Two minutes later, Su Jinyue finally covered the Mo Xie Jian with all his blood, treated the wound briefly, and then quietly observed the changes of the Mo Xie Jian.

However, five minutes passed, and Mo Xie Sword did not move at all. On the contrary, Mo Xie Sword, which was originally surrounded by purple air, was dim and dull at this moment.

Seeing this, Su Jinyue frowned and asked Zi Mo with her eyes: Could this trick be of no use?

Zi Mo also found it a little strange. Logically speaking, it only takes the blood of the owner? Why, after so long, there is no reaction at all?

The more Zi Mo thought about it, the more strange he felt, so he walked forward and reached out to hold the Mo Xie sword.

Just when he touched the hilt of the Mo Xie Sword, the red light suddenly shone brightly around the Mo Xie Sword, completely different from the purple aura just now. At this moment, the red light around the Mo Xie Sword was filled with a powerful aura, as if the demon who had been resentful for a long time, surrounded by the hostility of the whole body, with the momentum of destroying the world!

The little divine dragon around Moye Sword was not affected much because it was an ancient divine beast, but was only shaken away. The Xiaoyue Silver Wolf and the Fire Spirit Bird were not good. These two beasts were not as powerful as the little divine dragon. So they were not only shaken away, but also suffered severe internal injuries due to the influence of this anger.

Su Jinyue was also affected by this anger and took a few steps to stabilize her body. Only Zi Mo was still standing there motionless, but he was standing outside the red light around Mo Xie Jian.

"Zi Mo, what's going on? What's the red light around him?" Shouldn't it be Zi Guang?

Why does a red light appear?

Red light...

Somehow, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly appeared in Su Jinyue's mind, but in just one moment, the red eyes disappeared, and Su Jinyue couldn't even see him clearly.

"Master, it's over, Mo Xie Sword..." Zi Mo's voice was filled with shock.

Moye Sword...

How could it be?

"What's wrong with Mo Xie Sword?" Su Jinyue was a little worried. Don't tell her that this Mo Xie Sword is fake!

"Master, this Moye Sword is not the real Moye Sword. This is only half of the Moye Sword, it is a magic sword!" Zi Mo still didn't understand why the Moye Sword turned into this.

Although Mo Ye Sword is an ancient artifact, it is a god and demon sword!

Only people with gods and demons can control him!

Gods, Demons, Gods and Demons are naturally composed of top-level magic swords and top-level magic swords. However, in theory, this Moye sword is the supreme emperor of Ten Thousand Swords. How could it become a magic sword? Without the aura of a magic sword?

"What? Is it a magic sword? Isn't he a magic weapon?" Su Jinyue was also a little surprised, her beautiful eyes full of confusion.

"Although Moye Sword is nominally a magical weapon, to be more precise, it is a magical sword, a combination of a magical sword and a magical sword, so he is not a pure magical weapon, but why is his body full of resentment? This is what I don't understand." Zi Mo explained patiently.

"Divine Sword?" What's that thing? Su Jinyue slowly chewed these three words.

"Master, the current Moye Sword is too harsh. Why don't you try it? Master, can you communicate with Moye Sword with your mental power? Then let him settle down, otherwise I'm afraid something will happen later." Although he was not afraid, he was afraid that the space would be messy and he was too lazy to clean up.

"Ah? I'm going to try it? I can try it if I can subdue him and let him settle down?" Su Jinyue pointed at herself in disbelief.

"Well, there is only this method at present. Otherwise, even a small dragon with the bloodline of the ancient dragon would not last half an hour and would die of blood in seven orifices! Not to mention the other two beasts, at most two quarters of an hour, they would be finished!" Zi Mo said Feng Qingyun Dan.

"..." Can you stop being so calm? Those are three human lives, no, three beast lives!

"What will happen to me?" Zi Mo is the spirit of this space. If his life is threatened, he will definitely throw this Mo Xie sword out, so there is no need to worry about whether he will be in trouble.

"Master, you are the master of Mo Xie Sword, nothing will happen." Zi Mo's tone was still faint, and there was no sign of worry.

"So magical?" Su Jinyue looked at Zi Mo in surprise.

"Then what should I do now?" Since she doesn't have anything to do, she doesn't have to worry about any internal injuries she will suffer during the communication later.

"Use your mental power to communicate with Mo Xie Jian's spiritual consciousness. Do you still need to say such a simple question?" Zi Mo glanced at Su Jinyue with contempt.

"..." Su Jinyue touched her nose awkwardly.

She now knows that these things related to her are either to use blood or to use mental power. If the blood doesn't work, use mental power. If the mental power doesn't work, use blood. Anyway, the two are used interchangeably.

Suddenly, ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past...

This life is impossible to pass, and it will take many twists and turns to find a handy weapon. It is really...

In the end, there was no way, and Su Jinyue slowly walked towards Mo Xie Jian.

The closer you get to the Moye Sword, the more shocked Su Jinyue is. The power of this Moye Sword is so powerful!

After approaching Mo Xie Sword, Su Jinyue reached out and slowly held the hilt of the Mo Xie Sword. Her powerful mental power slowly passed from her hand to the hilt of the Mo Xie Sword, reaching the place where the sword spirit of the Mo Xie Sword is located.

However, after Su Jinyue's mental power entered the sword spirit of Mo Xie Sword, the scene she saw made her feel a little stunned.

I saw that all around were surrounded by red light, and there was a white light ball in the center of the red light, which was particularly conspicuous.

Su Jinyue guessed: That should be the sword spirit of Mo Xie Sword?

"Who are you? This breath... are you, master?" A young male voice came from the white light ball.

"Mo Xie Sword? Are you the sword spirit?" Su Jinyue felt that her problem was a bit idiotic.

Who else can speak in this Moye Sword besides the sword spirit of this Moye Sword?

"Master, I am Moye, is there anything wrong?" Xiao Moye's voice was puzzled.

"Mo Xie, you are very angry all over your body now. Can you... Uh, restrain your anger a little!" Su Jinyue felt a little speechless when she saw that Mo Xiejian didn't seem to know his current situation.

"Resistance? Master, because this Moye Sword is now a magic sword, it is normal for me to be strong all over my body. I can restrain my anger, but I can only maintain it for three years. During these three years, the Moye Sword will not overflow from my anger, but he will secretly absorb the anger. After three years, the anger of the Moye Sword will become more serious. At that time, the Moye Sword will become a more powerful demon sword. Even when his anger reappears, it is very likely to cause disaster for the creatures." Moye Sword's voice also brought a little sadness.
Chapter completed!