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Chapter 122 Departure

After a simple competition, Su Yang exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "It's really interesting. This changing fighting method can create many complex tactics, but the attack power is slightly flawed. You shouldn't have played your best yet, right?"

Jiulu Zhenjun stretched out his waist comfortably, and while exercising his body excitedly, he spoke, "I am a soldier soul, so I have to work hard on the carrier. Therefore, I like to collect all kinds of weapons, especially human-shaped puppets, etc. I have collected about 5,000 more. This body is considered to be medium-sized. The only advantage is that it has a strong survival ability. When you have the chance to see my strongest carriers, you will definitely be scared by the time you will."

Su Yang thought about the previous battle and slowly spoke: "Indeed, I can feel that although this body is very excellent, it is not enough to exert all the power of your soldier soul. I am afraid that your strongest bodies are not weaker than those of the saints who have attained enlightenment, right?"

Jiulu Zhenjun smiled mysteriously and didn't say much. The confidence that emanated from his body was the best explanation.

In other words, the mystery of the powerful soldier soul and excellent carrier that promote an alternative way of practice is probably far more than what Su Yang guessed.

For example, if the more than 5,000 vehicles of Jiulu Zhenjun were successfully collected, he would become the most terrifying existence in the battle. Each body could fight to the end without any scruples, and he could also choose the most correct body according to the situation, which was absolutely strong enough.

As if seeing through this, Su Yang smiled and said, "It seems that if there is a chance in the future, there will be another task, which is to help you collect your body scattered outside and help you return to your peak."

Jiulu Zhenjun said seriously: "Yes, I must collect all my bodies as soon as possible, and you must grow up as soon as possible. Only in this way can you and I help each other in the face of the huge catastrophe when the evil spirits are born, can you survive better."

Su Yang nodded and smiled, "Since that's the case, then make good use of your rich knowledge. This hateful evil spirit, sooner or later, I will press Him to the ground and beat him wildly."

In the words, Jiulu Zhenjun and Su Yang looked at each other and smiled, and everything was indifferent.

In the next few days, it will take some time for Diya to build weapons. In addition to using his soul to observe Song Shan's state, Su Yang is to discuss with Jiulu Zhenjun. The main purpose is to help Jiulu Zhenjun recover. On one hand, Su Yang is also confirming what he has learned and striving to make his fighting style stronger.

In this way, before I knew it, seven days passed.

On this day, when Su Yang and Jiulu Zhenjun fought to the most intense moment, Diya suddenly sent a message: "Your sword is about to be forged successfully. If you can, please come."

Su Yang was delighted on the spot. After pushing the King of Jiulu with one palm, he called him casually and turned into a lightning bolt, like a movie of rapid lightning, and shot towards the military refining pool in the center of Xiaogu.

Above the military refining pool, Diya sat cross-legged like a goddess, her fingers fluctuated extremely flexibly, like the top art master, with silk threads that looked like tentacles slowly sagging into the military refining pool, as if she was controlling something.

In the military refining pool, the blood of the dragon has been dismantled into various complex parts. Each one is polished into an exquisite work of art under the nourishment of the military refining pool and the clever control of Diya.

It is obvious that the most critical moment has come. Diya's forehead is covered with fine beads of sweat, but her skillful hands are still very stable, manipulating spiritual silks, connected in series on each part, polishing, marking, and carving in one thought.

Is this the top technology from the Yataran divine system? Every time Su Yang looks at it, he will inevitably feel a little shock and admiration in his heart. He is worthy of being the most creative race in the Three Thousand Worlds. With the top spiritual pool in the divine weapon world, I don’t know what level the Dragon Drinking Blood will be upgraded to.

Just as Su Yang was extremely expecting, Diya said softly: "The last thing is missing, that is your blood in your heart. Only in this way can the divine weapon be connected with your blood and turn it into a weapon that belongs only to you."

Su Yang was not vague at all. His five fingers were like a knife, inserted into his heart. With a slight twitch, he saw a mass of passionate blood in his heart swelling and falling into the military refining pool.

In an instant, the military refining pool looked like boiling water, with bright red light shining through the sky, covering the surroundings under a scorching color, giving people a feeling of so warmth.

As Su Yang's heart poured in, Diya immediately narrowed her eyes slightly. When she opened again, a strong divine light was already revealed in her eyes, which was branded with a unique structure of law and reason, and seemed to be brewing something.

The next moment, Diya's movements began to speed up, and her steady hands outlined mysterious traces. The dense and agile silk began to dance at an extremely fast speed, grabbing one part after another, and quickly assembled into a beautifully shaped treasure knife.

It seems that you can still see the shadow of the dragon drinking blood at that time, which is obviously much more exquisite. The once dark red blade body has completely turned into a thick ink-like black, emitting rich spatial fluctuations.

It is not surprising that there will be space fluctuations. Don’t forget that the new knife is mixed with a large number of Taiyu Silver Essences. This is a top-level space spiritual material. It can create a top-level storage magic weapon. It is also very solid and difficult to destroy.

So, what mystery will the new knife containing spatial changes have?

Just as Su Yang was extremely expecting, the last component of the new knife was assembled, as if the computer programmed to knock down the last code. The large number of spiritual patterns previously cast by Diya formed completely formed a whole at this moment and were completely activated.

