Global Demon Transformation

"Be careful!"

With an anxious expression on his face, Yun Kai shouted quickly, his eyes fixed on the red sword, and at the same time he reached out with his right hand and gave it a firm grip.

Controlling metal is the second innate skill endowed to Yunkai by the Golden Lion King, the natal demon spirit.

But at this time, Yun Kai was surprised to find that he could not control the red sword.

Although it can be sensed, this sword seems to have its own consciousness, not only repelling his control, but also an evil breath flowing into his soul sea along with his soul power.

At this moment, Yunkai's body was hot and dry instantly, his blood seemed to be boiling, and he felt like he wanted to leave his body.

In Yunkai's soul sea, the Golden Lion King roared angrily, defeating the evil aura, and the hotness and boiling sensation quickly disappeared.

Facing the uncontrollable right hand and the oncoming red sword, Lin Feng didn't change his face, and acted very calmly, his soul sea was slightly shaken, and the breath of nightmare was released, an aura ten times and a hundred times more evil than the red sword Gone in a flash.

This breath made Dong Yunan and the others tremble slightly, their eyes terrified, and they couldn't help shivering.

The red sword, which was struggling violently in Lin Feng's hands and wanted to fight back, stopped shaking immediately, and let out a sharper cry.

There was panic and fear in the voice.

"The Evil Sword?"

Lin Feng gently stroked the sword body, the red sword trembled slightly in his hand, as if struggling, also as if afraid, trembling.

"Why does it feel familiar? Is it because of this evil and bloody aura, or because it is a weapon of a foreign race."

Lin Feng thought in his heart.

Through the skills of the foreign race and the blood of the foreign race, Lin Feng can be sure that the nightmare has a relationship with the foreign race, and the sword that can make the nightmare so restless and excited is probably also a weapon of the foreign race.

Seeing that Lin Feng seemed to have subdued this ominous sword, Yun Kai and the others were shocked in addition to being incredulous, but they still had lingering fears about the frightening aura that passed away just now.

Only Yue Mingming didn't take it seriously.

Only he knew that the source of the more evil aura just now was not from the red sword, but from Lin Feng.

That was Lin Feng's blood talent.

An enviable talent.

"Brother Feng, do you want to choose this sword?" Yun Kai asked.

In his opinion, this red sword is very dangerous and will bite its master back. Although it looks very honest now, no one knows if it will go crazy one day.

If you go crazy in battle, you will lose your life.

"Don't waste time, go pick your spirit weapon, I have a sense of proportion." Lin Feng said.

Although Yun Kai was still a little worried, he knew that no one could change the decision made by Lin Feng, so he stopped persuading him and began to choose his own spirit weapon.

When everyone was choosing the spiritual weapon, Lin Feng observed the red sword in his hand. The dark red sword had no lines, and could vaguely smell a bloody smell.

"The color and material are not like metal, but like gemstones."

Lin Feng was very interested in this red sword. Although the sword was a little broken and had some gaps on the edge, it was very spiritual.

To a certain extent, spirituality also means the level and power of the spiritual weapon.

The more powerful the spirit weapon, the more spiritual it is,

In addition to spirituality, the aura of this sword is also very terrifying. The evil and bloody aura has the effect of shocking, dizzying, and nauseating people's blood.

In battle, being able to interfere with the enemy is a great advantage.

What moved Lin Feng even more was that this sword had a very similar aura to Nightmare, evil and bloody.

If it can be refined, in the future the nightmare possessed, the breath of the nightmare will not be so eye-catching.

Based on this alone, Lin Feng already had a choice in his heart.

In the dantian, strands of spiritual power surged out, and the blue-purple spiritual power covered the red sword, trying to refine it, but in the face of Lin Feng's power, the red sword began to resist, and from the sword came one after another The red light repelled his spiritual power.

No matter how Lin Feng mobilized his spiritual energy, this force of resistance still existed and he persisted tenaciously.

Lin Feng could feel that if it wasn't for the aura of the nightmare just now, which made the sword a little afraid and fearful, this red energy would not only resist, but might even bite him back.

Lin Feng could feel the red sword's imminent move, suppressed tyranny and killing intent.

"This sword is very afraid of the breath of nightmare, what about the blood?"

A thought flashed in Lin Feng's mind. The index finger of his left hand slid across the edge of the sword, and drops of blood dripped onto the sword. The original resistance was rapidly disappearing.

