Chapter 182 Chapter 266 Chapter 267: The Divine Sword Recognizes the Lord

The golden light flashed in a flash, but this also proved the identity of Murong Xianer's light attribute profession.

"Can I start?" Murong Xian'er looked at Ye Weiyang and asked with a smile.

Ye Weiyang reacted and hurriedly said, "Please."

Murong Xian'er walked forward, slowly opened the wooden box, and saw the goddess of light sighing. She knew that this magic sword itself did not look like this, and it was dark all over.

This is because this magical sword seals itself. If someone can untie the seal, they can truly see its original appearance.

Murong Xian'er held up the aria of the goddess of light with both hands. Her heart was filled with piety and respected the sword and its owner very much.

At this moment, whether it was Ye Weiyang, Feng Ling'er at the auction stand, or hundreds of VIPs in the audience, they were all waiting for breath and quietly watching Murong Xian'er's movements.

Many people were attracted by the eyes because three beautiful girls stood on the stage at the same time, and they secretly compared who was better in their eyes.

Of course, most people are paying attention to whether Murong Xian'er can untie the seal of the magic sword.

After all, the Temple Alliance, no matter in that era, needed characters like Ye Wushang and the Son of Reincarnation.

Even if this person is a girl, he will be respected by all mankind.

Murong Xian'er has a high affinity for light elements, and her profession is a priest, and she has a kind and bright heart.

At this moment, she held the goddess of light in both hands and sighed, her heart full of infinite sadness, and was sad for this sword.

Murong Xian'er could feel the aura emitted by this sword, the deadly silence, sadness and solemn emotion.

She suddenly felt in her heart that the sword was not sealed, but died.

How could a sword die?

Because the sword was nourished by Ye Wushang with his heart and blood, the so-called gods had already been nurtured, but because the level of the sword itself had not reached the artifact level, its gods did not nurture a complete body.

However, this sword has thoughts and consciousness.

That is, the so-called sword spirit, the sword spirit is one of the weapon spirits, which is the so-called god of weapons.

And what does it mean to have a spirit of the artifact?

It means that this sword is at least epic and above, and may have reached the legendary immortal level.

Generally speaking, epic equipment is the artifact level, and some of the more special equipment is stuck between epic and artifact level. It may burst out with the power of the artifact level, but the limitation of its own material makes it impossible to reach the artifact level in the end.

At this moment, Murong Xian'er was sure that this sword was probably an immortal-level weapon.

However, with Ye Wushang's death, the sword also died.

What Murong Xian'er needs to do is to awaken the gods with the power of light, or to revive the sword.

Originally, Murong Xian'er just wanted to try to get the recognition of this sword at Jiang Feng's suggestion.

Because Jiang Feng's words, she would obey.

Jiang Feng hopes that she can get the recognition of this sword, so she will do her best.

However, the moment she really touched the sword, her heart suddenly felt full of respect. She couldn't bear to see the sword covered with dust. This shouldn't be its ending.

Murong Xian'er stared at the sword with her eyes, and then she slowly injected the spiritual power of light elements, trying to awaken the sword with pure light elements.

At this time, time seemed to have stopped, and everyone was curious about how Murong Xian'er could unlock the seal of the holy sword.

Moreover, they could feel the purity of it from the light elements released by Murong Xian'er just now.

As Murong Xian'er continued to inject light elements, the aria of the goddess of light seemed to have changed a little. The originally dark and quaint sword body was actually slightly rippling with subtle light.

This amazing change surprised Ye Weiyang because the ninth-level knight had also tried to directly inject light elements, but there was no change.

And in Murong Xian'er's hand, the aria of the goddess of light seemed to begin to tremble slightly.

Could it be that this girl is the destined person she has been waiting for?

Ye Weiyang is actually the sender of this holy sword, and Ye Wushang, the owner of this divine sword, is Ye Weiyang's Xuanzu.

The reason why she was persistent in waiting for someone with destiny to untie the seal of the divine sword and shines brightly is because this was her grandfather’s wish before her death. She wanted the light of this divine sword to shine in the world and continue to drink the blood of the demon clan so that she could live up to the reputation of the divine sword.

Ye Weiyang's heartbeat accelerated. At this moment, she inexplicably added trust in Murong Xian'er.

However, the aria of the goddess of light seemed to be just like this. Although it was rippling with faint golden light, it did not dispel the darkness of the sword.

Murong Xian'er was very persistent and did not choose to give up. She was still injecting light energy continuously.

As time passed by minute by minute, it seemed that the halo on the holy sword began to increase, but at this moment, Murong Xian'er's spiritual power was almost exhausted.

At this moment, sweat appeared on Murong Xian'er's pretty face, and the consumption was too great, which made her face a little pale now.

But she was unwilling to give up.

A golden light flashed, and a golden figure suddenly appeared behind Murong Xian'er. She was wearing a golden short skirt and had six wings behind her.

It is Murong Ling'er.

