Traversing the daily life from the Super Seminary

"Huh, so role-playing is so interesting!" Xu Yi let out a long breath, muttered to himself, and laughed out loud.

At this moment, on his face, there is the arrogance of a half-champion, as well as the kind of "obscene" and dirty eyes that show his appearance from time to time.

"Hey, it's a pity, this role-playing will kill people." Xu Yi sighed, his face was melancholy!

Thinking that it won't be long before the protagonist, Hong Yi, will come to his door and destroy the robbed Champion Hou.

Xu Yi's heart was filled with bitterness. This evil system gave him such a mission to make people die!

This is also the real reason why Xu Yi plays the champion Hou unscrupulously, so realistically, like his true self.

He's going to be found by the protagonist to kill him, that's not crazy, it's really a waste of time to come to this world!

"But since this is the ending, I have to fight for the fate of the champion. I can't sit and wait for death." Xu Yi thought.

It is undeniable that his nature is indeed a little afraid of death!At the beginning of the Super Seminary, I avoided it as much as I could, and only went out to wander around after I had the strength to protect myself!

But who in this world is not afraid of death?I hate myself for living for a long time, basically I live as long as I can!

There's nothing shameful about being afraid of death, it's just an acknowledgment of one's own nature.

"Although he obtained the cultivation of Champion Hou, Hong Yi snatched all the magic weapons that originally belonged to Champion Hou.

Especially the boat of good fortune, which is comparable to the king of artifacts, and the temples of the eternal kingdom, it is simply a bug!

Based on this treasure, the protagonist Hong Yi can now compete with the masters who have gone through seven or eight thunder calamities. If Hong Yi's cultivation base further breaks through to the level of the creator of the seven thunder calamities, he is afraid that his strength will be close to that of the nine thunder tribulation masters! "Xu Yi thought.

"No, I have to hurry up to forge a weapon that can rival the three great artifacts, otherwise I will definitely die in a future battle."

Xu Yi pondered, and released the ancient dragon soul that was suppressed by the profound meaning of the clock of the universe in his mind and soul thought space.

"You can't kill me. I was created by the spiritual power of Daqian dragon veins. I am a spiritual creature of heaven and earth. If you kill me, you will be punished by heaven!" The golden dragon soul roared, eyes full of terror.

"This Marquis will not kill you, but just erase your sanity." Xu Yi said calmly, the majestic power of the soul bound the dragon soul tightly!

"Don't erase my spiritual wisdom. I have listened to Buddhist scriptures for thousands of years under the Great Zen Temple in Zhongzhou, and I am familiar with all kinds of martial arts classics in the Great Zen Temple back then. I can tell you all of them." The ancient dragon soul hurriedly begged for mercy!

"Extracting your memory will naturally get those martial arts classics. You should obediently become the sword spirit of my Excalibur!" Xu Yi said calmly, without mercy.

At the same time, a handful of black lumps about six feet long and two feet wide appeared in his hand!

This is the Ancestral Sword, the divine sword ranked number one among the ancient ten fierce swords, a peerless fierce sword that can slaughter gods and Buddhas at the top, and all living beings at the bottom.

The clock of Zhou Ji suppressed the dragon soul's spiritual thoughts, and Xu Yi used the power of the primordial spirit to erase his spiritual wisdom.

And all the memories of the dragon soul were drawn out, and it was refined into a dragon ball the size of a human eye, which recorded the memory of the dragon soul that had lived for 3000 years.

Chapter 174 Unsealing the Ancestor Sword II

"This ancestor sword is the first among the ten fierce swords in ancient times. It is the sword of Chi You, the number one soldier god. The power of its divine sword can slaughter immortal gods. Unfortunately, without the sword spirit, its power is greatly reduced!"

Xu Yi held the Ancestral Sword in his hand and measured it carefully, showing a hint of disappointment.But then his complexion changed, and he said harshly, "Since there is no sword spirit, I will make one!"

But now that ancient dragon soul had been erased by Xu Yi, leaving only the pure power of the dragon soul, which turned into a small dragon and entrenched in front of Xu Yi.

"Refining!" Xu Yi used the method of refining the weapon in "Absolute Beginning Sword Art", the power of the primordial spirit wrapped the dragon soul and injected it into the body of the ancestor's sword.

"With my sword heart, inject my heart and blood. Water the dragon soul and turn it into a sword spirit!"

