Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Ye Ling took out the broken seventh-level purple ink fan from the storage bag, and suddenly smashed the only three fan bones, and a strong evil spirit came out!

The devil cried out distressedly: "Master, that's enough! At least leave some for the little one..."

"Noisy!" Ye Ling snorted coldly and injected spiritual power into the two broken blades of the Shura Demon Sword. In an instant, the slowly awakening weapon spirit within them trembled and frantically absorbed the demonic energy.

When the Shura Blood Blade and the other broken blade gradually turned from green light flowing throughout the body to rolling purple flames, the two broken blades suddenly merged into one in the rolling purple flames, erupting with earth-shattering evil energy!

Ye Ling felt his breath was suffocated, and he quickly held up the Demon Sealing Diagram to resist, and at the same time removed the cobblestone array.

boom!

When the demonic energy passed by, the entire alchemy room collapsed, and countless broken tiles flew away! Even Lu Binglan in the neighboring courtyard was affected and quickly released the sword array to resist.

In the flying dust, Ye Ling grasped the Shura Demonic Sword billowing with purple flames, and immediately felt the heart-stopping evil aura coming from his hand, causing Ye Ling's aura to change as well, as if a corpse had been lifted from a mountain of bones. The god of death walks out of the sea with a knife!

Lu Binglan, who has always been like the eternal ice and snow of the Tianshan Mountains, couldn't help but be moved at this moment!

"Such a strong murderous intent! Next door, how much blood has your magic sword been stained with, and how many Yin souls have you killed?" Lu Binglan's eyes widened, staring at the Shura magic sword in Ye Ling's hand, and murmured. .

Ye Ling finally suppressed the murderous aura that suddenly rose in his heart, and added another layer of divine consciousness to the awakened weapon spirit. Only then did the evil aura of the Shura Demon Sword gradually subside.

Ye Ling let out a long breath and said with a wry smile: "The old owner of the Shura Demon Sword was a powerful demon cultivator in the golden elixir stage and a Tianmo Sanren in the past. I don't know how many people he has killed, but this sword seems to have come from the Shura Hell. The Shura Demonic Sword tempered in the magma is not an ordinary item and is not easy to control. "

Lu Binglan nodded, and it took a long time to recover from the trance of that moment, and sighed: "The moment he held the sword, the pressure even exceeded that of his senior brother Wang Shiyuan, and he almost reached the stage of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage. It can be seen that Holding the Shura Demonic Sword will definitely increase the combat power of those nearby."

"Well! The Shura Demonic Sword has been successfully repaired, we can go!"

Ye Ling put away the Shura Demon Sword, released the sixth-level demon dragon, and flew up together with Lu Binglan. Under the surprised eyes of the Mingdanfang clerks, the two of them drove the demon dragon and flew north along the coast.

Along the way, the sea wind howled and the raging waves hit the coast, rolling up layers of huge waves.

Lu Binglan looked around, and saw the boundless East China Sea, amidst the strong winds and huge waves. She didn't know how many thousands of miles of sea there were, and she didn't know how many demon cultivators grew in it. It seemed that between the sea and the sky, there was only Ye Ling beside her, making her no longer alone. , feeling a touch of warmth.