A moment later, Ding Hao came to his room.

After sitting cross-legged, he began to enter the realm of cultivation again, these few days, Ding Hao saw the battle between many masters, and he also had a big battle with Bai Qingxin of Qingyun Sect, and he had a new experience of the battle.

Now that there is nothing to do, of course Ding Hao will not let go of any of them, and the opportunity to improve his strength and not waste any time is one of Ding Hao's good habits. If you want to survive in this cruel cultivation realm and live better than others, there is only one way, and that is to have a higher strength than others, which Ding Hao has long known.

With the slow accumulation of combat experience, although Ding Hao's skills have not improved significantly recently, his cultivation has improved a lot, and the more he is in the life and death of the battle, the more useful it is for the tempering of a person's mind.

Seeing that the recent realm has been stabilized, Ding Hao knows that now he can find someone to devour again, as long as he devours another cultivator in the out-of-body period, his strength will go further, and he will also enter the new realm of the out-of-body stage, so when Ding Hao is cultivating now, he also begins to secretly calculate who to take in his heart.

After thinking for a while, although there are quite a lot of candidates, but now the people and horses of the other two sects of the Demon Gate are all on the Broken Soul Mountain, and they are about to leave the Broken Soul Mountain, it seems that there is no time to digest after devouring, not to mention that on the way to Sanzhou and one island, a big battle with Emperor Cheng and others is even more inevitable.

And if the digestion time after devouring is delayed for a long time, he is afraid that it will not be good for him, so Ding Hao dispelled the idea of immediately taking someone under the knife, and secretly thought to himself, waiting for Emperor Cheng and others to intercept him, at that time, let the Blood Demon Mountains help capture a person, and then devour the digestion on the way, and when he arrives at Sanzhou and one island, he may be able to enter the out-of-body period.

Thinking of this, Ding Hao felt that if he did this, it would really be no trouble, and after running the Wuji Demon Sect a few times, Ding Hao slowly stopped.

Touching the Heavenly Death Sword hanging on his chest, Ding Hao took it down and held it in his hand, and observed it carefully, the last time when he was cultivating the treasure armor, Ding Hao was in a hurry and didn't have time to pay more attention to the Heavenly Death Sword, but now he has nothing to do, and it will take a few days for everyone in the Wuji Demon Sect to arrange the affairs in the sect properly.

And Ding Hao knew that this sword was by no means ordinary, and now he just had to explore it, hoping to detect some clues of the Heavenly Death Sword.

Looking at the small sword the size of a palm in his hand, I don't know if it was an illusion, Ding Hao actually felt that the current Heavenly Sword was a little more lustrous than when he had just taken it out of the Treasure Pavilion of the Purgatory Demon Sect, but Ding Hao was not sure if this was really the case, so he looked at it more carefully.

After watching it for nearly an hour, Ding Hao was thinking hard in his mind, the information about the best flying sword in his mind, but after thinking about it, he didn't find any information similar to the Heavenly Death Sword, and it was really useless to even have a clue.

Transporting the special true qi of the Wuji Demon Skill into it, there was no reflection like a stone sinking into the sea, thinking about it, Ding Hao remembered the experience of getting the treasure armor at the beginning, and knew that all the best treasures could choose a new master with blood after losing their master, so he was ruthless, and turned the middle finger of his right hand into a big mouth, and watched the blood of the middle finger fall on the Heavenly Death Sword.

At this moment, Ding Hao held his breath, and his breath did not come out, looking at the Heavenly Death Sword in his palm with a nervous expression, after half an hour, there was no reflection, and after an hour, there was still no reflection.

Ding Hao secretly said that he really couldn't see it, could it really be just an ordinary little sword, and he was suspicious, otherwise how could there be no change.

Shaking his head, Ding Hao didn't think much about it, put the Heavenly Death Sword in front of him, carefully observed, looked at it, I don't know how long it took, Ding Hao felt that his eyes seemed to be spent, and the texture in the Heavenly Death Sword in front of him seemed to be flowing water, as if it was flowing slightly.

Illusion, it must be an illusion, Ding Hao thought so, and tried to close his eyes, or twist his head, not to look at the Heavenly Death Sword, but for some reason, it seemed to be enchanted, his eyes couldn't be removed from the Heavenly Death Sword at all, he knew that something was wrong, but there was no way.

At this time, Ding Hao's heart began to be anxious, knowing that this day was absolutely extraordinary, and he knew that he shouldn't look at it like this, and he planned to avoid his eyes, but he just couldn't get his wish, just like a person who knew that he was in a nightmare and wanted to wake up from the dream, but he couldn't do it.

And at this time, something even more terrible happened, as his eyes were fixed, the texture in the Heavenly Death Sword in his hand seemed to be really moving, and the true yuan in his whole body slowly flowed towards the Heavenly Death Sword, although the loss of true yuan was not unacceptable to Ding Hao now, but if it continued like this, I was afraid that it would not be long before he would also drain the true yuan, which Ding Hao definitely couldn't afford.

