God King of Myriad Realms

Chapter 41 [Slaying Monsters and Weeping Blood!Peerless demon sword! ! 】

The night is gradually falling, and the rolling, ancient and mysterious mountains are covered with black clothes.

Two girls sat blankly in front of a cave.

In the depths of the cave, filled with the momentum of extreme killing, Ling Changsheng, who was dressed in white and as handsome as jade, looked at the giant sword on the stone platform in front of him in amazement.

The giant sword was more than five feet long and as wide as a palm, and its entire body was crystal clear amber, flawless and unstained, exhaling a dazzling blood-colored brilliance.

On the hilt of the sword, there are sharp iron thorns standing upright, as if holding this sword in the hand, those iron thorns will inevitably penetrate the palm of the hand.

Wisps of bright red substance, like fresh blood, flowed in the blood-colored giant sword of "Amber Crystal", seductive, blazing and gorgeous.

Ling Changsheng looked down: "There is still a line of writing on the surface of the stone platform in front of the giant sword, which is covered with dust, but it is still clearly visible."

The name of this sword is: Slashing Demons and Weeping Blood, forged by the peerless master craftsman Ou Yezi. The amber is crystal clear and contains fresh blood. Those who are destined to control this sword need to shock the universe and look at the power of the world.Second, you need your own blood to raise the demon sword.

"Hiss... Ou Yezi." Ling Changsheng's mind was shaken, and his heart was overwhelmed: "Ou Yezi, that is a character from the ancient times."

In the ancient times, the sky was full of gods and Buddhas vying for the top, and rare figures opened up a supreme "divine position" with an alternative way.

Among them, Ou Yezi is an outstanding figure among the ancient gods. He is good at refining all kinds of magical weapons.To put it bluntly... most of the magic weapons and weapons of the peak giant gods in the ancient times were almost entirely created by "Master Ou Yezi".

It is to follow this emperor to fight for a lifetime "Heavenly Emperor Sword", which was forged by the master craftsman Ou Yezi.

"Unbelievable!... This monster sword was actually forged by the master craftsman Ou Yezi? It was still placed in a cave in a mountain range in the small Great Qin Empire?" Ling Changsheng was in a complicated mood, and he looked more carefully at "Slaying Demon and Weeping Blood" "Lai: "If my estimate is correct, this demon sword should be a defective work of the master craftsman Ou Yezi."

In other words, the master craftsman Ou Yezi has forged innumerable magical weapons in his life, and he will always throw away most of the defective products in the middle of the process. Blessed as a treasured fetish.

Just this "Slaying Monster and Weeping Blood", Ling Changsheng dare to say with certainty, throwing it out, the Great Qin Empire... and even the Chilong Continent will have an earth-shaking sensation.

it is good!
This emperor is worried that he doesn't have a suitable magical weapon to practice the "Heavenly Emperor Sword Art".

His eyes were blazing, and Ling Changsheng couldn't hold back his joy: "The second-grade magic weapon forged by the god general Ou Yezi, at least for me today, is already a peerless magic weapon that is beyond reach!"

"Hula-la."

Immediately, Ling Changsheng jumped onto the stone platform, as if he felt that someone was trying to subdue him, the demon sword "Slaying Demon and Weeping Blood" shook violently, and the blood radiated into the sky, piercing through his soul. "The ancient chains bound outside the Monster Slayer and Weeping Blood are also "clanking"."

Since it is the work of Ou Yezi, a master craftsman, don't you want to show your sharpness and drink the world with blood?

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Ling Changsheng said in a bewitching tone towards the huge sword that was close at hand: "Follow me! I will let you drink blood and stare at all directions! Wouldn't it be better to be buried in this cave?" Happy "ten thousand times?"

As the voice fell, an indescribable aura of "Heavenly Emperor" that transcended the prehistoric and ancient times slowly emerged from the body of the young man in white.

Boom!Boom!
The shaking of Yaoyao Crying Blood became more and more intense, and several ancient chains bound outside the sword body snapped apart.

