Butler Long said: "Master, given the current level of the Holy Prison, I cannot give a judgment on the value of the sword, but it is certain that it is worth more than 100 billion."
Chu Feng frowned slightly: "Then can I use that sword?"
"Master, I don't know. Some things that are not too precious have great requirements for the user. If the strength is low, it is impossible for such things to be recognized, let alone used, but some have certain
Even those with lower strength can recognize the spiritual treasure, but I don't know how powerful it can be," said Long Guanjia.
"Butler Long, hurry up and get that blood." Chu Feng said, stood up and left the room. Feng Binning and Lan Wen were not practicing with all their strength. They felt Chu Feng's departure, but at this time they did not
Wake up from practice.
After Chu Feng left the house, his real body disappeared instantly, leaving an energy body on the spot. Although this energy body was fake, in this holy prison space, Feng Binning and the others couldn't tell it apart if they didn't distinguish it carefully.
After leaving the small village, Chu Feng's true body appeared elsewhere in the holy prison space. "What a treasure." Looking at the black sword more than ten meters away, Chu Feng's eyes glowed. From the black sword
Above, Chu Feng felt a power that shocked the soul. If this place was not in the holy prison space, Chu Feng would not be too strong.
Dare to get close to the black sword, but in this holy prison space, his master is not so easy to die. Even if the black sword explodes in an instant, the holy prison can guarantee that Chu Feng will not die completely, as long as it is not
Complete death, with the power of the medical clinic, it wouldn't take long for Chu Feng to recover.
"I don't know if you have spirituality. If you have spirituality, then you should respond to me and let's have a good talk." Chu Feng got closer to the black sword and said.
The black sword did not move at all. Chu Feng frowned slightly. If the black sword was spiritual, then he could still use it. If there was no spirituality, it would be quite difficult to make the black sword recognize its owner - no
For spiritual treasures, you can only rely entirely on your own strength to make the treasure recognize its owner. But if there is a spiritual treasure, if the treasure itself is willing to recognize you as its owner, then the difficulty will be reduced countless times!
Like Lan Wen, Taiwu Pagoda recognized her as its master when she was just an ordinary person. With her own strength at that time, could she let something like Taiwu Pagoda recognize her as its master? If it weren't for Taiwu Pagoda itself.
Spirituality chose her as its master, and Lan Wen simply couldn't let Tai
The witch tower recognized the master. Later, because Lan Wen's own power was too weak, she could not use the power of the witch tower for a long time. Of course, Lan Wen today can use some of the witch towers.
It has power, but the power it can use is quite small!
Chu Feng approached the black sword step by step, and finally his hand gently touched the black sword. "If you are spiritual, just tremble, otherwise you can only continue to sleep!" Chu Feng
A thought passed into the black sword.
The black light flashed on the black sword, and there were two more words on the blade near the hilt - Hei Ming! The two words Hei Ming were written in the common characters on the Infinite Continent. Of course Chu Feng
I won't recognize it.
"Buzz!" After the word "Hei Ming" appeared, the entire sword body began to tremble slightly. Chu Feng's eyes showed joy, this sword was indeed a sword with spirituality, and his
Although the Blood Shadow Sword can barely be used now, the Blood Shadow Sword is really a little bit ordinary, and if his cultivation continues to improve, using the Blood Shadow Sword will not increase his combat effectiveness much. Therefore, if he can make this
It is a wonderful thing to recognize the owner of a sword.
"Hei Ming, you said your name is Hei Ming?" Chu Feng said. The sword trembled again. "Hei Ming, are you willing to accept me as your master?" Chu Feng said.
The Black Underworld Sword trembled slightly, and then instantly turned into a black light and shot toward Chu Feng's chest. In the blink of an eye, the Black Underworld Sword had already entered Chu Feng's body.
A look of astonishment appeared on Chu Feng's face. He was originally going to use emotion, reason, inducement and even threats, but unexpectedly, he just asked, "Who is Hei Ming?"
It had already entered his body, and Chu Feng felt at this time that Hei Ming had initially recognized him as his master.
Everything went so smoothly that Chu Feng had a bad feeling in his heart. At this moment, an old strange laughter sounded in Chu Feng's mind: "Jie Jie, wonderful, so wonderful, after so many years."
You can actually enter the body of a living person. I hate staying in that dead body, hahaha!"
"Who are you?" Chu Feng said in his mind. Although he was a little shocked at first, Chu Feng quickly calmed down. His soul was protected by the Holy Prison and was not so easily harmed.
As for the body, in this holy prison space, it would be difficult for the Black Underworld Sword to completely destroy his body.
"I am Heiming. Little guy, I don't care about you. I like others to call me Lord Heiming!" said the voice in Chu Feng's mind.
"Heiming, it's you who recognizes me as your master. Instead of asking my master to call me little guy, you still want me to call you Lord Heiming?!" Chu Feng sneered.
