"Restore strength? You have a lot of ideas."

Why doesn't Feng Xia understand the idea of ​​the spirit of the demon sword?

It is true that channeling the evil spirit of the pig-killing knife to the demon knife is also giving it strength in another sense, helping to speed up the recovery of the demon knife!

Seeing that the refined evil spirit would become the source of the demon sword's recovery power, Fengxia No. [-] suddenly patted the other half of the demon sword fragments.

"Spit it out."

"?!"

Before the spirit of the demon sword could react, it felt a second feeling that it had never experienced before - nausea!

next moment.

"vomit--"

The flow of evil energy, which was several times more slender than before, spurted out from the second demon sword fragment, like a beautiful flower of evil energy, slowly blooming on the second fragment.

"It's done."

Feng Xia's eyes flashed, and she immediately showed a satisfied smile.

Yaodao couldn't help but became furious: "...You... vomit... oooooooo... vomit... you... vomit... oooooooo... vomit..."

Feng Xia raised his hand and struck down another Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison, firmly controlling the spirit of the demon sword, and then turned his attention to Luo Lixi again.

"Then you need to take action next."

"who are you?"

"Damn it, do you actually need to start explaining from this place?"

Feng Xia almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

This girl's amnesia is beyond cure!

"Forget it, do you want this big treasure... No, do you want this Moonlight Sacred Tree? Then just do as I say."

Not long after, Feng Xia grabbed the butcher's knife in his hand.

Due to the continuous flow of evil spirits being drawn out, the ferocious aura exuded by the pig-killing knife is also slowly but surely weakening. The aura of the knife spirit has been weakened to the point of being almost unperceivable. At this moment, it finally becomes a little bit stronger. The earth is revealed again.

A radiance that was completely different from the evil aura, hazy and calm, slowly emerged from the blade.

There was neither a strong and frightening killing intent nor a decisiveness that shattered the sky and the earth. It was almost like two independent individuals from the sword spirit that Feng Xia knew in the past.

However, there is still that familiar atmosphere.

The halo of light that overflowed from the blade spread in all directions, as if it had encountered an invisible boundary, and suddenly drew an arc, turning into a cocoon of light, trying to envelop the butcher knife.

"It's now!"

Feng Xia shouted loudly.

Luo Lixi, who was fully alert, turned over and jumped up. She raised her two white and tender little hands, and suddenly two aggressive lunar avenues intertwined and ran out from her palms!

click-

The cocoon of light that was about to form was crushed by the silver scissors transformed into two long lunar dragons, revealing the butcher's knife inside again.

The Huaguang condensed into a light cocoon kept trembling, desperately trying to condense again, but Feng Xia took action at the same time——

"Climb the ladder!"

A ladder leads to the other side!

The divine light descending from the ladder to heaven completely enveloped the butcher's knife, and the endless power of dream reincarnation finally made contact with the consciousness deep in the butcher's knife.

"The dream has lasted for thousands of years. What year is it today? Fellow Taoist, welcome to the world of dreams——"

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Chapter 0620

strictly speaking.

This is the first time Feng Xia has truly come into contact with the spirit of the butcher knife.

And the few times before that, Shazhudao was either going crazy or on the way to going crazy, and there was no way to communicate happily.

But this time is different.

With the fragments of the demon knife purifying and limiting the evil spirit, and Loli Xi temporarily resisting the soul barrier of the sword spirit, Feng Xia had the opportunity to drag the sword spirit of the butcher knife into the dream world on the ladder to heaven!

——As for the Nine Lotus Heart Prison, Feng Xia is determined not to use this method of fighting poison with poison.

The sword spirit has already suffered from the backlash of the evil energy. If it is suppressed by the Jiulian Tianxin Prison again, it may not be as simple as losing control and going crazy.

This magical sword, which can be said to be the most powerful (but also the most crude) that Feng Xia has ever seen in his life, may really perish and become a remnant with only a little bit of divine power left!

No one knows her brilliance.

"Let me take a look at what kind of darkness there is in the memory of the majestic sword spirit——"

boom-

At this moment, through the power of dreams on the ladder to heaven, countless pictures exploded in front of Feng Xia's eyes, like patterns on a revolving lantern, unfolding before Feng Xia's eyes without reservation.

That is the memory that belongs to the Shazhudao Daoling, a history that does not belong to this era!

Boom, boom, boom——

Suddenly there was a melodious bell ringing, melodious and gentle, one high and one low, stirring up the long river of ignorant history and waking up those who were sleeping in their dreams.

The moment he heard the bell, Feng Xia's mouth opened slightly: "Is this... the bell of Tianlong Batone Bell? No, it seems to be slightly different. The bells I have heard are more sad than this. grief!"

The Tianlong Batone Bell is in Feng Xia's hands.

