Instead, there was a little fat man with a black face and a chubby body that looked like he was only a teenager, with a shaved head and a thin and long pigtail on the back of his head, staring at two big eyes and stomping his feet through gritted teeth, obviously raising up the Dao Ancestor, but the appearance looked funny and cute.

Ding Hao's mouth completely opened into an O-shape, and even the corners of his mouth were about to burst.

I'll it!

This guy who looks like a lucky boy is the true image of the Sword Ancestor? Isn't it? It's really a little hard to accept, why is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years actually look like such a baby, this joke is too big, right?

"What do you see, our sword spirit sword soul is not like you humans, it can change with age, but will always maintain the initial image, hum, this is the real immortality, you can't envy it!"

The Sword Ancestor snorted, no longer paying attention to Ding Hao, but turned into a ball of silver light, slowly towards the embryo of the sword spirit at the top of the ice and snow sword, and began to slowly fuse, once he integrated himself into the embryo of this sword spirit, and then after countless years and opportunities, he might be able to completely unite with the rusty sword and become a god in the sword.

However, at present, all the Sword Ancestor can do is to occupy the magpie's nest, like a hermit crab, temporarily residing in the embryo of the deceased Rusty Sword Sword Spirit Sword Soul, and begin a long period of recuperation.

At this point, everything Ding Hao has to do has been completed.

Suddenly there was a burst and roar behind him, and the ice and snow storm that had stopped suddenly rose into the sky again, and the huge suspected immortal corpse began to erupt again, and the terrifying storm was like a chaotic turbulence, which was not known to be many times stronger than when it first broke out, and it was simply a trend that completely destroyed this world.

"Senpai, I'm leaving. Ding Hao shouted, he knew that this kind of Cheng Dù's coercive storm would definitely not be able to support it by his divine sense.

"Let's go. Sword Ancestor's voice came out.

Ding Hao urged the secret method mantra taught by the Sword Ancestor before, and his mind turned, and the whole moment seemed to melt into the air, slowly disappearing.

......

The next moment.

In the practice room, Ding Hao slowly opened his eyes.

"Whew......" He let out a slow breath, dense beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and the whole process was thrilling, and he finally successfully sent the Sword Ancestor into the rusty sword.

Because the old monster is in Ding Hao's sea of consciousness and has no power to act independently, it is necessary for Ding Hao's divine consciousness incarnation to enter it in order to send him into the rusty sword.

This process is extremely draining of consciousness.

Ding Hao withdrew the palm pressed on the rusty sword, and a cold blood mark appeared in the palm of his hand, and he didn't feel any pain, but the half of the water system primordial concentrate completely disappeared, fusing with the sword body of the rusty sword, as if it had infiltrated into the rusty stains.

He turned his head to take a closer look at the Rusty Sword, and it didn't seem to change.

I don't know what effect it will have after the Sword Ancestor is completely fused with the Sword Spirit Embryo.

After Ding Hao relaxed slightly, he immediately hugged Yuan Shouyi, and ran the [Shengzi Jue] to restore his divine sense, and after about a stick of incense, his spirit became full again, and his divine consciousness was radiant, and he could start the next link.

Still urging the previous secret method.

The left hand was still pressed on the magic knife, and the blood gushed out, soaking into the body of the magic knife together with the other half of the water system primordial concentrate, and the red blood seeped into the blade at a speed like seeping into the sand, which looked extremely weird.

"Sister Dao, I'll start, can you?" Ding Hao asked.

"Let's get started. Dao Zu's voice was also a little dignified.

Ding Hao slowly closed his eyes.

......

The small world inside the magic knife.

A world of flames.

The power of the fire elemental tides, which was extremely dense, flowed in the void like a liquid, and the ground was boiling magma, and from time to time blue bubbles erupted from within it, and the power of the azure flames that erupted even surpassed the fire of Bi Fang.

Ding Hao's divine consciousness body carefully walked through this world of flames.

He had to avoid being hit by the flames that erupted from time to time in the magma below, otherwise he would be seriously injured and quit the small world.

The inner small world of this magic sword is even worse than the small inner world of the rusty sword.

Fortunately, Ding Hao did not find a huge suspected immortal corpse.

About a quarter of an hour later, Ding Hao suddenly felt a trace of coolness, the further he walked, the cooler it became, the temperature dropped rapidly, this strange phenomenon made him more vigilant, about 10,000 meters later, the temperature in the air had become extremely cool.

However, the power of the surrounding fire elemental tides has not diminished.

This is a strange phenomenon.

Ding Hao soon discovered the root cause of this strange thing.

A cloud of blood.

A red and somewhat dazzling ball of blood, slowly floating a hundred meters in front of him, constantly changing shape, as if it was a boiling liquid, a rich bloody smell permeated the surroundings, and a dazzling red light burst out from this ball of blood, as if it was a round of Haori stained red by blood.

It was this dazzling mass of blood that absorbed the heat around it, which led to the sudden drop in temperature in the vicinity, so cool.

