Chapter 412

"Just let me help you again. Don't let me down!"

As soon as he clenched his teeth, with a loud drink, ye Lingfeng took a step forward and put himself into the area where he could pull Sha Feng.

Shua! Just for a moment, shafeng, who had been in a state of abatement, was like a living creature with spirit. He felt that ye Lingfeng had stepped in again and suddenly became turbulent. Wuthering evil wind suddenly came and wrapped Ye Lingfeng's body tightly. The cold feeling made Ye Lingfeng feel like falling into the ice cellar. If there were ten million sharp blades dividing his mind, he could not bear to live.

If you were an ordinary person, you would have been scared out of your wits in this terrible situation, and ye Lingfeng was determined. Although the wind was biting, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling in the wind made your heart tremble, you would not be moved at all. With a wave of your hand, you would block the sword in front of you and fight against the wind.

Zheng! As soon as the sword was stretched out, the body of the long sword began to shake violently. It made a sound like a clear dragon chant. The sound was just like a greedy child's cheering when he saw his favorite food.

With this buzzing, ye Lingfeng felt the pressure of his mind lightened. In a short time, the pervasive mass of Sha Feng was absorbed into the sword body by the long sword.

Even at the end of the day, a small whirlpool formed around the sword, which transmitted a very strong attraction. It completely pulled the Sha Feng scattered around the sword towards the body of the sword, as if to devour all the Sha Feng here.

"Is it because when refining the sword, the scales of the blue eyed cold Cobra were put into it. The cold Cobra loved the cold power, and its scales naturally possessed this power?" Ye Lingfeng didn't expect that the effect of long sword was so extraordinary. He was surprised, and he couldn't help thinking about the reason for this situation.

Just as ye Lingfeng thought about it, the bright red color in the middle of the long sword's transparent body suddenly became more and more demonic, and even a faint red awn began to leak out.

As soon as he touched Ye Lingfeng's body, he suddenly felt his heart sank and his back was cold. It was like being watched by something terrible to the extreme.

Not only that, but even at this moment, he felt as if he had been to an ancient battlefield in chaos. There were people shouting and killing everywhere. Looking around, there were a sea of corpses, limbs, arms and blood, just like Shura hell.

"After absorbing the evil wind, I gathered my spirit and wanted to rebel and take the ownership from me!" Ye Lingfeng is a Leng at first, immediately toward the tip of the tongue fiercely bit, severe pain, immediately call him to wake up from the illusion in front of him, a cold smile, he suddenly clenched the sword, sneer: "I cultivated you, can you still let you turn the sky?"

According to the records of Wan FA Tong, it is said that some magic weapons in the legend will have strange spirituality by chance. It is even rumored that when spirituality is enough, they will even grow into spirituals. But the magic weapon has spirit, and it can kill the sky. Once it breeds spirit, it will instinctively make the act of eating the Lord, and fight for sovereignty for itself.

When ye Lingfeng looked at these contents, he was just talking about gods and monsters. He didn't expect that such things would happen in front of him one day. However, he was also very clear about the situation in front of him. The long sword absorbed the spirit after the evil wind. He obviously didn't like himself, and some of them were not willing to be driven by him. The only way to solve this problem is to beat it until it is convinced.

But at the moment when his voice fell, the sword was out of his control. It turned around strangely and trembled violently, forming the sharp point of the sword and aiming at his eyebrow.

For a moment, the murderer and the evil wind were like tides, surging out along the body of the sword, and the target of attack was Ye Lingfeng.

Seeing that the sharp edge of the sword has stabbed his eyebrows, ye Lingfeng's two middle fingers in his right hand are as fast as lightning, holding the blade tightly. No matter how the blade vibrates or even makes a buzzing sound, it doesn't relax at all.

And at the same time, he suddenly clenched his teeth, used the method of nourishing the spirit in his family, mobilized the power of the five internal organs, warmed up his mental power, and went to the sword, trying to crush the evil spirit of the sword with his mental power.

As soon as the spiritual force rushes in, it is like the wind sweeping the world, and it cleans up the evil spirit that seems to be eating people. Then, along with the sword, the evil spirit of the sky slowly dissipated, and the sword gradually changed back to its original appearance, crystal clear, only the central part, those monstrous red awns become more solid, like blood.

"Grandma, thank you for learning the way to nourish the spirit of the family. Otherwise, you'll really count on me!" After being resisted by the spirit, Shayi feels a stronger sense of blood connection from the long sword than when the sword was finished. Although there is a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of Ye Lingfeng's mouth, his eyes are as bright as the stars in the night.