The devil has too many vests

The earth dragon turned over, and the phantom of the roaring dragon's veins opened its teeth and danced its claws. In the golden light, the divine sword was flying across the sky, and the sword's light was swallowing, exuding an incomparable majesty.

Su Xinghan's body almost uncontrollably flew back to where the divine sword was.

He vaguely felt that the stinging heart seemed to be pierced by an invisible thread, and the other end of the thread was connected to the radiant divine sword.

Su Xinghan's heart and mind were infinitely close to it, and he could even sense the excitement of being eager to try and show off his supernatural power just after the birth of the divine sword.It was as if the Excalibur had become a part of his body, or rather, he had become a part of the Excalibur.

"This is... what's wrong with me?" Su Xinghan was puzzled, with pain and bewilderment intertwined on his face.

Emperor Dayou's excited voice came from his head: "Sacrificing people with swords and shaping their spirits...it really is feasible! Priest, I must thank you for all of this!"

As we all know, the biggest difference between a divine weapon and a spiritual weapon is that a divine weapon has a spirit.But the spirit of the gods cannot be created out of thin air by human beings. It needs great chance and great luck. The birth of many artifacts is often a coincidence.

Or the weapon that bears the master's will gradually gives birth to spirituality over a long period of time.And this time may sometimes take thousands of years to calculate.

Therefore, Chaomu, which has always been called the "Excalibur" by the Dayou royal family, is actually just a "pseudo-excalibur" in essence, because it has no spirituality itself.

It's just that the royal family of Dayou was opportunistic. During the casting process, the dragon veins were used to nourish it, so that it had a relationship with the dragon veins. With the help of the power of the dragon veins, it endowed it with a power similar to spirituality. If it wants to truly transform into a sword, it needs to be born. The spirituality, that is, the sword spirit.

Su Xinghan vaguely heard the meaning of his words, but he didn't have time to react.

Clang!

Excalibur issued a clear sword chant.

Thousands of invisible sword energy erupted suddenly in his heart, as if to cut his heart into thousands of pieces.In the severe pain, his snow-like robe was stained with scarlet in large swaths, like a blooming blood plum.

Above the sky, the figure of the man in white fell rapidly, and countless strands of sword light burst out from his body, cutting the surrounding air along with gushing blood.

It was as if his whole body had turned into a humanoid divine weapon.

This kind of change happened within three to five breaths.

Yan Weilou witnessed this startling change with his own eyes, and suddenly a strong suffocation came from his heart, the blood in his body seemed to flow backwards, indescribable emotions dominated his entire brain at this moment, and all his rationality was washed away.

By the time he reacted, he had swallowed a whole bottle of Shengsheng Huadan, and the wounds inside his body healed quickly under the washing of a terrifying life force, and there were more indigestible medicinal powers rampaging in his body, making him Blood mist burst out one after another.

His young body grew taller and taller, and he regained his adult figure.

The spiritual weapon-level black robe changed with his figure, fitting onto his slender and strong body, and the deep, ink-like tone seemed to cover the entire night sky.

Regardless of future troubles, he forcibly regained his strength. Looking at the rapidly falling figure, Yan Weilou didn't even think about it. He stomped his toes continuously in mid-air, and his whole body was shot out like an arrow that left the string.

There was a violent sound of breaking through the sky, and a black shadow descended from the sky, and caught up with the man in white who fell in mid-air.

Clouds of blood mist exploded on Yan Weilou's body, spraying all the way in mid-air.

His brows were cold, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't react at all to this, he just fixed his eyes on the snow-white figure and jumped to fish it.

Thousands of sword lights burst out from the man in white cut his body instantly, as if holding a sharpened sword in his arms, he was bound to be injured by the sharp edge of the sword.In an instant, countless wounds were added to his body.

Yan Weilou hugged him more gently.

Su Xinghan, who was immersed in severe pain, suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a warm and familiar embrace, and even the pain was not so strong.A sigh of relief and satisfaction escaped from his lips.

For a moment, Yan Weilou didn't know what to do.

He didn't know exactly how Su Xinghan was related to that divine sword. If he shot rashly, would he implicate Su Xinghan and cause more serious consequences?What is the most appropriate way to do it?

