Hell Emperor

Chapter 83 Ye Jie-Black Blade Demon-Slaying Sword

"Master, it's time to begin... The first time you and Xiao Wei transform into a sword from the underworld, you need to be in tune with each other. Once you become more proficient, you will be able to use it as you like like Li Feimo..."

Under the gaze of everyone, Xia Wei stood still in front of Ye Jie, with a bit of expectation on her pretty face, and her eyes were focused and firm.

"I'm ready, what are you going to do?" Ye Jie nodded.

Xia Wei didn't answer. She stared at Ye Jie, with a bit of shame in her bright eyes. She raised her white and green jade fingers and waved to him.

Ye Jie leaned down slightly confused, only to see Xia Wei reach out her hand and wrap it around his neck involuntarily. As their faces came closer, warm and even breath spread over them.

Ye Jie was stunned at first, but after feeling the trembling of Xia Wei's body and the lingering attachment, he couldn't bear to abandon her at this time. He finally lowered his raised hand and turned around. And ride behind Xia Wei, letting her find peace of mind and a place to belong.

The two people's eyes intertwined and their hearts were connected, conveying the deep emotion and tacit understanding. The world around them blurred, and time stopped moving as they focused on each other.

As that heart was conveyed, a silent tacit understanding also spread between the two. At this moment, there was no longer any gap between the two people's hearts, and they finally reached a state of intimacy and congeniality.

"What are you doing? This is not how the Underworld God is used..."

Under Li Feimo's unbelievable eyes, Ye Jie's whole body changed and dispersed into countless tiny points of light. The light points converged towards Xia Wei's palm, first turning into a carefully carved ebony handle. The light points continued to gather upwards, and the sword blade containing infinite killing aura also condensed and took shape.

The moment the breath subsided, the entire sword blade was revealed to everyone.

It was a seven-foot long sword. There were no gorgeous decorations on the sword, only simple and uniform lines. The sword was as dark as night, black and corroded, exuding an evil light of destruction that swallowed up all things. Just looking at the sword's edge , there was a knife-like pain in my heart.

"What kind of sword is that?" Guazitou asked in a daze. Only the caster of the Nether Spirit Magic Art can know the true name of the Nether Spirit Magic Weapon.

No wonder everyone was surprised. The aura exuded by the black sword far surpassed that of a spiritual weapon, and had entered the level of a magical weapon used by immortals. Even Li Feimo, who took out the Nether Spirit Art, did not expect Xia Wei, who had transformed into a sword for the first time, to It can be turned into such a powerful magic weapon.

Xia Wei raised the black sword with one hand, raised two fingers with the other hand, and carefully wiped the cold and dark blade of the sword, as if caressing her lover's face, with deep affection in her eyes: "The fifth-grade magic weapon, black The sword that cuts the devil with its edge."

"Fifth-grade magic weapon? Hiss..." Guazitou was completely stunned and couldn't help but exclaimed, "The magic weapons are all in the hands of immortals, and they rarely stray into the mortal world. Only souls of seventh-grade and below circulate in the mortal world. Weapon. Even the best treasure in the wine country is just a sixth-grade magic weapon, but you can actually create a fifth-grade spiritual weapon? This..."

Xia Wei lowered her head, held the sword blade in her arms, and said with a nostalgic look on her face: "This is not the result of Xiao Wei alone. Thanks to the master, Xiao Wei can do this."

Li Feimo stared at Xia Wei closely, as if he had seen some kind of incredible monster:

"This is impossible... I have a connection with my companion Spirit Butterfly. When I turned her into a Purple Lightning Blue Frost Sword, it was only a seventh-grade spiritual weapon at first. It was my step by step deepening of my bond with her, and finally I transformed her into a Purple Lightning Blue Frost Sword. The Frost Sword has been upgraded to a fourth-grade magical weapon. You have just started to practice the Nether Spirit Divine Art, and you can transform it into a fifth-grade spiritual weapon? With this kind of talent, not even the descendants of Xuannv in the past can achieve it... "

Xia Wei glanced at her and said proudly: "What is a fifth-grade spiritual weapon? I thought that with my friendship with Master, I would have to turn into a third-grade divine weapon at least!"

Hearing the name of the artifact, even Li Feimo couldn't help but curl his lips:

"Artifacts are not easy to change. Every artifact in the heaven symbolizes a road that has been tempered to the extreme. Artifacts are far more powerful than magic weapons. Each artifact has the power to change the world. Those below rank six Immortals are not even qualified to touch divine weapons, and the limit of the Nether Spirit Divine Art is almost a fourth-grade magic weapon."

As she said that, she couldn't help but shake her head: "However, things are not absolute. The founder of the Nether Spirit Art, Master Ming Ji, can actually use this method to create a real artifact."

Xia Wei said seriously: "Although it is only a fifth-grade magic weapon now, but with the bond between me and the master, sooner or later, the black-edged demon-slaying sword will become a real artifact!"

Li Feimo snorted: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. The use of the Nether Spirit Art will seriously overdraw the power of the soul body and even damage the origin. With your master's mid-second-level realm, you can't afford the fourth-level magic. The power of the weapon is too long, so it must be dealt with quickly. Once it exceeds the time of a cup of tea, it will fall into a state of soul disintegration. If it continues to be used, it will only make his soul fly away."

