The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 1696 It's almost time
In the purple light, the swords of the heavens rose slowly.

The rust fell off, and the jade sword underneath finally appeared in front of everyone.It was as holy as the Buddha Knife, yet undisguisedly sharp.

The purple air comes from the east, and the dragon air surrounds it.

It's obviously illusory, but it has a power that makes people palpitate.

But before this power, Ye Xuan seemed to have evaporated from the world, and he was in the dark.

It's as if he never existed.

Apparently, there was no one here who could mourn for him anymore.Because he buried everyone with his own hands, all the expectations for him.

No one will feel sad for their enemies.

Raising the jade hand slightly, twelve purple lights appeared behind Wu Jiang, in a trance, like a meteor falling, they flew towards the Heavenly Sword on the boulder.

The two great treasures of the Spirit Race have been passed down for thousands of years and complement each other.

Back then, the witch clan was a disaster for the world, and the heavens severely damaged and avoided the world, leaving only the pagoda to guard the spirit clan. After many years, the two holy objects finally met.

Standing where he was, Wu Jiang could even feel the emotion of the Buddha Knife, above which was endless joy and exuberant vitality.

For the Buddha Knife, every owner of it is a passerby.

Because in its life that lasted the previous year, it has experienced more than a dozen such masters.

Even if Wu Jiang is fused with it, it is different.

But such a difference can't erase its nostalgia for its true partner, Zhutianjian.

With bright eyes fixed, Wu Jiang found that the Buddha Knife seemed to be conveying something to himself.

"what happened?"

Mo Linyuan looked sideways, looking at Wu Jiang with some surprise.

However, Wu Jiang didn't answer him. Instead, he tiptoed and landed on the boulder.

Stretching out the index finger of her right hand, Wu Jiang gently stroked the Zhutian Sword in front of her, completely ignoring the icy sword energy, which invaded her fingertips.

"Jiang Er, what are you doing now?"

Wu Kong looked at this scene in amazement, could it be that Jiang Er wanted to control both the Buddha Knife and the Heavenly Sword at the same time?

This girl Jiang Er has never learned the swordsmanship of the heavens, so it stands to reason that it is impossible for her to succeed.Not only will it not succeed, but it may also cause great harm to your body.

One must know that compared with the softness of the Futu Dao, the Zhutian Sword is much stronger.

Just like the reconciliation of yin and yang, the pagoda is yin and the heavens are yang. It is not as simple as talking about it if you want to have both.

So Wu Kong raised his hand to stop Wu Jiang.

But this time, Mo Linyuan reached out and stopped him.

He believed in Jiang Er and did not do useless work.

Sure enough, in the next moment, blood oozed from Wu Jiang's fingertips, and the blood turned into blood threads, quietly entwining the Heavenly Swords.Those bloody races seemed to have vitality, and began to fuse with the white jade-like sword body.

This scene is extremely strange, but it is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off.

The blood was obviously Wu Jiang's blood essence, because from the moment the blood flowed, her stunning beauty turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That's right, this is the message Fubutu Dao gave her back.

change.

Under the nourishment of the blood of her two races, the Buddha Knife changed.It combines the sanctity of the spirit race and the fierceness of the witch race, making it unpredictable and powerful.

The two sacred objects complement each other.

If you change, you have to change yourself.

And what she is doing at the moment is to perform blood baptism on Zhutianjian.

Soon, the blood-gold color condensed on the Heavenly Sword, turning into a coquettish flower of bliss.That is the symbol of the Ye clan of the Wu clan, and it is also a harbinger of the change of the Tianjian.

The sound of the sword resounded, surrounded by streamers.

Wu Jiang raised his hand, and the twelve floating butcher knives supported the Heavenly Sword in the center, and slowly floated in front of Mo Linyuan.

"Brother Linyuan, the time is almost here..."

(End of this chapter)