Chapter 2790: Lunar Cold Lightsaber

After destroying the soul, Di Ping looked at the ground, and inserted a broken sword into the ground. The hilt was lost, only the body of the sword was stained with blood on it, and a palpitating energy was scattered.

"Golden Ice Sword (Remnant): A Tier 5 strong product, made of Void Extreme Gold and Iron. It blends into the bloodline of Frozen Ice Leaving Soul, and the sword has the power of Frost Ice. Additional attributes: armor piercing, tearing, sturdiness, repairable! "

After Di Ping probed it, the attributes of this sword were immediately revealed. This was the third remnant he had acquired. They were all broken after the war. Most of the spirits were attached to the weapon and wandered all year round until it was cut by Di Ping. kill.

He stepped forward and grabbed the blade!

boom! Suddenly, the general chill came, and the next moment, a picture appeared in his mind, a white figure, fluttering, swinging the sword and singing, rushing into the group of monsters, every sword cut out was a sword shadow in the sky, and countless monsters were there. The sword turned into virtual dust.

Suddenly a sword struck, Di Ping felt as if he was frozen, and the boundless chill came over the sky.

At this time, there was only that sword in his world, like a cold moon falling.

At this moment he felt desperate, it seemed that the world had gone away from him, he seemed to be confined in the cold and lonely void waiting to be slaughtered.

"Di·Discover the soul energy, energy extraction!"

"Di·Discover incomplete sword skills: Yueyinghan lightsaber, has been included in the system, please check it out by the host!"

boom!

Suddenly the phantom disappeared, the sword light shattered, and consciousness returned.

Di Ping bends over and gasps, his head is sweaty, and his back is swish even more so that the sweat is soaked in the moment.

At that moment, he had already felt the existence of death, it was so lonely, cold, and desperate.

"What a terrible sword skill!"

There was a hint of horror in Di Ping's eyes. If the sword had been true just now, he would definitely be over. He couldn't hide, let alone resist.

He calmed down for a while, waited for his mood to calm down completely, and then hurriedly entered the system to check.

"Moon Shadow Cold Light Sword (Remnant), there are three styles, the first style is Pinghu Qiuyue Rising, the second style is full of frosty sky, and the third style is full of moon and cold and clear sky. Grade: Tier 5 strong product!"

Sure enough, as Di Ping had judged, this was indeed the sword technique of the Dharma state realm. The Dharma state realm cultivated the power of the law, so the sword skill brought the power of the law, that is, the mighty power of the heavens and the earth, which was invincible by manpower.

There was ecstasy in Di Ping's eyes. He didn't expect that sword skills could be found in this weapon. Although it was incomplete, it was already very good for him. The fifth-tier martial arts were stained with millions.

Even Di Ping now has tens of millions of crystal coins in his hand, and he also feels his scalp numb. Like this swordsmanship, even if it is broken, its value is inestimable. No one needs more than five million.

The two weapons he found earlier were probably more broken and could only extract materials without leaving any information.

This sword still has repair value, and it contains a trace of soul power in it. This is cheap for yourself.

With the gains of this sword, Di Ping became more enthusiastic about hunting spirits.

Divine souls have no reaction to light or sound, and they are extremely sensitive to the aura of life and the fluctuation of spiritual consciousness.

Di Ping has been running the Shui Ji Jue, closing his breath, searching through the ruins like a ghost.

After a great battle, many things are left in the ruins. If you are lucky, you may find good things.

Di Ping is like a scavenger, searching among the broken walls, but it allows him to find some broken weapons, but most of them are corroded by some kind of power.

Di Ping is too familiar with these powers. This is the unique power of demons. Even if ten thousand years have passed, they can still feel it. The trace is full of brutality and evil.