The red sky covering the sky

Chapter 204 Kwai

The sword is a purple-black heavy sword.

Jiang Chili glanced across the boundless darkness and saw a man standing proudly among the rocks. To be more precise, it was a corpse standing among the rocks.

This is a mummy, the muscles are withered, the skin is like rotten wood, without any luster, there are only two black holes left around the eyes, the withered and yellow weed-like hair is tied up by a faded red hairband, and the body is wearing tattered clothes. The iron armor and the incomplete red cloak made a hunting sound in the darkness. The corpse's right hand was leaning on a rotten green bronze sword that was more than three feet long.

In front of the mummy, there is a purple-black sword, and the mummy's other hand is pressing the hilt of the sword hard, making the sword penetrate deeply into the earth and stone. It does not look like the owner of the sword, but instead It seems to be suppressing this sword.

"The ancient aura, the powerful ghost power, and the alluring demonic aura, the familiar but different blood aura, the descendant of Emperor Yan."

Jiang Chili pondered for a few breaths, thinking about which ancestor made this sword. The descendants of Emperor Yan are good at using fire, and naturally they are also good at forging. Chi You is the master of it.

He stepped forward and as soon as he touched the sword, he immediately heard the howling of endless ghosts, echoing in his ears. A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood appeared in front of him, trying to pull him into the illusion and sink him.

But he, Jiang Chili, was a strong man anyway, so how could he be deceived by such a little trick? A layer of bright fire light was seen outside his body, burning away the illusion.

The ghost energy was forced back layer by layer, and the ripples spread out in waves, shaking the mountains and rocks, breaking them into pieces, and sending rocks flying everywhere.

"What a peerless demonic sword. It's a pity that it was not fully finished when it was forged, and it has not yet reached perfection. However, for some unknown reason, this sword has a heavenly appearance, overflowing with ghostly aura, and a very sinister aura. It is really strange and strange... "

Jiang Chili frowned slightly. He had practiced Zhu Rong's weapon refining technique and Taishang's weapon refining technique. He could now be said to be a master of weapon refining. However, from his perspective, there were too many things that were incompatible with this sword.

This sword should have been a peerless magic weapon, specialized in killing and destroying, but now this sword seems to be unfinished, yet it has the aura of the natural creation of heaven and earth, which is really strange.

Just when he lowered his head to meditate, he suddenly saw the purple-black sword glowing faintly, and a ball of blue light emerged from the sword, slowly flew in front of him, and circled around him several times.

Jiang Chili frowned slightly, raised his hand to stop Ao Qin from taking action, and looked at the blue light quietly.

Not long after, the light ball stopped in front of Jiang Chili, and suddenly a timid female voice was heard coming from the light ball:
"Can you... please not get close to the magic sword... Xiaokui doesn't want to harm anyone anymore..."

"Xiao Kui?"

Looking at the light group in front of him that looked like a ghost but not a ghost, and something like a spirit but not a spirit, Jiang Chili said curiously:
"Are you the sword spirit of this unfinished sword? Why do you have a ghostly aura? Is this sword called a demon sword?"

"Yes."

The girl who called herself Xiaokui sounded anxious, but still said timidly:

"You should leave quickly. This sword is an unknown object. It is very vicious and will confuse people's hearts."

"Don't worry. I see that the ghost energy you exude is pure, and it is not perfectly integrated with this sword. Moreover, this sword contains the blood of my Jiang family, and it should be forged by my Jiang family. You are trapped. The sword is the fault of our clan. This sword is too evil. If things go on like this, your soul will be affected. I rescue you and send you to reincarnation, which can be regarded as making up for my clan."

As he spoke, Jiang Chili stretched out his big hand, intending to take the magic sword and rescue this sword spirit that was not considered a sword spirit.

Seeing this, Xiaokui quickly spoke up and shouted anxiously:

"No, the magic sword is too fierce, you will be killed by it...it..."

