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"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby, mother oh no, father's hands gently rock you, the cradle rocks you, sleep quickly and peacefully"
Luo Yun desperately mobilized his soul power, while humming "Lullaby" to appease the spirit in the flying sword, his soul power was being consumed rapidly.
"Not good, the soul power is not enough!"
"Hell map!"
Luo Yun freed one hand, threw out the map of hell, absorbed a lot of soul-life ideas from it, and replenished it.
"Well¡¡"
The 'Sword Spirit' in baby form stretched in a daze.
It was just an inconspicuous little move, but it made Luo Yun grit his teeth and almost collapsed.
A dark purple air flow surged up and down his whole body, input it into the flying sword, and carefully controlled the 'sword spirit'.
As a weapon spirit, sword spirit and flying sword can be equated. Once subdued, it can be imagined that it will become Luo Yun's strongest trump card!
As soon as the flying sword is released, the gods can kill!
Although the wood god puppet is powerful, its concealment and explosive power are not as good as the flying sword. Both consume a lot of energy. Luo Yun must improve his soul power as soon as possible.
I do not know how long it has been.
When Luo Yun was about to faint, he finally completely controlled the sword spirit and became its master, heart to heart, soul to soul.
If Luo Yun dies, the sword spirit will die immediately.
If the sword spirit died, Luo Yun's soul would be wounded.
However, before Luo Yun could be happy, the sword spirit took the flying sword and turned into a stream of snow-white light, penetrated between his eyebrows, and disappeared.
"Um?"
"What what's going on?!"
Luo Yun was taken aback, and touched his head indiscriminately, but found nothing except his handsome head.
"How is this going?"
"I clearly control the sword spirit, why can't I summon it?"
"My master, is it a fake?"
Dragging his exhausted brain, Luo Yun hurriedly used the search function of the Tianting Library to search.
It turned out that although he became the master of Feijian, his soul power was too low to command Feijian. Just like a parent who is weaker than a baby, can they control this baby?
"Depend on!"
"It's too cheating!"
Luo Yun was so angry that he cursed, his brain was dizzy, and he quickly sat down cross-legged.
"However, when my life is in danger, Feijian will definitely come out to protect the Lord automatically!"
"After all, I am its owner. If I die, he will be gone."
"According to the information, if you want to order a low-grade immortal weapon, you need at least the cultivation base of the golden core stage. Even if you want to use it initially, you must first open up the purple mansion and transform the soul into a 'divine soul'"
Very flying sword body protector.
Luo Yun soon fell into a deep sleep.
Deep sleep is a way to restore soul power. Hell map's thoughts of soul life have been exhausted. He has no other way to restore soul power at present, but can only rely on sleep.
I have to say, with a low-grade fairy body protection, I slept soundly!
Don't worry about anything!
Even if several god-level powerhouses join forces to kill them, they will only be courting death!
The next evening.
"Hoo"
"This sleep, I slept so well!"
Luo Yun stretched his waist, wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and woke up.
"Since practicing cultivation, I have rarely slept so peacefully."
Some interior decoration.
The flying sword was suspended in the gray brain.
Soul power also recovered 80%.
"Try Feijian's automatic master protection function."
"Eighteen layers of hell!"
"The Nether King!"
"now!"
Come to the small Sumeru house.
Luo Yun's mind was moved, and he visualized the resident of the fourth level of hell-the Nether King in his mind!
soon.
The surrounding environment began to change and distort.
The rustling whispers of ghosts and gods rang in my ears.
A three-meter-high pitch-black ghost king, holding a pitch-black spear and staring at two big pale pupils, emerged from the ground, staring straight at Luo Yun.
"Shua!"
Come on with a spear!
Eighteen illusions appeared in front of Luo Yun's eyes!
Lin Xiyan, Ouyang Ce, Xu Qinghe, and Ye Qingshan all had entanglements with him.? characters, appear on stage in turn, and talk to him.
Just when this spear of mourning was about to penetrate his soul!
A ray of snow-white sword light bloomed from the center of Luo Yun's eyebrows, shining brightly and shining in all directions!
Only one sword light!
Not even the blade appeared!
Slashing out with a sword, directly cut the Nether King into two pieces, roaring angrily, and exploded into soul-living thoughts one by one!
"A low-grade fairy weapon, it is really powerful"
"The Nether King, who is enough to confuse a Taoist master, can't even hold a sword, just like cutting tofu!"
"If it was outside, half the house would be gone."
Luo Yun was amazed in his heart.
It's hard to imagine how terrifying it will be when I have 100% control over this flying sword?
"But this Nether King, I have to fight myself later."
"The ghost kings in the hell map cannot be killed with the help of foreign objects. They must be killed by themselves in order to control them."
Afterwards, he absorbed the thoughts that had erupted from King Nether, and regained a little soul power.
"What's the best name for this flying sword?"
Luo Yun thought about it.
"Its color is snow white."
"The sword light is dazzling, making people ecstatic."
"Just take a 'Zuixue'."
Luo Yun didn't bother with this kind of thing either, the name is just a symbol.
"Next, it's time to consider the foundation building pill and breathing method."
"Which god is better to fool?"
Luo Yun flipped through the WeChat address book.
at this time!
Xiaolongnv suddenly sent a call invitation!
"Um?"
Luo Yun quickly adjusted his hairstyle and clicked to accept.
The surrounding scenery changed, and after many days, he came to the school hall again.
"Luoyuan Shangxian!"
Xiaolongnv's melodious voice sounded behind her.
"Xiao Qiong, why are you always hiding behind my back"
Luo Yun turned around with a wry smile.
Then, he froze.
Empress Poseidon, Ao Jiuyou, Ao Bing, Xiaolongnu, all of them are here, looking at him with different expressions.
In addition, there is an old scholar in his fifties, with a turtle shell on his back and glasses, who seems to be a member of the turtle clan.
"Well¡¡"
"My lady, the second princess, the third prince, and the prime minister."
Luo Yun saluted one by one.
Ao Jiuyou wore a Mo Xie long dress, with bloody hands, and the corners of his lips were indifferent, "Xiao Qiong? Huh, you are really intimate. I am afraid that after a while, you will become my son-in-law of the Dragon Palace, right?"
"Second sister, what are you talking about!"
Xiao Longnv ran over and pulled Ao Jiuyou behind, "I made Luo Yuan Shangxian call me that!"
"Four princesses!"
"Since ancient times, the elders and the younger have been orderly, and the monarch and his ministers are different. How can it be rude?"
The old turtle man standing next to the Poseidon Empress saluted slowly and said in a serious manner.
His eyes fell on Luo Yun, with a trace of disdain, "If you are rude, you will not stand up. The Dragon Palace in the East China Sea is solemn and sacred. It is a land of ritual and music. I hope Mr. Luo will respect himself."
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Luo Yun was dumbfounded.
He just came here and has no idea what's going on.
Ao Bing kept giving him winks, as if the situation was not going well.
"Who are you?"
Luo Yun gave a little courtesy to the old turtle man.
"Under Gui Gongming, the new Grand Tutor of the Dragon Palace, personally taught by the prince!" (Remember the website address of this site: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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