Chapter 123: Promote again

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Chapter 123 Promotion Again

Reincarnation stone.

A cloud of black mist appeared in front of Chu Xingyun, suspended in midair.

In this mist, there were sounds of ape roar from time to time, as if there was a violent ape monkey hiding in the mist, which would rush out at any time and tear Chu Xingyun to pieces.

This mist is Xiao Ting's Wuling, the black ape.

"Ning!" At this moment, Chu Xingyun snorted, opened his mouth, and released the wild beast fire.

The faint firelight released a domineering breath between jumps, which made the violent black ape Wuling immediately stop roaring, and the fog was rolling endlessly, as if something terrified had been encountered.

"It really works." Chu Xingyun was overjoyed in his heart without any hesitation. The palm of his hand looked up, and the mysterious dark flames ignited, covering the black ape martial spirit and turning it into a dark crystal.

However, Chu Xingyun has not yet taken the next step, and the beast fire suddenly rushed out, completely covering the black crystal, and the heart of the flame swayed, and began to slowly absorb the martial spirit power in the crystal.

"The myriad beast fires, no wonder that the most overbearing artificial flames, in my opinion, if this fire is transformed to the highest level, it is enough to match the strange flames born in the world, and in some ways, it is more powerful than those strange flames. Chu Xingyun saw that the dark crystals were gradually melting, his pupils were shrinking, and his heart was horrified by the overbearingness of thousands of beasts.

At the same time, he can also feel that as the dark crystals continue to melt, the power of the ten thousand beast fire is slowly increasing, just like a new bud that has just broken through the ground and is thriving.

Mind moved slightly, Chu Xingyun took back the Beast Fire and let it slowly absorb the power of Wuling in the Linghai.

After a short break, Chu Xingyun felt that his body had completely recovered before he stood up.

I saw that he took a deep breath, waved his palm, and a cold light burst out in front of him. This cold light condensed into a sword, and with a sharp voice of breaking the sky, he killed him directly.

Under the terrible cold, even the air became frost, and the entire space was completely frozen.

Chu Xingyun's expression didn't move. Above his right hand, a dark flame burst out, without flashing or hiding.

Sigh!

The moment Han Hanjian touched the dark flame, the sorrowful cold dissipated into nothing, the sword body was enveloped by the dark flame, and began to tremble madly, with a tendency to melt.

But even so, the Hanlin Sword continued to release coldness, and the sword Yin continued, like a wild beast, who wanted to break free and completely kill Chu Xingyun.

"This dark flame is formed by the unnamed exercises, and it can completely burn and melt Wuling. Xiao Ting's black ape Wuling ranks in the third grade and only insists on the time of two breaths. This cold scale sword Wuling is powerful, It has been able to resist for so long. "

Chu Xingyun was filled with joy in his heart.

The cold scale sword can resist the dark flames, which all shows that the martial spirit is strong. The longer it persists, the greater the potential of the martial spirit, and the greater the help of the spiritual sword.

Judging from the situation in front of me, this cold-scale sword martial spirit is among the four grades, and it should also be regarded as one of the best.

At this point in his mind, Chu Xingyun suddenly became interested. The spiritual power in his body ran fast, completely enveloping the cold scale sword, and the fire was blazing. After burning for half an hour, he finally melted it into a blue crystal.

Chu Xingyun left and summoned the sword of Wuling, spurting out, blending the two together.

The rumbling voice came. At this moment, the spirit sword erupted into a blue light, and the light was soaring into the sky. Every snow fell coldly, and it touched Chu Xingyun's body, transforming instantly. For endless pain.

"Come on well!" Chu Xingyun Lang laughed, his body slightly bent, and began to put on a strange and peculiar shape.

At this moment, he is urging "Fan Sheng Que".

Ever since the "Fat Health Quenching Formula" entered the second level, Chu Xingyun needed to use the force of the outside world to exert more pressure on the body, thereby breaking through the limits and squeezing out the vitality.

The process of devouring Wuling will produce a strong pain. The higher the level of Wuling, the more terrible the pain will be. Chu Xingyun uses this painlessly to forcibly cultivate the "Fan Sheng Que".

Click, click!

The pain is constantly superimposed, making Chu Xingyun's bones almost cracked, but he still looks indifferent, even with a trace of unyielding color, the movements are changing one by one, faster and more crazy, squeezing his vitality .

Time passed quickly, and unconsciously, five days passed.

Chu Xingyun soaked his body in the blood pool, closed his eyes and opened his pores all over the body, and was constantly absorbing the essence of life contained in the blood pool.

Above his head, the spirit sword floated there.

At this moment, the spirit sword surrounded the cold cold light, and there were cold scales on the sword. The cold light was blooming from these cold scales, and they were connected together as if they had life.

Chu Xingyun slowly opened his eyes and stroked his palm, and the Spirit Sword seemed to resonate, and the tip of the sword twitched, and immediately swept in the direction of Chu Xingyun.

A low-pitched sword chanting sound came, the void in the sky, where the Spirit Sword passed by, froze into a frost, and the cold air was still. When it fell into the palm of Chu Xingyun, the cold air still did not dissipate. All arms are frozen.

Chu Xingyun looked at the frost on his arm and tried to stretch it out.

Buzz!

A cold air suddenly released at his arm. This cold air was not unusual. The fierceness of the sword light made Chu Xingyun a little surprised. A strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, in addition to the cold characteristics, the cold scale sword also has a control feature that allows me to fully control this cold air. Strictly speaking, these two characteristics are enough to make the cold scale sword comparable to the fifth-grade martial spirit." Chu Xingyun shocked in his heart.

All martial arts have this characteristic.

For example, the ghost spirit wolf martial spirit is very fast and good at hiding, then it has two characteristics of speed and hiding.

Another example is Shui Qianyue's Xuanshui Spirit Fox, which can control the water vapor in the air and serve it for his own use, thus converging into a rolling wave. This is the controlling characteristic.

There are strengths and weaknesses between characteristics.

The two characteristics of speed and hiding are very common, and the control characteristics are more powerful, which can make the warrior's attacking methods more diverse and endless means.

"After swallowing the Hanlin Sword, the Spirit Sword has been successfully promoted to the third rank, but it has four characteristics. If you let others know, I might think that you have an illusion."

Chu Xingyun smiled faintly, the spirit sword spurted forward, the sword light flickered, the cold air frozen the air in front, and the white frost flew, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a little, which made people feel chills.

With Jian Feng still intact, Chu Xingyun began to exhibit "Feng Lei Jian Jue".

The sound of wind and thunder exploded, and the sword shadow was heavy, which not only possessed the speed of the wind and thunder, but also contained the frosty cold light, flashing continuously, rolling up the water in the blood pool, and rolling endlessly.

Chu Xingyun's current behavior is adapting to changes in the spirit sword.

After the Spirit Sword was promoted to the third grade, the spirituality was more prosperous, and the two characteristics of coldness and control were added. Chu Xingyun naturally took time to familiarize himself with this change and do whatever he wanted.

At the same time, he is still in the process, trying to awaken the new Wuling talent and bring his strength to the next level!

Sword production, sword collection, ascetic cultivation, perception ...

In this boring practice, seven days passed quickly.

Chu Xingyun stood in the courtyard, and his qi condensed frost, lingering around his body, constantly converging together, and finally, stored in the Linghai along the body's meridian.

If someone is in this courtyard at this time, they will find that the frost around Chu Xingyun's body exudes a harsh air like a sword, but once approached, the breath will disappear, as if never It has existed, and it is hazy and unpredictable.