"Little guy, if I don't show you a little bit of my power, do you really think you can become my master?" Hei Ming's sneering voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind, "Soul-stealing!"
As Hei Ming spoke, a large cloud of black mist in Chu Feng's mind rolled toward the depths of Chu Feng's sea of consciousness, "Little guy, I have already seen your soul. What a pitiful, weak soul."
Ah, but it smells good, it has a fragrant and unyielding smell." Hei Minggui said with a genuine smile.
When Hei Ming spoke, the large black mist had completely wrapped up Chu Feng's soul. When the soul was wrapped, Chu Feng's eyes instantly lost their luster, and his mind was completely transferred to
On top of your core soul.
"Little guy, don't you know one thing? If a person cannot control a sword, a sword can control a person! Just become my slave obediently. Don't worry, I will not kill you right away.
"Hei Ming said.
Just when the large group of black mist was about to invade Chu Feng's soul, a dazzling light burst out from Chu Feng's soul. The dazzling light turned into a golden light in a short time.
The giant golden hand completely grasped the large mass of black mist in its hand.
"What the hell is this?!" A horrified voice came from the black mist, "Little guy, what the hell is this?!"
At this time, a voice came out of Chu Feng's soul: "Old ghost Heiming wants to steal your uncle's soul and make your uncle your slave. Go ahead and dream of your spring and autumn dream! Butler Long, give it to me
Get rid of this old ghost!"
The figure of Butler Long also appeared in the depths of Chu Feng's sea of consciousness: "Master, if you kill him, the power of the Black Underworld Sword will be reduced a lot, and Master, you cannot make the Black Underworld Sword recognize its master."
"Then what should we do?" Chu Feng said. The power of the Black Underworld Sword has been reduced and it is now unable to recognize its master. Both Chu Feng are somewhat unable to accept it.
Butler Long smiled and said: "Master, there is no other way. If it does not advance its recognition of the master to the point of irreversibility, we can only destroy it!"
Chu Feng nodded slightly: "Well, although the Black Underworld Sword is less powerful, it can only be like this." "Wait, wait, boy, we have something to discuss, discuss it carefully." In the black mist
An anxious voice came out, and it tried many times, but it couldn't escape the control of the giant golden hand.
That golden giant hand can be said to be the essence of the holy prison. It is grasped by this golden giant hand. Not to mention that the power of the black mist has not reached the soul strength of a god-level strongman. Even if it has reached it, it is caught by the golden giant hand.
It was impossible to escape if caught by his giant hand, but what Chu Feng didn't know was that his kindness value was rapidly declining at this time.
"Discuss, what is there to discuss? There are only two choices for you. One is to completely recognize me as Lord, and the other is to be completely destroyed. You have five seconds to think about it, Butler Long. After five seconds,
If his choice is the latter or he has no choice, destroy it." Chu Feng said coldly.
Now Hei Ming only initially recognizes Chu Feng as his master. With this preliminary recognition of his master, Hei Ming's sword spirit is so powerful that it cannot be controlled by Chu Feng. But if it reaches the level of complete recognition of its master, then even if it is Chu Feng's.
Feng's strength was much weaker, and Hei Ming's sword spirit couldn't resist if he wanted to. At that time, Chu Feng could make the Hei Ming Sword's sword spirit endure great pain with just a thought, and even if the sword spirit was caught
If Chu Feng's soul is allowed to perish by seizing the opportunity, it will perish in the same way.
Five seconds was a short period of time. Within five seconds, there was no sound from the black mist. Chu Feng said: "Butler Long, destroy him!"
"Wait! It's okay for me to completely recognize you as my lord, but I have a few conditions -" the guy in the black mist said. "Let's talk about the conditions, and then we can talk about it after I completely recognize you as my lord." Chu Feng said coldly, "
Start completely recognizing your master now, otherwise don’t blame me for being rude!"
"You, you are cruel!"
The black mist turned into an old man in black robes and said angrily. He thought he was free, but he didn't expect that there was such a perverted thing in Chu Feng's mind. With the strength of his spiritual body, he could be controlled so easily!
"Let's begin!" The voice of the old man in black robe was full of boundless resentment. Chu Feng chuckled, and a trace of his soul power turned into tiny soul marks and penetrated into the body of the old man in black robe. The old man in black robe looked ugly, and he
He wanted to resist, but the giant golden hands around him made him lose the courage to resist.
Time passed by minute by second, and the recognition of the master lasted for a long time. A full ten minutes passed, and Chu Feng stopped after entering tens of thousands of soul marks. At this time, the face of the old man in black robe was already
There was no trace of resentment and he stood there calmly.
"Hei Ming, what should you call me?" Chu Feng said. "Master." The old man in black robe said expressionlessly. He could not resist Chu Feng's order now, but it did not mean that he could not resist a little bit.