"Kill, kill, kill..."
"Kill, kill, kill..."
"Kill, kill, kill..."
The shouts of killing shook the sky.
Immortal cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage and those in the Out-of-Body Stage, unable to withstand the invisible power, took the lead in collectively exploding their seeds and began to fight against those around them.
But with their strength, among the kings, they obviously cannot make any trouble.
Everyone was killed on the spot, with no chance to fight back.
at the same time.
People also noticed what Dao Xuemei said, the magic sword began to absorb the blood essence of those who were killed to become immortals.
Everyone knew what such a scene meant.
This is obviously a ritual of sacrificing the sword, feeding the magic sword with blood essence and awakening the spirit of the magic sword. Only in this way can someone tame the spirit of the magic sword and adopt the magic sword for their own use.
"What's the point of panic, what's the point of panic, what's the point of panic..."
The Eagle Emperor was high-spirited and unfazed by the situation before him.
"Since you and I dare to come to the Valley of Divine Swords, we must have the consciousness to perish. Otherwise, you think this is a place, or you think that innate spiritual treasures are so easy to obtain. Since ancient times, countless geniuses have set foot in the Valley of Divine Swords and perished here. There are countless people, but even so, no one has been recognized by the Divine Sword, which is the Divine Sword, the personal magic weapon of the Sword God."
The Eagle King looked at the divine sword, eager to subdue the spirit of the divine sword and control this peerless divine sword.
If he could control this peerless sword, he would be invincible among the legendary level.
With the words of the Eagle Emperor, the chaos in the scene was much less likely to stop.
But then.
Among the crowd, there was a low roar coming from the mouth of a king-level expert.
obviously.
Invisible forces began to attack the king-level experts. .
The strong men in the Xiaowang realm are in an unbearable situation at this moment. They are gradually losing their minds and being controlled by the power of the magic sword.
"We haven't seen each other for so many years, but the killing intent of the divine sword is still so sharp."
Silver Fox looked at the huge magic sword and said so.
Killing intent.
The invisible power is the killing intent exuded by the magic sword.
It's just that the level of this murderous intention is too high, and ordinary cultivators can't sense it at all.
"Kill, kill, kill..."
"Kill, kill, kill..."
A strong man in the Xiaowang realm was infected by the murderous intention, and his whole person entered a state of madness, and began to attack and kill the people around him indiscriminately.
When Xiao Wangjing took action, the level of combat immediately increased by several levels.
Bang bang bang...
Bang bang bang...
Bang bang bang...
The sound of fists hitting the flesh came, and when I heard it, my scalp was numb.
"This is obviously a test. Even if you can't resist the killing intent naturally emitted by the divine sword, how can you talk about subduing the spirit of the divine sword?"
Silver Fox shook his head, showing no mercy to the king-level powerhouse controlled by the murderous intention.
"Kill, kill, kill..."
"Kill, kill, kill..."
The strong man in the Little King Realm roared, fought desperately, and contributed his blood to the divine sword, trying to awaken the spirit of the divine sword.
slowly.
As the magic sword absorbs more and more blood essence from the powerful people in Xiaowang Realm, the killing intent it exudes becomes more and more powerful.
The strong men in the Great King Realm began to be affected by the murderous intention. They all held their heads in their hands and endured the pain.
"what's the situation!"
Dao Xuemei looked confused, watching the surrounding Xiaowangjing and the Great Kingjing start fighting, and she was stunned on the spot.
His strength is at the Xiaowang level, so logically speaking, he should be affected.
But he was not affected, which was obviously beyond his expectation.
"Huh?"
The King of Swordsman observed Dao Xuemei, with a hint of surprise in his words.
"Who is this person? He is not affected by the killing intent of the magic sword and looks quite relaxed."
"Dao Xuemei?"
Zheng Tuo felt very strange when he saw Dao Xuemei looking around in confusion.
Dao Xuemei has Dao as her surname, which is unique in the Eastern Region and even in the world of immortality.
Think about it carefully.
People from this Sword Realm are also named after swords. Doesn't Dao Xuemei have anything to do with this Sword Realm?
"Come!"
The sword slave seemed to see something.
He opened his mouth and called Dao Xuemei to come.
Dao Xuemei's heart moved and she looked in the direction of the Sword King.
As smart as he was, he immediately came to where the Sword King and the others were.
"Real person! Senior Brother Ba Dao!"
When Dao Xuemei saw Zheng Tuo, she immediately jumped up with joy.
I am really lucky to meet a real person here.
Who said that I, Dao Xuemei, would be unlucky all my life? Look, how lucky I am now.
"May I have your name."
The sword slave stepped forward and asked.
"Dao Xuemei, the elder of Luo Xian Sect, the Twin Stars of the Imperial Capital, is here."
Dao Xuemei announced herself as a family member, especially proud of being a disciple of the Luo Xian Sect.
Because since he joined the Luoxian Sect, he has started to have great luck.
Although there are constant small unlucky incidents, in this big aspect, he has always been lucky.
"The surname of Dao!"
The Sword King and the Sword Slave had a thought in their hearts. They looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes!
"Dao Xuemei, give me a drop of your blood essence!"
Dao Nu opened his mouth and asked for blood essence from Dao Xuemei.
Dao Xuemei immediately showed a vigilant look. He looked at Zheng Tuo and asked if this move was feasible.
"Um."
Although Zheng Tuo didn't understand why Dao Nu did this, he knew there must be a reason, perhaps it was related to Dao Xuemei's life experience.
When Dao Xuemei saw the real person nodding, she took out a ray of blood essence and handed it to Dao Slave.
The knife slave took the essence and blood, and then opened his mouth to eat it.
this……
Zheng Tuo and Dao Xuemei were both dumbfounded, not expecting this to be the case.
The sword slave didn't take it seriously. He closed his eyes and seemed to be feeling something in the essence and blood.
After a while.
The sword slave slowly opened his eyes.
"As expected!"
The way Dao Nu looked at Dao Xuemei was like a grandfather looking at his grandson, full of unspeakable love.
"What?"
Zheng Tuo asked.
"You, Dao Xuemei, can be considered as half a member of the Sword Realm!"
"What?"
Dao Xuemei jumps!
"I, Dao Xuemei, count as half of your Sword Realm..."
Dao Xuemei looked like something crazy.
"What's your father's name?"
The King of Swords asked Dao Xuemei.
"My father's name is Dao Laojiu, what's wrong!"
Dao Xuemei said so openly.
"No, your father's name is not Dao Laojiu, your father's name is Dao Jiuling, and he was the previous Sword King of Sword Territory."
"What?"
Dao Xuemei made a sound in surprise, completely dumbfounded on the spot.
He thought of his father who had been dead for many years and had nothing to do with the King of Swords. He could not be associated with the name King of Swords at all.
"There is no mistake. The blood of the creatures in the Sword Territory flows in your blood. The taste of that blood is unique and cannot be imitated. You are the son of the previous Sword King Dao Jiu."
Dao Xuemei couldn't relax.
He was always known for his clever mind, but at the moment his mind was full of mush and he couldn't think at all.
"Dao Xuemei, if you don't believe it, you can go and ask your father in person."
"What? My dad is still alive?"
"That's right. The previous Sword King, Dao Jiuling, was punished by the Sword God for secretly becoming a Taoist couple with your mother Ding Mei. At this moment, he is suppressed by the Divine Sword."
After hearing this, Dao Xuemei turned her head and looked at where the magic sword was.
For a while.
I don't know what it feels like.
