Lin Mu pouted.

An all-powerful eye swept away.

Fangtian Demon Halberd (Incomplete)

The natal magic weapon of the ancient blood demon ancestor is also the emperor-level best magic weapon of the blood demon clan.

The growth-type magic weapon requires continuous absorption of essence and blood to repair defects. It contains the blood demon inheritance and ten drops of blood demon blood, but five drops have been used!

"The best emperor-level magic weapon is a good thing, but if you accept this kind of inheritance, sooner or later you will completely become a demon!"

Lin Mu pondered for a few seconds, then gave up the urge to let the Lin family disciples accept the Blood Demon inheritance.

The demons and humans are at odds with each other, and they will fight to the death when they meet!

Practicing the inheritance of the demon race will only make the Lin family the opposite of the human race!

But then again...how to deal with this thing?

A thought flashed by.

Lin Mu took out the mad sword and put it together with Fang Tian's magic halberd.

really!

The mad sword still had the same appetite as before. A black light absorbed the magic halberd and swallowed up its power.

"Boy, what are you doing? Stop! This is my power, give it back to me..." The Blood Demon Ancestor's voice continued to decrease.

The mad sword devoured the magic halberd without any intention of stopping.

Half an hour passed.

The power of the magic halberd was finally exhausted, and the flickering light slowly extinguished.

Click!

The magic halberd broke with a sound.

Five drops of eerily red blood essence were suspended in front of Lin Mu.

After the mad sword swallowed the magic halberd, its appearance changed drastically.

The originally pitch-black blade had a scarlet blood groove in the middle, and the color of the blade also became a gradient color, somewhere between black and red.

But the biggest gain was that the mad sword gave birth to a faint consciousness. It directly connected to Lin Mu's mind, and the first thing he said was: "Master!"

"What? Is this... the birth of a sword spirit?" Lin Mu held the mad sword in his hand and was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

As far as he knows, only emperor-level magic weapons have a one-in-a-million chance of giving birth to a weapon spirit!

Because the conditions required for the birth of a weapon spirit are extremely demanding. It must be an emperor-level magic weapon, and it must be nurtured by the owner day after day, and then be recognized by heaven before the weapon spirit can be born!

The weapon spirit is an existence outside of heaven. It is immortal and immortal!

Unless the magic weapon is completely destroyed.

Even if there is only a fragment left, it is possible to repair itself over the long years.

Such as the God-killing Gloves.

But this Fangtian Demon Halberd was really unlucky. When it met a guy like Mad Sword who was not scrupulous about meat and vegetables, he killed him in just two bites!

Tens of thousands of years of accumulation were destroyed in just one day!

"Ding, it's been detected that the Mad Sword has been upgraded and has become a top-grade imperial magic weapon. After devouring the Demon Halberd, it learned a new skill, Blood Soul!"

"Blood Soul! When fighting, it can continuously draw the opponent's power into the sword body to enhance the power of the next blow!"

"Damn it, wasn't this the trick Nangong Juetian used to absorb my immortal power just now? You even learned it!"

Lin Mu caressed the mad sword gently, his face full of love, this sword is so powerful, so take it!

Seeing that Nangong Juetian was completely dead.

Lin Beixuan and the others turned into three escaping lights and landed in front of Lin Mu.

"Ancestor, Nangong Juetian is dead like this?" Lin Ruhai looked in a daze, as if he was in a dream. This was a strong man at the ninth level of the God King, enough to become the overlord in the entire Nanhuang Continent.

In fact, even some of the divine dynasty's heritage is nothing more than this.

But in front of the ancestor, he couldn't stop this serious sword!

"Just killing a chicken, what a big deal!" Lin Mu patted Lin Ruhai on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go back to the family!"

"Ancestor, he is a disciple of the Founding Sword Sect. Do we have to deal with the aftermath?" Lin Beixuan scratched his head and asked.

"No need, he fell into a desperate situation before and his life card was broken. After he heard the news about the Nangong family, he should have come directly to the Lin family!"

Lin Mu shook his head, Nangong Juetian was so dead that there was no ashes left, how could he be so kind to his wife!

Take a step back.

If the Founding Sword Sect really wanted to pursue the case, this idiot accepted the inheritance of the demon clan and killed him himself, which was also to eliminate harm for the people!

After excusing himself in this way, Lin Mu's mood improved a lot.

at the same time.

Kyoto City.

The three heads of the family looked at the young man in front of them with trepidation.

"Three family heads, do you think that all members of my Nangong family are dead? How dare you seek refuge with the Lin family!" Nangong Wuxie stared at the three of them coldly.

"Second Young Master, we don't want this either, but the emperor is targeting the Nangong family, so in order to protect ourselves, we can only do this!" Zhang Danfeng said with a bitter look on his face.

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