"Does it really suck blood?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. It was just a guess at first, but he didn't expect it to be true.

I saw that the blood did not drip down the blade, but melted into the blade. The red sword trembled slightly. The original dark red sword emitted a faint red light, and a gap in the original blade began to repair automatically.

Although this repair was very slow and negligible, it was still discovered by Lin Feng.

"Is the refining successful?"

When the blood melted into the long sword, Lin Feng could feel a special connection between himself and the red sword in his hand, and when this connection was formed, he seemed to be able to feel the red sword's impact on his blood. Excitement and desire!

It seems that he likes the smell of his blood very much.

The blade of the sword swam close to his wound.

It seems that I still want to drink!

The sword seemed to have its own consciousness, conveying to Lin Feng the desire to eat, even though Lin Feng ignored it, a few drops of blood flowed out automatically and penetrated into the sword.

"How dare you do that."

A trace of killing intent flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and the nightmare aura was released again. The red sword trembled slightly, and calmed down, not daring to continue sucking blood.

Lin Feng controlled the flow of qi and blood at the wound, and the wound healed quickly.

"It can suck blood, and it can also repair itself by sucking blood. What kind of characteristic is this?"

Lin Feng let go of the red sword, the red sword floated in the void, and did not attack him.

With his right hand spread out, the red sword approached automatically, floating above Lin Feng's palm, behaving a little obediently.

"It seems to be able to integrate into the body?"

Lin Feng had a feeling that he could integrate this sword into his body, but he didn't try.

"It seems that this time I made a lot of money."

Weapons that can be integrated into the body are already the standard for high-level spiritual weapons.

And the high-level spiritual weapon is worth tens of billions.

As for whether the breath of the red sword will affect people's mind, Lin Feng is not worried.

It is nothing compared to the evil breath of the nightmare, it is nothing compared to the big witch.

With the suppression of Nightmare, Lin Feng was not worried that it would backfire.

This time, come to the right!

Lin Feng had already selected the spiritual weapon, and began to help Yun Kai and others choose it.

Seeing that Lin Feng still chose the red sword, Yun Kai and the others frowned slightly, and persuaded them a few more words. Seeing that Lin Feng was indifferent, they had no choice but to give up.

Compared with the red sword chosen by Lin Feng, the spirit weapon chosen by Yun Kai and others seemed quite satisfactory.

Like Lin Feng, Yun Kai also chose a weapon, a dark black iron epee that was two meters long and palm-width.

This epee weighed five hundred catties, giving people a sense of massiness. Under the action, it could actually affect the gravity of the space.

Controlling gravity, this is a very powerful soul power, this heavy sword is indeed extraordinary.

Among the three substitutes, one also took a fancy to it, but he couldn't take it out.

And Dong Xiaomei chose a half-meter-long water-type staff with star patterns all over it and a ninth-grade blue demon crystal inlaid on the top.

Yue Mingming chose a bead, the bead was the size of a normal marble, the whole body was gray, and it looked ugly, but Yue Mingming said that he sensed the power of space.

Compared with other attributes, the power of space is the most difficult to control and the most dangerous, so spirit weapons with space attributes are also the rarest.

Lin Feng observed it just now. In the secret room, there are hundreds of spiritual weapons, none of which is of space attribute.

Although I don't know what kind of spiritual weapon the gray bead is and what effect it has, but as long as it has the attribute of space, it is worth taking a gamble.

As an assassin, Yu Qiao chose a black soft armor that exudes a chill, which matches his attributes. He said that it can also cooperate with the release of the soul skills of the demon spirit, which is very suitable for him.

As for the team's three substitutes, Lin Feng didn't pay too much attention.

"Come out."

An hour passed quickly, and when the bronze door opened, the sound of stepping forward came, and the three substitutes walked through the bronze door first, followed by Yun Kai and others.

"I've chosen everything, so it's time to go..."

Buzheng glanced at the weapons chosen by the crowd, and took another look at Yunkai's epee. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he knew how precious this epee was.

As for the gray beads selected by Yue Mingming, he looked at them for a long time, but he couldn't see anything.

"This kid seems to have changed a lot."

Buzheng glanced at Yue Mingming.

He could clearly feel the changes in Yue Mingming.