Jiang Chili reached out to take the magic sword, waved his hand and gently stroked the sword, wiped off the dust on the sword, and then asked:
"This sword will backfire on the person holding it. I wonder if I'm right."

"Many people...many people, when they saw the magic sword, they fell into madness, and then killed each other. They were all killed by the magic sword..." Xiaokui murmured.

"Killing each other? So does this corpse..." Jiang Chili frowned slightly. The ancestors who forged this magic sword had violated the teachings of Emperor Yan, not to mention that this sword would backfire. The descendants of Emperor Yan who forged this sword simply It's crazy.

"No, he was Xiaokui's brother. His brother died, but before the sword was cast, the enemy had already invaded the city. Xiaokui... jumped into the sword-making furnace and then lost consciousness."

"When Xiaokui woke up, everyone in the city was dead. Xiaokui took her brother to wander around. Finally, she didn't know what happened and came here. Many people died. Xiaokui didn't mean it, but Xiaokui It’s just that the ghost attached to the sword cannot fully control the sword..."

Xiaokui sobbed, and her words revealed infinite sadness, but this sadness was not because she died with the sword, but because of the person who died because of the magic sword, because of the person she was deeply attached to, the person who would rather die. , the brother who also wanted her alive.

When Jiang Chili heard this, he had already fallen into deep thought. This familiar plot made him dream back to the time when he was following the drama in his previous life.

"Magic sword, Xiaokui, brother, jump into the sword-making pool. Isn't this the plot of the fairy sword? Prince Jiang, the reincarnation of Fei Peng, the first god in heaven..."

Jiang Chili looked at the blue light group in front of him with a complex expression. He used to watch TV dramas day and night, and naturally knew that this Xiaokui was the reincarnation of General Feipeng, the number one god in the world, and the sister of Long Yang, the prince of Jiang Kingdom: Solanum nigrum. .

"I see... Jiang State, the country established by the descendants of Emperor Yan, is naturally Jiang State."

Jiang Chili recovered his mind. Logically speaking, with his cultivation level, he would not be shaken by anything, but his past life was his obsession, and his childhood, except for his father who went crazy because of his blood boiling, was nothing. It is these classics that accompany him.

Now that the virtual world has entered reality, his state of mind, which has been practiced for thousands of years, can't help but feel lost for a moment.

"The way to forge weapons is to use human sacrifice as the most brutal method, but it is the fastest way to achieve success, and the weapons are very powerful. This sword is made of the blood of blood relatives, but the person who forged the sword died in the blood sacrifice. People have gone before, resulting in incomplete work.”

"But your bloodline is extraordinary, and your mind is like that of an innocent baby. You don't have the unwillingness and resentment caused by ordinary people sacrificing swords. This is a rare situation, so that this unfinished sword not only did not become scrap metal, but also gained extraordinary The ordinary power, if what I expected is true, when this sword is completed, a thousand miles around will turn into scorched earth in an instant, drink the blood of thousands of people and strike..."

Jiang Chili sighed softly and said leisurely.

"Yes... when Xiaokui woke up, everyone was dead. Xiaokui stayed in the magic sword for a long time. There were many resentful spirits in it, which was very scary..." Xiaokui murmured in a low voice.

"You should be of my clan's blood, why don't you ask for help from the clan?" Jiang Chili sighed.

"Father said that we are descendants of Emperor Yan, but we made a big mistake and were expelled from the tribe, so we have no shame to ask for help from the tribe, and we have no way to contact the tribe." Xiaokui became even more timid after hearing this. said.

"The brother you are talking about is the one who forged the magic sword. Why did he forge such a magic sword?" Jiang Chili looked complicated. He had already vaguely guessed the reason why the ancestors of Solanum Solanum were expelled from the tribe.

