Lord of the night.

Chapter 950: The King of Hell [Additional Chapter 61 for the Golden Alliance Madman]

"besides."

"Put the knife into the dragon blood ginseng liquid."

Yan Beihan said decisively.

"I've thought about this, but I'm worried that the other party will grow in number, so I haven't made up my mind yet."

Fang Che frowned.

In his heart, of course, he hoped that Ming Jun would win. After all, they had a deep relationship for so long. No matter how strong this newly acquired sword soul was, Fang Che was not interested at all.

Even he felt that this was a bit unnecessary.

What’s the use of having one more of this thing?
Yan Beihan thought carefully about Fang Che's concerns and said, "It should be fine. Because this sword is the body of the Lord of Hell. We nourish this sword to provide it with energy."

"The one who ultimately benefits is only Lord Ming and no one else."

Yan Beihan said: "Also, you can see that although the Dark Lord is fighting on his home turf, he is still at a disadvantage. Although he can keep dodging, but... in the end, he is inevitably in danger of being swallowed."

"Now, the Dragon Blood Ginseng Liquid is also a do-or-die battle for the Dark Lord. If it is useless and nourishes the opponent, there is nothing we can do. Because if the current situation continues, the Dark Lord will definitely lose."

"Once the other party has thoroughly understood every detail of the divine metal blade and the characteristics of its use by you as its master, it will be time for the Lord of Hell to be devoured."

Yan Beihan said: "And the only way we can help Lord Ming at the moment is to soak him in dragon blood ginseng liquid."

Fang Che looked at the flickering Mingjun Sword, frowned, and nodded.

Then he took out several large buckets of dragon blood ginseng liquid.

He used his spiritual energy to manipulate the blade and threw it in.

The blade goes into the barrel.

Suddenly, the Lord of Hell made an exciting sound of sword, appearing to be very excited and ecstatic!
On the other side, there was a sudden angry roar, and an extremely brutal and murderous aura suddenly emanated.

In the bucket of dragon blood ginseng liquid, there were bursts of fierce knife sounds.

The roars of dragons and tigers continued.

The three people in the room all felt a sense of mental turmoil and shaking.

"This demon sword spirit is so terrifying!"

Yan Beihan couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Bi Yunyan nodded: "But that's all. As long as there is enough dragon blood and ginseng liquid, there will basically be no problem. But it can also be seen that this is definitely not a complete sword soul."

"Yes."

Yan Beihan said: "If it is a complete sword soul, it will never be so weak. This shows that the sword soul inside is actually a nourishment for your sword."

Fang Che was surprised: "Nourishment?"

"of course."

Yan Beihan said: "This world is a trial field controlled by the gods. If they really want to give you a divine sword soul, how can they give you an incomplete one? But if they give us a complete one now, how can we control the sword soul that has been used by the gods with our current cultivation? Even the lowest level sword soul cannot be used by us. Instead, our minds will be controlled by the sword soul and we will become its slaves."

"So, if the gods want to give us a benefit, they can only do so in this way. They will strip off a trace of the mindless sword soul and place it here, waiting for it to be integrated into the weapon of the person who receives it."

"If there is an original divine spirit, after swallowing it, its strength will be greatly improved. If there is no divine spirit inside, then this muddled sword soul in the sword will not hurt the owner. With the owner's nourishment, it will slowly turn into the divine spirit of the sword body."

"This is the true meaning of the word 'trial' in the Lingming Trial Field."

Fang Che nodded silently.

He couldn't help but say with admiration: "Master Yan is truly knowledgeable and experienced. On this point, I can't help but admire him."

Yan Beihan showed a somewhat tired smile on her pretty face, and said lightly: "If you were immersed in countless classics since childhood, and you would be slapped on the palm if you couldn't remember what was in them, you would be able to do it..."

Bi Yunyan sighed softly at Yan Beihan's words.

A big family... has its advantages. It is also true that the starting point is countless times higher than the end point of others.

However, in order to maintain the "big family", every generation of children has to endure a lot of sacrifices, which is unimaginable for children from ordinary families.

Why do many people think that the sons of super-rich families are prone to abnormal or twisted psychology, such as masochism or sadism, and are enough to become the laughing stock of the world? And the scandals of such big families have always been difficult to cover up. They have been talked about for many years and even written into history books...

In fact, it is caused by the environment in which one grows up.

Because children’s nature is actually the same.

Love to eat, play, be naughty and love freedom.

But children from big families don’t have these!
The life of children from ordinary families is full of unknowns, but children from large families see the end from the moment they are born.

Moreover, the road from the starting point to the end point is strictly planned. It is like two rulers marking a straight road!

Don't allow even a single wrong step.

There was a hissing sound in the dragon blood ginseng bucket, and slowly the entire bucket of dragon blood ginseng liquid turned into clear water in such a short time.