...He was so at a loss for the first time.

Confused in his heart, Yan Weilou turned around, looked coldly at the divine sword hanging in mid-air, and turned to look at Emperor Dayou standing on the top of the wall.

In his deep and deep pupils, there was a murderous intent.In an instant, a terrifying aura that seemed to have slaughtered tens of millions of people flickered from the young man.

A momentary hallucination appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It was as if endless darkness descended suddenly, engulfing the sun and covering the entire world.Their hearts seemed to be swallowed by this endless darkness, all light was lost in front of their eyes, and there was no sound in their ears, leaving only emptiness, dead silence, and deep terror.

In the royal city, a large number of ordinary people fainted on the ground. Even accomplished practitioners could not bear this terrifying mental oppression. In just a moment, their hearts were completely swallowed by darkness, as if they had fallen into an endless trap. in the nightmare.

Even if the hallucination dissipated in the next moment, they still couldn't get rid of the extremely real feeling before, their eyes were dull, and a sleepwalking expression remained on their faces.

Perhaps after today, many people will remain in a permanent shadow in their hearts. From then on, their hearts will be dusted, the Dao will be cut off, and it will be difficult to make any progress.

But if someone can overcome fear and strengthen their own will, they may be able to use this to cleanse their minds and clarify their own Dao. In the future, it will be no problem to break through to become a great master, not to mention whether they can become heavenly or human.

This is the martial arts will that is so powerful that it can almost affect the changes of the four seasons of the world, and the impact it has on the weak.

Moreover, this was not Yan Weilou's intentional active attack, but the unintentional large-scale impact caused by the leak of the homicide.

How terrifying is the power of heaven and man!

Above the imperial city, Emperor Dayou, who had endured most of the killing intent, suddenly swayed, as if being hit by a heavy hammer on his soul, his face turned extremely pale in an instant.If the old Taoist in Tsing Yi hadn't appeared by his side in time to support his body, I'm afraid he would have made a fool of himself.

Under this oppression, he forcibly straightened his back, raised his head, and met Yan Weilou's eyes in midair, and was immediately awed by the martial arts will conveyed by his eyes, and his head buzzed again.

As if seeing the worry and anxiety hidden under the young man's awe-inspiring murderous intent, he spat out a mouthful of blood, but laughed heartily to himself.

"It's useless! The sword species planted has exploded, the sword is alive, and the sword is dead... Even if you are a heavenly being, it is impossible to forcibly cut off the connection between him and the divine sword! "

Yan Weilou looked at him coldly.

The previous loss of control seemed to have never happened. The more angry he was, the calmer his mind became, and his heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the deep sea.

It was cold, clear, and calm, but at any time, there was a storm brewing that could overturn the entire deep sea.

At this time, Su Xinghan, who had been obediently lying in his arms until now, even though he was enduring the severe pain without making a sound, suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the front of his shirt.

Yan Weilou immediately looked down at him.

Su Xinghan endured the pain and moved his body, turned his head buried in Yan Weilou's arms, turned his face towards Emperor Dayou, and asked, "You lied to me?"

His voice trembled slightly due to the pain, but his eyes and tone were extremely serious, with almost naive obstinacy, he must clarify the doubts in his heart.

Emperor Dayou was stunned for a moment.

Then, he admitted frankly: "Yes, we lied to you. The ancestors lied to you from the beginning."

It seems that every conspirator will have a feeling that he can't wait to share with others when his plan is successful. He sighed and shook his head:

"Priest, priest, after all, you don't understand people's hearts, you are still too naive!"

The phantom of the dragon veins roared above his head, Emperor Dayou raised his hand, and the divine sword flew towards him, hovering in front of him.With the protection of the divine sword, he seemed to suddenly feel a great sense of security, and he was no longer so vigilant about Yan Weilou, who was staring at him not far away.

"...Even though you tried your best to conceal it back then and even made up lies about a hermit, my ancestor Dayou discovered early on that you are different from ordinary people."

"——You are by no means an ordinary person. You have a bloodline that is far more noble than that of heaven and man. You can even resonate with dragon veins... You are the sword sacrificer that my Dayou royal family has been looking for!"