"Brother...he is the crown prince of the Jiang Kingdom. He is very good at everything he does...The magic sword-making method is recorded in a hand scroll passed down by our ancestors from the Jiang Kingdom. It was after reading that that my brother thought of forging swords to relieve the siege of the city. …”

When Xiaokui mentioned her brother, her voice suddenly became cheerful, but after she said it, she suddenly cried again: "Uuuu...but...but Xiaokui has been in the magic sword for a long, long time, brother. He clearly said that he would always be with Xiaokui. Xiaokui misses her brother so much...I don’t know where my brother went...Xiaokui wants to find the reincarnation of her brother, but Xiaokui can’t leave here, and she can’t transform into a human form. She can’t live without him. The magic sword... Wow, Xiaokui is really useless, Xiaokui, Xiaokui doesn't know what to do..."

"As expected, it is not the right way to forge swords with people." Jiang Chili sighed and said:
"After reincarnation, he will be a different person. Even if you really see your brother's reincarnation, would you still recognize him?"

"Ok!"

When Xiaokui heard this, her words were full of determination and longing: "It must be possible. Even if the appearance has changed and the personality has changed, Xiaokui can recognize him at a glance as long as he is a brother!"

"Okay, I am a descendant of Emperor Yan, Zhu Rong. You and I are also connected by blood. You have been staying here. I don't know when I will see your brother again. I will take you out, find a body for you, and lead you into practice. Tao, you can find your brother in the human world."

Jiang Chili was moved. He had no brothers or sisters and was alone. Although he now had a wife and children, he still had regrets in his heart. He couldn't bear to see such a human tragedy, so he even spoke out.

"Ah! You are Master Zhu Rong. Xiaokui has met Master Zhu Rong. Thank you, Master Zhu Rong. Like your brother, you are a righteous and gentle person." Xiao Kui was surprised at first, and then said softly.

"Righteous? Gentle?" A trace of emotion flashed across Jiang Chili's face, and then he said loudly: "You enter the sword, and I will help you purify the demonic nature in the sword first, lest you be possessed by the demonic nature before I can help you find a body. If you become infected, your character will change drastically."

"Okay." Xiaokui said softly, and saw the blue light slowly flying back to the magic sword. The light slowly weakened and gradually integrated into the sword.

"But...if I really find my brother one day and he knows that the magic sword has harmed so many people...will he...think that Xiaokui is not good and doesn't want Xiaokui anymore?"

The blue light group merged into the sword, and Xiaokui said timidly again.

"No, it's not your fault. He must be reluctant to let you go if you are so good..." Jiang Chili felt a little sour in his heart. He knew it was a fan filter and said softly.

After hearing Jiang Chili's words, Xiaokui seemed relieved and said softly: "Well...Thank you, Master Zhu Rong, Xiaokui will go back to practice now and will not pay attention to foreign objects anymore, unless you call me, or...I sense As long as my brother is nearby..."

As she spoke, the shimmer disappeared completely, and she completely merged into the sword and disappeared.

Jiang Chili held the hilt of the demon sword, and immediately, the divine power around him was activated, and a bright and vast divine power of fire burst out. In an instant, it turned into incomparable sacred light and poured into the demon sword endlessly. .

A living person was sacrificed to the sword, and the blood of thousands of people was used to strike. The ferocity of the demon sword was extraordinary. It was no different from many ancient ferocious soldiers. Moreover, because it was a blood sacrifice from the descendants of Emperor Yan, it contained the divine power of Emperor Yan and was even more powerful. Three points.

Moreover, the sword-making method recorded in Jiang Guo's Demonic Sword Manual was originally a reversal of Yan Emperor's weapon-making method.

However, Emperor Yan's castings are all made of spiritual materials from heaven and earth. They are cast according to the time and place, the four seasons and the eight princes, and the power of the stars in the sky. They are the most divine and holy.

Reversal of Yandi's method, cast the most filthy and demonic material into a vessel, reverse the yin and yang, disrupt the time of the heavens, attract the evil energy of heaven and earth, and then use the blood of human beings as sacrifices.

