Chapter 697 Magic attribute
If there are eight gears, then it is a god-level treasure, which has not yet appeared in this continent. However, there are obviously eight gears, but after Bei Tinghuang is connected to the consciousness of lore, it can only open four gears. What's going on?
Ordinary spiritual weapon recognizes its owner, as long as the blood drips on the spiritual weapon, it doesn't matter where it is, but Yanye took her hand and dripped it in the small nest.
In the top VIP room, apart from the beautiful maids, there are only Dongfang Jiao and Beitingjing. Even if they betrayed themselves, it is impossible for these two people to betray Beitinghuang. As for the beautiful maids, it was obvious that Yanye was very confident in controlling them.
After receiving the lore from Bei Tinghuang's hand, after flashing light for an instant, the long sword returned to its original simple and inconspicuous appearance. Yan Ye's jade-like boneless hand caressed the blade of the long sword, and the look in his eyes flashed heavy , became relieved again, as if reuniting with a friend who hadn't seen him for many years.
"Now on this continent, no matter how powerful a craftsman is, he can only forge gears with light attributes, and this long sword was handed down thousands of years ago, and it was made by a special craftsman. The four gears in this row are the magic attributes, which are bloodthirsty, poison attack, **** killing, and confusion! And this long sword, the real attribute, Huang'er should be able to feel it!"
"Magic power? Demonic energy?" Dongfang Jiao was born in one of the four great spiritual master families, so he naturally knows a little bit more about some legends on this continent. He asked Yan Ye in disbelief, "So, the magical energy is also real Is it true? There used to be spiritual practitioners and demon practitioners in this continent?"
Bei Tinghuang and Dongfang Ao couldn't help looking at Yan Ye with questioning eyes. He came out of Yan City. It is said that he has been to the swamp holy land. It is said that he could not become a **** because of lack of energy. Are these true? ?
Bei Tinghuang has an intuition that if Yan Ye can't answer this question, no one in this continent will be able to answer it anymore. After all, up to now, it is her teacher, Dean Nanling, who has been stuck at the peak of the Lingzong for decades, but has not made any progress.
Yan Ye raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, then nodded and said, "Yes, you can imagine for yourselves, what would it be like if there was only light and no darkness in this world? Magical power, but between the heaven and the earth, aura and demonic energy co-exist. Later, due to various reasons, the source of the magic disappeared, and the demonic energy was exhausted. It has been passed down for thousands of years, and there is no trace of the magical energy in the blood of human beings.
"It's true, it turned out to be true!" Dongfang Ao lost his mind, almost insane, with a look of despair on his face, Bei Tinghuang patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, listen to him!"
Yan Ye glanced at Bei Tinghuang appreciatively, she was really smart and calm. He smiled slightly, stretched out his white jade-like hand, flicked his fingers in front of the two of them, a cluster of black flames jumped between his fingers, and the temperature in the whole room instantly dropped, looking at this cluster of black flames The flame that could devour everything seemed to start to freeze in the depths of everyone's souls, and was frozen.
"Demon, Demon Flame?" Dongfang Jiao stepped back abruptly, his shocking eyes were filled with horror, and there was also a glimmer of hope, "How could it be? You are a Demon Cultivator?"
(end of this chapter)