Chapter 1732: The Incidental Ability of Deathrattle
It was like singing a low whisper, but it was the whisper of the dead.
Anyone who hears these whispers will be frightened to his hair stands up.
Moreover, the coldness penetrated the flesh and reached the bone marrow, as if even the soul of a person was about to be hooked away and frozen.
"This...sword...the current realm...only...you...can...control..."
Behind the Gate of Hell, the comment from that person came.
Chu Yan's blood spirit is not only vigorous, but also fierce.
Only in this way can we suppress this sword's death breath.
Chu Yan's eyes gathered and he raised his hand to grab it.
Huh!
This grab seemed to pull down the white light in front of you like a big curtain.
The light condensed rapidly in Chu Yan's palm.
The long sword, which was wide in his palm, flew out immediately and was held in Chu Yan's hand.
cold!
Chu Yan’s first feeling was the incomparable cold!#@$&
For a moment, he was so cold that he couldn't speak, and his thinking seemed to be frozen.
But the next moment, the powerful blood spirit, as if melting ice sun, forced the chill away in an instant.
However, the sword seemed to be unbelievable, and it buzzed and trembled, and white frost condensed on the surface, and she wanted to fight back.
"It's very resentful to... your...
"That's natural. I killed him and sucked his spine to refine magic weapons. If I don't hate me, it will make me feel strange." Chu Yan sneered, "Since that's the case, I will completely sacrifice you.
, Tianxing!"%&(&
The light shone in his right hand, and Chu Yan grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the blood and energy in his body rushed wildly like a big river.
The long sword kept trembling in Chu Yan's hand, struggling to get rid of his constraints.
But Tianxing's suppression is simply not something it can withstand.
After a moment, the sword was extremely moving.
At the same time, Chu Yan felt that a bloodline was connected between him and the long sword.
"It's done." Feeling the surrender of the long sword, Chu Yan nodded secretly, and then began to carefully look at the magic weapon he had made himself.
"Eighth-level spiritual weapon." Chu Yan swept his spiritual sense and made a judgment.
This level of magic weapons is definitely the kind that ordinary cultivators in Tianxin Realm always dream of.
However, Chu Yan had the sword Yan, Tian Xing, and the mysterious Mirror Moon in his hand. Comparing it, the eighth-level spiritual weapon was slightly inferior.
But Chu Yan was not in a hurry or disliked him.
Because in his eyes, the current long sword was only completed with the same level as its level.
The remaining 20% of the materials need some special materials to be fused into and then created.
By the time the missing materials are fused into them and they are completely completed by then, Chu Yan believes that even if this long sword cannot be upgraded to the ninth-level spiritual weapon and half a step and ninth-level, there is absolutely no problem.
As for the probability of reaching the ninth level, Chu Yan estimated that if he was more conservative, it would be only 90%.
In fact, although the missing materials are relatively rare, Chu Yan does possess them.
It's just not on him at the moment.
To be precise, the materials needed are currently stored in a treasure house in the Monsoon Pond.
At this time, the long sword was refined, and Chu Yan's next plan was to gather the treasures in these treasure houses.
The reason why Chu Yan did this is not that he currently lacks magic weapons.
The main reason is that it has been a long time since the fall of the Monsoon Pond.
Now the news of the fall of the Three Envoys of the Water, Fire, Light and Thunder under him must have been made public.
In this case, the group of forces he controls will inevitably scatter.
Although most of his thirty-two treasure houses were known to him, he still had five or six treasure houses, just like the one Chu Yan had been to before, someone was guarded.
Since the Monsoon Pond is dead, it is very likely that the people guarding the treasure house will embezzle the treasure house.
Now, the treasure house has its surname Chu, so Chu Yan naturally does not want the various treasures in his treasure house to be taken away by others.
Especially these people are all monks who do evil deeds.
It happened that Chu Yan wanted to be promoted to this newly forged spiritual sword at this time, and he needed several materials.
So he planned to collect all these treasure houses first.
As for the remaining ones that are not under the supervision, there is no need to worry.
If someone you trust passes by in the future, it doesn’t matter if you ask the other party to help you get it.
Chu Yan was thinking about this matter at this moment, and suddenly there was an intermittent sound behind the gate of hell.
"What's the name of this sword..."
"You are quite concerned." Chu Yan chuckled, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's better to call Death Word. Isn't the purpose of creating it at that time to be able to exert the power of the Three Corps Death Word Sword to a greater extent?
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"..."
No sound came from behind the Gate of Hell.
In Chu Yan's opinion, since the other party did not object, it would be equivalent to acquiesce.
So there is no need to worry about this issue.
Chu Yan stretched out his two fingers and gently stroked Death Word.
The sword body of Deeyu is not as smooth and flat as an ordinary sword body.
If you don't look at the hilt of the sword, Death Word is more like polishing a thick and long spine into the shape of a sword.
Its surface is exactly the shape of the spine.
But it is precisely this that makes the sword feel more wild and wild.
And although it seems that the sword does not have a sharp blade, in fact, this sword is even more sharp than an ordinary spiritual weapon.
Chu Yan's divine thoughts penetrated into it, feeling the changes in the dead speech after the sacrifice and refining.
Suddenly, he felt a chill, and through the hilt of the sword, he passed into his meridians.
In an instant, the speed of spiritual energy flowing in his body became slower.
This is naturally not to say that Death Yu has caused any bad interference to Chu Yan.
This change is somewhat similar to a person's slowing breathing or slowing heartbeat.
Almost as soon as Chu Yan felt this change, a sudden light flashed in his mind.
He immediately used the magic of suppressing the realm, and cooperated with the slow flow of this spiritual energy.
Immediately, His Highness Chu's breath trembled for a moment and began to descend.
The state of the second level of the state of mind and state of mind is reduced to the first level of mind and state of mind and state of mind.
Then continue to fall.
It has reached a major achievement in the state of mind.
Then he fell to the first level of the mind state.
Chu Yan works harder.
His breath swayed again, and then it fell a little further.
Although he did not fall into the outrageous realm of Earth Yuan and was still at the level of the first level of the Heavenly Mind state, the feeling he gave at this time was not a master with a second level of the Heavenly Mind state and a strong breath.
It is a new master who has just broken through from the Earth Yuan Realm to the Heavenly Mind Realm, whose realm is not completely stable, and his aura is still rushing.
The difference between the two is one heaven and one earth.
After Chu Yan let go of the sword, his breath suddenly burst out, and his realm suddenly returned to the second level of Tianxin Realm.
After repeating it a few times, Chu Yan's eyes suddenly lit up: "This sword actually has this effect!"