Without the iron chains to restrain and bind, the blood-colored light spit out by the demon-killing weeping blood seemed to swallow every inch of the "cave".

In the boundless sea of ​​blood, Ling Changsheng strolled out of the courtyard, and the extremely alluring blood-red demon sword was standing in front of him, like a charming and charming peerless beauty, waiting for him to come and kiss her.

Soon, one person and one sword merged into one.

The brilliant blood that covered every inch of the cave dissipated "overnight", leaving nothing left.

Standing there, the young man in white clothes Shengxue held a five-foot-long, flawless, blood-colored demon sword with a demonic aura!
"Gulu~gulu" The iron thorn on the hilt of the sword's hilt extended and penetrated into the boy's palm and arm, sucking blood greedily.

Ok.

Ling Changsheng frowned: "As expected of a demon sword! To control this sword, the master must "raise" it with his own blood."

After only sucking a few breaths from "Monster Slayer and Crying Blood", Ling Changsheng felt top-heavy, and his skin showed signs of withering, "How can my current level of cultivation be able to afford the appetite of this demon sword?"

With a bitter and dry smile, Ling Changsheng yelled: "I can't stop talking! How dare you infect me with the blood of this emperor!"

"... Humming buzzing." The light dimmed, like a child being reprimanded, and the monster-killing weeping blood stopped sucking, but the mournful sound that emanated was really aggrieved.

Ha ha.

"There's nothing you can do about it. I have enough blood for you to drink?" Ling Changsheng jumped out of the cave, thinking to himself: "The blood is indifferent, so I can't raise the monster-killing weeping blood. Unable to unleash the true power of this monster sword..."

Moon stars are rare.

The two girls sat outside the cave, almost falling asleep in a daze, when they heard footsteps, they suddenly woke up.

"You... came out." The second daughter was delighted, but her eyes immediately became strange: "Why... have you lost so much weight?"

Under the moonlight, the young man who should have been beautiful and graceful, but now his face was dull and his skin was dry.

"Isn't it because I sucked a few mouthfuls of blood? Thanks to me stopping it in time, otherwise the person would be a skeleton."

Muttering, Ling Changsheng said, "Don't look at me, look at this!"

"What do you mean?" Lin Xian'er and Lu Linlang fixed their eyes and said, "The boy walked into the cave empty-handed, and now he comes out with one hand holding the hilt of his sword and a giant red sword on his shoulder!"

The strange and mysterious bright red giant sword, showing the meaning of extreme bloodthirsty under the dark night.

"Buzz!" In vain, the demon-slaying weeping blood burst into light, and he threw his teeth and claws at the two girls.

presumptuous!

Ling Changsheng's expression turned serious.

Seeing the fierce and bloody light that rushed to the two girls, it dissipated with the wind.

Zhan Yao wept blood and groaned in grievance, as if to say: "If you don't drink your blood, they can't do it either? They want to starve me to death, and they agreed to take my blood to drink mountains and rivers? Are they all lying to me?"

"Gulu." Lin Xian'er swallowed, "Ling... Ling Changsheng, you bastard! What is this!"

Scold me again?
Butt itches again, doesn't it?

Ling Changsheng yawned: "This cave is very safe, just stay in it tonight."

"Okay." Lu Linlang couldn't stand it any longer, and pulled Lin Xian'er into the cave, "Well... Changsheng, why is that murderous aura gone?"

Ha ha.

The monstrous killing and blood-drinking aura that covered the cave before was all released by "Monster Slaying and Weeping Blood". Now that the demon sword has been subdued by me, naturally there will be no more. "Ling Changsheng replied."

What are you talking about. "Lin Xian'er can't figure it out."

If you don't understand, please stop talking!
... You, how fierce are you!After all, we share weal and woe, so can't we be more gentle?I see that you were very nice to the little girl beside you at the sacrificial ceremony, and spoke softly.

"Lingxue." Ling Changsheng cracked his lips and smiled: "You still want to compare with the little girl, you are so beautiful~~"

(End of this chapter)