Engrave the inscription.
All the warriors in Haotian City thought that the inscriptions Lin Yang mastered were only at the yellow level, but how could they imagine that the inscriptions Lin Yang prepared on the Slaughter Sword were all the highest-level Xuan-level inscriptions.
These inscription spices are all configured with holy materials. The powerful profound inscriptions from the fire emperor’s inheritance were all painted on the surface of the Slaughter Sword in just half a day. Take a step up.
Now I can hardly imagine how strong this holy sword will be.
Whether it is the preparation of materials or every step in the refining process, Lin Yang can now reach the extreme.
Each link is 20% stronger. Now that the layers are superimposed, this sword will definitely far surpass the level of ordinary holy soldiers, strong enough to guard against the sky, and strong to pervert.
call…
Ten days passed.
Lin Yang finally took a sigh of relief, casting a sword, and came to the final and most critical step.
This step is the essence of the Saint Soldier surpassing the Emperor Dao Xuan Soldier.
In this step, it is very likely that Lin Yang's holy sword will soar into the sky, completely surpassing ordinary holy soldiers, and it is also possible that all the previous efforts will be abandoned and only a peak emperor's profound soldier will be produced.
This step is called [Qing Ling]!
Qi Ling, as the name suggests, is the soldier spirit that opens the Holy Soldier.
At the beginning, the uncontrollable mutation of the Slaughter Immortal Sword was because the sword had absorbed too much hostility during the years of slaughter and awakened a Slaughter Sword Spirit on its own, which was later eliminated by Lin Yang and Mingxin.
Now, Lin Yang is going to use his will to unlock the sword spirit for the new sacred soldier. This sword spirit is the ultimate extract of the essence of Lin Yang's own martial arts, and is an energy spirit body that is completely controlled by Lin Yang.
As long as the Holy Spirit is successfully turned on, everything is done.
Lin Yang, quietly looking at the sword that has been basically formed in front of him, the two-foot-eight-cent sword body, the turquoise sharpness, the simple and vigorous hilt, everything is like the most perfect work of art in the world, only The last omission was a circular groove in the middle of the hilt.
He slowly took out the Slaughter Fairy Bead, the dark red round bead that was originally on the Slaughter Fairy Sword.
At first, Mingxin joked that Lin Yang used a saint soldier for the broken Immortal Slaughter Sword to have suffered a big loss, but only Lin Yang knew that the greatest value of the entire Immortal Slaughter Sword was in this Immortal Slaughter Bead!
This is a treasure with this strange and mysterious ability. Even Lin Yang can't rank him. Based on the fact that it can breed and kill the Holy Spirit on its own, the power of this bead is far beyond the elementary level, and even Intermediate holy material.
Therefore, all of Lin Yang's previous preparations were to serve this slaying fairy bead, and now it was the time to integrate it into the sword body and activate the Holy Spirit.
Lin Yang slowly put the Slaughter Fairy Pearl into the groove of the sword hilt.
A magical thing happened.
I saw that this fairy bead seemed to be automatically conscious, and when it touched the sword body, it stretched out many small dark red tentacles, tightly fusing it with the hilt.
Afterwards, I saw a dark red blood glow like a slow stream, continuously spreading from the hilt to the entire sword body, and constantly splitting fine forks, and finally like a twisted tree root, turning the entire sword The body was entangled.
"It's at this moment! Mingxin, help me protect the law!"
"it is good!"
Lin Yang has been silently feeling the fusion of the Slaughter Immortal Bead and the sword body. At the critical moment, he uttered a low drink, and then the soul flew out of the body fiercely and directly plunged into the Slaughter Immortal Bead.
The sight went black and bright, Lin Yang suddenly came to a new vast space.
The surrounding area was dark red, filled with a faint bloody atmosphere, this was the cave world of Slaughter the Immortal Bead itself, and it was also the ultimate space for Lin Yang to incubate the spirit of the instrument.
Lin Yang is no stranger to this place. Once he almost died in this space, but now, he wants to completely control this space and create a master who controls it.
Huh.
He thought, and suddenly a sword of thought power was held in his hand.
Rushing.
He no longer hesitated, but began to practice his Lin Yang's kendo in this space.
Lin Yang's sword began with the earliest style [Feng Wu Huang Li]. It was a powerful sword technique from a woman named'Feng Wu'. Until now, Lin Yang felt that this sword was so broad and profound that it was difficult to fully comprehend it.
Later, his sword learned from the three killer moves of the old man at the same time, one sword is in the air, a hundred swords are without a trace, and ten thousand swords return to the original. It is Lin Yang's stepping stone to enter the room and understand the true meaning of kendo.
Later, he learned about the strengths of thousands of families, studied the top mysterious swordsmanship of Qinglingyu, and created his own two-style swordsmanship.
One type of epee, outstripping the mountains and the world.
A love sword, turning hundreds of steelmaking into softness.
Lin Yang started from the beginning in this slaying fairy bead, slowly unfolding his kendo journey like a scroll, stretching and practicing to his heart's content.
No one can describe Lin Yangjian's arbitrarily and leisurely moves at this moment. It is sometimes beautiful like a dance, sometimes so fierce as to frighten nine days, sometimes light like the wind, sometimes heavy like thunder.
Gradually, this space seemed to respond to Lin Yang.
The dark red energy around it actually condensed into a figure exactly the same as Lin Yang, holding a long sword in his hand, and began to swing synchronously in accordance with Lin Yang's swordsmanship.
