"When the Thousand Fantasy Sword is turned into a weapon, its defensive power as armor will be relatively weakened..." Jing Qingyang explained while looking at the astonished look on Wang Wuyin's face, "The weapon it turns into becomes larger and larger.

The larger it is, the less armor it will leave on you. If it appears as a weapon with the largest size, the armor's protective ability will be zero..."

Wang Wuyin waved the long sword in his hand twice, and the blade made a whistling sound in the air. It looked very sharp and very smooth. "Can this Thousand Fantasy Sword be turned into other cold weapons?"

"Yes, as long as you can imagine a cold weapon, it can transform its form!"

Wang Wuyin was holding an ordinary double-edged long sword in his hand. When he heard Jing Qingyang say this, Wang Wuyin thought, and the appearance of the Thousand Fantasy Sword in his hand slowly changed - the whole sword

The shape of the long sword's body, edge, spine, blade, swallow, sword grid, sword handle, and sword emblem are all changing. The sword body becomes longer, the sword tip becomes sharper, and the sword body becomes eight

The surface, the sword blade and the mouth became more primitive, the sword handle became longer, and the sword emblem became round...

The original ordinary double-edged long sword instantly turned into a traditional eight-sided Han sword on earth in Wang Wuyuan's hands.

Wang Wuyin thought, and the Eight-sided Han Sword seemed to be "growing", slowly getting bigger and longer...

When the size of the long sword began to increase, Wang Wuyin felt "warm water" flowing down his arm to the body of the long sword, which was originally integrated with his skin and became armor.

Part of the metal automatically ran to the sword.

With another thought, the Eight-sided Han Sword turned into a Tang Dao, and with another movement, the Tang Dao turned into a Mo Dao, the Mo Dao turned into a Qinglong Yanyue Dao, the Qinglong Yanyue Dao turned into a long metal stick, and the long stick turned into a thin

The long sharp Western sword, the Western sword turned into a three-edged military thorn...

When the size of the weapon changed from large to small, the weapon turned into liquid and flowed back to Wang Wuyuan's body, turning into a personal armor that looked like skin and muscles.

With another thought, the three-edged military thorn turned into a dagger, and there were two daggers, one in each left hand and right hand. In the blink of an eye, the dagger in the left hand turned into a shield again, and the dagger in the right hand turned into an axe.

Wang Wuyin waved twice, and the tiger was like a wind.

"What if this weapon is knocked away during a fight and leaves my grasp?" Wang Wuyuan asked Jing Qingyang.

"You can try throwing the shield out..." Jing Qingyang pointed to a corner of the room.

Wang Wuyin threw the shield in his hand directly, and the shield fell to the ground with a clang.

"You use your mind to make it come back..."

With a thought from Wang Wuyin, the shield that fell on the ground instantly turned into liquid, and quickly "ran over" towards Wang Wuyin, climbed onto the instep of Wang Wuyin, and then followed the skin on Wang Wuyin's calf, all the way up, and finally

It returned to Wang Wuyin's hand and transformed into a shield.

"The Thousand Fantasy Sword is very difficult to damage. Even if it is damaged, it can be repaired automatically. If it is lost, you can let it come back by itself as long as the distance is not far. If the distance is too far, it cannot be sensed and it will remain a solid weapon.

The form will not change, nor will it affect the use of other parts of your body. In addition to changing the form of the weapon, you can also change the weight of the weapon..."

"Ah, its weight can still be changed?"

"Well, the weight of the Thousand Fantasy Swords, based on your Jambudvipa weight standards, the lightest one can be as light as a feather, close to zero weight, and the heaviest one weighs more than 5 tons. If you can swing it, the heavier the weapon.

The greater the damage caused..."

"Why is this possible?"

"Because there is a small amount of star core alloy in the Thousand Fantasy Sword, and there is part of the star core material in the star core alloy. The star core material is the densest and one of the heaviest substances in the universe. You are now the master of the Thousand Fantasy Sword.

Therefore, the weight of the star core in the star core alloy in the Thousand Fantasy Sword can be revealed..."

As Jing Qingyang spoke, Wang Wuyin began to increase the weight of the ax in his hand.

The shape and volume of the ax did not change, but the weight of the ax in the hand slowly climbed from more than twenty kilograms, until the weight of the ax in the hand became more than a hundred kilograms, almost a

The weight of an adult was so heavy that it felt a bit difficult to hold it in his hand. Only then did Wang Wuyin stop adding weight to the axe.

With a slight thought in his mind, the ax turned into a two-handed heavy sword. Wang Wuyin reduced the weight of the two-handed heavy sword to more than 50 kilograms. He swung it. As the weight of the two-handed sword changed, the swing started.

The feeling is also different.

Encouraged by Jing Qingyang's eyes, Wang Wuyin roared, lunged forward, and slashed at a copper metal lampstand in the room with the two-handed sword in his hand. The metal lampstand, which was thicker than his thumb, instantly exploded.

Divide it into two, leaving a glorious cut.

The weapon in your hand is really as good as cutting iron into clay.

Such a weapon was simply fantastic. Wang Wuyin was very satisfied, it completely exceeded his expectations.