In the end, it was said that he devoured other people's true yuan, but today he was restrained by a small sword, and what was even more hateful was that Ding Hao now didn't even have the ability to use Wuji Demon Skill, and his true yuan was no longer controlled by his own mind at all.

This feeling made Ding Hao frightened, knowing that everything was happening, but he was helpless, this sense of powerlessness made Ding Hao feel deeply depressed and sad.

When Ding Hao secretly complained about himself, there was a sudden shock in his head, and suddenly, the control of his body returned to normal, and everything seemed to have not changed, except for the Heavenly Death Sword that exuded a more strange luster in Ding Hao's hand.

In the blink of an eye, next to him were the eccentric gazes of the Blood Demon Mountain and the Poison Demon King Yihan looking at him, Ding Hao suddenly realized that it seemed that he could regain consciousness, which must be the reason why these two people made a move.

"What's going on?" asked the Blood Demon Mountain in a deep voice.

Sighing, Ding Hao shook his head and said, "I don't know too much!"

Seeing that the two were extremely puzzled, Ding Hao recounted what happened.

After listening to Ding Hao's speech, the Blood Demon Mountains and the Poison Demon King Yihan were surprised to the peak, staring at the Heavenly Death Sword in Ding Hao's hand for a moment.

Smiling indifferently, Ding Hao did not hesitate to hand the Heavenly Death Sword to the Blood Demon Mountain, and the Blood Demon Mountain took the Heavenly Death Sword, carefully observed it for a long time, and then made various legal decisions towards the Heavenly Death Sword, and finally found that there was no change in the Heavenly Death Sword.

With a dejected smile, the Blood Demon Mountains shook their heads and handed the Heavenly Death Sword to the Poison Demon King Yihan, who was already about to move.

Half a sound, the Poison Demon King Yihan also used all the methods on the Heavenly Death Sword, and the Heavenly Death Sword was the same as just now, there was still no change, haha laughed, the Poison Demon King Yihan said: "It seems that our method is not good, but at least it proves one thing, that is, this sword uses ordinary methods, and it is absolutely impossible to communicate." And this sword is also extraordinary!"

Nodding, the Blood Demon Lieshan said: "Yes, but the old man has another guess, that is, there should be a kind of [***] strange array in the texture of the Heavenly Death Sword, which can affect the will of the viewer, otherwise Ding Hao, this kid, will never be so enlightened." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ding Hao and the Poison Demon King Yihan both moved in their hearts, and secretly said that this Blood Demon Mountain seemed to have some truth.

Ding Hao hurriedly snatched the Heavenly Death Sword from the Poison Demon King Yihan's hand, and looked at it again, but nothing changed.

Shaking his head and sighing, Ding Hao still hung the Heavenly Death Sword on his neck, just attached to his neck, and suddenly felt that his true qi flowed a little into the Heavenly Death Sword.

After shaking his head again, Ding Hao said, "When you came in just now, what happened when you saw me?"

"Because you stayed in the room for a long time and didn't show up, the old man didn't see you come out after the transmission, so he came with the poison demon to see what was going on with you, and when we came in, we found that you were normal except for the strange flow of true qi, thinking that you were in retreat, but after calling you a few times, we found that you didn't seem to hear at all, and then we realized that you were unusual, and finally we used the Shocking Roar to wake you up from that state!"

Nodding, Ding Hao smiled faintly: "I see, that really worries the second elder, hehe, it's okay now." ”

Seeing that Ding Hao didn't care at all, after thinking about it for a while, the Poison Demon King Yihan said with a straight face: "This day the sword thing is strange, you'd better take him from his neck and put it in the storage ring, and don't take it out casually in the future, it's strange, you have to be careful!"

Hearing what the Poison Demon King Yihan said, the Blood Demon Lieshan also nodded yes, thinking about it, Ding Hao knew that the two of them had good intentions, and he was not sure what the Heavenly Sword would do now, for the sake of safety, Ding Hao nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then put him away, if there is time in the future, it will not be too late for the three of us to study it again." ”

With that, Ding Hao took the Heavenly Death Sword from his chest and put it into the storage ring.

After all this was done, Ding Hao spoke: "What is the situation now, has the affairs in the sect been cleaned up?"

Nodding, the Blood Demon Lie Mountain spoke: "I have been prepared for a long time, and now my Wuji Demon Sect can leave the Broken Soul Mountain at any time, but the Purgatory Demon Lord has already sent people to urge him several times, saying that he will form an alliance with our Wuji Demon Sect before the other two sects of the Demon Gate leave the Broken Soul Mountain, it seems that everyone should know by now that we are about to leave the Broken Soul Mountain!"

Hearing him say this, Ding Hao knew that this time the matter was estimated to have taken a lot of time, so he asked, "How long has it been since I left the Wuji Hall that time?"

"It's been seven days!" the Blood Demon Mountains began.

It's been seven days, no wonder it's so, Ding Hao said secretly.

(To be continued)