Chapter 394: Psychic Treasure

It was too late to dodge, so Feng Hao could only close his eyes and wait for death.

"Whoosh!"

The area around his heart felt a slight itch. Feng Hao felt that there seemed to be something more inside his body. When he looked inside, he discovered that it was called ' The long sword of the God-Slaying Sword is hanging on the vortex of Wuyuan in his body. During the slight shaking, wisps of Wuyuan are swallowed up by it. Then, the whole body of the God-Slaying Sword shines brightly, and it becomes a piece again. brightly lit.

"What's going on?"

Feng Hao was shocked by the serious loss of martial energy in his body. He quickly took out two pieces of martial arts and started refining them to fill the body. consumption.

The devouring is still continuing, and the God-killing Sword shows no intention of stopping.

An hour and a half later, Feng Hao had refined dozens of martial crystals in total. Finally, God Killer Jian stopped its efforts to devour, as if it was full.

"Hoo!..."

Feng Hao exhaled a long breath, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his cheeks, and then put away the Wu Jing in his hand with lingering fear. got up.

The God-Slaying Sword devoured it too fast. In the end, it was directly absorbing the energy in the martial crystal. Otherwise, since it was the derivation of the earth-level secret skill, the refining speed would not be that fast. quick.

However, thinking about what happened just now, Feng Hao couldn't help but feel a little scared.

If you weren’t rich, why wouldn’t you be sucking adults?

"What the hell is it?"

Looking at the long sword suspended above Wu Yuan's whirlpool, Feng Hao couldn't help but be confused.

Even ‘Wufeng’, a top-grade spiritual weapon, is not so weird. I can’t pull it out, but now it goes directly into my body and swallows it. What is this?

"Shua!"

With a thought, this god-killing sword appeared in Feng Hao's hand.

Blood connection, this blood connection is different from the feeling of 'Wufeng'. At this time, Feng Hao felt that this God-killing sword was like a part of his body, a stick sticking out of his body. The bones are average.

"Chi!"

Turning around, Feng Hao waved the God-killing Sword towards the nearby rock wall, and a harsh sound broke through the air. Crisp and cold, the cold air flashed, and the God-killing Sword was like cutting tofu, directly cutting into the rock wall that had experienced thousands of years of thunder attribute tempering, without a trace of pause, directly drawing a semi-circular arc.

"His!..."

Feng Hao took a breath of cold air, secretly smacking his tongue in his heart, "Good guy, this level is probably more than the best spiritual weapon 'Wufeng', right?"

　"Buzz!..."
< br />Seemingly understanding Feng Hao’s thoughts, the God-killing Sword trembled slightly and hummed, seeming to express his dissatisfaction to Feng Hao.

　“Uh!...”

Feeling the protest from the long sword in his hand, Feng Hao immediately froze. Looking at the God-killing Sword in his hand, he felt for a long time He couldn't come back to his senses either.

It’s so weird!

Could this weapon be psychic? Can you actually understand the meaning expressed in your heart?

"Buzz!..."

As if he was very proud of Feng Hao's surprise, the God-killing Sword shook again and let out a proud buzz.

"Wait a minute, are you proud?"

Feng Hao was stunned, and he felt that he actually understood the meaning of the buzzing sound among the gods.

Nima, what kind of trouble is this?

I actually understand the meaning of a weapon, and this weapon actually has its own emotions?

The strange feeling made Feng Hao feel a little chilly. He let go and threw the God-killing Room away.

　"Whoosh!"

When it landed on the ground, the God-killing Sword sank directly into the ground, leaving only the hilt outside.

The sharpness is extremely terrifying.

"Buzz!..."

With a buzzing sound, the God-killing Sword naturally levitated into the sky, and rushed directly into Feng Hao's body with lightning speed.

"What the hell is it?"

Looking at the God-killing sword suspended in the Wuyuan vortex, Feng Hao still felt a little panicked.

“The God-Killing Sword is a treasure!”

No. 13, who was standing aside, gave him an explanation.

"Treasure weapon?"

Feng Hao was stunned, and then asked, "What is the treasure weapon?"

"The treasure weapon is Tong The spiritual weapon!"

Dry words came out of No. 13's mouth, but his expression did not change much.

"Psychic weapon?"

Feng Hao was shocked, and then he thought that just now, the God-killing Sword actually understood what he meant, and he also Understand the emotion it expresses.

Isn’t this just channeling?

"Weapons can actually channel spirits?"

Feng Hao still couldn't believe it. Within the scope of his understanding, the best spiritual weapons were already the limit of the world, and now, starting from No. 13 But something like a treasure that can channel spirits came out of his mouth.

“You know so much.”

Glancing at the indifferent No. 13, Feng Hao said quietly.

I don’t know as much as a puppet.

No. 13 did not reply, but stood there coldly, motionless, which made Feng Hao a little embarrassed.

Isn’t this a piece of wood?

By the way, it’s really just a puppet, slightly better than wood.

"It's time to go out."

After exhaling, Feng Hao did not put away the shell of the Thunder Turtle.

He understands that the reason why the thunder field exists is because of the crystal core in the thunder turtle shell, right? If it is put away, the thunder field will be gone, and the role of the black tower will no longer exist.

It seems to be of no use anyway, so it’s better to stay here. Although I don’t know how long this crystal core that is constantly emitting energy can last, but it should last for thousands of years at least. ? At that time, the Xilan Kingdom should be able to gain a foothold even without relying on the Black Tower.

　“Whoosh!”

Under the leadership of No. 13, he jumped out of the sinkhole in the blink of an eye.

After leaving the sinkhole, Feng Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The arc below put too much pressure on him. Being down there, his heart felt as heavy as a huge boulder.

“Let’s go.”

Although he didn’t know how long he had been in this thunder field, Feng Hao felt that at least a few days had passed, right?

Moreover, he was still a little worried whether the Wu family would send someone to trick him.

"Hmph! If you dare to come, then don't blame me for being rude."

Looking at No. 13 following behind him, Feng Hao raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth radian.

With No. 13 here, even if the Wu family is defeated, there won’t be any big problem.

"It seems like we should demonstrate."

With the hidden danger of the Wu family, Feng Hao is always uneasy. He doesn't like trouble, so he usually The best way to nip trouble in the cradle is to cut off the source and kill the Wu family!

Thinking about it, Feng Hao was looking forward to it. If the Wu family dared to come, it would just give him an excuse to take action.

After walking out of the iron gate, he closed it and locked the chain. After doing all this, he walked outside.

"Comed out?"

Seeing the young man coming out, Jianmu's heart was shocked.

Eight days, eight whole days! He actually stayed in the thunder field for eight days!

"Yeah."

Seeing the old man's shocked and incomprehensible expression, Feng Hao knew that he must have been here for a long time, but at the same time, he felt a little relaxed.

At least, nothing happened to the Feng family.