Chapter 718: The Suppressed Little Sword

"Roar!"

Phantom shadows emerged from the blood mist, and these phantoms made Ling Feiyang look so familiar, among them were the eight-headed Demon Beasts of the Huadan Realm, as well as the phantoms of those people or demon beasts who had died under the sword of the Red Gold Little Sword before.

At this time, Ling Feiyang couldn't help but be surprised, "This sword has the ability to capture people's souls?"

"Haha, did you know?"

"Could it be that you already knew?" Ling Feiyang asked with a frown.

"Hehe, this sword is a magic sword after all, you haven't really tamed him, he naturally 'left a hand' for you. ”

Ling Feiyang was even more surprised when he heard this, "Does this sword still know how to keep a hand?Is it so godly?Didn't you say that he didn't have consciousness?"

"That's right, he didn't have consciousness, but he didn't accept you as a master, or he thought you were too weak, by the way, he didn't have the ability to summon the phantom of the monk who killed the demon beast Huyo before, and when he really grew into a magic weapon, this means should be even more obvious, he should have only had a soul dementoring ability before.

Of course, he is not completely detained, but only absorbs some of the 'souls' left in the flesh and essence of the demon beasts and monks that he killed. ”

Old Demon Feng's explanation made Ling Feiyang's mind even more confused and confused, but at least this sword had not really become a refinement.

Ling Feiyang's actions had already made the Red Gold Sword feel a real threat, and although it had not yet completely become a magic weapon, he couldn't wait to stimulate his strength.

These phantoms composed of essence, flesh, and soul breath are very unstable, but they have a certain psychedelic ability, which has to be said to be an extremely lethal means for those monks with weak divine sense.

But if he wanted to deal with Ling Feiyang at once, it was still lacking, because Ling Feiyang's divine sense power was not something that the Red Gold Little Sword could shake at all.

These phantoms condensed by the power of the red gold sword surrounded Ling Feiyang, but they did not embrace Ling Feiyang.

The illusions that were absorbed and transformed by the Red Gold Sword did not contain too much power, on the contrary, they even showed a sense of fear when facing Ling Feiyang at this time.

Ling Feiyang's qi and blood were very vigorous, and his strong physique and special divine sense were simply not something that an unevolved and complete magic weapon could deal with.

If he was held in the hands of a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator, no matter how bad it was, even if a Hua Dan Realm cultivator held him in his hand to deal with Ling Feiyang, he would not be easily restrained by Ling Feiyang.

After all, the little red gold sword is just a weapon, he needs a pillar, and his power can only be exerted when it is held in his hand.

Either recognize the master, or control a sword slave, although he wants to control a sword slave now, he doesn't want to recognize the master, but he also needs a prerequisite, that is, he now has a person who can control him.

But obviously, no, there was only Ling Feiyang here, he didn't want to admit that the master was controlled by Ling Feiyang, and there was no way to control Ling Feiyang to become his sword slave.

So his current situation couldn't help but be a little embarrassing, he couldn't form an effective threat to Ling Feiyang.

The demon beast phantom looming in the blood mist, the monk phantoms, although they looked terrible with their teeth and claws, but in fact their courage was very weak, they didn't dare to approach Ling Feiyang to attack Ling Feiyang, they felt threatened.

"To accept or not to accept!" Ling Feiyang said with his hand on the hilt of his sword and stabbed heavily into the obsidian crystal.

"Boom!"

The sword body of the red gold little sword couldn't help trembling, at this time, the sword body had already entered the obsidian crystal wall by more than five inches, and at the moment when Ling Feiyang had just agitated the Dan power, the power that formed a blood mist to wrap Ling Feiyang was suddenly dispersed.

The red gold sword let out a soft roar, not knowing whether it was to beg for mercy or demonstrate.

But whether it was the former or the latter, his current situation was very bad, because Ling Feiyang, the master, was too powerful, and it was not something he could resist at all.

But subconsciously, he was very unwilling, his strength was further enhanced, and soon he would become a magic weapon, but he had to succumb to the hands of a cultivator, although he had not really formed a sense of self, but he was still very reluctant to surrender to Ling Feiyang.

Because he had been in power for a long time before he fell into the hands of Ling Feiyang, the previous master, who was more of his slave than his master, did not drink the blood of the enemy before attacking the enemy, but first drank the blood of the sword-wielder.

This is simply when the living ancestor gives an offering, but his days of power and fortune were completely lost after meeting Ling Feiyang, and Ling Feiyang couldn't be like his previous masters, who bled to the Chijin Xiaojian when he didn't make a move against the enemy when he was fighting.

We don't have such a rule, sometimes he may not get any benefits after the move, and there is no essence and flesh for him to absorb.

Everything needs to be rewarded by Ling Feiyang, the master, and he can only eat it with the permission of the master, otherwise the consequences will be very serious.

Just when he devoured the eight-headed demon beast before, the Jin Dan among them didn't make it his turn to eat, and all of them were left to Ling Feiyang.

Although Chijin Xiaojian had no self-awareness, he still felt a sense of 'unhappiness', and when his own strength swelled, Chijin Xiaojian couldn't help but choose to resist Ling Feiyang.

Poor Chijin Xiaojian couldn't understand Ling Feiyang's strength at all, he was like a rootless water, when there was no monk holding him, although he still had combat power, but it was very limited, let alone fighting Ling Feiyang.

After all, nominally, Ling Feiyang was still his master, and Ling Feiyang had also left essence blood refining in the sword before.

And even if Ling Feiyang hadn't done all this, in my hands Ling Feiyang, there was still the Wind Old Demon in the field, and the Red Gold Little Sword could still turn the sky upside down?

The result was self-evident, the red gold sword that was about to become a magic weapon was fiercely suppressed by Ling Feiyang, and under the guidance of the Wind Old Demon, Ling Feiyang once again left a drop of essence blood on the sword's body, and also carved a strange rune.

Ling Feiyang didn't know exactly what this rune meant, but if he thought about it, he should know that this rune should have played a certain suppressive role.

The red gold sword is also a magic weapon, and the reason why the magic weapon is called a magic weapon is precisely because of his bloodthirsty characteristics and the ability to grow and advance through accumulation.