Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 930

[Chapter 930 Dao Zu’s True Body]

Instead, there was a black-faced, chubby little fat man who looked like he was only in his teens. He had A Fu’s head shaved and a slender and long pigtail on the back of his head. He stared at his big eyes and gritted his teeth. Stomping his feet, he is obviously rising to the ancestor of the sword, but his appearance 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 who looks like a lucky boy is the real image of Jianzu? No way? It’s really hard to accept, why is an old monster that has lived for tens of thousands of years, it looks like such a baby, is this a big joke?

“Look at what, our sword spirit sword soul is not like your human beings, it can change with age, but will always maintain the original image, hum, this is the real immortality, you envy all envy Not coming!”

Jianzu snorted and ignored Ding Hao, but turned into a ball of silver light, slowly moving towards the group of sword spirit embryos at the top of the ice and snow sword, and began to slowly fuse, once he put himself After being integrated into the embryo of the sword spirit, after countless years and opportunities, it may be possible to completely unite with the rusty sword and become the god of the sword.

However, at present, all the sword ancestors can do is to occupy the magpie’s nest, like a hermit crab, temporarily living in the embryo of the dead rusty sword sword spirit sword soul, and start a long recuperation.

At this point, what Ding Hao has to do has been completed.

Suddenly there was a sound of explosion and roar behind him. The ice and snow storm that had stopped soared into the sky again, and the huge suspected immortal corpse began to erupt with residual pressure. The terrifying storm was like a chaotic turbulent current. At that time, I don’t know how many times it was tyrannical, and it was a trend of completely destroying this piece of heaven and earth.

“Senior, I’m leaving.” Ding Hao shouted, he knew that this level of coercive storm could not be supported by his own consciousness.

“Let’s go.” Jianzu’s voice came out.

Ding Hao urged the secret formula taught by Jianzu before, his mind changed, and the whole moment seemed to melt in the air and slowly disappeared.

the next moment.

In the secret room, Ding Hao slowly opened his eyes.

“Huh…” He let out a breath slowly, and the dense beads of sweat fell on his forehead. The whole process was a bit of a surprise, and finally the sword ancestor was successfully sent into the rusty sword.

Because the old monster was in Ding Hao’s sea of consciousness, he had no power to act independently, so Ding Hao’s divine consciousness had to be incarnated into it before he could be sent into the Rusty Sword.

This process consumes a lot of consciousness.

Ding Hao pulled his palm away from the Rusty Sword, and a trace of ice and blood appeared in the palm of his hand. He didn’t feel any pain, but the half of the water-type Primordial Mother Concentrate completely disappeared, merging with the Rusty Sword’s blade, as if it had penetrated into the body. As in the rust stains.

He turned his head to look closely at the rusty sword, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

I don’t know what effect it will have after the sword ancestor is completely fused with the embryo of the sword spirit.

After Ding Hao relaxed a little, he immediately held Yuan and guarded Yi, and ran the [Sheng Zi Jue] to restore his consciousness. After about a stick of incense, his spirit became full again, and his consciousness was shiny, and he could start the next session.

Still urging the previous secret method.

The left hand was still pressed on the magic knife, and the blood gurgled out, soaking in the blade of the magic knife together with the other half of the water element concentrate, and the red blood infiltrated into the blade at a speed like sand, which looked extremely strange.

“Sister Knife, I’m starting, can you?” Ding Hao asked.

“Let’s start.” Dao Zu’s voice was also a little solemn.

Ding Hao slowly closed his eyes.

The small world inside the magic knife.

world of flames.

The tidal power of the fire element, which is extremely rich, flows in the void like a liquid. The ground is boiling magma, and blue bubbles burst out from time to time. fire.

Ding Hao’s spiritual body carefully walked through this flame world.

He must avoid being hit by the flames of various colors spewing out from the magma below, otherwise, he will be seriously injured and withdraw from the small world in an instant.

The inner world of this magic sword is even worse than the inner world of the rusty sword.

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

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

But the tidal power of the surrounding fire element did not decay.

This is a strange phenomenon.

Ding Hao soon discovered the source of this strange occurrence.

A cloud of blood.

A cloud of red and dazzling blood floated slowly 100 meters in front of him, constantly changing its shape, as if it was a boiling liquid. The blood burst out, as if it were a round of Hao Sun dyed red by blood.

It was this dazzling blood mass that absorbed all the heat around it, which caused the temperature in the vicinity to plummet, so cool.

