Universal Sword God

The number in the demon hunting order is ‘14177’!

It took me a few days before Jing Yan hunted down the flames to get 122 points, but just now, in the tea time, he got more than 10,000 points.

Seeing this number, Jing Yan was stunned.

"This score is really fast. If you can keep hunting like this, in the eight years, you can really earn the top 50 points in the hunting list!" Jing Yan said with emotion, then shook his head.

He shook his head because it was clear that hunting like the genius could not last for long. Even if there are enough Fire Demon Swarms, it won't work. The hunting in just half a tea time consumes more than half of the divine power, and the energy of the big Luoxian body also consumes more than half. Want to recover, it will take a few days to talk less.

"Forget it, recover first, and then talk about the other." Jing Yan was afraid that he would be attacked by the enemies during the recovery, so he entered the small world of Qiankun.

Three days later, Jing Yan refreshed himself from the small world of Qiankun.

"Oh!"

The moment Jing Jing left the small world of Qiankun, there was a faint wave of energy in his body.

"Ontology source?" Jing Yan knew immediately that this energy fluctuation came from his own ontology source.

It has also been more than ten days since the ontology source swallowed the Zhongpin Xuanqing spirit and fell asleep. Now, the ontological source is finally awake.

Consciously, Jing Yan condenses the source of the ontology.

When Jing Yan saw the source of the body, his face couldn't help but turn black.

The current source of ontology is simply a mass of pure black energy. If you don't pay attention to it on the ground, I am afraid that everyone will think that it is a ball of ink.

"Is evolution successful? Evolved to a high-level source, it really becomes black?" Jing Yan rolled his eyes.

"Master, I have indeed evolved to the seventh level." A thought from the source of the ontology was clearly transmitted to Jing Yan's mind.

Jing Yan's body trembled. The sudden thoughts really frightened Jing Yan.

Although the ontological source had a certain spirituality before, it could also convey some emotions to Jing Yan vaguely. However, it is far from reaching this level.

In Jing Yan's astonishment, a little man slowly emerged from the source of the black body.

A little black man.

At this moment, the villain was looking at Jing Yan with his eyes open.

"Master, I'm the spirit of the ontology." The villain seemed to feel Jing Yan's emotional fluctuations, he quickly explained.

"Spiritual body?" Jing Yan stared. "The source of the ontology can evolve into a real spiritual body after it has evolved to advanced?"

The villain in front of him obviously has his own mind and can clearly express his meaning, that is, he has his own life.

"Master, I don't know about this." The little black man shook his head.

"Okay! Since you're so black, you'll call it Xiao Hei." Jing Yan gave the black villain a name.

"Little black ..." The little black man frowned, as if not satisfied with the name.

"It's settled. Who told you to look so black, if you are whiter, I'll call you Xiaobai." Jing Yan settled down without giving Xiaohe a chance to protest.

Xiao Hei's grievance, but did not protest any more, it seems that he accepted the name Xiao Hei.

At this time, a crimson inflammation demon rushed towards Jing Yan from not far away.

Jing Yan's eyes turned and he looked at the elite Yanmu, his spirit, who had already discovered the existence of this Yanmu. However, an elite inflammation monster can be killed by sticking out a finger, so Jing Yan didn't care.

"Hey!" Just when Jing Yan wanted to start, Xiao Hei shot first.

Jing Yan saw that a small mass of black energy swept out of Xiao Hei's body, and immediately covered the flame. Immediately afterwards, the flame demon fell to the ground and turned into a crimson rubble.

Seeing this scene, Jing Yan froze again. When the black energy released by the group of blacks returned to Xiaohe's body, Jing Yan returned to God.

Outrageous! Too ridiculous!

An elite flame demon, although there is no threat to Jing Yan. However, Jing Yan would kill at least two swords in order to kill this inflammation monster, even if he used the sword field. But as soon as Xiao Hei took his shot, he just killed the Elite Enlightenment between his fingers.

"Xiao Hei, you ... how can you kill the Enemies so easily?" Jing Yan wondered a little.

Evolving to a high-level ontology source, the power is indeed several times stronger than at the sixth level. However, Jing Yan perceives the energy of the ontological source force very clearly. Even if the seventh-level ontological source force is strong, it is definitely not stronger than his sword-like realm. So why can Xiaohei arbitrarily distribute a group of black energy and kill the elite inflammation monster?

"Master, Xiao Hei can't explain it clearly. However, these monsters are inherently afraid of my energy." Xiao Hei said with a wry mouth.

"Do you mean that your energy can restrain these flames?" Jing Yan became delighted.

If this is the case, then with the help of Heihei, the speed of hunting the flames himself will probably become faster again, right?

Maybe, in eight years, I can really make myself into the top 50 of the hunting list.

With this in mind, Jing Yan looked at Xiao Hei's eyes and became hot again.

"That's it!" Little Black nodded.

"Go, try it!" Jing Yan immediately spread out the spirits, looking for the trace of the flame demon.

After several attempts, Jing Yan was absolutely certain that Xiao Hei's efficiency in killing Yan Mo was really scary.

However, it is not completely costless to hunt down the Demon with Xiao Hei, Jing Yan needs to consume his own soul power. Of course, anyway, with Xiao Hei, Jing Yan hunting down the flames is much easier than before.

A few days later ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Jing Yan and Xiao Hei met a Yan Mo group.

This Yanmo group is not as large as the Yanmo group that Jing Yan encountered for the first time. However, there are also at least more than 100,000 inflammation monsters.

Found Yan Moqun, Jing Yan licked the corner of his mouth. Not only did he not avoid, but he rushed towards Yan Moqun instead.

"Xiao Hei, go on! Give me these Warcraft all bite to death!" Jing Yan waved his arm.

"Master, you're wrong, it's not a bite, it's a death!" Xiao Hei corrected Jing Yan's mistake, and at the same time quickly flew over the Yanmao group.

Above the Enemy Swarm, Xiao Hei looks like a black sun. Where the black light shines, the flames disintegrate. Jing Yan can even see that after being exposed to black light, these flames actually emit a small amount of black smoke on their bodies.

After looking at the soaring points of the demon hunter, Jing Yan pouted and laughed.

"This speed is not bad. Although it consumes a lot of soul power, it is acceptable. According to this state, my soul can at least support Xiao Hei for an hour." Jing Yan secretly said.