The nutrients in it were sucked out by the Lord of Hell in one gulp.

The blade made an exciting sound.

I want it, I want more!

I need it urgently!

Fang Che waved his hand, and the blade entered another barrel. The sound of Mingjun's cheerful sword sounded immediately. Not only Fang Che, but even Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan could hear that the sound of Mingjun's sword contained gratitude and attachment to his master.

The smoke from the barrel rose again.

Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan also forgot everything else.

Just concentrate on waiting to see the outcome of the battle.

While chatting idly, forty barrels of dragon blood ginseng liquid turned into clear water in a very short time.

The sound of the Lord of Hell's sword became clearer and more cheerful.

The forty-first bucket of dragon blood ginseng liquid had hardly changed color after the Lord of Hell was put into it.

It seems that Lord Ming is completely full this time.

Yan Beihan immediately said: "Fang... let it out and see the situation. I should be able to catch it with my hands."

With his full concentration, Yan Beihan almost let the cat out of the bag.

Fortunately, he reacted immediately and swallowed the word "彻" (thoroughly) and changed it to "放它出出" (let it out); Bi Yunyan was so stupid that she didn't pay any attention to the change in Yan Beihan's accent.

He just looked at the Hades Sword intently and with great interest, his eyes full of curiosity.

Fang Che was also sweating: "Okay."

He glanced at Yan Beihan.

Yan Beihan's expression remained unchanged. He rolled his eyes and quietly stuck out his tongue.

Attracted by the spiritual energy, the Hades Sword broke away from the bucket of dragon blood ginseng liquid and landed on the table, shining brightly.

From the handle to the blade, most of it is brightly shiny.

That trace of dark sword spirit had been forced to the back of the blade at the front end. Although it was still flickering and trying its best to fight back, it could no longer cause any waves.

The Lord of Hell let out a joyful sword hum, and the blade actually began to tremble.

Send a clear signal.

"Hold me! Master, hold me!"

That kind of intimacy, that kind of attachment, that kind of wholehearted devotion, made Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan extremely envious.

The swords they had been nurturing since childhood had never performed like this.

Fang Che's help to Lord Ming in defeating the evil sword spirit made Lord Ming completely return to his loyalty!

Fang Che stretched out his hand and immediately felt Mingjun's affectionate emotions, and the infinite satisfaction and joy of being in contact with him again.

He spun it around in his palm for several circles before continuing to fight.

Fang Che grasped the hilt of the knife with his hand wholeheartedly, conveying his firm support and strength to Ming Jun.

The power of the Lord of Hell combined with Fang Che's divine consciousness immediately launched an all-out siege on the remaining sword spirits!
It looks like it's better to use the remaining courage to pursue the enemy.

There was a flash of light on the blade, and murderous aura filled the air.

The bright blade light of the Dark Lord rushed towards the dark direction in waves. With each impact, one could clearly see that the dark blade soul dimmed for a moment, and then decreased a little bit...

That was swallowed by the Lord of Hell.

As Hades continued to devour his opponents, he became more and more powerful.

The sword light is bright, shining like the light of the sun!
Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan could only turn their heads away and dared not look directly at it.

But it had no effect on Fang Che.

Watching the Dark Lord advancing rapidly and devouring continuously, Yan Beihan sighed with envy and said, "Ye Mo, your sword has become..."

"Done?"

Fang Che was a little confused: "What do you mean?"

"You'll know when we fight each other in the future." Yan Beihan was full of yearning and said, "I wish my sword could go through this once..."

Bi Yunyan said: "A hundred years, there should be a lot of these things here, there is always a chance."

Yan Beihan nodded: "Look forward to it."

Under the envious gazes of the two women, the King of Hell completed the final devouring.

Swallow the last bit of darkness on the tip of the knife.

The whole knife was like a light bulb, radiating light.

The blade made a series of soft sounds, as if a naughty child had accomplished something remarkable and was showing off to the adults:

"I'm awesome, right? I'm awesome, right?"

Fang Che couldn't help but be delighted. He took the knife in his hand, put it to his face, and said, "That's amazing! That's great! I'm very satisfied!"

Lord Ming let out a satisfied "clang" sound!
That is the sound of returning to the sheath.

Meaning: Let me go back now! I want to go play with them!

Play?
Fang Che almost laughed out loud. Are you eager to show off your power?

But I was still satisfied and warned him: "Don't bully others. If you bully others, I will be angry!"

The blade of the Dark Lord was shining, and even Yan Beihan felt as if he could see a proud and arrogant look, and couldn't help but smile: "So cute."

Then the light on the Lord of Hell slowly dimmed.

It turned into its normal state.

Fang Che turned his wrist, and with a whoosh, the Lord of Hell rushed into the spiritual space impatiently to show off his power.

“It really broadened my horizons!”

Bi Yunyan said from the bottom of her heart.

(End of this chapter)