This guy is still young.
When he heard Jian Qingfeng say these words, Meng Jing subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand.
The size of this guy is not small. Where does this small size come from?
Seeing Meng Jing's strange eyes, Jian Qingfeng also had a dumbfounded expression on his face.
"That's right."
"Thunder and Thunder Flash both have their own beasts hidden in the sword body."
Beast control?
After hearing another unfamiliar word, Meng Jing's face became even more confused.
After all, this Jian Qingfeng didn't seem to be from their Xuanwu Empire.
Therefore, the weapons he holds contain different contents.
Like their Xuanwu Empire, what is contained in it is generally the sword spirit.
And theirs may be this so-called beast control.
"How to summon?"
Meng Jing asked.
"Sir, you just need to inject spiritual energy."
With that said, Jian Qingfeng grabbed another sword and began to demonstrate to Meng Jing the sword he was holding after injecting spiritual energy into the sword body.
The sword began to glow dimly.
Soon, Meng Jing heard bursts of harsh thunder bursting out from the surface of the sword.
That's right.
The name of this sword is Thunder, and it is not surprising that it makes a harsh thunderous sound after being injected with spiritual energy.
However, with the injection of spiritual energy, in addition to the harsh Lamy, Meng Jing could also hear one or two deep roars of monsters mixed in with it.
Although the roar of this monster was not very loud, it was still heard by Meng Jing.
It seems that this sword contains a ferocious monster.
I saw that when I saw Qingfeng again and felt that it was about the same, he raised the sword and lightly touched the sword body with his fingertips.
"Thunder, come out!"
After an angry shout, another deafening roar burst out from the surface of the sword.
Meng Jing saw a magical beast jumping out of the sword.
The color of this monster matches the color of the Thunder Sword, and its entire body is yellow.
As for what kind of magical beast this was, Meng Jing couldn't tell.
If we just look at the size, the monster in front of us looks like a purple thunder tiger, but the color is changed.
But looking at the appearance aside from its size, this monster seems to be like a leopard.
It is a pity that in the Xuanwu Empire, leopards cannot be so big.
Therefore, Meng Jing couldn't tell what kind of monster this guy was.
However, as the monster jumped out, the opponent immediately got close to Jian Qingfeng's body surface. Jian Qingfeng also showed a doting expression and kept stroking the head of the monster.
"Be good, Lei Ming."
"That one will be your new master from now on."
When mentioning the word new owner.
The monster that originally showed some expression of enjoyment suddenly erupted with a threatening aura.
His eyes suddenly burst out with a vicious murderous aura, glaring at Meng Jing.
Then, he bared his teeth and revealed a sharp cold light.
He wanted to know who the other party was, who actually dared to steal his master, and even asked his master to give them to the other party.
Especially when he saw that Meng Jing was holding another sword in his hand, the monster let out a low roar. For Meng Jing, he knew what it meant.
It was a threatening tone.
"It seems like he doesn't like me!"
Meng Jing smiled.
His original plan was that Jian Qingfeng would give his things to him, and then recycle these two things back to his system.
Both of these items are of high quality, and if you recycle them, you will definitely get a lot of spiritual stones.
But when he saw this monster, he immediately felt that this monster was quite interesting.
Just as Jian Qingfeng was about to explain, Meng Jing also stopped him.
"This sword since he doesn't like me."
"That can't be forced."
"It's better to give it back to you."
As he said that, he threw the other sword in his hand to Jian Qingfeng.
These two swords seem to be a pair. If you can only control one of the swords, then if you don't have the blessing of the other sword.
No matter how powerful I am, I still can't maximize the power of this sword.
So, if there is a sword, it is better not to have one.
When returning it to Jian Qingfeng, Jian Qingfeng knelt on the ground again with a plop.
"Your Mightiness."
"Leave that jujube tree alone."
Seeing that Meng Jin was unwilling to accept his two swords, Jian Qingfeng knelt on the ground with a plop, his entire expression turning into pleading.
At this time, Elder Lie had already walked over.
"Old man, what's in that date tree?"
"It's worth it."
Meng Jing was also curious about the jujube tree.
He wanted to know what was behind this jujube tree. Something that actually makes this old guy beg him hard.
"I……"
"I……"
Jian Qingfeng spoke intermittently and hemmed and hawed.
Every time he said something, he kept glancing behind him.
There seems to be some unspeakable secret that prevents him from telling the truth of the matter.
"Then tell me what debt they want you to repay?"
Meng Jing asked again.
At the beginning, the boy and the man outside the door had been urging Jian Qingfeng to pay back some so-called debt.
Therefore, he was also curious about the debt owed by Jian Qingfeng.
The words fell.
Yao Chen's helpless voice came from the ring.
"You will not live if you do your own evil."
"Little guy, you'd better destroy that jujube tree."
Listening to Yaochen's voice, although Meng Jing was puzzled, he still nodded slightly.
Since this old guy is unwilling to explain anything to himself, he can only do things according to Yao Chen's wishes.
Especially when a black flame appeared in the palm of his hand. After the black flame appeared, Jian Qingfeng's face became a little frightened.
"don't want……"
"don't want……"
While saying no in succession, Jian Qingfeng was already like a madman, running madly in front of the jujube tree and hugging the jujube tree with his arms.
Meng Jing shook his head.
This old guy underestimated himself too much. His black flames of nothingness could hit the target accurately without hurting other people.
Just thinking about it in my heart, I gently threw the flame in my hand upwards.
The black flames in that scene, like a light rain, fell on the jujube tree one after another.
Suddenly, the jujube tree was wrapped in black flames.