Thinking about it carefully, Ding Hao was even more shocked in his heart.

The conductivity of heat is extremely stable and fast in the air, and the internal space of the magic knife is completely a scorching world, and the small blood mass in front of him, at most, is only ten meters in diameter, but it can make the space within 10,000 meters around it cool so, this is not a simple matter, it is fighting against the entire small world.

In other words, the terrifying heat of the entire small world could not resist this blood mass, and it was impossible to heat up the space within 10,000 meters around the blood mass.

From this Cheng Dù, the power contained in this mass of blood clots does not seem to be weaker than the power of the mysterious huge suspected immortal corpse in the Rusty Sword World, and it can completely fight against each other.

All along, the Rusty Sword and the Magic Sword have shown the same level of forbidden power, and sure enough, even the weirdness in them is almost identical.

Ding Hao didn't dare to get too close to this clot of blood.

Because when you are more than 100 meters away, you can feel that there is an aura mixed with tyranny, cruelty, blood, madness, revenge, despair, panic and other negative feelings, emanating from this blood mass, which makes people palpitate.

"Don't get close, this is a ball of demon blood," Dao Ancestor's voice suddenly sounded in Ding Hao's mind, and said: "A ball of demon god true blood, although the consciousness within it has been shattered, it still has a terrifying destructive power, if it is impregnated with your divine sense, it will pollute your sea of consciousness." ”

Ding Hao nodded.

At the same time, a ball of brilliance flickered, and the Dao Ancestor directly broke out from Ding Hao's sea of knowledge, and was the image of a stunning girl, with jade bones and fairy skin, and her exposed skin was fair like the finest mutton fat jade carving, her appearance was innocent and beautiful, and under a pair of curved willow eyebrows, there were big eyes that looked like a small crescent moon when she smiled, her long eyelashes flickered, and there was a clear spring in her eyes.

This girl is so innocent, especially when she smiles, people can't help but take care of her.

Ding Hao couldn't help but be stunned.

It doesn't make sense!

How could Dao Zu, a grumpy old monster who always seems to be in a younger state, have such a pure appearance, it's unbearable, when she and Jian Zu exchange hatred on weekdays, her sharp speech is simply heartbreaking, but the image in front of her ......

Ding Hao felt that his worldview had collapsed a little.

"I know what you're thinking," Dao Zu smiled slightly, like a hundred flowers blooming, and said, "You must be guessing whether my image at the moment is true or not, with that slut's previous vanity, you think I have also stolen the image of my former master, right?"

Ding Hao nodded honestly.

That's exactly what he thought.

Boom!

Dao Zu raised his hand and gave Ding Hao a burst of shock, and said angrily: "Am I that kind of person? How can I deceive others like that slut? You actually suspect that I am a person, I should be beaten!"

Ding Hao covered his head and took a step back, and said deliberately dumbfounded: "Sister Dao, you are very beautiful when you are angry." ”

Dao Zu burst out laughing and said, "Good boy, your mouth is really getting sweeter and sweeter." ”

Ding Hao smiled, paused, and said, "Sister Dao, let's hurry up and find the embryo of the sword spirit of this magic knife, it's important to get down to business." ”

Dao Zu smiled domineeringly and said, "You still need to say this, this fairy has already discovered the existence of the embryo of the sword spirit, okay, you can go back." ”

The voice fell.

Her body turned into a streamer, and she rushed directly towards the magma under the demon's blood, and disappeared into the boiling magma in a flash.

Ding Hao was startled, and suddenly understood something.

Yes, there is demonic blood sitting here, and the temperature of the magma below has also dropped to a bearable range, and the Dao Ancestor obviously found something, so he jumped in.

......

When I opened my eyes, my consciousness returned to the chamber.

Ding Hao withdrew his palm, and there was a scorched black knife mark on his left palm, which was urged to be treated by Xuan Gong, and soon this knife mark disappeared.

And that half of the Yuan Mother Concentrate has also been completely fused into the magic knife.

"Whew...... Finally sent the two old monsters into the sword, which can be regarded as the fulfillment of a wish, otherwise they will know that in the sea, there is that golden light bead, which will threaten them sooner or later. ”

Ding Hao can be regarded as letting go of a hanging heart.

A long time ago, Ding Hao had guessed that the Sword Ancestor and the Sword Ancestor were not life forms in the primitive sense such as the human race or the demon race, but should be some kind of machine spirit or something like that, but the two old monsters have always been secretive about their origins, and Ding Hao is not sure.

In the past, they had to find some divine bodies by themselves and cast containers to hold their soul bodies, but now that they can enter the Demon Sword Rusty Sword, I believe it is a good choice.

A feeling of exhaustion welled up in my heart.

Continuously entering the inner small world of the rusty sword and the magic knife with the body of divine consciousness, and walking in that dangerous environment, it is indeed an adventurous behavior that consumes divine consciousness extremely much, Ding Hao looked inward, and found that his sea of consciousness was extremely weak, and his divine consciousness was excessively consumed.