A great war brought about great changes.
Yu Wenlei used the big knife in the bloody furnace for the first time, but the consequences were unbearable for him, not to mention that he was eroded by black demonic energy and his spiritual power was reversed. What's more, Master Qu was actually swallowed by the weapon spirit of the sword...
"Stop! Stop! You kid... you... you are so stupid, you will die for doing this for a half-dead soul!" The weapon spirit was shocked, and in desperation he could only threaten sternly.
However, Yu Wenlei did not waver at all. His anger had burned out his reason. He just wanted revenge, even if it meant desperately.
"Refining!"
"No...stop it! Boy, wait a minute! Listen to me...your master has hope, and he still has hope to be reborn..."
"You want to deceive me, do you think I will be fooled? Delusion!"
"Boy... listen to me, if you don't stop, your master will lose even that little hope!"
Hearing this, Yu Wenlei's fingers trembled, his palm placed on the blade, and he temporarily stopped moving. Although he didn't believe what Qi Ling said, he still wanted to hear it. Even if his hope was slim, he would not give up easily.
"Say! If you dare to lie to me, I will make you pay the price!"
"Sigh... I have great skills. Even the Blue Devil Emperor was polite to me back then. Unexpectedly, now I am threatened by an ant. It's really a disaster..."
"Without further ado!"
Yu Wenlei's face was fierce, with a hint of blackness between his brows, and he interrupted Qi Ling's words angrily.
"Ahem... I have already said that to keep him alive, we must break him into a spiritual weapon and become a weapon spirit. As for becoming a weapon spirit... in theory... there is still a slight possibility of rebirth... "Qi Ling said hesitantly.
"How is it possible! The weapon spirit can be reborn? Do you think I am so deceitful!" Yu Wenlei said categorically. He obviously did not believe the nonsense of the weapon spirit at all.
"Don't be impulsive...Boy, you have only lived for so many years and you have traveled so many places. The world is so vast and you don't know how many things there are. Of course, in your small place, you have never heard of the legend of the Red Spirit."
"The legend of the red spirit? What is that?"
"Everything in the world has animism, and everything has its own constraints. As one of the thousands of creatures, it is indeed almost impossible for the weapon spirit to be reborn as a human being. But... there is an exception! That is the Demon Sword Red Spirit! According to rumors, the Demon Sword Red Spirit The spirit broke through the shackles, used the body of a weapon spirit to break through reincarnation, and was reborn as a human being. At that time, the reputation of the Red Spirit Emperor was not even comparable to that of my old master, the Blue Devil Emperor. However, later it was rumored that the Red Spirit Emperor was going to deal with the disaster, so he Disappeared..."
"Demon Sword Hong Ling? Are you telling the truth?"
"Hmph, who am I? How could I lie to you, kid!" Qi Ling responded disdainfully.
Yu Wenlei nodded, saying that there is still a glimmer of hope. In order to resurrect Qu Lao, he must find a way to reborn the weapon spirit. He calmed down the anger in his heart a little, but that was all he could do now.
"Now, what to do?"
"Leave it to me..." After the words fell, a faint light shone on the dark blue sword, and suddenly a silver light shot out and flew into the void.
bass! Then, Yu Wenlei's thundering heavy sword suddenly made a movement, and was slowly pulled out by invisible force. It was also inserted into the ground, standing side by side with the Blue Devil's heavy sword.
call out!
The light in the void changed direction and shot directly into the thundering heavy sword. Immediately afterwards, the thundering heavy sword began to tremble. However, the blade was surrounded by invisible power and suppressed. After about half an hour, the movement finally subsided.
Yu Wenlei looked at the Thunder Heavy Sword curiously. There was no change in the big sword, but it gave him a sense of intimacy. This was probably because of Mr. Qu.
Yu Wenlei put away the thundering heavy sword and shifted his gaze to one side.
"Qi Ling, you and I will not interfere with each other. You should stay in this space and don't have any evil thoughts. If you can do it, I will not touch you." Yu Wenlei said lightly.
"Hey...boy, you don't have to worry unfoundedly. Thanks to you, I have to go to sleep for a few years. Before that, I kindly remind you, don't get killed..."
"No trouble!"
There was no response from the Blue Demon Heavy Sword, and Yu Wenlei sighed. Things in the world are unpredictable, and he can only take one step at a time. He pulled out the Blue Demon Heavy Knife and slapped the handle of the knife.
boom!
The broadsword flew up, broke through the air, and finally fell into the bloody furnace...
Buzz…
Yu Wenlei gathered his thoughts and left the stone lock space. As soon as he returned to the outside world, he unexpectedly appeared in Hua Ziyuan's arms...
this……
It turned out that Hua Ziyuan held the stone lock in his hand and looked at it non-stop. Unexpectedly, Shi Suo suddenly turned into Yu Wen Lei again, and a big living person was lying in her arms, which made her startled.
"Ah..." Yu Wenlei roared in a low voice. When he returned to the outside world, he felt the black demonic energy in his body again. The backflow of spiritual power really made him miserable. Faintly, he smelled a familiar fragrance and felt a soft embrace.
He opened his eyes and saw Hua Ziyuan hugging him and looking at each other. A faint blush immediately appeared on Hua Ziyuan's face...
"Junior Brother... Hey, why are you..." Hua Ziyuan was confused and seemed a little embarrassed. She wanted to let go of Yu Wenlei, but seeing Yu Wenlei's expression of pain, she couldn't let go...
Time passed by little by little, and two more hours passed in a flash, but Yu Wenlei showed no improvement at all, and even his lips began to turn black. If this continues, the evil energy will breed, and he will really be doomed!
At this moment, Hua Ziyuan had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly thought of something. She slowly put down Yu Wenlei, and at the same time took out a simple long piano and played with it.
clank clank clank clank...
The melodious sound of the piano suddenly spread in the cave, and the sound of the piano seemed to be transmitted into Yuwen Lei's soul, washing the depths of his soul. Gradually, the frequency of his shaking slowed down, and the pain seemed to lessen a little.
"This song is indeed useful..." Hua Ziyuan was delighted. This song was called Demon Purification and Soul Purification Song. It was also passed down on the seventh floor of the Magic Sound Tower. However, she had never bothered to study it. Unexpectedly, it would be used at this moment. played a role.
This melody is ethereal and mysterious, and combined with the spiritual power method, it can suppress the demonic energy in Yu Wenlei's body. However, the Demon Purifying Soul Song consumes a lot of mental power. After playing it for only half an hour, Hua Ziyuan's mental power was completely exhausted.
call……
Hua Ziyuan immediately resumed his breath adjustment, the sound of the piano stopped, and the demonic energy in Yu Wenlei's body began to flow around again. Fortunately, the demonic energy seemed to be purified a little, and the pain was relieved.
As night fell, the two spent the night in the cave. During this period, Hua Ziyuan exhausted his mental power twice, and Yu Wenlei's demonic energy was finally cleared away. The next morning, Yu Wenlei could barely get up and walk around, but there were still bursts of pain in his chest.
…
Hundreds of miles away, the trial in the Meltdown Mountains was coming to an end. Although they experienced a vision of heaven and earth yesterday, people from the four major sects were still waiting there. Today is already the third day, and the results of the trial will be announced soon.
Sure enough, not long after, disciples from the four major sects came out of the cave entrance one after another. The expressions of the disciples of each sect were different. Some came back with a full load, while others were dejected.
At noon, the trial time had passed, and all the disciples should have returned. However, several people were missing.
"Who! Who killed Feng Yiming! Stand up for me!" Suddenly, the master of Fengzhi Palace became furious. Apparently he got the news of Feng Yiming's death...