Originally in the team of five, Yue Mingming walked last, facing the comments of others, his expression always showed a trace of inferiority and embarrassment.

But now, this inferiority complex and embarrassment have long since disappeared, replaced by self-confidence.

confidence.

It appeared on Yue Mingming's face for the first time.

"Is it the ability or blood talent awakened?"

Although Buzheng didn't know about Yue Mingming's talent, nor did he know about it, but he knew Lin Feng very well. Lin Feng was a smart person, and he would not let a useless person drag the team back for no reason.

As for some people saying that Yue Mingming has a special relationship, it is just nonsense. You must know that even Lin Xiaofei, who is his cousin, cannot join the team.

And Lin Xiaofei refined the eighth-rank demon spirit, and now he is also a warrior at the peak of the fourth rank. Even he doesn't have such treatment. What qualifications does Yue Mingming have?

Unless, he is very special.

It is so special that even if it cannot refine the demon spirit and its strength is not strong, it is still qualified to occupy a main lineup.

But when Lin Feng appeared, Buzheng's words came to an abrupt end. Seeing the dark red long sword, his expression changed slightly, and he asked, "Why did you choose this sword!"

Buzheng didn't expect that he had reminded him that Lin Feng would still choose the weapon on the red shelf.

"This kid, why did the selected exercises and weapons belong to other races!"

Buzheng couldn't help thinking about it, and immediately said in a solemn tone: "This sword is very dangerous, and you can't refine it. I'll give you a minute to enter and change to a spiritual weapon."

Lin Feng: "Dean Bu, I have already refined."

Refined?

Buzheng looked suspicious, and looked at Lin Feng: "With your strength, how can you refine this sword?"

Lin Feng didn't explain, he let go of the red sword with his right hand, and the one-meter-long red sword floated in his palm, and then shuttled around his body.

Lin Feng used the facts to prove that he had indeed refined the evil red sword.

After being silent for a while, Buzheng's eyes were a little complicated.

Back then, he had also entered the Treasure Pavilion, and had seen this evil weapon, so he naturally knew its extraordinary features. Such a spiritual weapon must be a high-level spiritual weapon.

However, the evil and bloody aura made him feel dangerous and he didn't like it.

"Although I don't know how you refined it, let me remind you that this is an evil weapon. I'm afraid you can feel the evil and bloody aura. This is a weapon of a foreign race. The weapons brought back from Shenwu Continent are the weapons of alien emperors."

The Emperor's Weapon!

Lin Feng was slightly taken aback. Although he could guess that this sword was extraordinary, he didn't expect it to have such a background.

"A high-level spiritual weapon?"

Dong Xiaomei's eyes were shocked. The emperor's weapons were at least high-level spiritual weapons, even top-level spiritual weapons.

"The main material of this sword is made of blood god iron, which is rare and precious. It can grow by sucking blood. It is not just an ordinary spiritual weapon. Because of the characteristics of the material, this sword can grow by sucking blood. , and may even transform into an artifact.

At the beginning, in the hands of the alien emperor, it swallowed a lot of blood, and grew from a primary spirit weapon to a semi-divine weapon, but was destroyed by the principal and reduced to an ordinary spirit weapon, but even so, it was still very dangerous, because this The sword not only has spirituality, but also gave birth to its own consciousness, which is the sword spirit.

Buzheng said in a very serious tone: "The owners of this sword in the past are either crazy or killed by this sword. I have seen with my own eyes that the person who used him was injured by this sword. Swallow blood and become a mummy."

The person Buzheng mentioned was his classmate, a talented and talented Super Heaven, who seemed to be recalling the past memories, and Buzheng's face was a little ugly: "And this sword is called Tianzhu!"

Damn!

Hearing the name of this sword, Dong Yunan and the others were startled, the name is too scary.

Seeing that Lin Feng was indifferent and didn't react much, Buzheng frowned slightly, and continued: "Just like the name of this sword, whoever uses it, no matter how strong or talented they are, will be punished by heaven."

"Brother Feng, why don't you change your weapon."

Yun Kai persuaded, this sword is indeed very special and precious, but it is too evil, it will swallow the blood it owns, it is too dangerous!

"Dean Bu, I have decided."

Lin Feng shook his head, his eyes were firm, unmoved.

Scourge?

There was a nightmare inside him.

Nightmare and Scourge, aren't they just a couple?