Chapter 394 The Psychic Treasure wants to dodge. It was already too late, Feng Hao could only close his eyes and wait for death.

"Huh!"

The position of the heart was slightly itchy, Feng Hao felt that there seemed to be something more in his body, and when he looked inside, he found that the long sword named 'God Killing Sword' was hanging above the Wu Yuan vortex in his body, and between the slight shaking, wisps of Wu Yuan were devoured, and then, the whole body of the God Killing Room was full of luminescence, and it became bright again.

"What's going on?"

The serious loss of martial arts in his body surprised Feng Hao, and he hurriedly took out two pieces of martial crystals and began refining them to fill the consumption in his body.

Devouring, still continuing, the sword of killing gods has no intention of stopping.

An hour and a half later, Feng Hao had refined a total of dozens of martial crystals, and finally, the god-killing room stopped its devouring momentum, as if it was full.

"Whew!"

Feng Hao let out a long breath, reached out and wiped the sweat on his cheeks, and then put away the Wu Jing in his hand with palpitations.

The speed of the devouring of the Divine Sword is too fast, and the most obvious thing is that it is directly absorbing the energy in the martial crystal, otherwise, it is the derivation of the ground-level secret technique, and the refining speed is not so fast.

However, thinking about what happened just now, Feng Hao couldn't help but be a little afraid.

If it's not that you have a lot of money, then you can't suck an adult *dry*?

"What the hell is it?"

Looking at the long sword suspended above Wu Yuan's whirlpool, Feng Hao couldn't help but have some doubts.

It's not so weird to be the 'Wufeng' of the best spiritual weapon, I won't talk about it if I can't pull it out, and now I actually run directly into my body and swallow it wildly, what is this called?

"Huh!"

As soon as his mind moved, this god-killing sword appeared in Feng Hao's hand.

Bloodline connection, this bloodline connection is different from the feeling of 'no edge', at this time, Feng Hao felt that this god-killing sword was like a part of his body, a bone sticking out of his body.

"Whew!"

Turning around, Feng Hao held the god-killing sword and swung towards the nearby rock wall, the piercing sound of breaking the air resounded, crisp and cold, the cold air flashed, the god-killing sword was like cutting tofu, directly cutting into the rock wall that had been tempered by thousands of years of thunder attributes, without a single pause, directly drawing a semi-circular arc.

"Shhh

Feng Hao gasped, and secretly smacked his tongue in his heart, "Good guy, I'm afraid that this level has already surpassed the best spiritual weapon 'Wufeng', right?"

"Buzz!"

As if he understood Feng Hao's intentions, the Divine Sword trembled slightly, and let out a buzz, as if expressing his dissatisfaction to Feng Hao.

"Ugh!"

Feeling the protest of the long sword in his hand, Feng Hao was directly stunned, looking at the god-killing sword in his hand, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

It's so weird!

Could this weapon be psychic? Can you understand what you mean in your heart?

"Buzz!"

As if he was very proud of Feng Hao's surprise, the Divine Sword shook again, letting out a smug hum.

"Wait, smug?"

Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, he felt that he also understood the meaning of this god-killing hum.

Nima, what's going on?

I actually understand the meaning of a weapon, and besides, this weapon still has its own emotions?

The strange feeling made Feng Hao feel a little cold in his body, and when he let go, he threw the god-killing room out.

"Huh!"

fell to the ground, and the god-killing sword directly submerged into the ground, leaving only the hilt outside.

The sharpness is terrifying.

"Buzz!"

With a hum, the Divine Sword naturally levitated, and with the momentum of thunder, it directly rushed into Feng Hao's body.

"What the hell is it?"

Looking at the god-killing sword suspended on the vortex of Wu Yuan, Feng Hao still felt a little panicked in his heart.

"The Divine Sword is a treasure weapon!"

Thirteen, who was standing aside, gave him an explanation.

"Treasures?"

Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What is the treasure?"

"The treasure is the psychic weapon!"

Dry words came out of Thirteen's mouth, but his expression did not change.

"Psychic vessels?"

Feng Hao's heart was shocked, and he thought that Fang Cai, this Divine Sword actually understood what he meant, and he also understood the emotions it expressed.

Isn't this channeling?

"Weapons are psychic?"

Feng Hao still couldn't believe it, in the scope of his understanding, the best spiritual weapon, this is already the limit of the world, but now, from the mouth of the thirteenth, there is a treasure weapon that can pass through the spirit.

"You know a lot. ”

Glancing at the indifferent Thirteenth, Feng Hao said quietly.

I don't even know as much as a puppet.

The thirteenth didn't reply, just stood there coldly, motionless, making Feng Hao a little embarrassed.

Isn't this a piece of wood?

By the way, it's a puppet, slightly better than wood.

"It's time to get out of the woods. ”

Exhaled, Feng Hao did not put away the shell armor of the thunder turtle.

He understood that the reason why the Thunder Domain existed was because of the crystal nucleus in the Thunder Tortoise Shell Armor, right? If it was put away, the Thunder Domain would be gone, and the role of the Black Tower would not exist.

Anyway, it doesn't seem to be of much use, so it's better to stay here, although I don't know how long the crystal nucleus that is constantly exuding energy can last, but it should be able to last for thousands of years, right? At that time, the Xilan Kingdom should be able to gain a foothold even if it doesn't rely on the Black Tower.

"Huh!"

Under the leadership of the thirteenth, in the blink of an eye, he ascended from under the sinkhole.

Out of the sinkhole, Feng Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The arc below put too much pressure on him, and his heart was as heavy as pressing on a boulder underneath.

"Let's go. ”

Although I don't know how long I've been in this minefield, Feng Hao feels like it's been at least a few days, right?

Moreover, he was faintly still a little worried about whether the Wu family would send someone to Yin.

"Hmph, if you dare to come, then don't blame me for being rude. ”

Looking at the thirteenth following behind him, the corners of Feng Hao's mouth lifted a cold arc.

With the thirteenth here, even if you set foot on the Wu family, there won't be any big problem.

"Looks like it's time for a demonstration. ”

With the hidden danger of the Wu family, Feng Hao is always uneasy, he doesn't like trouble, so he usually strangles the trouble in the cradle, and the best way is to cut off the source and kill the Wu family!

Thinking about it, Feng Hao was even more looking forward to it, if the Wu family dared to come, it would just give him an excuse to do it.

Stepping out of the iron gate, he closed the iron door, locked the chain again, and after all this was done, he walked outside.

"Coming out?"

Seeing the young man who came out from within, Jianmu's heart shook.

Eight days, eight whole days! He was in the Thunder Realm for eight days!

"Hmm. ”

Seeing the shocked and inexplicable look of the old man, Feng Hao knew that he must have been staying for a long time, but at the same time, he was also a little relaxed in his heart.

At least, nothing happened to the Feng family.