Buzz... The new knife was extremely exquisitely vibrating, and the smooth arcs, ferocious blood grooves, and exquisite wind-guiding marks were announced to everyone that this was a top work in the hands of a master, and all of them reached a certain extreme peak.

"Good knife!" Jiulu Zhenjun is originally a soldier soul. He thought he was more sensitive than anyone else to the superiority of weapons. He exclaimed a sigh of praise on the spot and showed an expression of admiration from the bottom of his heart. The Yataran God System is worthy of being the most creative race in the Three Thousand Worlds, and the great craftsman of the Yataran God System took action, which was indeed extraordinary.

Su Yang was even more happy and was filled with joy on his face, so he was about to reach out to take the knife and take a closer look.

Suddenly, the exquisite sword gradually faded until it disappeared out of thin air.

"Where is the knife?" Jiulu Zhenjun was immediately shocked and looked at Diya in confusion. He didn't think this woman had such a courage to seize food at this time and took the opportunity to threaten her.

Unlike the surprise of Jiulu Zhenjun, Su Yang's expression did not change much. He seemed to notice something. He looked thoughtful and slowly reached out to grab it, as if he was holding something. With a light wave, he saw a sharp light flashing out of thin air. A knife mark ran through ten miles, almost cutting the Demon Mountain.

Lord Jiuluo gasped on the spot, and seemed to have noticed something at this moment.

At this time, Su Yang reached out and stroked the blade. As the palm moved, mysterious traces gradually appeared. A treasure knife that was as thick ink as the whole body, entangled with complex blood-colored fine lines appeared in Su Yang's hand. It was the treasure knife that had been previously.

The Lord Jiulu Zhen’s expression was shocked and asked in surprise: “Can it be…?”

Su Yang nodded slowly, as if confirming what Jiulu Zhenjun said, and explained: "Yes, this knife contains the mystery of space and can hide the blade according to my wishes. Apart from me, even a half-step saint is difficult to detect. Only the saint's eyes can barely peek at one or two."

An invisible knife?

The Lord Jiulu Zhenjiu couldn't help but gasp and said in great admiration: "It's worthy of being a great craftsman of the Yataran God System. He actually forged an invisible knife. How much advantage will this have when facing the enemy? It's simply unpredictable."

What Jiulu Zhenjun said is not wrong. An invisible knife means that the detailed data of the knife cannot be obtained, such as how long the knife is, how to defend against it, etc.

Therefore, after Su Yang hid the sword again, his face showed great joy and exclaimed: "Okay, I am very satisfied with this sword. You have not disappointed my expectations."

Diya smiled calmly, and the feeling was still the same, and there was no emotion in her smile.

Su Yang didn't care. He stroked the new knife carefully, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "It is obviously not appropriate to call Long Yin Xue again. Since that's the case, it's called - Mo Xue Yin! Mo is the characteristic of the knife, blood is the memory of the knife, and Yin is the characteristic of the knife."

Zheng...Mo Xueyin immediately let out a long sound in Su Yang's hand, obviously very satisfied with his new name. The powerful soldier soul is gradually reviving. The soldier soul that had been devoured before has completely merged, exuding a sharp sword intent, with the posture of an evil man who defies the heavens and defeats the gods, just like its owner Su Yang.

A more powerful blade carrier and a more powerful excellent soldier soul are almost completely certain that this ink blood hidden is much more powerful than the Dragon Drinking Blood. It is at least a semi-saint-level weapon, and it has the potential to advance to the Holy Treasure.

No, it must be!

Don’t forget that Su Yang also has a powerful sacred wood scabbard, which is a joint gift from the thunder strike divine tree and the dragon clan’s sacred tree. The sword is hidden in it and raised day and night, and it will only become stronger and stronger.

Now, in order to match the characteristics of Mo Xueyin, Su Yang has refined the divine wood scabbard into his left arm. With his own strength, he can further nourish Mo Xueyin and strive to make this knife usher in a new transformation.

After a while, Su Yang held an invisible knife in his right hand and inserted it hard at the palm of his left hand. Mo Xueyin had been hidden in the divine wood scabbard that was refined into his left arm, giving people a feeling of so mysterious and mysterious.

At this point, Su Yang nodded with great satisfaction and said to Diya and Jiulu Zhenjun: "Prepare, we are leaving the Divine Weapon Realm."

Diya's calm expression finally fluctuated a little. She was trapped in the Divine Weapon Realm for thousands of years, and today she finally had the opportunity to leave.

The Lord Jiulu was not surprised by this, and just asked: "Where will we go next stop?"

Su Yang took out a jade slip from the small world transformed by the Great Void Spirit Pearl, copied two copies, Jiulu Zhenjun and Diya each one, and asked, "Let's see if there is a world you are familiar with here."

The two immediately studied it carefully. After a moment, Diya was the first to discover something, took out one of the pictures, and said, "I've been here."

Su Yang immediately looked happy and nodded, "The next stop is the place Diya mentioned."

The King of Jiulu nodded slightly, saying that he had no objection. Anyway, he wanted to collect his puppet bodies scattered in the Three Thousand Worlds, and it didn't matter if he went there.

After Su Yang made the decision, his spiritual sense moved slightly, and seemed to notice something. His eyes turned a little, and he immediately saw a familiar figure in his torn clothes, walking step by step with a very weak but extremely firm attitude.
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