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1542. Chapter one thousand five hundred and forty-two Heavenly Sword!

After throwing the corpses of the ferocious beasts from the Proud Holy Tribe into the Naxu Ring, they found that the burly young man was still chasing a ferocious beast from the Proud Holy Tribe.

Qin Yu also followed.

The so-called deal with Aoxuan was just mutual use. If Aoxuan really understood the secret realm, Qin Yu wouldn't mind working together.

But now that Ao Xuan has never been to this secret realm, there is no need for any cooperation. Moreover, he has brought hundreds of monks from the Ao Hun Holy Ministry. Once they encounter any fate, they will swarm up and he can only watch.

So, might as well explore.

Moreover, Qin Yu vaguely felt that Ao Xuan was not trustworthy. He said that after becoming the Lord of the Chaos Realm, he would do a favor to his Aohen Holy Tribe. This made Qin Yu suspicious.

If it were other Holy Communities, it would be reasonable, but this is the head of the Eighty-one Holy Communities, what can't it do?

In addition, does Ao Xuan really think that he can become the Lord of Chaos Realm?

After comprehensive consideration, Qin Yu guessed that these things were a cover for Aoxuan and a cover for contacting him.

This time, Qin Yu wanted to act alone, which was actually a test. If Ao Xuan didn't follow, Qin Yu might have thought about his real motives, but he insisted on following, and his purpose was very obvious.

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Qin Yu fell into deep thought as he stared at the burly young man chasing the monks from the Aoxuan Holy Tribe.

Qin Yu didn't know what to do with the burly young man. It would be fine if he was sane, but in his condition, following him would only drag him down.

Just like this time, if it weren't for the burly young man, Qin Yu would have been chasing Ao Xuan. Although in the end, the chance of being able to kill Ao Xuan was not high, after all, he must have a talisman on his body.

But no matter what, Qin Yu will do his best.

But with the burly young man around, Qin Yu had no choice but to give up the pursuit.

After pondering for a long time, Qin Yu decided to try it first to see if the blood of the burly young man could really make the six-sided bronze tripod emerge with rules...

After the burly young man killed an Aohun Saint, Qin Yu took him and flew towards the other side.

Three days later.

Qin Yu stopped at the foot of a big mountain and blasted a cave directly at the foot of the mountain. He asked the burly young man to sit down and took out the sky burial awl to make a cut on his wrist.

There was a trace of anger on the face of the burly young man, as if the severe pain had inspired his primitive anger, but he kept staring at Qin Yu and did not have an attack.

After taking a lot of blood.

Qin Yu asked the burly young man to wait here, then he entered the cave, arranged several formations, and took out a six-sided bronze tripod.

It may be said that this burly young man is a bit stupid, but the six-sided bronze tripod is one of Qin Yu's biggest secrets, and he doesn't want anyone to know.

Taking the burly young man's blood, Qin Yu poured a small amount on the other two sides of the six-sided bronze tripod.

"Buzz!"

What surprised Qin Yu was that the blood of the burly young man actually made one side glow with a faint light.

"It's really useful! His blood can inspire a rule!" Qin Yu looked at the rule gradually revealed in the faint light, with a look of surprise on his face. Although he had been guessing, now that it was truly confirmed, Qin Yu was ecstatic.

This means that he can master another kind of causal rule. Qin Yu has already mastered a lot of those four rules, and their power is boundless. If he can master another one, it will be enough for him to make another leap in strength.

"Unfortunately, this is a secret realm. I don't have much time to understand it. I can only wait until the secret realm is over. During this time, I will first get enough blood from the burly young man's body." Qin Yu said to himself.

However, what makes Qin Yu curious is the origin of this burly young man. You must know that no one in the entire Void Realm can recognize these two ferocious beasts.

So where did the burly young man come from? Is it because he is still underage, so he is delirious?

"Anyway, the origin of this burly young man is not simple." Qin Yu said to himself. The person who can be engraved on this six-sided bronze tripod with these four extremely ferocious beasts is definitely not an ordinary person.

After taking back the six-sided bronze tripod to Naxu Ring, Qin Yu was about to untie the formation when he suddenly remembered something and sat down again.

He took out the heavy knife he got from Long Ba Dao.

Qin Yu was still frightened by the power that the sick sword had unleashed in the past. If it hadn't been for the chain, he would have died under the sword.

"They said this sword is called the Heavenly Demon Heavy Sword. It comes from the battlefield between gods and demons and is a weapon of gods and demons?" Qin Yu said to himself in surprise as he stroked the dark and wide heavy sword.

To be honest, part of the reason why Qin Yu decided to fight for life and death during the battle was because he was attracted by this sword. If he didn't fight for life and death, he was afraid that the strong men from the Barbaric Dragon Holy Tribe would intervene when the fight reached a certain level.

At that time, even if Qin Yu killed Long Ba Dao, it would be difficult to obtain this heavy sword of the devil.

"Heavenly Demon Heavy Sword?" Qin Yu stroked it carefully.

This knife is about ten feet long and about two feet wide. It is completely black and has a sharp tip. The blades on both sides exude a faint light. The only special thing about the entire heavy knife is the handle, which is in the shape of a fang and has some dense dots on it.

, there are thirty-three of these small dots, forming a virtual shadow!

Other than that, there is nothing special about this Demon Heavy Sword.

"The weapon of the gods and demons? I want to see what's so special about it." Thinking, Qin Yu took out the chain, and his consciousness sank into the heavy sword of the demons.

In an instant, Qin Yu only felt that he had arrived in a dark world where demonic energy was billowing. This demonic energy contained endless violence, resentment and murderous intent.

This demonic energy made Qin Yu feel a little uncomfortable.

"Yes, the possessed one!" Just as Qin Yu felt it carefully, an ethereal voice suddenly echoed.

Qin Yu's brows twitched slightly, he scanned the surroundings and said, "The soul of the sword?"

"So be it." A disembodied voice said.

"You are more than a hundred times more powerful than the last person who was destined to be. You have become a demon and are qualified to learn the Nine Cuts of the Heavenly Sword. If you are possessed by the devil, are you willing to take charge of the Heavenly Sword and obtain the inheritance of the Nine Cuts of the Heavenly Sword?" said a disembodied voice.

"Heavenly Sword? This sword is called Heavenly Sword?" Qin Yu was surprised. After thinking for a while, Qin Yu said: "Senior, I don't know how to learn the Nine Swords of Heavenly Sword."

"You only need to condense thirty-three drops of soul essence and blood, drip them into the handle of the knife, and let your soul merge with the sword, and then you can wield the heavenly sword." The ethereal voice replied.

Qin Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, thirty-three drops of divine soul essence blood?

After pondering for a while, Qin Yu said calmly: "We will talk when senior figures it out." After saying that, Qin Yu's consciousness withdrew from the heavenly sword, directly wrapped it with a chain, and threw it into the Naxu Ring.

Thirty-three drops of divine soul blood?

If he hadn't obtained the Soul Sutra, maybe Qin Yu would have condensed thirty-three drops of divine soul essence blood, but after obtaining the Soul Sutra, Qin Yu knew that thirty-three drops of divine soul essence blood were also called sacrifices!!

As long as thirty-three drops of the soul's essence and blood are dripped into the knife, it is equivalent to sacrificing the soul.

At that time, my life and death were all under the control of this sword soul!


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