"Cold weapon is the second form of Thousand Fantasy Sword, and Thousand Fantasy Sword has a third form..." Jing Qingyang's words once again made Wang Wuyuan's little heart beat twice, and he was a little afraid.

believe.

"Elder Jing said that this Thousand Fantasy Sword has a third form besides armor and cold weapons?"

"Yes, the third form of Thousand Fantasy Sword can also change your body shape and face shape. The method of use is the same as before. You can try it..."

Thinking of the Thousand Illusion Swords whose armor had transformed into the skin and muscles of his body, Wang Wuyin suddenly reacted. As soon as his mind moved, he felt "warm water" crawling from his neck to his face, and on his face.

The skin blended into one. Although I didn't look in the mirror, I could still feel the change in my face shape when I touched it with my hands.

Part of the "warm water flow" flows to the soles of Wang Wuyuan's feet, directly making Wang Wuyuan's height taller, just like wearing shoes with increased height.

The remnants of the Thousand Fantasy Sword attached to his upper body expanded slightly, and Wang Wuyuan's upper body suddenly looked bulkier and rounder.

Jing Qingyang clapped his hands, and the floating metal ball directly projected Wang Wuyuan's current appearance in front of him, allowing Wang Wuyin to see the changes in his appearance like looking in a mirror.

Wang Wuyin himself could not recognize the person in front of him except that his hairstyle had not changed.

As Wang Wuyin's thoughts changed, his face looked like a squirming water ball. Whenever the water ball stopped, Wang Wuyin's face would change.

This change is generally based on Wang Wuyin's previous facial contours. In addition, Wang Wuyin cannot make his face, nose and head smaller, but he can make his face and nose bigger and change their shape.

Although skin color cannot be changed into any face, there are countless choices.

He stretched out his hand and touched it. The skin transformed by the Thousand Illusion Swords felt exactly like the real thing.

The ability of this Thousand Illusion Sword was so awesome that it amazed Wang Wuyuan.

Wang Wuyin put away the third form of the Thousand Fantasy Sword, turned the Thousand Fantasy Sword into the first armor form, and restored his true appearance.

"This Thousand Illusion Sword is exactly what I need. I have a few million stars now. I don't know if I can pay it. If not, I can owe it first and then pay it back to Elder Jing when I make money!"

Wang Wuyin knew that a weapon like the Thousand Fantasy Sword, which could evolve into multiple forms and have multiple uses, was definitely not cheap. It was simply a dream-like weapon, and he didn't know if the money he earned would be enough to pay for it.

Jing Qingyang smiled faintly, "This Thousand Fantasy Sword was given to me by a friend many years ago. I am old and this Thousand Fantasy Sword is of little use to me. It should be more useful in your hands.

I will give them to you for self-defense, so that you will not be plotted against again. These things on the table are free of charge, and they are regarded as compensation from Wujie Mountain to you!"

"I understand, thank you Elder Jing!" Wang Wuyin thought for a while and nodded, "Whatever I do in the future is my own choice and has nothing to do with Wujie Mountain. I left and wanted to see Lei Mengmeng.

!"

Jing Qingyang asked a deacon to see Wang Wuyuan off...

…

When Lei Mengmeng saw Wang Wuyuan appearing in front of her, her eyes widened, she covered her mouth, and tears suddenly flowed out.

Maybe he usually confided too much to Wang Wuyin, but now facing Wang Wuyin who really woke up and stood in front of him, Lei Mengmeng felt like he was in a dream and didn't know what to say.

"Mengmeng, I have 7 million stars here, which I just transferred to you. You transfer it to Haihua and Jinjun's family for me. You can rest assured in Wujie Mountain from now on. Elder Jing will take care of you. Also, for you

For your safety, try not to contact me again in the future..."

Although Wang Wuyin's tone was calm, Lei Mengmeng also felt Wang Wuyin's indomitable and determined aura, "Ah, you... what are you going to do?"

"I will do what I have to do, please take care of yourself!" After saying this, Wang Wuyuan turned around and left.

…

At dawn, Wujie Mountain's teleportation square began to be bustling with people again. When Wang Wuyin appeared in Wujie Mountain's teleportation square, he was dressed in a black outfit, holding a sharp sword, his face was stern, and his whole person looked extremely solemn.

"Ah, Wang Wuyin, isn't that Wang Wuyin..."

"Ah, hasn't he been in Huichun Hall all this time? He's half-dead and hasn't woken up yet. Why is he here..."

Although three months had passed, as soon as Wang Wuyin appeared in the teleportation square in Wujie Mountain, he was immediately recognized by the people in the teleportation square.

As more and more people recognized Wang Wuyin, there was a sudden commotion in the square of Wujie Mountain.

There is no way, since Wang Wuyin came to the Myriad Tribulations Immortal Sect, he has been making news and hot topics almost all the time. Especially when he returned to Wujie Mountain after killing Chao Yi and was attacked, it alarmed the entire Myriad Tribulations Immortal Sect.

Now in the Wanjie Immortal Sect, there are not many people who don’t know Wang Wuyuan and have never heard of this name.
Chapter completed!