Fantasy Westward Journey: The Strongest Crossing

Chapter 147 God Soul Sword Soul
"Damn, believe it or not, old man, I'll kill you with a sword now, and return the holy book, your sister."

Xie Sanfeng suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Bohao, and Zhao Bohao's eyes burst into gold stars.

"Sorry~"

The donkey let out a mocking laugh, as if to say that you are an old boy, now you have hit your head.

"Damn, it's fine if it's okay, if it's not, then it's not, you're going to beat me up."

Zhao Bohao covered his head and looked at the flushed Xie Sankuang, muttering in his heart, this old man is really violent, how could he hit someone casually.

"Zhao Bohao, don't be unreasonable to Senior Xie, the Holy Book of Light is not an ordinary thing, it is the exclusive sacred object of the Pope, and it is also the most precious treasure of the Light Sect, let alone Senior Xie, even if King Wu is reborn, he would not dare to boast about it. "

The old dean also chuckled, and quickly rescued Xie Sanfeng.

Looking at Xie Sancrazy, Zhao Bohao felt a little helpless, it seemed that this master would not be able to do so, anyway, he did not have a master, so he could simply accept this old man as his master, anyway, he is a heavenly king level master, and he is not considered for himself shame.

"Master, please accept my apprentice's respect."

As long as the master and apprentice agree, Zhao Bohao kowtows directly to the old man. The worship ceremony in Tianshen Continent is very simple.

"Well, okay, old man, I am very happy. From today on, you will be the 2th generation successor of my Jianmen 2, and you will also be the master of 50NO.[-]."

Xie Sanfeng was very pleased to announce that Zhao Bohao was two hundred and five.

"Fuck, two hundred and five, can you choose 250 one?"

The title of two hundred and five made Zhao Bohao quite annoyed. He tried his best to change it, but all of this seemed to be in vain.

"It's so much nonsense, say you are two hundred and five, you are two hundred and five, this is the unique soul of my sword."

After Xie Sanfeng finished speaking, he flicked his fingers, and a ray of sword energy split the void and appeared in front of Zhao Bohao. The sword smoke dispersed and gathered to fill the sky. The sword spirit was like a ribbon, circling around Zhao Bohao.

"Old man, how do you use this spirit sword soul?"

Zhao Bohao felt depressed for a while when he saw the Divine Sword Soul. Do you want to tie up people by yourself?

"Your first priority now is to find a good sword, integrate the soul of the soul into the body of the sword, and then continue to practice until the body of the sword enters the soul before you can truly enter my sword. And you have to find this sword yourself. Master, I will not help you."

Zhao Bohao directly took out the cold-changing sword from the space, and an icy chill swept across the sky instantly, and the clanging of the sword resounded throughout the sky, "Is this sword okay for the old man?"

Xie Sankuang made a move with his right hand, and the Cold Changing Sword appeared directly in his hand. After careful observation, he wiped the spine of the sword with his hand, and a cold light pierced the sky, heading straight to Xiaohan. "Damn~ where did you get the divine sword? It's still the ancient divine sword, but it's just sealed, here it is."

"Damn, old man, what did you do to my Excalibur? Shit~"

Zhao Bohao hugged Changhan Shenjian in his arms, but the introduction of Shenjian made him shut up.

Name: Changing Cold Sword

Level: Level 100 (level 150 is sealed)

Hit: 491
Damage: 423
Strength +50, Constitution +50
Additional special effects: no level limit
Additional Special Skill: Stasis
Hidden Special Skill: Breaking the Ice Formation in Dry Sky
Introduction: It is rumored that this sword was forged by the ancient god Huan Han, and it has the power to shake the world and weep ghosts and gods.

"Old man, I only have this little ability. I can only help you break two seals in a row. The remaining power is too strong. Only a master in the legendary realm can break the next seal. I'm still a little short."

Seeing Zhao Bohao's demeanor, Xie Sanfeng couldn't help but feel happy. Boy, you are finally impressed by the old man. The old man will impress you even more in the future.

"Old man, awesome~"

Zhao Bohao had nothing to say, he didn't expect this cheap master to be so powerful, he even unsealed the Excalibur to level 100.

"You kid, hurry up and take advantage of the fact that the divine sword has just been unsealed, and the main body sword soul has not awakened, and replace it with your divine soul sword soul."

After Xie Sanfeng finished speaking, he shot out a sword energy, which melted into Zhao Bohao's body, and the sword fusion secret technique of Jianmen was instantly clear to his chest.

"The universe of heaven and earth, the soul of the sword enters the sword."

Zhao Bohao recited the mantra and squeezed the fingers of the sword. The soul of the sword, which was like a ribbon, instantly turned into a sharp blade. Incomparably tenacious, the soul of the soul of the sword failed to break into the body of the sword after several attacks.

"Old man, are you kidding me? I am only a martial artist, how can I break through the body of the Excalibur?"

Zhao Bohao looked at the sword soul with pain in his stomach as he failed to hit the target continuously, and then glanced at the old man next to him with suspicion.

"Boy, the sword soul has nothing to do with cultivation, it only has to do with your own soul and perseverance. If you can't master the sword soul within 3 minutes, then you have to find another divine sword."

The old man looked like this was your business and had nothing to do with him. Zhao Bohao felt itchy and wanted to beat him up.

"Sword Soul, cheer for me."

Zhao Bohao settled down, and then squeezed his sword fingers again, pointing at the Changhan Excalibur hanging in the air, the sharp blade of the sword pierced the void and struck hard at the spine of the Changhan Excalibur again, but there was still no result. The body of the sword is the essence of cold ice extracted by the God of Changhan for hundreds of millions of years, and then fused with the essence of the sky, and finally completed the final training with his own divine power for a hundred years. Therefore, the body of the sword is extremely tough, and the blade is so sharp that it can be called invincible .

"Xiong, do you think he can succeed?"

Xie Sankuang patted the donkey's head with his eyes wide open, and asked the donkey.

"Sorry~"

The donkey shook his head, kicked Xie Sanfeng away, and then spat out a blast of shock, which directly merged into Zhao Bohao's sword spirit.

"Rely on you, you actually stole my god's life essence, your sister's."

Xie Sanfeng glanced at the donkey, and then turned his attention to Zhao Bohao. He saw that his sharp sword was supported by the essence of divine life, and instantly released seven-colored divine light, turning into a pair of seven-colored wings, carrying It plunged into the spine of Chang Han Shen Sword.

"Ding~"

Changing the Cold Sword let out a crisp sound, and saw that the tip of the sword soul was nailed straight into the body of the sword, and then the whole sword soul melted into the sword like a cloud of smoke.

"Boy, don't relax, sense the sword spirit, find the core of the divine sword, and then let the sword spirit merge into the sword core."

Seeing Zhao Bohao's slackness, Xie Sanfeng quickly stabbed out a sword intent to wake him up, and told him the key to the fusion of sword soul and sword.

"Damn, old man, you didn't tell me earlier."

Zhao Bohao quickly poured his mind into the Soul of the Sword, and then used his mind as a guide to walk inside the Cold Changing Sword, looking for the most critical sword core.

(End of this chapter)