"That's right." Qiu Wanqing sighed softly, and then said: "You may not look at this guy's honest face, but he is actually the most cunning. He is just looking for someone. With his power, it is simple
, To be honest, one Source Crystal is enough, but this guy actually offered five Source Crystals, just to raise the price."
"Ah this..."
Wei Zong scratched his head: "If you put it this way, three source crystals are actually a lot..."
"Of course it's a lot." Qiu Wanqing glanced at Wei Zong, but the next moment she shook her head and said: "It doesn't matter, three Source Crystals are just three Source Crystals, as long as I can kill Han Luo, everything will be worth it.
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"That's true..."
Wei Zong nodded, quite agreeing.
After a brief conversation, the two of them parted ways. Qiu Wanqing naturally returned to her master, while Wei Zong returned to the previous restaurant, where he opened a room as a short resting place.
After returning to the room, Wei Zong's eyes flashed.
"Han Luo..."
As a disciple of Li Qingfeng, Han Luo definitely has a lot of good things in him. If he can be killed, the benefits will be unlimited. But the disadvantages are also obvious. Killing Li Qingfeng's disciple will definitely be noticed by Li Qingfeng.
but……
Wei Zong can't control so much now.
For some reason, since not long ago, his sense of crisis has become more and more serious, as if something bad is going to happen.
If you continue to practice slowly as before, it may be too late.
That's why... Wei Zong chose to take the risk with his troops.
Anyway, we will meet Li Qingfeng's swordsman sooner or later, it doesn't make any difference if it's earlier or later.
After clarifying these things, Wei Zong took a long breath, sat down, and recharged his energy for the subsequent pursuit of Han Luo. He didn't know what kind of trouble he would encounter by then, so he first maintained his condition.
Being at the top is what matters most.
Just after Wei Zong closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a moment, he suddenly felt something in his heart and suddenly opened his eyes after feeling three of them.
The next moment, Wei Zong flipped his palm, the storage ring flashed with light, and a sword appeared in his hand.
It was Zhao Changkong's former sword that he had snatched from the evil lord before.
At this time, the sword fell into silence, just like an ordinary long sword, without any abnormality. This is because after Wei Zong awakened the sword spirit before, the sword spirit became powerful and consumed all the power in it.
All done.
The sword now has only an empty shell left, and even the sword spirit has fallen into a deep sleep. Even if Wei Zong uses the previous formation again, it is impossible to wake it up.
As for why Wei Zong suddenly took it out, it was not that there was something wrong with it, but another sword.
Wei Zong's storage ring flashed again, and the next moment, the bronze sword appeared in Wei Zong's hand.
Weizong has used this bronze sword several times, and has some understanding of its power...
It can be said to be... infinitely powerful!
Such a powerful weapon is definitely not an ordinary magic weapon. Wei Zong previously thought that it was a magic weapon for a strong person in the Hunyuan Realm, but after all the subsequent events, Wei Zong felt that... it might be more than that.
All in all, the origin of this bronze sword is very mysterious, and even Wei Zong couldn't figure it out for a while.
At this time, there was also something wrong with the bronze sword. From just now, the bronze sword had been buzzing and trembling, as if it had seen something exciting.
Wei Zong could feel a sense of desire in it. This was also the first time Wei Zong had contact with this bronze sword.
And what this bronze sword desires...
It's Zhao Changkong's sword!
Therefore, Wei Zong simply took out the two together and held them in his two hands.
As expected, after feeling Zhao Changkong's sword, the bronze sword trembled even more violently. Amidst the buzzing sound, even Wei Zong was a little unable to hold it.
"I'm so eager..."
Looking at the bronze sword, Wei Zong had a smile on his face.
He did not feed Zhao Changkong's sword to the other party, but instead probed with his soul and penetrated deeply into the bronze sword. Before, the bronze sword had always ignored him, and even if his soul penetrated, there was no response.
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Only when you feed the opponent source energy, will the bronze sword respond at all.
But Wei Zong had a feeling in his mind that this sword had its own consciousness. This was normal. High-level magic weapons almost all had their own sanity. However, the consciousness in this bronze sword,
I just don’t want to deal with myself.
I don't know if he looks down on Wei Zong or what.
Naturally, Wei Zong didn't want to continue like this. Only by cooperating with the consciousness in the bronze sword could he make better use of the power of the bronze sword.
So, just take this opportunity...
Wei Zong's spirit penetrated and penetrated directly into the depths of the bronze sword. This time, he felt an extremely longing consciousness.
"Give me……"
The sound was rumbling, constantly exploding in Wei Zong's soul, and it was very terrifying.
Hearing this voice, those who are generally unsteady-minded may have their souls collapse directly.
"Not honest yet..." A sneer appeared on Wei Zong's face, but the other party had not revealed it until this moment.
So, he snorted coldly and said: "If you really want to swallow that sword, you'd better come forward and talk to me. There is no sincerity in being so secretive!"
After saying this, Wei Zong waited, waiting for the other party to come forward.
but……
Nothing else emerged except that longing consciousness.
"Give me...give me...give me..."
The rumbling sound was still circulating around Wei Zong.
After a moment, Wei Zong frowned and snorted: "It seems... there is nothing to talk about, so there is nothing to say!"
After saying that, Wei Zong withdrew his soul and took it back directly from the bronze sword.
The next moment, he picked up Zhao Changkong's sword and was about to take it back.
Then at this moment, a gentle sigh sounded in his ears, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, Wei Zong's hair stood on end.
"Oh, that's all..."
There was endless loneliness in the sighing sound.
"Finally appeared..."
After being slightly surprised, Wei Zong smiled again on his face.
As expected, he was not disappointed. The sword spirit in the bronze sword was still unable to calm down. It seemed... it was indeed seriously injured and urgently needed other magic weapons to swallow it to heal its wounds. Otherwise, it would not be so out of control.
It seems that what Wei Zong did before was actually very effective.
With a chuckle, Wei Zong's mind penetrated into the bronze sword again.