"Why did the Demon Lord's sword get into her hands?" Cheng Fengzong asked in a calm voice.
Xue Yu shrugged, "We don't know that."
Mu Chongxi raised her hand, "I know, I know. At that time, Song Hansheng, Duan Hengdao, and Ye Qiao, the four of us were in the monster's belly together, and she took it out."
"???"
"I'll figure it out later." Qin Fanfan felt that his brain was not full, "You four were in the belly of a monster? Were you four crazy and went to the monster's belly to have a party?"
No wonder during the competition, Ye Qiao would mention Duan Hengdao from time to time. How many people have been in the same belly?
He thought that these children had some serious friendship, and they had really spent time there together.
"Forget the horizontal sword part, why is there Song Hansheng in it?"
"He was so mean back then that he insisted on provoking other monsters to attack us, and we will suffer the consequences later." After saying that, Mu Chongxi smiled proudly again: "Hahaha, you didn't expect that we were actually quadruplets at that time!"
——Honestly, he looks like a fool.
Zhou Xingyun thought he was too embarrassed, so he covered Mu Zhongxi's mouth with one hand and forced him to shut up.
Is it a glorious thing for four family members to be swallowed by monsters?
"Oh." Mingxuan said in a long and meaningful tone, "Quadruplets, I didn't expect that Song Hansheng and Duan Hengdao have wronged you undercover in Yue Qingzong and Chengfeng Sect for so many years? Why don't you consider coming to our Changming Sect?
chant."
Neither of them bothered to pay attention to his sarcastic teasing.
"If I knew it was the Demon Lord's sword, I would have gone to get it." Duan Hengdao touched his arm, "But at that time, the stick felt a bit weird."
Bu Jianjun's origin is really a mystery. Even Cheng Feng Sect's self-proclaimed knowledgeable weapon cultivator didn't find out the origin. In the end, it turned out to be the demon king's sword. No wonder Cheng Feng Sect couldn't find it no matter how much they checked.
Let’s put aside the matter of not seeing you for now.
At this moment, Feixianjian was going crazy for some reason, its light was getting stronger and weaker, and it kept scurrying around.
Mu Zhongxi frowned, "Which one of you is going to stop her?"
What are you doing?
Several sword spirits looked at each other in confusion. Hanshuang Jian was about to stop her, but was stopped silently by the leader of the Wenjian Sect with a look, "Let's see what she wants to do first."
He noticed early on that the Feixian Sword was going crazy.
I didn’t think much about it at first. The Feixian Sword had been in the Sword Cave for a hundred years. This sword spirit had been forgotten for too long, so the leader of the Wenjian Sect failed to think of its ability at the first time.
Strength and weakness come from the sword master.
At that time, Ye Qiao's three-day thunderstorm was almost over. Feixianjian's reaction was so intense that he asked the Sword Sect leader to see what the sword spirit was planning to do.
Ye Qiao was still thinking about whether Tiandao wanted to brew a big one for herself near the end, and was always alert to the thunder disaster in the air, until Leng Buding was hit by the Feixian Sword. She was slightly stunned, stretched out her hand to hold the Feixian Sword, and paid attention
Notice something's wrong with it, "What's wrong?"
She wanted to throw away the Feixian Sword.
If the Heavenly Dao strikes again, how can the Flying Immortal Sword be able to withstand it?
"Just take it."
The leader of the Wenjian Sect's voice sounded suddenly, "Hold tight."
Ye Qiao subconsciously followed the instructions. The moment he clenched the Feixian Sword, he felt his palms were hot, and his Dantian was also hot. There was no one around the sword. Several sect leaders had personally witnessed the power caused by this kind of lightning disaster.
, they only dare to watch from a distance and give advice when appropriate.
While Ye Qiao was wary of Thunder Tribulation, he listened to the sect master's words and held the Feixian Sword tightly.
After a moment, she looked at the leader of the Wenjian Sect for help. Under the questioning look of the other party, Ye Qiao shook the Feixian Sword in his hand and said sincerely, "This sword is hot to the touch."
It was so hot that she felt like she was being burned by the sun.
Ye Qiao's tone was too sincere. Under her expectant gaze, the master of Wenjian Sect said coldly, "Hold tight."
ruthless.
She could only change her hands, and the thunder washed her meridians again and again, waiting for the final thunder disaster. Ye Qiao was also waiting.
A loud "bang" broke the silence in the air, and the boundary of the half-space shrouded by thunderclouds seemed to be divided into two halves. Finally, the first thunderstorm made everyone hold their breath, and the silver thunder and lightning seemed to be dormant among the clouds.
The dragon swoops down!
The moment it landed, Ye Qiao quickly held the Feixian Sword in his arms to prevent the sword spirit from being split apart by the thunder.
The spirit sword in her arms was hot. Ye Qiao lowered her head and huddled together. The dazzling light of the silver sky thunder fell down, and the pain that almost broke her spine made her almost lose her balance and lie directly on the ground.
It hurts.
It hurt so damn much.
The Thunder Spirit Root in the body simply worked hard and absorbed it quickly, so the pain of thunder and lightning did not last long on the body. Ye Qiao covered the hot Dantian, and the Nascent Soul stage gradually stabilized.
"Look, look!" Mu Chongxi became excited: "Ye Qiao is glowing!"
At this moment, Ye Qiao, who was half-kneeling on the ground, was almost wrapped in light, and the glistening light spots in his arms were particularly bright and dazzling.
"Idiot." Mingxuan used a fan to block the dazzling light and said for a while, "That's the Feixian Sword shining."
What kind of light does Ye Qiao have?
In my ears were the clear and calm words of Wenjian Zong, "This sword is said to become stronger when it encounters strength. After the sword master breaks through the realm, it will also become stronger."
The light was obviously emitted by the Feixian Sword.
"It's not going crazy, it just felt a little excited after Ye Qiao's realm stabilized. I asked Ye Qiao to hold it to stabilize it, which will help it transform later." The leader of the Wenjian Sect said with a faint look, "The Flying Immortal Sword follows the sword.
It determines the level of strength and ability. Since it chose Ye Qiao, it shows that it trusts her extremely."
Under normal circumstances, transformation into the Nascent Soul stage is inevitable.
"The problem is..." The leader of Wenjian Sect lowered his tone and said in confusion: "Its current state is very unstable."
why is that?
"The state is unstable." Song Hansheng's eyes steadied slightly, falling into the halo of light in Ye Qiao's arms, and guessed: "Perhaps it is the result of forced transformation."
He and Ye Qiao's group had witnessed the whole process.
If Feixian Sword doesn't force its transformation, no one can do anything about it.
This sword spirit has a rare gentle character.
Forced to transform? Others raised their eyebrows. Under normal circumstances, Sword Spirit would not make such an unwise choice.
The leader of Wenjian Sect wanted to ask, but now was not the time. He looked at Ye Qiao, who was shrouded in a ball of light, and instructed her on what to do next: "Hold it, Ye Qiao."
The burning sensation in Ye Qiao's palm almost spread to her whole body, but this was her sword, and it would not cause any harm except for the pain. As the realm within her body was stabilized, the shape of the spirit sword itself began to take shape at this moment.