Spirit pet creation simulator

Time passed, the sun set, and soon the sky darkened, and it was midnight. ReadМ

Everyone still couldn't find an evil spirit willing to surrender.

Finally, they came to a place called Sword Tomb. According to what was said on the map, there seemed to be fighting evil spirits in this place.

However, everyone searched around and could not see any trace of evil spirits except for the broken swords stuck everywhere on the ground.

"Why is this place called the Sword Tomb?"

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Sutila suddenly asked with some doubts.

"Is it because there are all broken swords here? Why are there so many broken swords here?"

Hearing Sutila's question, everyone became a little puzzled.

"I don't know. The map doesn't explain much. It just says that there was a terrible battle here. I don't know the details."

Ye Qianxing shook his head and expressed his confusion about this.

Although everyone is curious, they are not the kind of people who like to break the casserole and ask the truth. →

Since I can't find the answer, I simply don't think about it.

Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with them.

It was already late at night, and everyone was a little sleepy, so they simply spent the night here.

Ye Qianxing took out several tents from his portable space, which he had prepared for a rainy day.

Everyone entered their respective tents, leaving a group of spiritual pets to watch outside, and then fell into a sweet sleep.

Ye Qianxing did not sleep, but adjusted his breathing, activated his skills to devour everything, and absorbed the thin energy existing in the air.

Improving one's own physique.

He is not as exaggerated as 250. He absorbs the energy in the air at a normal breathing rate. Although it is much slower, it is difficult for others to detect.

"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuangxue Ming."

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star."

“Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.”

"When it's over, I brush off my clothes and hide my merit and fame.

"I have a leisurely drink in Xinling, holding a glass to encourage me to win."

"Three cups of Turanuo will make the five mountains lighter."

"After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and spirit will be restored."

"Waving the golden mallet to save Zhao, Handan was shocked."

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I don't know how long it took, but a soul-stirring hollow voice suddenly sounded outside, and everyone in the tent opened their eyes at the same time.

Why did the sound of poetry reciting suddenly appear outside?

After walking out of the tent, Ye Qianxing noticed that Xia Xiaoyu and others had also walked out. After looking at each other, everyone looked at the direction of the sound at the same time.

I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

In the sword tomb, a phantom in white robe suddenly appeared, holding a long sword, dancing with the sword and singing poetry.

Every movement of this white-robed shadow made everyone marvel.

Even though they don't know much about swordsmanship, they can still see at this moment that the swordsmanship of this white-robed shadow is definitely very advanced.

Everyone couldn't help but indulge in it. Only Ye Qianxing secretly activated the eye of the system to check.

Evil Spirit: Sword Soul

Attributes: Ghost/Fighting

Rating: five stars

Grade: C2

Ability: Falling Star (the sword shines down like a meteor, shocking the enemy's mind, causing physical damage, and has a high chance of putting the enemy into a state of fear)

Wuyue (The body resembles the shadow of Wuyue and cuts quickly. This is why martial arts in the world are fast and unbreakable)

Spreading Flowers (The sword blooms like the flowers of the dark night, causing a range attack)

Weaknesses: Holy Spirit/Demon

Qualifications for advancement:…

Evolution route:…

Introduction: The creation of the sword soul is the gathering of the remaining sword intentions left after the death of countless sword cultivators. They live for the sword and die for the sword.

Ye Qianxing looked at the white-robed shadow in front of him. It turned out to be a dual-element evil spirit of ghost and combat systems.

"It turned out to be the gathering of countless broken sword intentions, which is quite interesting."

Ye Qianxing thought to herself.

This sword soul has a combat system, which meets Zhou Lang's needs.

However, Ye Qianxing was not too optimistic. It was one thing to find him, but it was another thing for him to agree to surrender.

But no matter what, it’s okay to try.

"Senior Sword Soul."

Ye Qianxing cupped his fists and shouted at the sword soul who was dancing with his sword, but the latter didn't react at all.

Ye Qianxing frowned slightly, but soon relaxed.

This time he did not rush to talk to the sword spirit, but quietly waited for it to finish dancing with the sword.

Half an hour later, Sword Soul sheathed his sword, put the long sword into his waist, and finally looked at Ye Qianxing and others.

"You are very good. Over the years, everyone who has seen me has been scared away. You are the only one who stayed to watch me dance with my sword."

"Tell me, what have you learned?"

The sword soul spoke, its voice full of magnetism, which made people feel very comfortable.

But his words really stunned everyone present.

Especially Ye Qianxing, who had planned a lot of rhetoric in his mind, but now it was useless.

Immediately confused.