Ye Jingjing looked at the Changhong Sword and said that it was false that she was not moved. Although she disdained, she knew the preciousness of the Changhong Sword.

It turned out that she wanted to give it to her.

Ye Jingjing raised a smile on her face. She took the Changhong Sword and said, "I like it very much."

"I'm afraid this won't work." Feng Qingyang spoke.

Qingge turned his head, "Why?"

"Changhong Sword, one person, one sword, and a lifetime. Only those who have the chance identified by the Changhong Sword can open it. Even if they are given to others, if they cannot open the scabbard, they will be useless." Feng Qingyang said.

Everyone suddenly realized that it was like that.

Even if Ye Qingge had already opened the Changhong Sword and the scabbard was closed, the others still couldn't draw the sword, which was useless.

"I'll try." Yan Fuping stood up and stretched out his right hand.

Ye Jingjing raised her eyebrows and then threw the Changhong Sword to Yan Fuping.

The three major families, the ancestor of the Yan family, the eldest of the Wei family, and the head of the Yan family, are the most powerful people besides Yongyesheng.

Yan Fuping held the Changhong Sword and tried his best. The Changhong Sword that had just been opened was not moving now, and there was no crack at all.

Yan Fuping smiled brightly and returned the Changhong sword to Ye Jingjing, "Master Qingyang said it well. This sword is like the long rainbow of the sky, with a strong spirit, mysterious and hanging. Master Qingyang's weapon refining technique is getting more and more powerful.

Now.”

Qingge raised his eyebrows. If that was the case, it would be troublesome.

She is not good at swords. The sharp blade of the sword is not as sharp as that of a sword. The sword passes silently, the sword comes out of the guillotine, and the blood is left to keep the corpse.

Perhaps it was because of the opening of the Changhong Sword that came inexplicably. Although Qingge pulled out the Changhong Sword, he had no feelings in his heart.

She thought that Ye Jingjing had no weapons on her body, and leaving the Changhong Sword on her body could also enhance some strength. Not only that, if you get the Changhong Sword and return to the Nether Island, Ye Jingjing would be more valued by the island owner.

A long rainbow sword, Qingge thought very far.

Ye Jingjing shook the Changhong Sword and looked up and down.

This sword is so powerful?

Ye Jingjing became interested and put her hand on the hilt of the sword. She used a little force, stopped her hand, frowned, and she was really a little powerful and difficult to pull out.

Ye Jingjing became more and more vigorous. She filled her palms with dark elements, her eyes were fierce, and her dark eyes suddenly seemed to be a mandala in the depths of her eyes. In a moment, her eyes turned into a dark purple.

A kind of colorful and deep beauty, mysterious, noble, and cannot be desecrated.

No one believed that Ye Jingjing could open the Changhong Sword.

She is different from Ye Qingge. Ye Qingge is cruel and ruthless, but she is a true cultivator. The dantian is full of spiritual energy, and there is no other magazine or evil aura.

Although Ye Jingjing is young, her body reveals the devil's aura. In her tendons, veins, blood and flesh, there are dark elements as misty as smoke flowing. Once those pure dark elements gather and develop, they will be the momentum of the sky collapse and the earth breaking.

The Changhong Sword is so righteous that how could an evil person open it?

The dark elements are like poisonous snakes, entangled with the long rainbow sword, and even tend to spread in all directions.

Spiritual masters and practitioners are already disgusted with dark masters. They hate the smell of dark elements. That smell is not for the nose, but for the soul, heart, and perception.

The atmosphere in the west courtyard of the city lord's mansion is particularly heavy.

The soles of Ye Jingjing's feet seemed to have grown a tree. The black tree was dead and the dark purple vines extended from the roots, wrapping the Ye Jingjing.

In the spiritual world, the voice of nightmare trembled, "Dark Body... My God, what has this girl experienced? How could she have a dark body and a yin demon heart?"

Light song lowered his eyes, and blood light rose!

In the realm of nothingness, a thick magnetic male voice was emitted from the immortal stone left by Yingwu Hou: "The dark body, the corpse of the dark Venerable above the tenth level will be left after rotting, dark elements with heavy yin energy, and powerful darkness.

The master travels around the world, wanders around, collects dark elements to the corpse land, and then takes the vitality of the dying person, seals it for ten years. After ten years, all the dark elements merge into one and become a real dark master.

”

"The Heart of Yin Demon, in the divination world, is called the Demon Fate Star. In the Dark Master's Realm, the Heart of Yin Demon is the seed of the Dark Tree. Once it takes root and sprouts, it can be the most important thing to absorb the Heart of Yin Demon, and it can become the most important thing if it is the Dark Tree.

The strong dark master is terrible, and the heart of the Yin Demon will never be seen in a thousand years."

Under normal circumstances, the heart of the Yin Demon and the body of the Dark will not appear on the same person.

Moreover, the dark body has no soul, and its formation depends entirely on the dark element soul that lingers in the corpse of the Venerable. It takes ten years to awaken.

Ye Jingjing was not formed in the dark element. On the contrary, she was once full of spiritual energy. She had a father and mother, but her parents died. In this way, she already had the Yin Demon Fate Star, so why did she still become a dark body.

?

This is impossible.

Qingge's eyes were slightly red.

Nightmare began to nostalgia for this world.

It turns out that there are so many miracles and incredible things in the world, and he hasn't seen enough of the wind and scenery along the way.

Unfortunately, he is just a pitiful worm living in other people's bodies. He is just a fragile skeleton. He has no blood, flesh, and no internal organs.

The eyes of everyone were all on Ye Jingjing.

Ye Jingjing's face was expressionless, her eyes were purple and black, and black vines wrapped around her petite body, and then spread to the Changhong Sword.

The crystal white light is cool in the night.

In an instant, Ye Jingjing exerted force and a crisp sound rang out.

Snap-

Snap-

The Changhong Sword was opened.

Ye Jingjing slowly pulled out the Changhong Sword, not as relaxed as Ye Qingge, but it was like an awakening of some kind of power.

The strong wind wrinkled, and silver light burst out from the Changhong Sword, illuminating the entire fallen flower city. The surging power as tide surged wildly.

Qingge finally understood when he saw this scene.

It turns out that the Changhong Sword has already chosen its master.

Qingge smiles.

Night Jingjing is a life bred by dark elements, but it is not an evil person.

Perhaps it was the power of the integration of good and evil in her body that attracted the Changhong Sword.

At that moment, the strong light covered Ye Jingjing's face, revealing only such terrifyingly beautiful eyes.

Then, the purple color in my eyes gradually faded away, and the enchanting vines and tree roots turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

Ye Jingjing was surprised and curious.

The moment she drew out the sword, her soul seemed to have a bond connected to the Changhong Sword.

She could even feel the vitality of the Changhong Sword, which was a vigorous throbbing.

Very subtle feeling.

The silver light disappeared.

Ye Jingjing turned her head and carefully observed the Changhong Sword in her hand. She thought that this broken sword might not be as bad as she thought.

Still acceptable.

Ye Jingjing smiled at the corner of her mouth.

Under the gauze of the hat, Feng Qingyang nodded lightly.

It seems that the decision to come to Luohua City this time is very correct.

Both weapons have their own home.

Each has its value.

Yong Yesheng looked at Feng Qingyang secretly.

Feng Qingyang, what exactly are you thinking?
Chapter completed!