Hong Qi once again mentioned the replica of the Immortal-Slaying Sword, but Shenguang XVIII didn't care about it: "It's just a broken spirit. It doesn't matter. Your only plan is to do it now."

To quickly improve one's strength is to fully master the Immortal Slaying Sword..."

"It has been so many years. If your wife is still in control of your Immortal-Slaying Sword, your strength will never improve." Shenguang XVIII said to him.

"But that sword that kills immortals, if I use its sword realm, my cultivation seems to be..."

Before Hong Qi finished speaking, Shen Guang 18th said to him: "The level of slaying with the Immortal Sword has nothing to do with your cultivation. Don't underestimate yourself, and don't be afraid of your potential. It's not just you who sees it.

The ones that arrived.”

"Back then, I chose you to be the city lord of Nanfeng Holy City. In fact, I had already seen that this day would come. I also know that you can definitely do it. Believe in yourself and master the Immortal Killing Sword."

Shenguang XVIII said to him: "The two people I sent will assist you until you fully master the Immortal Killing Sword. Since there are changes in the Bei Wang Hou Mansion, then you can hold the Immortal Killing Sword and start from there.

, kill all the powerful men in the Holy City until they are frightened, and make a name for yourself so that they will not dare to look at you with covetous eyes again."

"Yes, I understand."

Hong Qi was inspired and felt that his whole body was full of strength.

"Go ahead and come back to me if you need anything."

The light curtain slowly disappeared. In the secret room, Hong Qi's face was flushed, and his old face was red. Now he felt that his whole body was full of strength.

"The old city lord believes in me so much..."

Hong Qi murmured to himself, flipping his right hand, and the Immortal Slayer Sword appeared in his palm. This short sword seemed to be only three feet long, with two divine dragons imprinted on the blade.

This is the world-famous Immortal-Slaying Sword, the Immortal-Slaying Sword that once killed immortal gods.

"Since the old city lord believes in me, I can definitely do it. I will completely control this sword from now on..."

"Since the Bei Wang Hou Mansion has different intentions, don't blame me, Hong Qi, for being rude. I, Hong Qi, will use this sword to cut off the heads of the masters from the Bei Wang Hou Mansion as a sacrifice to this sword."

Hong Qi has not been so murderous in many years, because his cultivation level is still an intermediate-level great demon.

And this realm, this cultivation level, is really not enough among the powerful people in Nanfeng Holy City. Almost all the forces in the world have demon-level figures.

There are at least hundreds of demon immortals in the Nanfeng Holy City now, so even if he uses the Immortal Sword a few times, his wife Po'er always controls the sword to kill enemies, and he rarely uses the Immortal Sword.

.

"Old man, everyone in the world says that I, Hong Qi, am a man who relies on his wife and an old guy who only eats soft food..."

Hong Qi stroked the Immortal Killing Sword and lightly slipped his finger on it, accidentally slipping and breaking his finger.

A stream of blood flowed onto the dragon mark on the sword body, and the Immortal Killing Sword immediately sucked in the blood.

"Buzzing..."

Hong Qi seemed to feel that the sword spirit in this sword resonated with him.

"hiss……"

After Hong Qi thought for a while, he squeezed out a smear of blood from his fingers, and the blood seeped into the sword again. At this time, the buzzing sound of the sword spirit in the sword became louder.

"Sure enough, it turns out that the sword spirit inside resonates with my blood..."

Hong Qi looked happy, and without saying a word, he made a big cut on his right arm, squeezed out nearly half of the blood and injected it into the Immortal Killing Sword.

"Buzzing..."

"roar……"

The Immortal Killing Sword suddenly roared loudly, and a long roar came from inside, which seemed to be a bit like the roar of a dragon.

The roar of the dragon stirred up a huge gust of wind throughout the secret room, knocking over all the decorations in the secret room.

"Husband, what's wrong..."

The movement here even frightened several people in the back garden, and they quickly ran over to see what was going on.

Several children were also rushed to the world of Qiankun and were taken care of by maids. I don’t know what happened here.

"It's nothing, you are outside, don't come over..."

In the secret room, Hong Qi felt that his blood was being sucked away by the sword spirit in the sword, but it would not cause any real harm to him.

So he wasn't worried, he just asked them not to come in so as not to be accidentally injured by the sword spirit.

The people outside the house quickly retreated. After nearly half an hour, the movement in the secret room of the inner hall finally stopped, and Hong Qi walked out of it.

"Uh, dad, are you okay?"

Several people came over immediately and saw that Hong Qi's face was glowing red now, and his complexion was not as good as usual.

"Your cultivation level hasn't improved either..."