Drops of bright red blood slid down Xu Yi's arm onto the jet-black iron-like sword body, and slowly flowed across the entire sword body.

It is also like a red bug crawling forward and winding.Finally, it covered the entire sword body, as well as the secret pattern groove hidden in the sword body.

"Inject the dragon soul, transform the sword spirit!" Xu Yi used the method of blood refinement in the "Absolute Beginning Sword Art" to integrate a wisp of his primordial power into this soulless dragon soul, and dominate the integration of the dragon soul into it. The body of the ancestor sword.

"Keng!"

A resounding sword cry sounded, as if piercing through the long river of time, it came from the ancient battlefield of the ancient prehistoric.

The sound of the ancestor sword's cry is simple and vicissitudes!Like the sigh of a god, it makes people tremble when they hear it.

When the dragon soul is completely injected into the sword body, turning into a newborn sword spirit.

At that moment, the ancestor's sword shone brightly, and a sword intent that seemed to destroy the heavens and destroy the earth, and slaughtered the common people burst out violently, piercing the sky!

Among them, there is a maddening thought in the sword intent, wanting to kill people.

That is the devil, the idea of ​​the devil!The idea of ​​killing comes from the ancient great witch, Chi You, the god of war!

"What's going on?" Xu Yi held the Ancestral Sword in his hand, feeling the hidden power of this divine sword gradually recovering!

But then an inexplicable irritability came up!That kind of weird thought made him want to kill, made him yearn for blood, and all kinds of negative desires and emotions were infinitely magnified!

At the same time, the golden light on the sword body disappeared, and the shape of the ancestor sword completely changed, no longer the shabby appearance of the black bump!

Its sword body is silver-white in color, and there may be a red blood groove in the middle, as if it can't wait to drink fresh blood.

The top blade of the sword is sharp, and its cold aura is enough to tear apart the world in front of you. A picture in the shape of a black dragon is revealed at the end of the hilt, and the black dragon is roaring towards the sky!

Xu Yi held the Ancestral Sword tightly, his body trembling.At this moment, he really wanted to let go, but he couldn't let go. The violent and killing emotions had already filled his body and mind!

The newly born Ancestral Sword was screaming and vibrating, as if cheering for rebirth!Wisps of bright red mixed with dark aura melted into Xu Yi's body along Xu Yi's arm!

This is evil spirit!Originated from the evil spirit of the most fierce sword in ancient times!Killed millions of people, and sacrificed the power of resentment generated by countless innocent souls!

The evil spirit of the ancestor sword has never disappeared, it just merged into the marrow of the sword body with the fall of the sword spirit.

And now the sword spirit is alive!The evil spirit revived, and the wisps of red evil spirit were violently rushing into Xu Yi's consciousness, making him go berserk, turning him into a machine that only knew how to kill!

Fortunately, Xu Yi's cultivation level is not what it used to be. If he was still the same as the ancient sword, he would be overwhelmed and become a slave to the fierce sword if he held the ancestor sword for less than a second!

"Kill...kill, I want to kill..." Xu Yi's eyes were already red, and his mouth no longer listened to him and started talking nonsense, but there was still a trace of clarity in his heart that would not be swallowed by his evil spirit.

In the sea of ​​spirit and soul, Xu Yi's thoughts had already been flushed blood red by this evil spirit!But Xu Yi still insisted, he was desperate!Just to get rid of the fate of champion Hou!If you make it through, it will turn calamity into good fortune!

Consciousness began to be hazy, confused!In a daze, Xu Yi seemed to be hallucinating, and his consciousness drifted to nowhere.

This is a desolate land, somewhat similar to the Hundred Thousand Li Wilderness in the perfect world!

"Heavenly Emperor Fuxi! You hypocritical and shameless god! I, Chiyou, am the king of the world, don't want to enslave our human race. Today I will use the first sword born between the heavens and the earth to cut off the ancestors and slaughter the gods!"

It was a giant about two feet tall, his eyes were staring like big lanterns, and red flames were shining.

His muscles are like horned dragons, his skin is dark, his black hair is disheveled, and he is frantic in the wind. "chi luo" held the first half of his life, with a python dragon skin tied around his waist, he raised his ancestor sword and slashed towards the sky!

"boom!"

This battle was shattered, the sky was dark, the sea was dry up, thousands of souls were swimming in their battlefield, howling and crying!