"Master, you!" I immediately realized what was going on.

This is Wuxiang who injected his yang energy into me.

But how did he do it?

Everyone's yang energy has its own attributes.

You can't force it to others, but the old monk can.

His yang energy is exactly the same as in nature, and it is the kind of unparalleled yang energy.

I absorb it completely fine.

In addition, it was he who poured it into me directly.

This recovery speed is simply outrageously fast.

It is dozens of times faster than if I use nine yang energy vortexes to recover.

Although I don’t have a physical body now, even the amount of yang energy stored in my soul is very large.

This is a cardinality problem, if measured by ordinary physical bodies.

The yang energy stored in my soul now is enough to match eight ordinary people.

With such a huge amount of yang energy, the old monk actually poured in instantly.

This is equivalent to the amount of yang energy of four and a half people.

This speed is really too fast. Wuxiangguang's move is enough to shock the mysterious world.

"Don't worry about anything, hurry up and rush over." Wuxiang's voice penetrated into my mind.

I rushed out without saying a word and activated the Thunder Knife instantly.

There was a loud buzzing sound, and a dazzling sword light was like a bright moon in the sky.

It actually illuminated the entire cave!

Even I was shocked by this scene!

"What...what's going on!" I was shocked.

Only then did I realize that the thunder knife in my hand was not purple!

You know, I used thunder knife to rush over along the way.

No one knows what color my thunder knife is better than me.

The Thunder Knife is an original spell derived from the thunder in the palm of your hand.

Although it was originally created by me, its foundation is the Thunder Knife.

Therefore, the essence of the Thunder Sword is Taoist magic.

The Taoist sect regards purple as its prestige, so my thunder knife will appear purple.

Otherwise, there would be no saying that purple Qi would come to the east.

The purple thunder knife has actually reached the limit of Taoist magic.

That luster and purple light that are like a real knife say everything.

But how could this sect's magic turn into this?

The thunder knife in my hand emits a golden light.

The above is as luster as metal as it is small.

It turned into a golden divine light, constantly sucking and transforming.

The rapid change of color is incredible.

The shape of the Thunder Knife is also completely different from before.

The thunder sword in the past was said to be a thunder sword, but in fact it was more like a wide-body long sword.

However, the thunder knife now has become a semi-arc, looking more like a war knife.

This is like I've never seen before, and the buzzing sound on the thunder knife is louder than before.

It seemed as if he was vaguely singing the Buddhist vocals.

When I heard the vague Buddhist sing of the Buddhist sings, I suddenly understood.

The yang energy that the old monk Wuxiang lost to me has no attributes on the surface.

There is not even his soul mark, it is like the natural yang energy between heaven and earth.

But in fact, these yang energy have the mark of Buddhism.

Although these yang energy has been absorbed by me, it is still blessed by Buddhism.

Although I don’t know how Wuxiang did it, there is no doubt about this.

These yang energy he lost to me seemed to be able to change the nature of my thunder knife.

No, strictly speaking, it is not to change the nature of the thunder knife, but to completely change the form of the thunder knife.

After thinking about it carefully, I understand what's going on.

Since I first mastered the Thunder Knife, it seems that my Thunder Knife has changed twice.

The first change was that the Thunder Knife became closer and stronger, and the sharpness increased a lot.

The second change was that the Thunder Knife became sharper, and the volume and length increased a lot.

These two changes have greatly changed my Thunder Knife.

Thinking about it now, it seems that it is the change that happened after my yang energy surges.

I suddenly realized that although this thunder knife was created by me, its form was not created by me.

Or it should be said that the appearance of the Thunder Knife is actually not under my control.

When I was creating the Thunder Sword Technique, I never studied its form.

It seems that when my brain is hot, it will naturally form without any idea to create.

In this way, will the form of the Thunder Knife change according to the differences in my yang energy attributes?

I figured this out all of a sudden and no longer had any doubts in my heart.

It is precisely because the yang energy sent to me by the old monk is blessed by Buddhism.

So my current yang energy also has the breath of Buddhism.

That's why the Thunder Knife undergoes such a strange change.

From this point of view, this change is not a bad thing, but a good thing.

Finally figured out what was going on, and the knot in my heart was gone.

At this time, the tide of corpses in front had already rushed over, and my sword light magnified several times at this moment.

Like a bright moon, dazzling white light radiates hundreds of meters in a range.

The arc-shaped sword light, with a rumble whistling sound, slashed out with one knife.

The sharp sword light burst out with a dazzling divine light.

The ground was directly torn a huge crack under the radiation of the knife light.

**It is half a meter deep.

This is when the sword light swells and then slashes directly into the ground.

A huge roar filled the entire cave.

The ground trembled slightly, and the power of a sword was so terrifying.

This attack made me startled myself.

The shocking feeling made me unable to even speak.

"It's amazing, it's really amazing."

I subconsciously wanted to look back at the old monk Wuxiang.

But my head tilted, and the old monk Wuxiang suddenly scolded: "Don't look back, concentrate."

Whether we can go out depends on you. We must not be distracted. The old monk is behind you."

"Master..." I want to speak.

But after thinking about it, he swallowed back what he said.

The old monk was right. What I want to do now is not to look at him, but to focus all my attention on the front.

Rumble...

The huge roar was deafening, and the half-moon-shaped sword light was overwhelming.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I could not believe that this sword light was my masterpiece.
To be continued...