He has also explored the depths of the bell body more than once and confirmed that the spirit of the Tianlong Batone Bell has perished. Therefore, even if the bell body is still quite intact, it still cannot exert its full power.

The bells played by the Tianlong Eight-tone Bell are full of endless sadness and never-ending nostalgia, just like an old man in his twilight years, walking towards the end of his life step by step with nostalgia and reluctance for the world.

And now the bells he heard were full of indescribable vitality!

"Perhaps it's just my misunderstanding. After all, there is a standard magic weapon like Ancestor Muchen, and a treasure similar to the Tianlong Batone Bell. There may not be the only one in the world."

Feng Xia shook her head vigorously and quickly regained her composure.

Dao Ling's memory was so complicated that he couldn't help but think wildly during the impact.

Fortunately, the melodious bells soon gradually subsided, and the memory scenes that swept over like a violent storm finally became orderly little by little, like an ancient picture scroll, slowly unfolding towards Feng Xia. Its mysterious corner.

when!

when!

when!

When Feng Xia's vision became clear again, he couldn't help but feel slightly startled. A hot metallic smell floated in the wind and quietly entered his nostrils.

when, when, when—

The crisp and rhythmic collision sound came continuously, the lights flickered, and the hot breath filled all directions, making Feng Xia feel suffocated.

Even though he knew that this was just Dao Ling's dream, Feng Xia still couldn't help but raise his defenses, trying to block the omnipresent fire power.

"This terrible fire power...could it be said that this place is..."

Feng Xia suddenly released his consciousness and swept it in all directions.

In the dream state of climbing the ladder to heaven, he is the master of everything. Even if he scans with his spiritual consciousness arbitrarily, there is no need to worry about being noticed.

Then, a blacksmith shop came into view.

"It's actually a blacksmith shop?"

Feng Xia was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but laugh out loud: "This is really the style of Tianwen Divine Kingdom!"

So far, his most exposure to the Heavenly Pattern Kingdom has come from that mysterious ancient street.

Tianwen Academy is a private school there.

The defensive robe that Feng Xia wore came from a clothing shop on the street.

The butcher's knife he used originally belonged to the butcher at the butcher shop across the street, and was also the husband of the proprietress of the clothing shop.

Now that he saw a blacksmith shop, there seemed to be nothing surprising!

"It is indeed very similar to the style of the Kingdom of Heavenly Patterns. Then again, could this sound of blacksmithing be just that--"

Feng Xia's consciousness continued to explore forward. Suddenly, a scorching and boundless fireball was burning. It was tightly bound by chains under the dome of the building. With every hammering sound, it would spit out downwards. Terrible fire snake.

The power of that flame is enough to burn rivers and boil seas!

"Lying... trough!"

When Feng Xia saw the true nature of the fireball clearly, no matter how well-informed Feng Xia was, he still couldn't help but curse: "Fuck you, why?"

At first glance, the fireball looked less than a foot in diameter.

But no matter how Feng Xia perceives it, it is clearly a blazing sun!

It is not a flame shaped like the sun, nor is it a magic weapon like the Red King Mountain of the Donghuang Yuan Clan, but a pure star that should be running in the sky - the Sun Star!

The flame flowing on its surface is the mighty sun fire.

A sun star was captured by someone with terrifying magic power, and was forcibly locked in this blacksmith's shop. The sun's divine fire was attracted to the sun star, and it was roasted and tempered to create a magical weapon.

"Such a big deal... it's so amazing!"

Although he made a joke more than once - the supporting characters in those novels always like to gasp - but when faced with such a situation, Feng Xia still could not escape the law of true fragrance.

He gasped... breath.

It is worth mentioning that Liangpi is indeed very fragrant.

"In the past, I guessed that the mysterious ancient street might be an ordinary street in Tianwen Divine Kingdom, but now it seems that it is different from what I thought?"

"The teacher can be said to know everything. He has peaches and plums all over the world, and he has taught many strong people; and the butcher's knife skills reach to the sky and the earth, and even his weapons are equally shocking; and the owner of this blacksmith shop directly captures Get a sun to refine the treasure..."

After talking to himself, Feng Xia suddenly woke up.

All the scenes he saw now were probably the origin of all memories of the Butcher Knife, that is, the moment this unparalleled weapon was born!

"coming soon--"

In the furnace room in the distance, a burst of heartfelt laughter suddenly came.

Hearty and hearty, resounding throughout the world!

next moment.

Feng Xia suddenly felt countless terrifying thunders gathering in the sky above his head. It was an extremely dense sea of ​​terrifying thunder, covering the sky with lightning, lightning, and fire, which actually caused waves of distortion in his vision!

"The reappearance of the scene in the Kingdom of Dreams actually affects the stability of the Kingdom of Dreams?"