Her appearance shocked the audience. The rich golden light and holiness emitted from her body were eclipsed by Ye Weiyang and Feng Ling'er.

Murong Ling'er has a perfect face, and she can't find a flaw on her body, and she is as beautiful as a dream.

After Murong Ling'er appeared, her hands brushed over the sword of the Goddess of Light, and the rich light elements covered the sword body. At this moment, everyone in the auction hall was attracted by the golden light on the stage, which was an extremely soft and beautiful atmosphere.

Murong Ling'er took the magic sword from Murong Xian'er's hand, while Murong Xian'er pointed with his left hand and gently stroked the palm of his right hand, and suddenly a blood mark appeared.

The bright red blood flowed down Murong Xian'er's white palms, falling drop by drop onto the sword body of the Divine Sword.

Suddenly seeing Murong Xian'er's behavior shocked Ye Weiyang. He wanted to stop him, but the next moment he saw a scene that shocked her.

Murong Xian'er's blood flowed through the sword body and was actually absorbed.

Moreover, the originally dark sword body seemed to have a faint red color.

Immediately afterwards, countless tiny cracks suddenly appeared on the darkness of the sword, and dazzling golden light burst out.

At this moment, Murong Xian'er's face finally changed a little, and she became even more respectful.

Her eyes were staring at the aria of the Goddess of Light, but a scene that quickly made her feel helpless appeared.

Because the external spiritual power was too strong, the palm that she had just cut gradually healed and blood could no longer flow out.

So she cut her palm again, and the wound this time was much deeper than the last time.

She controlled her body and prevented the wound from healing, causing the blood to flow out continuously and be absorbed by the sword body.

As the blood continued to merge, an indescribable aura appeared. After a long time, the magic sword stopped swallowing the blood and seemed to have reached saturation.

Murong Xian'er grabbed the hilt of the divine sword from Murong Ling'er's hand. At this moment, a dazzling incandescent light burst out from her hand, and endless elements of light surged from all directions and injected into the aria of the goddess of light.

"Wheng..."

The originally dark sword buzzed violently under the dazzling golden light.

Suddenly, a violent roar erupted, and the dome of the auction hall shattered, and a brilliant golden light column fell from the sky, soft and vast.

The golden beam of light directly enveloped Murong Xian'er and the goddess of light.

"Drink" only a delicate shout sounded from the golden light column. The magic sword in Murong Xian'er's hand burst out with a violent light. With the crisp cracking sound, all the black on the sword completely turned into ashes in an instant.

At the top of the sword tip of the divine sword, there is a golden bead. At this moment, it crazy devours the rich light elements contained in the golden light column.

The golden light column falling from the sky gradually converged, but the light on the divine sword became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, the sword seemed to have come alive.

The divine sword has no sword edge or sword tip, but it bursts out six feet of sword light, emitting an extremely sharp aura, invincible.

The divine sword should not be covered with dust, and its glory is still blooming.

Murong Xian'er's heart was filled with joy. She couldn't let go of the sword in her hand, as if she had the first time she had the priest's staff.

"Miss Weiyang, I should have broken the seal." Murong Xian'er looked at Ye Weiyang with a smile.

But at this moment, Ye Weiyang was already in a daze. She looked at the halo released on the divine sword in a daze, and was unheard of Murong Xian'er's words.

At this moment, she suddenly burst into tears, and grandpa's wish was finally realized. Xuanzu's magic sword shone brightly again.

At Feng Ling'er's reminder, Ye Weiyang came to his senses and looked at Murong Xian'er. At this moment, her eyes became more close.

"Can I know your identity?" Ye Weiyang asked.

"My name is Murong Xian'er, a member of the handsome No. 64 Demon Hunting Group." Murong Xian'er smiled.

Ye Weiyang was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, this little sister, who seemed to be at most twenty years old, was already a member of the handsome demon hunting group.

But this is normal. From the aura that Murong Xian'er just now, she could vaguely feel Murong Xian'er's cultivation.

Although Ye Weiyang has a low talent for cultivation, because of his noble status, he has come into contact with many powerful people, so he can naturally feel Murong Xian'er's cultivation.

"Congratulations, you have been recognized by the Divine Sword. The name of this Divine Sword is the Aria of the Goddess of Light. And my Xuan Ancestor is Ye Wushang, who is known as the God of Light, two hundred years ago. I hope that this sword can bloom dazzling light in your hands and drink the blood of the demon clan." Ye Weiyang smiled.

Murong Xian'er nodded seriously, looked at Ye Weiyang, and promised: "I will definitely live up to the reputation of the Divine Sword."

When she was recognized by this sword, Murong Xian'er felt that she seemed to be integrated with this sword, and had some connection and could no longer be divided.

Ye Weiyang said: "What I said counts and let the Divine Sword reappear. You are its new owner. As for the 20 million gold coins sold, you only need to pay 14 million."

Murong Xian'er said, "Okay, I'll go find the team leader now."
To be continued...