Chapter Two Hundred and Three Dooms
"I know I've guessed where you are, but are they actually dead soldiers?"
Although the old man and his group committed suicide, he did not stop him. He stretched out his hand and flew into Yuchen's hands one by one, stroking his fingers over the surface of the scabbard inch by one, easily understanding the principle of its operation.
As he said before, the Xuanyuan sword energy these people possessed was obtained by sacrifices, and these scabbards were small portable altars.
Through these sword sheaths, Yu Chen could feel a huge sword intent in the dark.
This also indirectly proves Yuchen's original conjecture that a divine weapon like Shennongji is no longer a simple magic weapon, but is closer to an alternative god. It can also accept sacrifices and worships of faith, and can also respond and give gifts like gods.
As the entire world of divine weapons, among the few existences that reach the limit of the world, the abilities that Xuanyuan Sword itself possesses must be the top in the divine way.
However, if you like to borrow the power of incense and wishes to practice in this immortal way, you will inevitably be infected with some divine aura.
According to the characteristics of Shinto, low-end authority does not have permission in the face of high-end authority.
This means that many special abilities obtained by many immortal monks in this place through their vows will lose their effectiveness.
Even some real people who practice with the power of vows as the main body will lose most of their combat power when facing the Xuanyuan sword energy.
However, the nine divine weapons are just divine weapons after all. Although they are similar to gods, there are still many differences compared to real gods. At least under Yuchen's observation, the Xuanyuan sword intent sensed by the sword sheath is very rigid in response and has rigid requirements.
For example, if Yu Chen wants to use the scabbard in his hand and asks to put the power of the Xuanyuan Sword, he not only needs to give enough sacrifices, but also needs to give reasonable reasons, such as high-level reasons such as national justice or human justice.
Yuchen could feel that Xuanyuan Sword had his own way of distinguishing, and that ordinary methods or lies could not ask for his power.
In addition, Yu Chen also felt another breath of power in the scabbard.
This force maintains the integrity of the Xuanyuan Sword Savage, and can even deceive the Xuanyuan Sword to a certain extent.
‘Sacrifice, Shinto, Dragon Qi! This level of Shinto sacrifice rules are used…’
Yu Chen looked at the scabbard in his hand and stretched out his hand to draw out patterns, forming a pattern similar to a mirror and a bit like an altar.
This is the structural diagram of the power of the internal force of these sword sheaths. After comparing them with each other, Yu Chen chuckled and said, "It seems that the sacrificial platform that was entrusted by the lords and suppressed the dragon energy and dragon soul left by the real dragon, to a certain extent, imitated the statement of Haotian Mirror, one of the nine great magic weapons. It cannot be said that it is wrong!"
After saying that, Yu Chen bounced his fingers and cremated the old man and others, and at the same time put away the scabbards.
He had already figured out the secrets of these sword sheaths. The material itself was also good, so Yu Chen could make it into another magic weapon.
After looking at the initially sorted environment, Yuchen dispelled the remaining sword energy around him, so that everything could be restored to its original state, and continued to give lectures as if nothing had happened.
But many people who know the inside story have found that there have been significant changes around Liuqi Temple. For example, many residents hiding in the surrounding towns have disappeared one by one, and some figures wandering around and looking for Hong Hanguang have also retreated one by one. The rumors about the number one person in the Yuchen Immortal Dao became colder little by little.
In the Mingtian Palace, the demon with a huge hideous magical appearance stood behind him. His hands were covered with a pair of metal gloves with scattered blood-colored patterns on the surface. Looking at the direction of the capital, he laughed: "A sword attendant in the Grand Master realm died at one time, and nine sword attendant in the Grand Master realm. This time the court was bleeding heavily! According to Heisha's personality, he would definitely not miss this opportunity. He would definitely massacre the people crazily to further activate the power of the killing sword."
"And the rise of the power of the Killing Sword will inevitably lead to the changes of other divine and demonic weapons."
When he said this, strands of red light appeared on the metal gloves on the demon's arm. Compared with the red light in the past, the red light on the surface of the demon's hand was stranded with strands of demon's demon's demon's demon's aura. What the demon didn't know was that vaguely rays of red light on the demon's hand appeared in his eyes.
The bright red flashed, making anyone who saw it shudder.
At the same time, when the Heisha Sect leader on the other side learned that many dead soldiers had died in the court, he immediately ordered the Heimusha Sect members to kill the people from all directions.
Because of the Heimu Cliff's martial arts, this order was recognized by everyone in Heimu Cliff at the beginning, but as more and more people were killed, some people in Heimu Cliff could not stand such a move of killing people purely for the sake of killing people.
Most of the people who want to leave the Blood Demon Cave were discovered before leaving and became sacrifices for the killing sword. Some were also very worried and reluctant to deceive others and began to secretly find solutions.
The Crow God and the Pig God who had fought with Chu Maohong were one of them. These two few master-level powerhouses in the Black Wood Cliff were from the alien race. They first joined the Black Wood Cliff to protect their own tribes, but now the people in the Black Wood Cliff have their eyes red, and they are also worried that their tribes will become the next sacrifice.
Looking at the blood pool rolling under the Black Wood Cliff, the Crow God came to the Pig God.
"Old pig, you can't continue like this! We must find a way out for the tribe!"
The Crow God, who stirred the black fog and hid himself and the aura of the Pig God, spoke slowly, but in his gentle words, there was a hint of urgency that could not be concealed.
"What do you want to do? We two have strength but no reputation. The other forces in the Demonic Way look down on us, and people in the Right Way cannot accept us." The Pig God was a little lost, and he felt a little like seeing through the world and living by hand.
"Yes, we two are helpless, but our tribe still has a chance!" The Crow God lowered his voice, revealing a sense of determination in his language.
"Come on! You don't know how long can they live without protection without us? Even if you have good luck and meet a better master, you are just a slave for generations. I might as well take this opportunity to kill more people."
When he said the last sentence, the Pig God seemed to have thought of something, his eyes filled with blood.
"What if someone protects them!"
"Who?" The Pig God's expression changed. He knew the character of the Crow God. He would not joke with the clan anymore. The Crow God was extremely cautious about anything involving the clan. He must be 50% sure that he spoke now.
"One of Kunwu's eight swords, the master of Changhong Sword Sword, Chu Maohong!"
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