Chapter 2574: Blood of Xuanyin

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"Master, refine it first!"
Ding Ling saw it and reminded Ye Lingyue.
Ye Lingyue no longer hesitated, and put the arduous mahogany sword into the dry tripod.
When the mahogany sword was shaped like a dragon, it made a strange noise.
The voice is dry, like an old man.
"The shameless protoss, dare to use the heavens to deal with the deity! Have the ability to let the deity go out, the deity must fight with you for three hundred rounds!"
"Oh, I really don't have that skill, old guy, you are still refining."
Ye Lingyue will not be fooled.
There is only one copy of the fighting star, and this ancient sword is also very embarrassing. Once on, it may not be fooled for the second time.
In the dry Ding, the black and white continually tumbling, the whole tripod is like a cloud.
The ancient sword is in the Ding Ding, still not dying, constantly lingering, wanting to escape.
Nai Ding is firmly in the hands of Ye Lingyue, and there is nowhere to escape.
Refining and refining for half an hour, Ye Lingyue even used a lot of gray fire, dry Dingli, the ancient sword respect is still screaming.
It seems to have also discovered that Ye Lingyue can't refine it, and the screaming is more and more arrogant.
"Oh, the deity still thinks that you have more than nothing. It turns out that it is an inferior apprentice who has not yet gathered up a real trip. It is up to you to refine the deity for a hundred years."
"Ding Ling? What is this about?"
Ye Lingyue has not encountered the material that can't be refining, but the other side is just a broken wooden sword. It is even more difficult to refine the ore than the Nirvana.
"Master, Gu Jianzun is the existence of the super-artifact level. This level of artifact must be real and refining."
Ding Ling said something guilty.
Super artifacts refer to the existence of a higher level than advanced artifacts.
Ye Lingyue, such a small square fairy, really can't be directly refining.
"However, the master can try to refine and refine with blood. You have the shadow of Xuanyin in your body, the blood of Xuanyin, you can purify the seal of treacherous things."
Ding Ling reminded.
As soon as I heard that Ye Lingyue had the shadow of Xuanyin, Ding, the old sword that had been screaming for a long time was shocked, but it immediately snorted.
"Oh, less bragging, you think that ordinary blood of Xuanyin can purify the deity."
Gu Jianzun can not believe that the blood of Xuanyin of Ye Lingyue is pure, and the gods have not seen the pure blood of Xuanyin for many years. The blood of ordinary Xuanyin has absorbed countless boys and girls for it. For the old monster of blood, it doesn't work at all.
"If you don't care, try it."
Ye Lingyue immediately lost the mainland, and the Yuanshen returned to his own body.
Look at Lu Yinshuang on the side, the whole body is stiff and his face is pale.
Look at that, nine out of ten and Ye Lingyue last time, lying on the bed for ten days and a half.
Ye Lingyue took up Lu Yinshuang and returned to his residence.
After the placement of Lu Yinshuang, Ye Lingyue became aware of the move and entered Hongmengtian.
As soon as she entered Hong Mengtian, she touched Yin Hong at her fingertips and shot into Gan Ding.
When the breath of the blood spread, Ding, Gu Jianzun jumped.
It is bloodthirsty and tastes how much blood it tastes.
This drop of blood, that is to the yin to pure Xuan Yin blood.
Gu Jianzun wants to regret this time, it is too late.
As soon as the blood fell into the dry ding, the black and white rapture changed rapidly and turned into a fog.
The fog, claws and claws, and rushed toward the ancient sword.
Gu Jianzun issued a painful 呻吟, a large amount of black blood was dripping on the sword, like a bone-cutting bone, and the blade trembled constantly.
Along with the more and more black blood on the ancient sword, the soul of the sword has been drilled from the body of the ancient sword.
Among those souls, there are innocent children, and there are also gods and gods who will die under the ancient swords.
Their souls were finally thoroughly purified in the Ding.
After a few hours, the movements in Gan Dingli gradually subsided.
"Master, Gu Jianzun has been purified, you can try to control the ancient swords. In addition, in the process of purification, because of the excessive amount of dead souls, the jade willow in Hongmeng Tian also has a third root. Willow branches."
Ding Ling’s voice reveals a bit of weakness.
Ye Lingyue was a little surprised. She looked again. The Jiuzhong Yujing Liu on the side of the road really took out another branch.
How many creatures did the ancient swordsman kill in the end?
Ye Lingyue’s emotions, the slightest movement of the gods, only heard the sound of
嗡
, a pink Jianguang, flying out from the dry Ding.
It is an extremely beautiful sword. Its color is no longer the appearance of the vermilion mahogany sword that Ye Lingyue saw earlier. After being purified by Ye Lingyue's Xuanyin blood, the blade is pink.
Just like the color of the peach blossom in March, the sword is not half-arm length, it is very small, and it is most suitable for women.
"Ancient sword respect?"
Ye Lingyue asked softly.
"The old slave is here."
But seeing Jianguang flash, a white-haired old man appeared on the sword.
The white-haired old man had white hair and white whiskers, but his thumb was the size of a peach-colored gentleman's gown.
Ye Lingyue is dumb, this is the body of Gu Jianzun?
"The old slave is the ancient sword, thank you for your master."
In the voice of Gu Jianzun, there is no such thing as the early flight.
Ye Lingyue's drop of Xuanyin blood combined with Gan Ding, surpassed countless dead souls on it, letting its suffocating all disappear. At this time, Gu Jianzun looks like a little old man with a singer.
The ancient sword is in the Shura sword, although it is also a tyrant, but in fact, it does not like to be imprisoned in the Shura sword.
At that time, it was forced by the Divine Legion and suppressed by the veterans of Fang Xianmeng and forced to stay in the lost continent.
Every night, he has to face the challenges of countless apprentices, the days are too boring, and the grievances in the body are increasing.
Ye Lingyue surrendered this time, although it was based on the arrogance, but at least let the ancient swordsmen get rid of the luck that has been trapped in the Shura sword.
After obtaining the ancient sword, it means that Ye Lingyue controlled the entire Shura sword.
Only when Ye Lingyue and Gu Jianzun communicated, Ye Lingyue discovered that in addition to the magical skills of the soul-locked, Gu Jianzun does not have the same memory as the Shura Chronicle.
As for why there is such a fabrication in the Shura Chronicle, Gu Jianzun’s explanation is that this is not to hope that someone can come to save him at an early date and take him out of Shura’s sword.
Ye Lingyue turned his eyes weakly.
However, it is not all good to have passed through the Shura sword. At least she won the third god, and Jiuzhong Yujing also gave birth to the second and third willow branches, not to mention that she is still in Shura. I have received countless swords, no, after purification, they should be called sword spirit.