Soul Devouring Sword Master

If he hadn't noticed the abnormality with his spiritual power, Lin Xiao wouldn't have been able to come over just with his sword intention.

Staring at the sword, Lin Xiao exuded sword intent and wanted to communicate with it, but there was no response. It seemed that the sword was a dead sword, with only an empty shell left.

But the spiritual power was clearly being sensed, which told him that this sword was by no means as simple as it appeared on the surface, and that there was something inside it.

After circling the sword several times, Lin Xiao found nothing special, so he walked up to the sword and placed one hand on it.

Immediately afterwards, his spiritual power poured into his Zheng

"What a strong resentment!"

As soon as the spiritual power entered it, Lin Xiao couldn't help but frown. A very strong resentment filled the sword, and he seemed to be able to hear some sounds vaguely.

"Damn it, why should I die!"

"I'm not convinced, I'm not willing to accept it..."

The roaring sound echoed, and Lin Xiao was about to try to go deep into it. Suddenly, a pair of blood-red eyes appeared in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, staring at him.

boom!

Lin Xiao's heart trembled, his mental power instantly shattered, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he took several steps back.

"What a strong resentment!"

Lin Xiao couldn't help but click his tongue, his palms were sweating, and his heart was still frightened.

The resentment was so strong that it even seemed to be materializing. Those blood-red eyes were the condensed resentment. Fortunately, he didn't go too deep, otherwise his spirit might be severely damaged.

But this also shows that this sword is indeed not simple. After many years, the owner's residual resentment has become so powerful. This shows how strong this person was in his life, and he does not need a sword.

"It seems that the owner of the sword was too resentful before his death, which suppressed the sword intention in it, making it impossible to escape, so it cannot be sensed from the outside at all."

Lin Xiao thought in his heart.

With such strong resentment, the sword intent suppressed must be very strong, which is exactly what Lin Xiao needs.

"If you want to understand the meaning of the sword, you must first get rid of the resentment."

Lin Xiao thought.

The next moment, he sat cross-legged, and the devouring vortex appeared in his left hand. The devouring power enveloped the sword and began to swallow and refine the resentment in it.

Although the resentment in the sword is strong, it has a fatal flaw, that is, it has no intelligence and cannot change.

Lin Xiao could completely use the Spirit-Swallowing Sword to attack from the outside first, swallowing up the resentment bit by bit, and then gradually go deeper, and finally eliminate the resentment completely.

At that time, he will be able to understand the meaning of the sword.

Soon, as time went by, more and more grievances were extracted by Lin Xiao and then refined. The grievances he swallowed were also controlled within the range that could be suppressed.

There are a lot of grievances, and Lin Xiao's speed is not very fast, but it is very stable. As long as there is enough time, he can get rid of it sooner or later.

Soon, as soon as it passed, Lin Xiao was still sitting in front of the sword swallowing his resentment.

While devouring, Lin Xiao was also using his sword to protect his mind. Otherwise, over time, he would probably be affected by resentment.

"What is this guy doing? This sword looks like a useless sword at first glance. It has no sword intention at all. How can you understand it like a bird!"

At this time, several demons came over, carrying long swords on their backs. They were all sword cultivators.

"Who knows, there must be something wrong with this guy's head. Any sword he can find is stronger than this one. He is really a talent!"

"Is it possible that there is something else going on inside?"

"Come on, the sword has no intention at all. It's obviously completely damaged internally. This guy either has a brain problem or is pretending to be a ghost. Let's ignore him and find other swords!"

After scoffing twice, several demons left.

Continuously, many people passed by here. Some people, after studying other swords, felt that they were no longer useful and would look for other swords.

Many people noticed Lin Xiao, but all of them responded with cynicism. This sword, which everyone chose to ignore, had no value at all. However, Lin Xiao sat here for a few days. It was really valuable. Stupid enough.

Lin Xiao, on the other hand, was as steady as a mountain, motionless, as if he had forgotten both things and me.

"Almost, half of the resentment has been eliminated!"

Lin Xiao calmed down and continued to devour and refine.

After three.

After swallowing up the last bit of resentment.

Buzz!

A sword cry rushed up, as if it was a roar that had been suppressed for too long. The long sword that had been silent for a long time suddenly trembled. Immediately, a fierce and unparalleled sword intent emitted, sweeping across all directions.

"what happened!"

"Such a strong sword intent, it must be at the level of breaking the Dao. Where is it?"

"This sword intent is so overbearing..."

For a time, many people around were awakened, and many people who were meditating suddenly opened their eyes and looked in the direction where the sword intent was emanating.

There are some talented experts among them, including the White Ape Sword Cultivator.

At this time, Lin Xiao, who was at the center of the sword intention, gave a wry smile.

He also didn't expect that the sword intention in this sword was so strong and domineering. As soon as the resentment was eliminated, it was like a beast out of the cage roaring wildly. Such a loud movement even startled him, and he quickly blocked it with Qi.

But obviously, such a big movement will definitely attract many people, especially some swordsman masters.

"Alas, it seems that action is inevitable!"

Lin Xiao sighed slightly, but did not panic at all. Instead, he stood up slowly and moved his stiff body. A crackling sound like fried beans came from his body.

Soon, the sword intent that exploded gradually subsided and returned to the sword, but at this time, there were figures coming this way.