Huh.
The sword is like lightning, and the sword is like lightning.
Sword light in the sky slashed the world.
The red figure made rapid progress, and in just a few breaths, Lin Yang's swordsmanship had been practiced to perfection, but no one had expected that in the next instant, that figure was actually straightening the long sword in his hand. Stabbed straight at Lin Yang.
Boom!
This sword was extremely heavy and as heavy as a mountain. Lin Yang suddenly felt that the entire space seemed to be condensed on this sword. It was not the thin blade, but the entire world.
"Good job!!"
Facing the attack of the red figure, he seemed to be prepared for a long time, but he gave a long roar and swung his sword in response:
"I know you are unwilling to be controlled by me, but Lin Yang will let you know that I am definitely your master worthy of following. Watch me break you!"
Lin Yang faced his terrifying heavy sword, as if turning his figure into a breeze, greeted him.
No matter how heavy the mountain is, the wind cannot be suppressed.
No matter how deep the sword was, it couldn't cut off the tenderness in his heart.
Lin Yang’s sword of love has been refined with thousands of hammers and blended into the world with a variety of emotions. It implies happiness, anger and sadness. When it collides with the heavy sword, it melts everything like a stream of clear water, completely enveloping the terrifying sword intent. Hold it up.
Ding!
Two swords collide.
However, the red shadow was beyond imagination.
He reacted the moment he felt his sword style was restrained, the long sword in his hand suddenly twisted, and he also swung a strange sword of love that was comparable to Lin Yang.
The two equally exquisite soft sword intents uttered a crisp sound of communication in the air, like two flying butterflies flying, very graceful, but full of murderous intent everywhere.
Cleave, thorn, tease, sweep.
Cut, hang, collapse, point.
In just a few breaths, the two played more than a hundred moves in the air, and there was no victory or defeat at all.
All of Lin Yang's kendo cultivation was integrated into this newly born sword spirit. If he wanted to defeat the opponent, he had to defeat himself.
But this is easier said than done.
Lin Yang's battle was like looking in a mirror.
No matter what kind of ultimate move he used, the other party knew everything well, and the other party could deal with all the changes.
This fight lasted for a whole day and night.
Ding! !
I don't know how many times this loud sound has sounded in the Slaughter Immortal Space.
Lin Yang and the red figure flew backwards.
After landing, Lin Yang was already bloodied and embarrassed, but the long sword in his hand was still firmly pointed at the opponent a hundred meters away.
If I change someone else, I'm afraid I'm already tired and become a dog at this moment.
The most difficult thing in the world is to defeat oneself. This is true. The battle that day and night in the past, Lin Yang felt even harder than the battle with Yasheng in the battlefield that day.
However, Lin Yang is Lin Yang after all.
His shining eyes at the moment were not half dim, and there was even a faintly excited light shining from it, wanting to dominate everything.
opposite.
The red sword spirit didn't get tired, and once again swung his sword towards Lin Yang.
But Lin Yang showed a very happy and contented smile at this moment.
His hand, when facing the most powerful opponent, gently released the long sword in his hand.
Huh! !
An indescribable magnificent flame illuminates the whole world instantly.
…
Outside.
The little demon girl clearly guarded Lin Yang's frowning flesh, for a full day and night, she couldn't help it.
"What happened to that guy..."
She bit her lip gently, and wanted to rush directly into the Slaughter Immortal Bead, but just when she thought about it, the Slaughter Immortal Sword in front of Lin Yang burst out with an indescribable terrifying fire.
what! !
Mingxin itself is a fire spirit, and now he has reached the realm of a sub-sage of unity, but at this moment, he is still screamed by the surging sword intent in front of him that combines the flame psychic energy and the terrifying edge.
She seemed to feel that her body was wrapped in the flame sword in an instant, and the clothes outside were all dusted, and the hot flames stroked every inch of her skin.
hot.
The endless heat made her a bit difficult as a fire spirit.
profit.
The sharp edge seemed to cut every inch of her skin into pieces.
What a terrible kind of sword intent, just the aftermath that emanates, has already made Mingxin feel extremely scared, if it is really that sword, I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to resist it! !
too terrifying!
This sword light is terrible!
Mingxin was frightened for the first time, only then lightly patted her plump chest, and then looked at the Slaughter Immortal Sword that had slowly recovered its calm.
A bright red psychic energy replaced the original dark red energy of Slaughter Immortal, and appeared on the surface of the wooden sword body.
The pure and surging flame sword intent still inherits the mysterious power of the original Saint Soldier of Slaughter the Immortal Bead. It can continue to kill opponents to strengthen the sword, but it will no longer be like Slaughter the Immortal. An evil sword.
What's more powerful is that due to the addition of the blood crystal of Tianlei, the flame sword light of this holy sword has the power to shock the opponent's soul. Launching in battle is an absolute killer move that is surprisingly winning! !
The billowing red light, like a dragon going out to sea, like a dancing phoenix, arbitrarily flooded the entire workshop. If Lin Yang hadn’t laid out the formation in advance, I’m afraid this monstrous vision would illuminate the entire Haotian City. Sky.
This is a vision that a true saint soldier would have when he was born, and even this vision far surpassed the level of an ordinary saint soldier, and no one could predict how strong this sword would be.
Lin Yang's upright figure slowly stood up in a red glow, like a returning king, with a confident and satisfied smile on his face:
"Sorry, Mingxin, it seems that you can't beat me again from today..."