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Chapter 281 Unexpected Changes

Originally, the aura of those residual swords that had emitted the final buzz had already begun to weaken.

But with the drawing of the array, a new force was integrated into it.

Under the guidance of this power, one after another of incomplete sword intents collided, either actively or passively.

Most of these intertwined sword intents did not merge peacefully, but began to fight each other instead.

In just a moment of effort, more than ten sword intents were cut to pieces.

Those remnant swords that chopped up their companions were more or less damaged. After all, the essence of these divine swords is not much different.

Under normal circumstances, even the most powerful divine sword would not be able to smash several of its kind.

But at this moment, they are in the flames of the stars.

After those broken sword spirits were cut into pieces, the spirituality in them was directly absorbed by other divine swords.

And the golden water fused by the broken sword was also eaten by other broken swords.

Just because of Fang Mu's change of thought, this small formation turned from an ordinary furnace into a killing field of the divine sword.

A broken sword frantically attacked the surrounding companions.

Fang Mu frowned slightly as he looked at the successively shining sword lights below.

This change was beyond his expectations.

His original intention was just to stimulate the spirituality in Can Jian, and he didn't want to turn this place into a Gu farm.

For raising Gu, Fang Mu can't say that he doesn't reject it.

After all, he, the demon king, also grew up in constant killing, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a Gu king.

But the ones fighting each other in the formation are not Gu, but broken swords.

This seems a little weird.

Fang Mu never thought that the sword could be practiced like this.

'There seems to be something wrong, did I make a mistake in which step just now? '

Just when he was frowning and thinking, the divine swords below had already started to devour each other.

Those divine swords that devoured the same kind became stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Their swords are getting sharper and their auras are getting stronger.

In just a short moment, several divine swords were faintly formed.

The quality of the swords with the strongest sword intent is quite good, even if they are not fully formed, they are not weaker than the Poyun sword before it was broken.

But Fang Mu was not happy about it, but frowned even deeper.

Although he is not a pure swordsman, he still feels that the divine sword refined in this way should not be regarded as a serious sword.

'What the hell went wrong...'

Just when Fang Mu looked puzzled, a broken sword with not very sharp sword intent appeared in his field of vision.

Compared with other divine swords that still exist at this moment, the sword intent of this broken sword is quite weak, and the blade looks quite broken.

But Fang Mu felt the aura that other divine swords did not have in the sword intent of this sword.

That was pure sword intent!

Because until now, it has never devoured its own kind.

In the killing field below, this sword intent seemed quite out of place.

However, it made Fang Mu's eyes light up, and his thoughts suddenly became clear.

Fang Mu finally knew what was wrong.

The problem is not his operation, but the broken swords themselves!

These divine swords were cut into pieces by the same kind as Zaoxuan, and the aura was more or less tainted with a trace of unwillingness.

The unreconciled will fermented wantonly in the sword mound, and finally condensed into a strong demon energy, and gave birth to the demon leader Wu Zonghui.

Infected by the devilish energy for thousands of years, these remnant swords are no longer the original divine swords, they have degenerated into demonic swords!

If Fang Mu was a pure swordsman, he would have discovered the problem immediately.

But he happened to be a demon cultivator, so he subconsciously ignored the demonic nature, and instead was infected by the buzzing, and subconsciously promoted this kind of gu-raising sword practice.

If Fang Mu wants to refine a magic sword, it's not a big problem.

As the demon king of this world, no matter what kind of magic sword is in his hands, he can only submit to him.

But Fang Mu's attempt to forge the divine sword will probably fail.

It wasn't until he saw the divine sword that was constantly being weakened but still refused to devour the same kind, that he finally figured everything out.

And the way he looked at the broken sword also changed slightly.

Although the sword intent emanating from this remnant sword is not very strong, it is the only divine sword that has maintained its pure sword intent during the thousands of years of erosion by the devil energy.

Not only that, but it also smashed several divine swords one after another without devouring any of its kind.

Perhaps thousands of years ago, this divine sword was not so outstanding.

But after sleeping in the sword mound full of demonic energy for thousands of years, it has become the most dazzling sword among all the swords.

Even those of the same kind who have the sword intent next to them can't cover up their light!
Fang Mu could not help but raise the corners of his mouth when he felt the pure sword intent that had been suppressed one after another.

At this moment, he has already selected the sword spirit he needs.

With a vain pressure with one hand, all those divine swords whose sword intent was overpowering because they devoured many of their kind collapsed.

Without the support of the sword intent, the sword body instantly melted into puddles of golden water under the calcination of the star flames.

After all the blades had melted, Fang Mu pressed again.

Impurities in the gold water are all separated out.

In order to completely remove the impurities in the golden water, Fang Mu almost wasted [-]% of the golden water in the process.

If Zaoxuan saw this scene, he would probably be so heartbroken.

But Fang Mu didn't care at all.

The remaining [-]% of the golden water melted into the selected broken sword drop by drop under his control.

Since there are no residues of the spiritual consciousness of the other divine swords in the golden water, the sword spirit Fang Mu chose was not directly nourished.

And this pure divine sword does not need the nourishment of other sword spirits at all.

Thousands of years of burial are already the best nourishment for it.

Although it is weak, it is extremely pure!

The only thing it lacks now is a perfect sword body.

It only needs to complete its own sword body, and it will be a divine sword that can cut through the world!

Compared with cultivating a sword spirit, forging a sword body is much simpler.

After Fang Mu manipulated it, a top-notch sword that condensed the essence of more than a hundred swords appeared in front of his eyes.

The moment the pure sword spirit merged with the brand new sword body, an inexplicable aura suddenly descended on the burning star.

This is the rhythm of heaven and earth.

Become!

The approval of heaven and earth made Fang Mu couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Although the quality of this divine sword is still unclear, but it can attract the attention of heaven and earth, at least it proves that it has reached the quality of heaven and spirit.

Just when Fang Mu was about to collect it, the divine sword suddenly moved.

Its sword tip suddenly began to fork, and quickly extended to the center of the sword body.

Under Fang Mu's astonished gaze, the two sword tips that had just separated began to swell rapidly, turning into two slender, crystal-clear legs.

At the same time, the protrusions at both ends of the Jiange also began to elongate rapidly, turning into two smaller arms.

And the small protrusion on the sword head also condensed the five senses in the constant expansion, and finally became a small head melon.

This series of changes directly made Fang Mu a little confused.

'That's...transformation! ? '

Just when Fang Mu was in a daze, the divine sword that had just transformed was also looking around.

After he looked around for a week, a pair of bright and penetrating eyes finally locked on Fang Mu in front of him.

"father!"

The little guy directly opened his arms and rushed towards Fang Mu.

While twitching the corner of Fang Mu's mouth, he stretched out two fingers and pinched the little guy's neck.

He shook the little guy's neck, and said with a displeased face, "Change back quickly!"

Sword Spirit: "..."

(End of this chapter)