Yin Dong had an intuition...if he drew his sword, he would die!
He was troubled: "But this sword is a treasure. A virtuous person will keep the treasure. If I, a rebellious person, don't take it, who else is worthy of drawing it?"
For a moment, his heart felt like it was being scratched by ten thousand cat paws, and it was extremely itchy.
"No, the thief is still taking the easy way out. I encountered a precious sword and I don't even dare to pull it out... Then don't pull it out and let the blood-eating branch pull it out!"
Yin Dong made a decisive decision and controlled the branches of the blood-devouring tree, flying out from the world of vortex ruins, wrapping them around the handle of the knife, and directly... digging into the ground.
No matter what the origin of this sword is, if he doesn't come into direct contact with it, it won't endanger him...right?
This blood-devouring tree in his world of vortex was planted in the blood pool of the divine snake. It absorbed the blood of the divine snake, and the blood contained an unknown substance from nothingness. It would definitely be no problem to suppress an ancient sword.
What's more, he dug directly into the ground around the ancient knife, and even the branches of the blood-devouring tree did not come into contact with the blade. What could go wrong?
But, something went wrong!
When the branches of the blood-devouring tree pierced the ground and dug around the ancient knife to dig a ten-meter-thick cylinder, a figure flashed out, seemingly very angry, and rushed towards Yin Dong.
The next second, Yin Dong looked dazed and entered another world.
In this world, the cold wind howls and the desolation of autumn is filled. In front of us is a hill, which is bare and barren of grass. After passing this hill, there is a solitary peak.
That solitary peak that towers straight into the clouds looks like a... knife!
There are clouds and mist like gauze, lingering around the solitary peak, and you can vaguely see wisps of flames shining under the cloud gauze.
Yin Dong's mental power extended, and he discovered that those flames were not real flames, but some red vines clinging to the lonely peak, glowing with the brilliance of flames, growing together in clusters. Looking from a distance, they looked like
It's a ray of flame light.
The moment he saw the lonely peak, Yin Dong felt a strong call in his heart.
He crossed the bare hills and headed straight for the solitary peak.
After walking not far, Yin Dong was blocked by a mountain stream, so he walked along the stream... At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that he could fly through the air, and instead walked honestly on the ground.
The mountain stream stretches windingly, and at the end, you can see gurgling water flowing into a deep pool.
In this deep pool, the green lotus swayed on the water, and the water rippled among the lotus leaves. Yin Dong took one look and became fascinated... In the pool, there was a beautiful woman's back, playing in the water among the green lotus leaves.
Water droplets rolled down her fragrant shoulders as smooth as jade, and among her long hair flying like a waterfall, there were even more perfect curves of a beautiful woman emerging. They were looming under the clear water, which was even more tempting for daydreams.
That back view... looks so familiar!
"Hi, A-Xia?" Yin Dong was stunned and murmured.
The figure from behind in the pool seemed to hear him. He was startled for a moment, then slowly turned around and faced Yin Dong. Suddenly, he felt that the world in front of him was glowing.
It’s Qiu Ying!
Wow!
With a sound of water, Qiu Ying rushed out of the water, drew a faint shadow on the pool, swept to the shore, and threw herself into Yin Dong's arms.
"Why did you come here?"
Qiu Ying exhaled like a blue breath, and when she exclaimed, almost her whole body was hung up on Yin Dong.
At this moment, Yin Dong felt overflowing with happiness, and the two peaks were pressing over him, sending an astonishing elasticity and warmth that almost made him bleed from his nose.
"Let's go in." He said, his voice a little urgent.
"Where are you going?" she asked, her almond-shaped eyes blurred, her charm as silk, and a sultry aura flowing through her.
"To my..."
Before he finished speaking, Yin Dong's expression was shocked, the phantom in front of him disappeared, and his hand was grasped on the handle of the knife.
The handle of that ancient sword!
There was a knife in Yin Dong's eyes, but he seemed to be possessed by a demon. The beautiful back figure in his mind could not be removed, and he murmured: "Where are you?"
Buzz——
At this time, the solitary peak shook and let out bursts of soft roars.
Immediately afterwards, the ground beneath Yin Dong's feet shook, and the red vines attached to the surface of the mountain nearby shrank violently as if they were frightened.
boom!
The entire solitary peak rose from the ground and turned into a red sword, floating in the sky.
The red vines attached to the mountain also rose up. It looked like a sword hovering in the sky with the light of flames, and in the light of the red flames, there was a pair of flaming eyes, locked on Yin Dong.
This is a sword with a weapon spirit. The Eye of Light is the weapon spirit manifested. The moment it locked onto Yin Dong, a sword shadow rushed into his mind and slashed down.
"hiss--"
Yin Dong gasped in pain, and in his mind, the golden soul flame suddenly burst into golden light, directly wrapping the entire blade shadow, burning it, and stirring up streaks of gold and red.
ripple.
At this time, Yin Dong's mind turned into a battlefield, with the soul flame trapping the sword spirit and trying to burn it.
Countless red vines flew around him, and the red vines that flickered like flames struck him, then wrapped around him, successfully binding him in an instant.
Yin Dong directly operated the technique and swallowed up the energy of the refining body. Suddenly, the red vines glowing with flames seemed to have seen a natural enemy, and they all shrank back with a "swish".
The battlefield in his mind also came to an end...the soul flame completely defeated the sword shadow and burned a flame mark in the sword shadow.
This soul flame was fused by Yin Dong and marked the flame on Dao Ying, which is equivalent to Yin Dong leaving a spiritual mark.
Before Yin Dong could react, he established contact with the red sword.
The next second, Yin Dong exited that strange space. In front of him, the group of headless horsemen appeared again, and he held the ancient sword in his hand.
"The name of the sword is the Dragon-Slaying Sword, the divine weapon (incomplete)..."
A piece of information flashed through Yin Dong's mind, but he could not capture it completely. It was like a piece of spiritual light that disappeared and could no longer be captured.
After feeling a little regretful, Yin Dong felt ecstatic again.
He could feel that this Dragon-Slaying Sword was no less powerful than the Black Sword, but the spirit of the weapon was silent, with only a trace of residual thoughts, unable to exert the full power of the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
It is also because of the silence of the weapon spirit that his soul flame can refine the sword shadow formed by the weapon spirit's residual thoughts, mark it with a flame mark, and let the dragon-slaying sword recognize its owner.
Of course, this recognition of the owner is a bit reluctant, and it can only allow him to initially control the Dragon-Slaying Sword. Once the weapon spirit of the Dragon-Slaying Sword is revived, something may happen.
Yin Dong's connection with the Dragon-Slaying Sword also made him aware that the aura of the Dragon-Slaying Sword remained on the headless necks of the headless horsemen!
In other words, these headless horsemen were all decapitated by the Dragon-Slaying Sword!
"The name of the sword is Dragon Slayer. So, as a dragon user, do I feel a strong sense of crisis when I see the Dragon Slayer Sword?"
Chapter completed!