Po'er also had a big belly and a worried look on his face: "What's wrong? What kind of treasure did you pick up that makes you so happy?"

"Haha, madam, you will never guess what kind of treasure I got..." Hong Qi was indeed in a very good mood.

Po'er said with a smile: "I really can't guess it, so just tell me directly and don't be pretentious..."

"Yes, father, we were outside just now and we seemed to hear the roar of the ancient beast. Did we hear it correctly? What is going on?" Hong Wuyou was also curious.

Ye Feng said: "It should be the dragon's roar..."

"Dragon?"

Hong Wuyou was stunned and said: "Father, what's going on? Why is there a dragon roar..."

"Okay, old guy, stop showing off..."

Po'er stepped forward and pinched him. Hong Qi chuckled, flipped his right hand, and the Immortal Killing Sword appeared in his palm.

"This is"……

The three of them were a little surprised: "This is the Immortal Killing Sword, how did it become like this?"

"Did the dragon's roar just now come from the Immortal Killing Sword?" Hong Wuyou opened his eyes wide and looked at the Immortal Killing Sword.

The Immortal Killing Sword is completely different from before. The dragon pattern on the sword seems to have been activated. The original dragon pattern was concave, but now the dragon patterns on both sides are protruding, and the dragon pattern is still golden, as if

It was two golden dragons that were adsorbed on this immortal-killing sword.

Po'er's eyes lit up and he said, "You're not saying that the sword spirit of this sword was awakened by you, are you?"

"Awaken the sword spirit?"

Hong Wuyou didn't quite understand, but Ye Feng on the side was thoughtful. He seemed to have thought of something.

Hong Qi laughed and said: "Yes, Madam is smart. The dragon spirit in the Immortal Killing Sword has been awakened. The current Immortal Killing Sword is not the same sword as the previous Immortal Killing Sword."

"Oh my god, I never thought there was a dragon spirit as a sword spirit..."

Po'er also exclaimed: "If there is a dragon spirit as the sword spirit, the power of this sword will be greatly increased. Does the dragon roar just issued mean that the dragon spirit inside has recognized you as its master?"

Hong Qi nodded, and Po'er kissed him twice excitedly: "My dear, you did a great job, you are finally proud and proud. With this sword, even the demon fairies will hide away when they see you.

"

"Is it so powerful?" Hong Wuyou looked at the sword. It looked much more powerful now.

But the reason why it feels so powerful is because the dragon patterns on the two-sided sword have now emerged, and it feels like two golden dragons lying on it. Plus, the golden light makes it even more intimidating.

But with this thing, my father, with his cultivation as a middle-level demon god, can suppress those demon immortals and have to go around him?

"Haha, you'er, you don't know something."

Po'er smiled and said: "This is a sword for killing immortals and demons. It can be used to kill masters of immortals and demons. It can kill evil spirits and ghosts at the bottom. This sword can kill immortals and demons. My mother used to use this sword as the main sword, but my mother did not."

I have never been able to identify myself with this sword, unable to integrate its realm of annihilation."

"Now that the sword spirit in it has awakened and recognized your father as its master, the power of this sword will be truly released. Even if your father only has the cultivation level of a mid-level great demon, he can still use this sword.

, at least 50% of the power. Even if it is only 50% of the power, ordinary demons will never dare to resist. This is an immortal sword, a real immortal sword."

Po'er was also a little excited. He put his arms around Hong Qi's waist and said, "Did the old city lord give you some advice?"

"Well, the old city lord has helped me a lot, and he will send two more people over in a few days..."

When Hong Qi mentioned this matter, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Since he, the Northern Prince, wants to be the lord of this city, I will let him take a good look at who can be the lord of this city..."

"Father, what do you mean?"

Hong Wuyou's eyes shone: "Are you going to deal with him, the Prince of the North?"

"Haha, there is no need to touch him yet. Let's wait for his next move. If he is unfaithful and unjust, then father, I will deal with him and make him completely disappear from the Northern Prince's Palace."

"Father is mighty. I've long been unhappy with those guys. They are just a candidate for the king, but they don't take the people of our city lord's palace seriously. Some time ago, they also beat and killed a deacon of our city lord's palace.

My family has long wanted to deal with those arrogant and cold-blooded guys in the north."

Hong Wuyou snorted and sneered.

…

Nanfeng Holy City, Northern Territory, in an ice cave.

It was already late at night. Deep in the ice cave, there was a figure sitting cross-legged in the ice. The surrounding glaciers had frozen him inside.

Outside the ice cave, there are several immortal cultivators who have just come in. They came to get ice.
To be continued...