Seeing this, Ling Xuejiu couldn't help but remind him: "You don't need to use your true energy to resist, otherwise, it will treat you as an enemy." After hearing this, Leng Xuan responded, and then walked towards the wooden box again. This time
, he did not use any infuriating energy. When he walked closer to the wooden box, the terrifying aura suddenly became calmer. Although it still brought a lot of pressure to him, it was much better than before. With Ling
The snow vultures stood side by side in front of the wooden box. Leng Xuan lowered his head and cast his gaze into the wooden box. Suddenly, he saw a rich purple light flashing in the wooden box, covering up the shape of the spiritual weapon.
After hesitating for a moment, Leng Xuan stretched out his hand and slowly probed towards the purple light. However, as soon as his hand touched the surface of the purple light, he was thrown away by a strong force and fell heavily.
Falling to the ground. Seeing this, Ling Xuejiao rushed forward and asked with concern: "Are you okay?" Leng Xuan wiped the blood that spilled from the corner of his lips, shook his head and said: "It's okay." Although he said so,
But his face was not very good. The terrifying counterattack just now caused a certain degree of internal injury to his body. Although he was shocked by the horror of the spiritual weapon, he was even more determined to take it away.
He was determined to acquire a spiritual weapon. With such a powerful spiritual weapon in hand, maybe he could really destroy the blood demon. After the energy and blood in his body calmed down, Leng Xuan asked: "What should I do to make it possible?"
accept me?"
Ling Xuejiu shook his head and said, "I don't know. The elders of Jiutian Holy Palace used their own strength to forcefully use it." Hearing this, Leng Xuan couldn't help but frown. The words in Ling Xuejiu's mouth
All the elders are in the late stage of Mahayana. In terms of cultivation, he is still one level behind. Moreover, more importantly, there were four elders working together in Jiutian Holy Palace, but he was the only one. Thinking of this
, he couldn't help but laughed bitterly. After thinking for a moment, he asked: "Can't it be made to recognize its master?" Ling Xuejiao shook his head and said: "No, that saint also tried it back then, but was defeated by the spiritual weapon.
Rejected. As the saying goes, spiritual weapons have spirits. For a powerful spiritual weapon like this, unless the cultivation level is higher than it, otherwise, it will not bother to recognize you as its master." After saying this, she paused and changed her words.
He said: "Leng Xuan, if it doesn't work, give up." Leng Xuan squinted at the purple light blooming in the wooden box, slowly shook his head and said, "No, I can't give up." With that, he strode up.
He was ready to try again. Seeing his persistent eyes, Ling Xuejiao said helplessly: "Actually, there is no way to take it away."
Hearing this, Leng Xuan immediately asked: "What can I do?" Ling Xuejiu said: "As long as you persist for one minute, you can get its recognition. Remember, it is recognition, not recognition. Only by letting it recognize you, it will
Only then will I let you take it away." Leng Xuan nodded and said: "I understand." After saying that, he took a deep breath, his eyes full of determination. Then, he reached out his hand again and penetrated the vagina.
In the purple light. Just like before, when his hand touched the purple light, he immediately felt a strong force coming. However, how could he let that force attack him if he was well prepared?
Seeing that his whole body's momentum was released, a strong and dazzling golden light surged out instantly, resisting the invasion of that force. The moment the two forces touched, he felt a shock all over his body, and a stream of blood almost came from his mouth.