This set of soul skills is called Soul Sting, also known as Soul Sting.

In ancient times, soul skills and fighting skills were divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow.

And this Shocking Sting is an intermediate level soul skill of Xuan level. Although it is not extremely high level, it is not a group attack, but a single target attack, so it is extremely penetrating.

And this thing is different from fighting skills. Due to the scarcity of soul skills nowadays, it can often have unexpected effects when fighting people.

The Shocking Stab is divided into three types, the first type is "Start", the second type is "Stab", and the third type is "Breaking".

Three moves combined into one, the power is not inferior to the advanced soul skills of Xuan level.

"The first one gave me such a big surprise. That old gentleman is really not a mortal!"

Putting down the practice of soul skills first, Feng Ge couldn't wait to take out the second item - the small bronze sword.

"Ancient thing?"

Feng Ge murmured, but after turning over and over again, he still couldn't see anything. All the power of his soul poured in, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response at all.

With a thought, a ball of flame suddenly spurted out from the palm of his hand. He flicked the small rusty sword with his fingers, and the latter suddenly turned into a ray of light and shadow and rushed into the azure flame.

Seeing the little sword enter the flames, Feng Ge's mind was locked tightly on the little sword, observing all its changes. Once something happened, he would immediately cancel the strange fire.

But what surprised him was that the seemingly thin and brittle copper-rusted sword did not move at all after being crazily calcined in the alien fire. Even the patina on the surface did not change at all.

"This..."

Looking at the condition of the rusty sword, Feng Ge frowned: "There is no response even after being calcined with different fires? But it just proves that this item is indeed extraordinary. It may indeed be the ancient thing the old man said, but what's the use?

, I can’t do it either!”

After the alien fire was removed, Feng Ge caught the rusty sword that fell from the sky and found that its surface was still cold, without any heat from the alien fire.

He shook his head and prepared to put it into the ring and think about it later.

But just as he was receiving the ring, Feng Ge's finger accidentally crossed the tip of the sword. The seemingly rough tip was surprisingly sharp. Even the body that had been perfectly tempered by the ancient dragon's essence and blood was easily cut like tofu.

It was cut open, and a little bit of blood fell onto the rusty sword.

In an instant, an extremely bright fiery red light was so strong that it illuminated the secret room as bright as day. The strong light even penetrated the secret room and even the Mittel family, shining brightly throughout the imperial capital.

On the top of Yunlan, an old man wearing a white robe with white beard and hair looked at the bright light and murmured to himself.

"That direction seems to be the headquarters of the Mittel family. With such a strange sight, there must be some strange treasure."

"Haha, so what if there is a rare treasure? Does the great elder still dare to go and rob it? Let me remind you, according to the sect leader and Master Furukawa, the Miter family now has two more fighting emperors and one fighting emperor.

Zong!"

Another old man also wearing a white robe said in a deep voice.

"There is no need to remind the second elder, I naturally know it! With this kind of strength, even our Yunlan Sect cannot match them. If they want to unify the Gama Empire, our Yunlan Sect may only be able to compete with them by uniting with the royal family."

"Thinking about it this way, this kind of strange phenomenon may not necessarily be the appearance of a strange treasure, but it may also be caused by the breakthrough of the strong man from the Douzong."

……

In the imperial city located in the center of the city, on a high tower with a view that can see the entire city, an old man in a linen robe stood silently, looking at the beam of light that shot straight into the sky in the distance. There was so much on Gujing Wubo's face.

Show some dignity.

"The Miter family, I wonder what their ambitions are? If they really want to annex the Jiama Empire, our royal family can only resist its offensive by forming an alliance with the Yunlan Sect."

……

The Nalan family and other large and small families in the imperial capital also looked at the light beam soaring into the sky. Although they coveted it, they did not dare to take any action. The fate of the Mu family was clearly visible in front of their eyes.

At the same time, the old man who had previously sold Fengge the bronze sword was in a corner, feeling the familiar scent flashing through the light beam, and smiled slightly on his withered old face: "I really let this kid do it, the ancient times

Things..."

In the secret room, Feng Ge narrowed his eyes and looked away from the light source, but his mind was always focused on it.

The strong light flickered for nearly a quarter of an hour before gradually disappearing.

Looking at the small sword again, I saw that the small sword that was originally only one inch in size suddenly transformed into an extremely huge giant sword. The sword body was three inches wide and three feet long. When it stood up, it was half as tall as Feng Ge.

The ground is suspended in mid-air.

The surface of the pitch-black giant sword is painted with a series of vague and strange lines. The lines reach the hilt and cover almost all parts of the sword body. The green patina that was previously stained on it is also scattered, and combined with the simple black color,

Quite mysterious.

Unable to bear his curiosity, Feng Ge carefully stretched out a hand and gently touched the blade of the giant sword. Suddenly a trace of black light flashed on it, and then countless text messages flowed in from the connection between the two.

Off his head.

After a while, when the information flow was completely absorbed by him, Feng Ge slowly opened his eyes, exhaled, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant.

With a gentle wave of his big hand, the giant sword suspended in mid-air suddenly fell into his palm. The moment he held it, his whole body sank suddenly. The fighting spirit that originally flowed extremely smoothly suddenly became

Block up.

"This sword is so heavy!"

Feng Ge's pupils shrank slightly. Needless to say, his physical strength was, in some respects, even more tyrannical than the strong men of Douzong. But even so, this sword could still suppress his fighting spirit.

What is different from other giant swords is that the average person who uses a giant sword basically uses its tyrannical power to fight against the enemy. It has no edge or edge, with the idea of ​​defeating all means with one force.

This giant sword is not like that. Not only is it extremely heavy, but it also has a sharp edge that can cut iron like mud and break hair.

"Huh, it is indeed the sword of the ancient fighting saint. Although most of its spirituality has disappeared, its power is still extremely powerful. It suits me just right."

That's right, this copper sword is the sword of an ancient fighting saint, who unfortunately died while fighting a natural disaster.

At the last moment of his life, the Fighting Saint injected the sword fighting skills he was proud of all his life into the giant sword, threw it away from the natural disaster, and then faced death calmly.

That giant sword also almost completely lost its spirituality due to natural disasters, so it took on the appearance of a rusty small sword like before.

If Feng Ge's blood energy wasn't strong enough, this giant sword might have become a dusty pearl!

As for Feng Ge, since he was tempered by the blood of the ancient dragon, those long swords always felt too light and lacked a sense of feeling. And this giant sword came at the right time, and he finally didn't have to swing it hard.

Use your fists to resist other people's weapons.

After waving a few times, a sore feeling appeared in his arm. Feng Ge couldn't help but smack his lips: "We still need to strengthen our training and be able to wave like an arm as soon as possible to minimize the disadvantages of suppressing fighting spirit!"

A large number of strange metals were selected from the Na Ring, and they were all thrown into the strange fire to be roasted, and they were fired with all their strength. After a while, the metal gradually melted into a pool of liquid, and then the soul power stretched into the strange fire and turned into a pair of invisible hands.

Shaping the molten metal.

Not long after, a slightly rough scabbard was completed, and then Feng Ge inserted the giant sword into the scabbard and carried it on his back as part of his training.

And the patina scattered on the ground, Feng Ge is not wasted. After all, it can resist the burning of the strange fire, so it is not an ordinary product. In the future, when more strange fires are integrated, we can try it again.

As for the black iron token, Feng Ge did not take it out, because the current exploration is useless, and the key to the secret realm will only react when it is close to the secret realm.
Chapter completed!