Thinking carefully, Ding Hao was even more shocked.

The conduction of 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 me is no more than ten meters in diameter, but it can make the surrounding area within 10,000 meters. The space is so cool, this is not a simple thing, it is against the whole small world.

That is to say, the terrifying heat of the entire small world cannot fight against this blood mass, and cannot heat the space within ten thousand meters around the blood mass.

To this extent, the power contained in this blood clot does not seem to be weaker than the power of the mysterious giant suspected immortal corpse in the world of Rusty Sword, and it can completely stand against the court.

For a long time, the rust sword and the magic sword have shown the same level of forbidden power, and even the weirdness is almost the same.

Ding Hao did not dare to get too close to the blood clot.

Because when you are more than 100 meters away, you can feel that there is a mixture of tyranny, cruelty, blood, madness, revenge, despair, panic and other negative emotions. Palpitations.

“Don’t get close, this is a mass of demon blood,” Dao Zu’s voice suddenly sounded in Ding Hao’s mind, and said: “A mass of demonic real blood, although the consciousness within it has been broken, it still has a terrifying effect of destruction. Power, if it impregnates your consciousness, it will contaminate your sea of consciousness.”

Ding Hao nodded.

At the same time, a group of brilliance flickered, and the ancestor of the knife was directly separated from Ding Hao’s sea of consciousness. It was the image of a stunning girl, with jade bones and fairy muscles. Pure and beautiful, under a pair of curved willow eyebrows, there are big eyes like small crescent moons, long eyelashes flickering, and there is a clear spring in the eyes.

This girl is so pure, especially when she smiles, people can’t help but take care of her.

Ding Hao couldn’t help being stunned.

It doesn’t make sense!

An irritable old monster like Sword Ancestor who always seems to be younger, how can she have such a pure appearance? It’s unbearable. When she and Sword Ancestor are fighting each other on weekdays, she speaks sharply. Heartbreaking, but the image in front of me…

Ding Hao felt that his worldview had collapsed a bit.

“I know what you are thinking,” Dao Zu smiled slightly, like a hundred flowers blooming, and said: “You must be guessing whether my image at the moment is real, with the vanity before that bitch, you think I am also Stealing the image of the former master, right?”

Ding Hao nodded honestly.

He did think so.

Bang!

Dao Zu raised his hand and gave Ding Hao a shudder, and said angrily: “Am I that kind of person? How could I deceive others like that slut? You actually doubt my conduct, you should beat me!”

Ding Hao covered his head and took a step back, deliberately dumbfounded: “Sister Dao, you are beautiful when you are angry.”

Dao Zu burst out with a laugh and said, “Good boy, the mouth is really getting sweeter and sweeter.”

Ding Hao laughed, paused, and said, “Sister Knife, let’s hurry up and find the embryo of this magic knife, the real thing is important.”

The ancestor of the sword smiled domineeringly and said: “It’s still yours to say that this fairy has already discovered the existence of the embryo of the sword spirit. Well, you can go back.”

The voice fell.

She turned into a stream of light, rushing directly towards the magma below the demon blood, and disappeared into the boiling magma in a flash.

Ding Hao was startled and suddenly understood something.

Yes, there is demon blood sitting here, and the temperature of the magma below has dropped to a tolerable range. Dao Zu obviously found something, so he jumped.

Opening his eyes, his consciousness returned to the secret room.

Ding Hao retracted his palm, and there was a charred knife mark in the left palm. After urging Xuan Gong to treat, the knife mark disappeared soon.

And the half of the Yuan mother concentrate has also been completely integrated into the magic knife.

“Huh… I finally sent the two old monsters into the sword, which is considered a fulfillment of a wish. Otherwise, the golden light beads in the sea of consciousness will threaten them sooner or later.”

Ding Hao can be regarded as letting go of a hanging heart.

A long time ago, Ding Hao had guessed that the ancestors of the sword and the sword ancestors were not living beings in the primitive sense such as humans or monsters, they should be some kind of existences such as artifact spirits, just two old monsters about their origins. Ding Hao was not sure about it.

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

A tired feeling came to my mind.

Continuing to enter the inner world of Rusty Sword and Magic Saber with the body of spiritual consciousness, walking in that dangerous environment is indeed an adventure that consumes spiritual consciousness. Ding Hao looked inward and found that his sea of consciousness was extremely weak, Excessive consumption.