Overriding the Heaven Chapter 1732: The incidental ability of death language

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It seems to sing and whisper, but it is whispers from the dead.

Anyone who hears this whisper will make their hair stand up in fright.

Moreover, the gloom and coldness penetrated the flesh and bones, reaching the bone marrow, as if even the human soul would be hooked away and frozen.

"This...sword...current...realm...only...you...can...control..."

Behind the gates of hell, the evaluation came from that person.

Chu Yan's blood is not only vigorous, but also fierce.

Only in this way can we suppress the death breath that can bring this sword.

Chu Yan's eyes condensed, and he raised his hand to grasp.

Hoop!

This scratch, as if to tear off the white light in front of you, like a big screen.

The light condensed sharply in Chu Yan's palm.

The long sword with a wide palm flew out immediately and was grasped by Chu Yan.

Cold!

Chu Yan's first feeling was extremely cold!

For a while, he was so cold that he couldn't speak, and his thinking seemed to be frozen.

But the next moment, the powerful blood, like a melting ice sun, will force the chill back in an instant.

However, the long sword didn't seem to dare to believe it, buzzing and shaking, with white frost on the surface, and wanted to counterattack.

"It's grievance against...your...is very heavy..."

"That's natural. I killed him and drew his spine to refine the magic weapon. Not hating me will make me feel strange." Chu Yan sneered, "If this is the case, then I will sacrifice you completely. Finished, Heaven Punishment!"

The light in his right hand was shining, and Chu Yan grasped the hilt of the sword, blood qi in his body surged like a big river.

The long sword kept trembling in Chu Yan's hands, struggling to get rid of his shackles.

But the suppression of Tianxing is simply not something it can resist.

After a while, the long sword could not move.

At the same time, Chu Yan felt that there was a feeling of blood connection between him and the long sword.

"It's done." Feeling the long sword's surrender, Chu Yan nodded secretly, only then began to carefully look at this magic weapon that he had made by himself.

"A Tier Eight Spirit Tool." Chu Yan swept away his consciousness and made a judgment.

The magic weapon of this rank is definitely the kind of magic weapon that the average Tianxingjing monk can dream of.

However, Chu Yan has Zhanyan, Heavenly Punishment, and the mysterious mirror moon. In comparison, the eighth-order spiritual weapon is slightly inferior.

But Chu Yan was not worried or disgusted.

Because the current long sword, in his eyes, is just as complete as its rank.

The remaining 20% ​​still needs some special materials, which can be integrated and built.

Wait until the missing materials are integrated, and it will be completely completed by then, Chu Yan believes that even if this long sword can't be upgraded to a ninth-order spiritual weapon, it will definitely be no problem in half a step.

As for the probability of reaching the ninth rank, Chu Yan estimated that it would be 90% to be conservative.

In fact, although the missing pieces of material are relatively rare, Chu Yan does have them.

It's just not on him right now.

To be precise, the required materials are currently stored in a treasure house in the monsoon pond.

At this time, the long sword was refined, and Chu Yan's next plan was to gather the treasures in these treasure houses.

The reason why Chu Yan did this is not that he currently lacks magic weapons.

The main reason is that a long time has passed since the monsoon pool fell.

Now he and the news of the fall of the three envoys in the water, fire, light and thunder must have been made public.

If this is the case, the group of forces he controls will inevitably fall apart.

Although most of his thirty-two treasury houses are known to him only by himself, there are still five or six treasury houses, like the one that Chu Yan visited before, which are guarded.

Since the monsoon pond is dead, there is a great possibility that those who guard the treasure house will embezzle it.

Now, this treasure house has the surname Chu, so Chu Yan naturally does not want the various treasures in his treasure house to be taken by others.

Especially these people, they are all monks who do no evil.

It just so happened that Chu Yan wanted to promote this newly-forged Spirit Tool Longsword at this time, and he needed a few more materials.

So he planned to collect all these treasure houses first.

As for the remaining unguarded ones, don't worry.

If someone you trust passes by in the future, it doesn't hurt to ask the other person to help.

At this time, Chu Yan was thinking about this matter in his heart, and suddenly intermittent voices came from behind the gate of hell.

"This sword... is called... what..."

"You are quite concerned." Chu Yan chuckled and groaned slightly, and said, "It's just called Death Whisper. The purpose of creating it at the time was not to be able to use the Three Corpse Death Whisper sword to a greater extent. The power of it."

"..."

There was no sound from behind the gates of hell.

In Chu Yan's view, since the other party has no objection, it is tantamount to acquiescence.

So there is no need to worry about this problem.

Chu Yan stretched out **** and stroked them lightly on Death Talk.

The blade of Death Whisper is not as smooth and flat as an ordinary blade.

If you don't look at the hilt of the sword, Death Talk is more like grinding a thick and long spine into the shape of a sword.

Its surface is exactly like a section of the spine.

But it is precisely this that makes this sword even more reckless and wild.

Although it looks like this sword does not have a sharp edge, in fact, this sword is sharper than ordinary spirit weapons.

Chu Yan's spirit infiltrated it, feeling the change in death language after the sacrifice.

Suddenly, he felt a coolness, passing into his meridians through the hilt.

In an instant, the speed of the flow of spiritual energy in his body became slow.

Naturally, this is not to say that Deathyu has done any bad interference to Chu Yan.

This change is a bit similar to a person’s breathing slowing down, or a slowing down of heart rate.

Almost the moment Chu Yan felt this change, a flash of light flashed in his mind.

He immediately used the spell that suppresses the realm, in line with the slow flow of the spiritual energy.

Immediately, His Royal Highness's breath trembled, and then began to descend.

The realm of the second level of the heavenly state of mind, the first level of perfection.

Then continue to fall.

A major achievement in the heavenly state of mind.

Then he fell to the sky and his mind was a little overwhelming.

Chu Yan worked hard.

His breath swayed again, and then he fell a little bit.

Although he didn't fall into the heinous Earth Element Realm, he still stayed in the Heavenly Mind Realm, but at this time he felt that he was not at all a celestial and powerful master.

It's a newly promoted master who just broke through from the Earth Element Realm to the Heaven Mind Realm, the realm has not yet been completely stabilized, and the aura is still flickering.

The difference between the two is different.

After Chu Yan released the sword, his breath suddenly rose up, and his realm suddenly returned to the second level of the heavenly state of mind.

After repeating several times, Chu Yan's eyes suddenly brightened: "This sword actually has this effect!"