Fantasy: Inherited in the same vein, the master fights with domineering power

shocked.

The main point of the system buddies is the truth.

It's too real.

A disagreement, blowing up the rules of the system circle?

【For me to use】

[From now on, you will use this sacred weapon, what is eighth-rank, ninth-rank, weapons of that level can also be used by my host, isn't this a slap in the face? 】

[If other systems see it, I think my host can't afford the holy artifact]

[Just use the holy vessel, only the holy vessel! 】

The system's messages came one after another, and the corners of Xu Anshan's mouth twitched slightly.

"Dude, you're wanted."

[If you want to be wanted, you are wanted, whoever is in the circle will not do anything wrong, buddy, don't worry about it, you can use this holy artifact with peace of mind, no one can take what I gave you! 】

flow batch flow batch.

The words have come to this point, all Xu Anshan can say is Liupi.

[Don't be dazed, take it out]

"Oh~"

Not long after, Xu Anshan found a similar golden sword in his ring.

It is this golden sword with a golden dragon coiled around it.

Xu Anshan took out the holy artifact, and the moment he held it in his hand, he felt a sense of blood connection, and majestic power surged through his arms.

Rumbling--

Above the void, thunderclouds rolled backwards.

Even the picture of Jiang Baihui condensing the holy grade Lei Linggen is not as good as it is now.

Xu Anshan could visibly condense a dark and deep vortex in the void above his head, within the vortex, the thunder flickered, as if it had locked him in.

[Throw the sword out, the holy artifact needs to be tempered by heavenly thunder to be truly extraordinary and holy]

Xu Anshan had no doubts about him.

The blade in his hand was thrown into the air, obviously without any spiritual blessing, but the blade stood upright in mid-air, proudly waiting for the sky thunder to temper.

Kacha~!

Suddenly, Cang Lei rushed down.

The power of thunder that seemed to destroy the world was poured into the blade.

The holy artifact, the Devil-Breaking Sword, will not retreat and face Cang Lei directly.

Let Lei Ting vent on him.

"This commotion is a bit loud." Xu Anshan couldn't help but be speechless as he watched the thunderclouds curling up from Wushifeng, "How many rounds of Tianlei Tempering are there in total?"

[Nine rounds——]

Kacha~!

Almost the moment the system spoke, another thunder fell from the vortex.

Thunder shakes the world!

The entire Wan Jianzong heard the deafening thunder.

"What exactly happened here?"

The monks from countless mountain peaks in Wanjianzong looked up at the sky, and the dim sky brought an indescribable sense of oppression to all the monks.

Phew~!Whoosh~!

The main peak of the sect, the head of the sect stared at the sky, and the other peak masters also came from the sky.

"Master, you are watching too."

The digital peak lord frowned.

"The power of this thunder makes one's heart palpitate. This kind of pure thunder and lightning is even less than one or two disciples of Master Xu's disciples when they condensed the holy spirit root. Could it be said that the seniors of Wan Jianzong are crossing the catastrophe?"

"It looks like the thunderclouds are condensing on Wushi Peak, do you want to go and have a look?"

"The thunder of crossing the catastrophe, if it affects us, I'm afraid it will be turned into ashes."

"How about looking at it from a distance?"

"Master, what do you say?!"

All the peak masters looked at the head of Wan Jianzong.

"Go and see!"

huh~!

All the peak masters flew towards Wushi Peak with their swords.

On the peak of Qingshan——

The tall woman was barefoot, her white and pink feet stepped on the face of Peak Master Qingshan, her pupils contracted slightly as she watched the thunder cloud rolling upside down at Wushi Peak.

"Little Junior Brother~!"

"Liu Qingshan, let me warn you, my junior brother is kind-hearted and doesn't want to talk to you, but the rest of us in Wushifeng are not, let me know that you dare to run on my junior brother, it's not as simple as stomping on your face !"

After casting a cold glance at the peak master of Qingshan, the tall slender woman stepped on the flying sword and went straight to Wushifeng.

Cang Lei fell one after another.

Xu Anshan felt that any thunderbolt could shatter his body to pieces, but the Devil-Breaking Sword still stood proudly in the void, and the body of the sword became more pure and thorough as the sky thunder tempered it.

Suddenly, a dark red lightning bolt fell from the void vortex.

Kacha~!

All the thunder and lightning were poured into the blade.

"Is this the last thunderbolt?" Xu Anshan whispered.

【Uh-huh~】

[Look carefully, surprises are behind]

"Ok?"

Getting the holy artifact is not enough surprise, what surprises does his buddy in the system have to give him.

Xu Anshan was puzzled.

Looking up at the sacred artifact hanging high in the air, dark red lightning kept swimming in its body, which lasted for nearly a cup of tea.

Suddenly, Xu Anshan saw a crack appear on the body of the blade.