"Once you become the spirit of the Excalibur, you will definitely make the relationship between Chaomu Excalibur and Dayou Dragon Vein even closer. Hahaha, this is God's will to rejuvenate me, Dayou!"

His obsessive eyes fell on the sword, with indescribable enthusiasm: "The dreams of generations of ancestors are about to be fulfilled, and I am indeed the destined master of ZTE!"

Sacrifice soldiers with human beings, and refine souls into spirits.This kind of evil method of making a magic weapon has been circulated since ancient times, but the probability of success is simply one in a billion, which is even lower than the probability of birthing a magic weapon under normal circumstances.

This kind of evil method not only has extremely high requirements on the soul of the sword sacrificer, it must be 100% fit and resonant with the divine weapon, but also has special requirements on the material of the divine weapon.

Originally, the Dayou royal family only wanted to forge a "false divine sword" with the help of dragon veins, but the appearance of Su Xinghan gave them even bigger delusions.

"So that's how it is..."

Su Xinghan's voice was vague like raving.

It has to be said that these people guessed part of the truth by mistake.

Although they don't know Su Xinghan's identity as the "spirit of heaven and earth", as a spiritual race, Su Xinghan and Chaomujian do have a fit and resonance that is difficult for ordinary humans to achieve. Instinctive fuzzy thoughts could be heard in the sound of the sword chanting.

——In Su Xinghan's eyes, this means that this sword does have the possibility of being completely born spiritually and becoming a magic weapon.This is also the biggest reason why he is willing to promise the Dayou royal family to help straighten out the power of the dragon veins and help Chaomu refine it.

Just as human beings instinctively have tender emotions towards newborns, even the heinous villains will have a soft heart when facing their own cubs.

Realizing that Chaomu Excalibur is likely to be born with spirituality, Su Xinghan naturally has a different attitude towards it.Even the name "Zhaomu" was given by him.

This also caused him to fail to see through the schemes of the Dayou royal family, and was really stupid to help sacrifice Chaomu for nearly a hundred years.

Who knew that these people didn't want to cultivate the orthodox magic soldiers at all, but secretly plotted against him, and even planted an evil method on Su Xinghan's body at some point, until now it has been aroused!

Su Xinghan's body was trembling in severe pain, and the inexplicable connection from Chaomu Excalibur seemed to be draining the strength from his body until he sacrificed all his flesh and blood.

"Sorry." Su Xinghan murmured softly, spraying his warm breath on Yan Weilou's heart, his voice was muffled, "...I'm too stupid to hurt you."

The warm breath from the chest warmed Yan Weilou's heart, as if his heart had been soaked in a tent of warm water.

... Until now, this person's first reaction was to worry that he would be hurt?How could there be such a cutie in the world?

Although his memory of the past is blank, Yan Weilou does not feel that he is the "gentle, kind, generous and just" "Yuan" in Su Xinghan's mouth. At least, he can feel the coldness in his nature. Far harder than anyone imagined.

Even if he didn't know anything about the past, and maybe there were dangerous enemies looking for him, he never felt the slightest fear or worry, as if he had a calmness that could survive in any situation, and always treated him Everyone has a heart of vigilance.

But for the first time, he discovered that he would become so soft-hearted because of a boy he had only known for a few days.

"No, it's not you who should apologize."

Yan Weilou didn't know how gentle his voice was.

"Although...you are really stupid."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed the rapidly trembling eyelashes of the man in white. This movement was almost natural.

Su Xinghan was stunned.

... He was actually very happy when he was called stupid?

The depression and grievance that had just been born in my heart turned into fly ash under this warm touch.It was as if a small flower had suddenly sprouted from his severely aching heart, and the trembling petals shone in the bright and bright spring light, rolling with dewdrops.

Joy spread across his heart faster than pain.

And Yan Weilou raised his head again, his gaze towards the imperial city was cold and awe-inspiring, with a layer of murderous intent floating like shattered ice.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly:

"Don't worry, although I'm a bit stupid, you can't implicate me. I'll take you to kill someone first."