However, the next moment those purple sword lights truly merged into the Blood Moon, it suddenly let out an incredible exclamation.
"This...how could this be happening!"
I saw purple sword energy passing through the blood moon one after another. Instead of dissipating, they quickly turned back and returned to the purple mountain again.
During this process, the shadow of the blood moon on the space barrier dimmed in an instant. Before the Demon Ancestor could finish his exclamation, there was only an extremely slight outline of the ferocious blood moon, which could dissipate at any time.
As its name suggests, this move starts with a bloodthirsty hand and swallows the blood of the Blood Moon!
"You are just a little sword-wielding boy under the Demon Emperor's throne in the past, but you dare to claim to be the master of the blood-devouring madness? Do you really think that the Demon Emperor no longer exists?"
Jing Jing gently raised her little hand, pointed at the blood moon in the sky and shouted, then stretched out her two fingers and tapped lightly on the shadow of the blood moon that was already extremely thin in the sky.
"Broken—" she said softly.
In an instant, the blood moon shadow on the purple space barrier burst and dissipated like a bubble.
"This is not over yet!"
At the same time, the voice of Demon Ancestor filled with resentment and unwillingness came, but it was getting farther and farther away...
Unexpectedly, the terrifying Demon Ancestor, who had almost entered the palace, would be dismissed by Yan Jing in such an understatement. Even if he saw it with his own eyes, it was still unbelievable.
"Has this... Demon Ancestor really left?" I asked cautiously, my throat sliding.
Regarding the Yanjing in front of me, I am really not sure whether she is still Yanjing or not.
"Of course! But it just left this space, and the blood moon is still hanging high outside!" Yan Jing responded with a chuckle.
"Are you still Jingjing?" Yaoyao frowned and asked directly.
"Of course! Who else can I be if I'm not Yan Jing? What do you think, Sister Yaoyao?" Yan Jing smiled brightly, her petite body actually revealed a bit of charming color, and she looked out of place.
She seemed to have discovered this, frowning, her arms stretched out, raised high above her head, her body was long and graceful, and her whole body twisted like a beautiful snake.
In an instant, Jin Jing's body grew taller and taller at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming slimmer and sexier, with uneven contours and obvious contours!
A touch of purple energy gathered and turned into a wisp of gauze, which was gently draped over Yan Jing's body, covering her graceful body, and turned into the most form-fitting clothes, making her slender and straight figure fully visible.
One second she was a smart and cute little loli, and the next second she became a sexy and mature young beauty. Just like a transformed living person, Jingjing completed a gorgeous life transformation in front of our eyes.
"How's it going? Am I pretty?" She turned around in a circle, led the purple crowd to form a circle, and asked with a smile.
"Are you really Jin Jing?" It was me who asked this time. Although the change was right in front of me, I knew she was still her, but I still asked without giving up.
"Brother Xiaotian, what do you think?" She rolled her eyes at me, showing off her charm.
On her face, there is a faint trace of the old charm, but not much anymore.
Especially the change in temperament is the most obvious, enough to cover up everything! The reason why I can see the traces of Yan Jing is because I am too familiar with her.
Now Jinjing has a good figure and is very tall. I even have to raise my head to see her face.
If we look at it by the standards of the real world, she is 1.9 meters tall! She is two heads taller than me who has not yet fully grown up.
A moment ago, she was the little girl who liked to hang out with me and ask questions. Now she has become an existence that really needs me to look up to see clearly.
The contrast was so great and the visual impact was so strong that it made my heart skip a beat.
"You are not Jiujing! Where is the real Jiujing?" Suddenly, Yaoyao asked sharply, even though she was facing Jiujing who was completely reborn and could compete with the Demon Ancestor, she did not retreat at all.
"Of course I am Yanjing! It's just different from the Yanjing in your memory. Specifically, she is only a very short part of my life."
Jing Jing smiled brightly and continued: "Don't you want to know why the villagers transformed by bloodthirsty slaves are so low in strength? The two things happen to be related, so I will tell you together."
"This involves the cultivation of sword spirits..."
"The Blood-devouring Madness was originally the sword of the Demon Emperor. Unfortunately, it was directly defeated in a shocking battle that year, and the original sword spirit also disappeared."
"Who is the Demon Emperor? I heard you mention it before when you reprimanded the Demon Ancestor, saying that it was once a boy beside the Demon Emperor."
Yaoyao frowned and asked. She was very vigilant towards Xiu Jing at this moment, and she would ask questions as soon as possible if she had any doubts.
"Oops! Sister Yaoyao, can't you just let me finish speaking in one breath? It's very rude to interrupt someone like this!"
Jinjing stretched out and looked at me charmingly, but in the process, she gave Yaoyao a big roll of her eyes.
"You——" Yaoyao was furious for a moment, but she could only remain silent helplessly. After all, she was no match for Yanjing.
"But since Sister Yaoyao asked, I will answer first."
Unexpectedly, Yanjing changed the subject and began to follow Yaoyao's question again.
"Actually, I don't know it either. I don't even know whether it is a boy or a girl."
"These are things that have always existed in the depths of my memory. They are very unclear and scattered. They are all fragments. They seem to be the memories of Blood-devouring Madness itself, which were imprinted on my consciousness during the process of my birth.
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"Speaking of which, the Blood-devouring Madness was found by Brother Xiaotian's father and placed here to raise the sword and regenerate the sword spirit."
"As for Dongfang Fort, it is just a projection of Blood-devouring Madness. It seems real but not real, and looks like illusion but not illusion."
"For a period of time after the birth of the sword spirit, if it can be placed in a group of people and live for a period of time, it will be exposed to various emotions and rendered in the world of mortals, which will be more beneficial to its future growth."
"It can be said that Dongfang Fort is the sword-raising pond of Blood-devouring Madness. The purpose of its existence is just to allow me, or the me you are more familiar with, to have a more suitable growth environment at a certain stage of my growth.
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"For this purpose, a large number of bloodthirsty slaves were released, but at the same time, their abilities were restricted, and their identities and memories were re-given, allowing them to live as ordinary people and deduce a world similar to real human beings.
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"Based on their experiences in life, it is too easy to do this. This is what you are wondering about, why the villagers transformed by these bloodthirsty slaves are so weak."
"It's just sealed! It's just acting! This is Brother Xiaotian's father's unique method of raising swords. He wants to cultivate an invincible sword spirit!"
"Yes, that's me! The strongest sword spirit in the future!" As she said this, Yanjing raised her head proudly, revealing her long white goose neck, which looked very moving. (To be continued)