As sacred as Emperor Yan's weapons are, so ferocious is the Demonic Sword, possessing supreme demonic properties.

Jiang Chili's pure Yang divine power continued to pour into the sword, causing the demon sword to tremble uncontrollably. The demonic nature was purified by the will of the sun, and it immediately developed great resistance.

There seems to be a complete world in the sword body, which is constantly shaking, as if it is about to collapse.

Thousands of ghosts roared, extremely ferocious, demonic energy overflowed, and the void trembled, as if the door to the region had opened, and countless evil ghosts and resentful souls rushed out of the netherworld and escaped from the gate.

"Chong!"

There was a clear sound of the sword soaring into the sky, demonic energy leaping up, ghost energy raging, evil ghost atmosphere filling the void, dense sword energy bursting out, like a falling river, raging around, cutting rocks into pieces, and turning into powder in the air.

"Hmph! Even a magic sword can try to compete with me. You are really overestimating your own abilities!"

Jiang Chili drank coldly, and then the divine power was activated even more urgently. Suddenly, a steady stream of pure Yang divine power was poured into the sword like a river, turning into incomparable sacred light. In the blink of an eye, the ghostly atmosphere was destroyed, and the demonic nature of the demonic sword was forcibly suppressed.

crimson!platinum!Brilliant and gorgeous, between heaven and earth, there seemed to be waves of majestic heavenly voices praising the sun and Zhu Rong. The monstrous divine light broke through the boundless darkness and affected the entire Buzhou Ruins.

The demonic nature of the demon sword continues to diminish, and divine power fills the sword body. Together with the sword spirit Nightshade inside, it has also been baptized and purified by the true spirit from the depths of the soul. The ghost energy dissipates, and the soul turns into a human form, and is very solid, like a real person. generally.

"Xiao Kui, you are too kind. I'm afraid you will be deceived when I look for your brother in the future. You and I are both descendants of Emperor Yan. Today, I will use a little bit of my pure Yang power to enlighten your two hearts. Wait until you meet When you are in danger, there will be someone to protect you."

Jiang Chili said calmly, and without waiting for Xiaokui's reply, he condensed a little pure Yang divine power with his finger, touched it on the sword, entered the sword, and landed in Xiaokui's true spirit.

As if sensing something, Xiaokui, who had been immersed in practice, gradually woke up. Through the body of the magic sword, she understood her own changes and whispered:
"thanks…"

"You're welcome, it's just a piece of cake." Jiang Chili smiled lightly, grabbed a stone, turned it into a stone gate, put the magic sword into it, then turned around and left with Ao Qin.

……

The words were divided into two parts. Just when Jiang Chili left the place where the two gods fought and came to the depths of Buzhou Ruins to purify the demon sword, the battle between the two gods there was about to come to an end.

"Luozi! Luozi!"

I saw stars rising and falling in the sky on the huge chessboard intertwined vertically and horizontally. Many people with great supernatural powers were fighting constantly. Two vast divine lights were rolling and entangled. The master in green and the master in sackcloth were sweating like rain. They were like demons, staring closely at the changes in the chess game. .

A sudden change occurred, and the great god in green refused to make a move. His divine power seemed to be uncontrollable and powerful. His finger joints exploded, and his strength continued to increase. The huge star chess piece could not bear it and burst into pieces.

"Qing Yi! You lost! Hahaha!" The great god Mai laughed ferociously, and his long hair rose up without wind, floating upside down in the air.

"Ma Yi, you forced me to do this. Today, you and I will fight until death!"

The divine light in the eyes of the Tsing Yi master exploded, and they condensed into two terrifying and fierce lights in the sky. They suddenly shot out. His divine power was activated, and his body flashed, overturning the chess game with a bang, and rushed straight towards the Master Mai.

"Is there any other possibility between you and me?!"

Master Mai roared, and the same figure flashed out in an instant, directly facing the opponent.

boom!
(End of this chapter)