Beast Master Xuannv

After a while, the diamond grass was burned into black ashes. The diamond grass is afraid of heat and cannot withstand fire, so it burns immediately when it comes into contact with fire. Que Ye raised his eyebrows. It turned out to be pirated diamonds. Why did he think even grass was so precious?

Well, these days, there are so many pirated things..."

In comparison, the phantom heart is much more resistant to burning, but no matter how stubborn the stone is, Que Ye has to round it off.

After three sticks of incense, the phantom heart began to change. The golden light dissipated, and a faint fluorescence appeared. The warm and jade-like feeling was replaced by a cold and cold feeling.

Que Ye was stunned. It was a bit strange. How could he get colder as he was burned by the fire? Counterattack? He looked at Shuo Mu, seeking knowledge and solutions.

Shuo Mu closed his eyes and leaned against the tree trunk. He fanned the Kongming fan slowly and extravagantly in his white and tender hands. The little fan looked as leisurely as he wanted.

"It means your sword nature is cold."

Que Ye smiled: "Then this is a tailor-made sword? But how can this phantom heart become a sword?"

Old God Shuomu said: "This is the key point. The ashes of the diamond grass and the phantom heart are combined."

Que Ye followed his words and tilted the black ashes in his left hand towards the Phantom Heart. The ashes were instantly absorbed by the Phantom Heart. The faint cold air was restrained and contained within, and the warm touch was restored.

Que Ye: "What to do next?"

Shuo Mu: "Inject the true energy into it, God of the Underworld, and say with me: 'The five qi return to the origin, and the heavenly origin is a trace..."

Que Ye poured in his true energy and recited the mantra, staring directly at the phantom heart in his hand.

After reciting the mantra once, the phantom heart immediately emitted a green divine light, slowly growing from both ends.

Not long after, a green long sword took shape under Que Ye's hands, and the divine light almost blinded someone...

Heart becomes a sword---A great god is a great god, he can think of such a ridiculous and creative thing...

There was a ripple in Shuo Mu's heart. This sword...

"I know what you want to ask now. This is a phantom sword, not a real sword, but the power it can exert is almost the same. The sword you have now is based on your own situation. It is formed into a condensed form. It is the best choice among thousands.

I can’t choose the best sword.”

Que Ye raised his eyebrows in understanding.

Her little porcelain white hands stroked this tangible and azure sword, and she felt strangely familiar and at ease in her heart, as if this sword was a part of her life, and she felt a sense of joy now that she had found it.

The hilt of the sword is very special. It has a spiral claw and curved corners. The sword body is three inches wide. The tip of the sword is not a convex sharp corner, but a concave half-moon arc. The two sword tips seem to be inlaid.

A new moon.

The blade of the sword is crystal clear and looks like thousand-year-old ice. It is densely carved with obscure and incomprehensible square characters. If you think about it carefully, it seems to be very similar to the runes on the box when Ling Qiuyu gave her the bracelet!

Whoosh---

Que Ye's mind moved, and he swung his sword in a few moves. The azure light flashed, and his energy moved in the clouds. He made every move with his hands, and a whistling sound was heard in the air, like the neighing of a night owl.

Stopping and stroking the sword, "Good sword, this sword is called..."

"Chaos Yuan Sword." Shuo Mu suddenly spoke, with a flash of light in his eyes, "This is fate..."

This is fate...

Que Ye frowned: "What fate? My destiny is in my own hands!"

Shuo Mu shook his head: "This is destiny, and we can't escape."

Que Ye clenched his fist, "What exactly are you going to say?"

No one answered for a long time, and the void was extremely quiet.