Create a world of low martial arts from ancient times

Chapter 97 The third legal prohibition (first update)

"No way."

The environment in the prehistoric times was too harsh. Although everyone was full of wisdom, it was really difficult to think of a solution at once.

After all, the human race has not yet conquered this vast land.

"Clan leader, there will be a way." Xi's eyes were bright but soft.

Luo Zu responded to her comfort: "Yes, I understand."

He knows that time will help him overcome these problems, because as time goes by, his cultivation will inevitably increase.

At that time, some problems may not be solved now, but that may not be the case in the future.

Keep your mind at ease, things will be solved in the future.

Do the things now.

The matter of heaven and earth in the pot is also going on.

Since the battle in Xiaole Plain, the backbones of the demons have been broken.

The hastily formed Ten Thousand Demons Alliance was disbanded on the spot, and King Sun, who was full of dreams, lost his soul. The sixty-eight great demons were so dead that they could no longer trouble Yang.

But Yang did not retreat from the wilderness, because the power of the demon lord became stronger.

The breath that permeates the air seems to be able to push the demons in the wilderness to undergo a transformation of flesh and blood.

But Qing, who is among them, has a different opinion.

"Clan leader, you are back!" These words were spoken with tears in the eyes in the local demon language of Qiu Pheasant.

Qing Gou is alive. He is still weak in this life, but he has survived. After three unlucky lives, Qing cherishes this life very much.

The physical body is well cultivated, the soul is slowly warmed, and the new culture is studied with concentration.

"Revenge must be avenged." Qing followed a monster who accidentally survived in this life and wandered in the wilderness.

"Qing, don't be obsessed with this. It's unnecessary. Even King Sun is dead. As long as we can survive." This survivor of the ethnic group did not have his ambitions.

All he wanted was for one to survive.

The sound of green breath.

He is still surviving now, but he wants to take revenge. That is really a fool's errand.

"I'm going to find him." Qingfu clenched his fists again.

Now he has eight fists, two legs, a tiger-faced head on his shoulders, and three tails on his butt.

When he held it in his palm, his sharp claws were retracted and he could not scratch himself.

"Who?"

"My lord." Qing's face showed determination.

His companions only thought that he was dreaming: "You are still young, there is no need to do this. My lord... I don't know if he is here or not. We are all like this now, and we don't see your lord... How about taking a bath?" "

This demon looks ferocious, but in his heart he is as cowardly as a mouse.

I am really afraid of being killed by Yang.

See if Yang has been in the wilderness for so long, killing from south to north, from east to west, has his eyes been dry?

No! Not only did it not happen, but it got worse and worse. Each demon group was slaughtered by it. It was really vicious, vicious, barbaric and terrifying.

I was really afraid of being killed.

"I want to go." Qing said stubbornly.

He had to deal with not only Yang, but also the guy who had brought him to this point.

Although he never met the guy face to face and was even tortured repeatedly by him, his murderous intention was deeply buried.

Since I have been reborn so many times, it means that the sky will never end and the Emperor will bless me.

At this point, the weak and lonely Qing embarked on the road to the west.

At the same time, Yang also felt that he had killed enough.

The sharpness of the Ziying sword frightened him, and the desire for the demon's flesh and blood spirit also shone through the sword, making Yang's heart beat with fear. Today’s Ziying Sword is “a completely different person” than it was back then.

The purple sword body was covered with blood-black lines, and the blood veins were repeatedly woven into a web. There was a strange and terrifying aura about it, as if something was brewing from it.

Nowadays, it would be hard for people to believe it if it was said to be a divine sword or a fairy sword, but it would be even more convincing if it were said to be a demon sword.

"To the demon, it is an evil sword."

"In that case, why don't you call it Demon-Slaying Sword from now on?" Yang said leisurely, stroking the blade of the sword.

Ding.

Ziying groaned softly as a response.

If you feel it, you will naturally be happy.

Raising swords, sacrificing swords, and refining swords, you can now be considered to be intimately close to him.

"In that case, let's go west." Yang patted his sword and was about to pick it up.

Go to the west and kill the demon lord.

The God of War gave him this peerless sword, wasn't it just to kill the demon lord?

After reciting a few mantras, he used his own divine power and true energy to enter today's Sword Sacrifice Sword Art into it, tempering it and tempering its laws.

After finishing his homework, he hit the road.

He left, leaving only a bonfire that was about to go out, and an illusory figure beside it.

This figure is made of spirit, a change in Luo Zu's thoughts.

"This blood sacrifice is really fast, but it is also dangerous, and the sword is really unknown." Luo Zu already had the latest model of the Ziying Sword in his heart.

The response Ziying Sword gave Yang just now was actually a response to Luo Zu.

However, the Ziying Sword has no spirituality at all, so it is just wishful thinking.

Luo Zu could see it clearly. After all, Luo Zu had just secretly refined the third forbidden spell of the Purple Ying Sword.

The accumulation was enough, and it just missed the last tremor, so Luo Zu naturally let it happen.

With the three magic bans, the power of the Ziying Sword has also increased to a higher level, and it has undergone new changes and begun to feed back to the holder.

This is the inspiration Luozu got from the Barbarian God Hammer.

The Barbarian God's Hammer can give the host strength, allowing it to become a master against the Yang God even if it is ordinary.

Therefore, after Luo Zu has refined the three magic prohibitions, he can be considered to have a permutation and combination that can create many groups. Not only will there be different mysterious laws, so he can also have such an ability.

As for how to feed back? Where to feed back?

Naturally, it is the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, which derives its power from the flesh and blood spirit of those demons that have been killed.

This is equivalent to adding a spiritual elf to the practitioner, who can practice automatically and fill up the shortcomings of true energy on his own.

Of course, this requires long-term refining of this magic weapon and continuous refinement with one's own magic, so that the magic weapon can feed back the same true energy.

Otherwise, just like the Savage Hammer and its host, it will only remember its first master, and then continuously feed back the true energy of the first master to the subsequent masters. This will make the subsequent masters more and more like the second master. A master's spirit and spirit will be affected and assimilated.

But if a magic weapon has been refined since it was weak when it was young, there will be no such situation.

Since the birth of the Purple Ying Sword, except for the first magic ban which was refined by Luo Zu, the next two magic bans were both refined by Yang Ji, and he sacrificed the sword day and night, using his divine power to Zhen Qi penetrated into it, and then continued to refine the Dharma and Taboo in it. In this way, the Ziying Sword followed his appearance, and the Zhen Qi fed back to him was just like him.

The two complement each other and grow together.

"I am so refining weapons but I have forgotten my original intention." Luo Zu thought.

Refining weapons in this way can be regarded as a kind of cultivation method.

But what Luo Zu wants is to refine weapons, weapons that can be refined in batches, not a magic weapon that belongs to someone.

Wouldn’t such a magical weapon become a waste after the death of its owner?

Is it necessary to use a magic weapon to "resurrect" a monster that looks like its owner?

must.

(End of this chapter)