"The sword is broken, this holy vessel is about to be broken."

However, the system didn't say anything at this time, Xu Anshan frowned and stared at the Demon-Breaking Sword in mid-air, with more and more cracks on the blade due to the baptism of Tianlei.

until--

Bang~!

The sword is broken.

"Brother, the sacred artifact you gave me is broken." Xu Anshan whispered in his heart.

【Yes~】

[Isn't it good if it's broken? 】

???

What does this say.

However, before Xu Anshan complained more, he saw a pretty figure condense from the broken blade, and fell directly in front of him and knelt on one knee.

"Owner."

Xu Anshan looked at the woman in front of him inexplicably.

【Devil-breaking sword and sword spirit】

【Age】: Unknown

[Boundary]: Unknown

[Qualification]: Unknown

[Characteristics]: Protector, Sword Spirit Condensation

【Appearance value】: 96

……

[How, is it enough surprises? 】

It wasn't until then that the system buddies showed up.

[The difference between a holy weapon and other spiritual weapons is that it can transcend the ordinary and become holy, and Tianlei tempering is a necessary condition for becoming holy and congealing the spirit. Now your Demon-Breaking Sword has truly condensed the sword spirit]

"Who!!"

Kneeling on the ground, the Devil-Breaking Sword Spirit frowned, and with the two fingers of his right hand together, he slashed out a sword aura towards the void.

The lord of Wanjian Sect and several peak masters all appeared from the void.

Stepping on the Spirit Sword under his feet, he landed on Wushi Peak.

"Congratulations to Junior Brother Xu, happy to get the Holy Artifact!"

Seeing the sword spirit standing beside Xu Anshan like a personal bodyguard, the sect master and all the peak masters felt envious.

"So it's the sect master and all the peak masters." Xu Anshan smiled and cupped his hands, "I'm really sorry, the vision in the peak has troubled everyone."

"How can you say that?"

The headmaster smiled and shook his head, looking at the sword spirit beside Xu Anshan.

"Being able to see the Holy Artifact Congealing Spirit is because Junior Brother Xu has gained knowledge for us people. No matter how many people want to see such a feat, they will not be able to see it."

Xu Anshan smiled and remained silent, and the master also smiled slightly.

"Since Junior Brother Xu has nothing to do in the peak, I will leave without disturbing you."

All the peak masters broke through the air again, and they were still sighing on the way back to their respective peaks.

"The holy artifact, did Senior Sister Fang give it to you? In terms of crafting, Senior Sister Fang is the one with the highest attainment in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect. If you give me a sacred artifact, I will give it to you. Junior brother Xu is really happy."

"Senior Sister Fang became a Saint-grade Artifact Refiner at such a young age, isn't that outrageous?"

"Wouldn't it be more outrageous for Junior Brother Xu to step into Guiling five years after he entered the mountain?"

"That Baihui girl's holy grade Lei Linggen will step into Guiling after some time. Thinking about how this Wushi Peak is really full of monsters, it's really suffocating."

huh~!

Just as the masters of the peaks were speaking, the tall slender woman Yujian appeared in front of everyone.

"You guys came back from Wushifeng, right? Is my junior brother okay?"

"Senior Sister Li." Seeing the visitors, all the peak masters cupped their hands cautiously, "Everything is fine in Wushi Peak, why did Senior Sister Li suddenly have time to go back to the mountain?"

"Look at my junior brother!"

Swish~!

The woman Yujian disappeared from the front of the peak masters, and the peak masters couldn't help murmuring as they watched her leaving.

"What is Senior Sister Li going to give Junior Brother Xu again? Senior Sister Fang is giving a sacred artifact, Senior Sister Li..."

"Don't think about it, Senior Sister Li is the richest in the world. It's not surprising that she gives anything. Let's practice hard and educate people. We can't compare with Wushifeng~"

"Everyone, for some reason, I want to be a member of the Wushi Peak sect, even if I can be the apprentice of Master Xu."

"Dreams have everything, wash up and sleep!"

Holy Spirit Fruit and Holy Spirit Vessel, these are sacred objects that countless monks desire but cannot obtain.

However, it is within easy reach in Wushifeng.

It would be a lie to say that they were not envious, the back molars of their envy were crushed.

"Hmm~"

"Okay, okay, this strength is moderate."

Xu Anshan leaned lazily on the seat, and the Pomo Sword Spirit stood behind him and rubbed his shoulders.

[What about you buddy, are you happy being my host? 】

"Happy~"

【Hmph, just remember, even if you have a good teacher, I am not a vegetarian】

"Little brother~"

Before the system's words fell, a delicate voice came from above the void, and Xu Anshan, who was leaning on the seat, looked up and smiled when he saw the visitor.

"Fifth Senior Sister~"

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