Hearing this, Xia Wei's face darkened. She had already known about Li Feimo's warning when Guazitou recited the Nether Spirit Art to her.

Xia Wei hugged the black sword, with a bit of worry in her eyes: "You are right, Xiao Wei does not want to cause the master to be injured because of her willfulness... Originally, I was planning to rely on the power of the fifth-grade magic weapon. Fighting out from under Kui Niu's feet, now I think about it, let's forget it." After hearing Kui Niu's name, Li Feimo raised his head and saw the huge pupils outside the ghost shield, as well as the blazing arcs of electricity that were constantly bombarding him. Under the protection of the ghost shield, several people were safe and sound, but looking at Kui Niu's tireless appearance, they probably didn't know how long it would take to get out of trouble.

When Li Feimo came back to his senses, he saw that Xia Wei had already dispersed the Nether Spirit Art.

The black sword gradually disintegrated and turned into a series of wandering light points. The light points converged to the side, and Ye Jie's body reshaped.

"Master, are you okay?" Seeing Ye Jie return to his original state, Xia Wei leaned over and said with concern.

Ye Jie moved his hands: "I feel great... The magic weapon corresponds to the power of the immortal level. The moment I turned into the black-edged demon-slaying sword, I seemed to have entered the immortal realm, and the whole world was... It became different. For the first time, I felt that the world was so clear. Even every flowing breeze in the sky and every falling thunder were clearly discernible in my perception."

Xia Wei stared at Ye Jie with a smile in her eyes.

Li Feimo opened his eyes wide, glanced at the two of them and said: "I didn't expect that you two would have such deviant emotions, although it can indeed enhance the power of the Nether Spirit Art... Xia Wei, I think you are clearly bullying me. It is really against the rules to destroy the ancestors."

Sensing Li Feimo's accusation, Xia Wei crossed her arms and made a slight arc at the corner of her mouth: "I told you, you don't understand. In short, at my level, I don't care about rules and regulations. , the only thing I pursue is a happy ending..."

Halfway through Xia Wei's words, Ye Jie bent his fingers and tapped her little head: "Don't imitate me!"

Xia Wei let out an ouch, covered her head, and puffed her mouth out in a pretense of being coquettish, but the affection deep in her bright eyes could not be removed no matter what.

On the side, Guazitou jumped up, jumped on Ye Jie's shoulder without any explanation, and asked curiously in his ear: "What does that feel like? The whole person turns into a sword?"

Ye Jie thought for a while and replied: "After turning into a sword, although I couldn't speak, I felt connected with Xia Wei. I felt that I was no longer alone, but became an extension of Xia Wei's power, like a bond. We have formed a strong and solid bond that will not be severed no matter what. Even if there is a stronger enemy ahead, I will split it in half for Xia Wei."

Xia Wei pursed her lips slightly, her pretty face filled with gratitude, while Guazi showed an envious expression:
"The Nether Spirit Magic Art is really magical... I don't know what kind of Nether Spirit Magic Artifact it can be turned into if I am here, and whether it can reach the level of magical weapons?"

"You can give it a try."

In the eyes of everyone's surprise, Li Feimo explained: "Now, Xia Wei has learned the magic weapon of the underworld, and can turn any soul body into its own underworld magic weapon. The underworld magic weapon turned into by each soul body They are all different. Unless you try it yourself, no one knows what kind of magic weapon you can turn into."

The melon seed head on Ye Jie's shoulder was delighted when he heard this, and looked at Xia Wei with expectant eyes: "Miss Xia Wei, I am very curious about the technique created by the master of the Nether Spirit Hall. Can you try it on me?"

Xia Wei glanced at Ye Jie and saw him nodding slightly. After getting the master's permission, she said: "Of course."

Huge spiritual power continued to flow from Xia Wei's body, and her eyes glowed with a fascinating light, which was a sign of the operation of the technique. Her eyes became sharp, her eyebrows raised, and she uttered a low voice: "Ming Ling Divine decision!"

As soon as the words fell, the melon seed head was completely blurred, turning into a series of rushing starlight. The starlight converged towards Xia Wei's face, and under her eyes, turned into a pale mask wrapping her face.

What is striking is that wearing the mask gave Xia Wei neatly arranged shark teeth. The teeth are thick and jagged. Each tooth is ground to the point of being sharper than a sharp knife, enough to shatter in a bite. All prey makes her look extremely aggressive.

Looking at Xia Wei wearing a shark mask, Ye Jie scratched his head. If Xia Wei like this came to him, instead of feeling intimate, he would worry about whether Xia Wei would bite his head off in one bite. .

After dispelling the Nether Soul Art, Ye Jie looked at the reshaped Guazitou and felt a little emotional:

"Guazi obviously has a fifth-level realm, but the ghost magic weapon she transformed into is actually only a ninth-level spiritual weapon. It is far weaker than the black-edged demon-slaying sword I transformed into. Apart from looking a little scary, it doesn't seem to be anything. use."

Li Feimo shook his head and said: "The power of the magical weapon transformed by the Nether Spirit Art only depends on the degree of connection between the soul body and the master of the technique. Xia Wei and Guazi are not close, nor can they talk about life and death. How can they have a ninth-grade spirit?" The level of the weapon is pretty good."

(End of this chapter)