Ninth-level fairy

But this time, unlike all the previous times when the Black Spirit possessed him, this power was more refined, as if there was an unparalleled strong man who helped him refine and filter the pure spirit, which was constantly seeping into his skin.

This power is even more powerful than Mo Ling's original power.

This is soul power, the power of the living soul that a powerful swordsman transforms into after his death.

Du Fang's heart suddenly began to beat violently with excitement, almost pounding out of his throat. This power was similar to the soul power he had refined after using Chengying to drain a person's essence, blood, and soul for the first time.

And this power is far more terrifying than the previous one.

At this moment, in his hand, Chengying's sword body began to transform after being soaked in his blood. The blood expelled the black moisture, and the entire black sword body completely turned into an almost transparent dark green color, like stone but not stone, like jade but not jade, and it was not made of pure steel.

Looking at such a magical scene, the mermaid exclaimed:

"I finally guessed it right. It is indeed the blood of the immortal spirit. I said that Lord Baihuang is a genius with a sharp mind. He will definitely not put you in danger!"

"So this is the insurance she bought for you!"

But at this time, Du Fang could no longer hear what he said.

A strong murderous intent filled his entire mind. The power that surged through his soul was far more terrifying than the previous Mo Ling.

All the blood and essence in his body were absorbed by Chengying and continuously flowed towards the sword spine.

In the eyes of the people around, their expressions suddenly changed at the same time.

They saw that Du Fang's body began to turn white, and all the blood in his body was drained, like a soul body. What was even more strange was that

A small human face appeared on Chengying's sword.

The face was as gentle as jade, and he nodded at Du Fang with a smile.

On the sword, the white spirit slowly swam towards Du Fang along with the sword.

After the two white bodies merged together, Du Fang's entire body suddenly burst out with a brilliant white light. The white light shot out from his eyebrows and went straight into the sky. This magical scene lasted for several breaths.

Gradually, the white light dissipated, and Du Fang's body returned to its previous normal appearance.

But this time, the shadow of the black sword had completely turned into a light, translucent dark green color.

No one knows what happened.

"It is indeed the Sword of Creation!"

Du Yi said softly, not only him, but also Corpse Dust and Crow had a hint of burning madness in their eyes.

This is a true artifact.

There are only eight divine weapons of creation in the Nine Continents, and they are the divine objects that all sword practitioners in the world hope to obtain.

They saw with their own eyes that the sword turned from black to blue. This kind of artifact was a living spiritual object. If it was a dead weapon, there would definitely be no such phenomenon.

The three of them stared at the sword with passion and greed, almost forgetting Du Fang.

Du Fang opened his eyes and a look of confusion appeared on his face, while the mermaid next to him was staring at his face with joy.

"I...what's wrong with me?"

"You're good, kid. Use your sword to cut this blue ice!"

The mermaid's face suddenly became radiant again. Hope is the most beautiful thing in the world. With hope, he seemed to come alive.

Du Fang waved his hand lightly, and then swung his sword onto the blue ice. To his surprise, the previously hard three-meter ice layer could not be cut through even by the petals in the mermaid's hand.

At this moment, with just a slight wave of his hand, there was a sudden "cracking" sound, and it retreated to both sides, and a huge gap appeared.

"Let's go and visit my Crystal Palace!"

The mermaid slowly stood up, pulled Du Fang, and was about to jump into the crack.

The corpse dust and crow behind him shouted at the same time:

"stop!"

"What's wrong?" Du Fang turned around coldly and stared at the two figures.

The crow said grimly, "Do you think you can escape from my clutches by cutting through the ice? Hehe, you're too naive!"

"Leave the sword behind. I won't make things difficult for you today!"

Du Yi seemed to have sensed something and his tone softened.

Du Fang glanced at Shi Chen and asked, "Do you also want me to leave the sword behind?"

"Not bad!"

Shi Chen took a step forward and stood in front of the two of them.

Looking at the figures of the three people, Du Fang knew that any further words would be nonsense. There was no point in arguing with them. He stuck Chengying on the ice and put his hands behind his back.

"The sword is right here, why don't you come and get it?"

Corpse Dust suddenly stepped forward, and without hesitation, his hand transformed into a giant hand, reaching for the hilt of the sword stuck in the ice. At this moment, Du Yi seemed to sense something was wrong and immediately screamed:

"Brother, stand back!"

However, it was too late. As the bony hand just touched the hilt of the sword, Chengying suddenly became alive and the sword blade bounced up.

The tip of the sword pierced into the giant bony hand.

A surprising and shocking scene began to happen.

After the tip of the Chengying sword pierced into the bony hand, it was like an activated ancient creature, instantly turning the entire arm and body of the corpse into a transparent color.

The internal organs, inner walls, and ribs all turned into the same transparent color as the sword.

Then--

The entire huge body instantly vaporized, and the sword body was like a poisonous snake, taking a deep breath and swallowing the vaporized corpse into the sword belly.

The place where Shi Chen had just stood seemed as if it had never appeared.

A green-clothed zombie, almost three meters tall, simply rested its body on the hilt of the magic sword and was completely sucked into the three-foot green blade.

Not even a drop of blood or a soul bone was left.

The people present fell silent instantly as they watched this unprecedented scene.

This horrific scene and this horrific way of killing had never been seen before, and had never even been recorded in ancient books.

Even the mermaid seemed stunned. Is this the true divine weapon of creation? The Ninth Realm expert didn't even have the strength to resist. His entire body was instantly transformed into gas and absorbed.

"brother!"

The crow's eyes suddenly turned blood red. He stared at Du Fang fiercely and said, "You killed my brother!"

"It's his own fault!" Du Fang said calmly.

Under everyone's eyes, he lightly tapped the sword, and Chengying flew into the bag on his back with a whoosh like a well-trained pet.

At this moment, the sword seemed to be his third arm.

He didn't know the reason, but that familiar feeling was like this magical weapon. A master had broken the restrictions on the sword, and his own blood was the blood guide to awaken the soul in the sword.

Du Fang glanced at the mermaid. He didn't know why this old fishman knew the magical uses of his blood.

But I am ignorant.

The moment their eyes met, the mermaid seemed to understand what he wanted to ask, then looked at Du Yi and Crow behind him and whispered:

"After we take care of them, return to my merman clan's territory, and I'll tell you everything!"