Leng Fei looked serious and felt awe-inspiring in his heart. He slowly said, "Sword Refining?"

"Haha..." The old man changed his usual calmness, with a bright smile on his face, smiling like a child: "I have been waiting for too long, and I have been waiting for too long. The sky will pay off for those who are interested!"

He looked at the silver sword in his hand pamperedly and gently stroked it, as if he was loved: "It's finally going to be refined, don't worry, don't worry."

He seemed to be talking to the woman he loved.

Leng Fei frowned and said, "Did you come to refine the sword? Not to Jingshen Palace?"

"It's not to find a soul like you, why should I take on such a boring errand?" The old man looked up at Leng Fei, his eyes lit up: "It's a pity that your soul is too rare. I wait and wait, and wait, the little baby will also follow me to endure hard. I am disappointed again and again, and I am about to despair. Unexpectedly, you will appear before despair!"

He suddenly laughed.

Leng Fei said in a deep voice: "Can your sword become spiritual and powerful by putting my soul into the sword?"

"Boy is indeed a little good at Taoism." The old man nodded and said, "I know a little about spiritual refining."

Leng Fei said: "Do you gods all practice swords like this?"

"Haha..." the old man smiled.

Leng Fei shook his head: "It seems that you are the only one. You are evil magic, forbidden magic, and you are despised by the gods, right?"

"Boy, you are indeed smart." The old man said with a smile: "It is worthy of being a strong soul and amazing understanding."

Leng Fei said: "You feel that you are alone in this world, so no one can cure you!"

"Haha..." The old man smiled again and nodded, "Boy, being too smart is not a good thing. If you know too much, then just die!"

After saying that, he suddenly shook his hand.

The silver light flashed, and it instantly reached Leng Fei's chest.

Its speed exceeded the human eye's capture, as if it could cross the void.

The purple light of the thunder seal flashed, and then the light flew into my mind. The sky and the earth suddenly became quiet. The originally extraordinary silver light appeared on its silver body and came slowly.

Leng Fei's golden light hit the silver sword, causing him to tremble and continue to stab.

The eighth-level spirit-slashing magic sword was used, but the silver sword was still pricked.

Leng Fei activates the mind method of the gods, uses the internal force of the Changchun magic skill to activate the mind method of the gods, and then reaches out and presses the silver sword.

The extremely powerful force came from the sword body, as if to blow him up.

Leng Fei kept wrapping with the power of Changchun magic skill and constantly resolving this powerful and powerful force.

At the same time, he stared at it with his eyes, used his divine eyes to intimidate the magical technique, trying to find its spirituality and tame it.

A faint trace of spirituality was seen by Leng Fei, as weak as a baby, as a ignorant look, as if it was innocent and untainted by the world.

Leng Fei was overjoyed and kept using his divine eyes and magical techniques, constantly wrapping with a warm breath.

The Changchun magic skill and the divine eye terrorism are used at the same time. The warm internal force and warm spiritual power are wrapped around the silver sword at the same time, making it seem like it was born in the arms of a mother, feeling warmth and nourishment.

The restlessness of the Silver Sword slowly stopped, and Leng Fei could grasp it steadily.

The world suddenly accelerated.

The old man stared at Leng Fei tightly, as if he was irreconcilable, and his eyes finally fell on the silver sword.

"You..." His voice was dry and hoarse, and he was difficult to speak.

Leng Fei smiled and said, "This is your little baby? It belongs to me now!"

"Impossible!" the old man hissed.

He couldn't believe it.

This little baby already has spiritual wisdom and has already regarded himself as his own son. He feeds him with his heart and soul every day.

But now, it has completely lost contact with itself.

Even if his biological son died in front of him, he was not as painful as he is now. The more he paid, the deeper his feelings. He put too much energy and feelings on the silver sword, which has become his sustenance.

And it is the only one who has been with him for thousands of years. In this backward world, he is the only one who depends on the Silver Sword for his life.

Now, it wants to abandon itself and turn to others and fall into the arms of others. He cannot bear it and cannot believe it.

"Ah!" he roared to the sky.

Blue veins on his head bulged, his eyes seemed to be stained with blood, and a red light burst into light and stared at Leng Fei: "You will die today!"

The sound fluctuates in the sky, echoing everywhere: "You have to die today... You have to die today..."

Leng Fei shook his head and smiled, "I have said this countless times, and I am tired of hearing it, so I'd better change it to something fresh."

The old man sneered: "Okay! You will live worse than death today!"

Leng Fei said: "Even if I die, I will pull it up."

He gently waved the silver sword.

The old man sneered disdainfully: "You can't destroy it, it is the most powerful and profitable iron mother in the world. In this world, nothing can destroy it!"

Leng Fei said: "What if it destroys itself?"

"You dare!" the old man was angry.

Even if you die, you will not allow a mistake in the Silver Sword. It is your sustenance and your continuation.

Leng Fei smiled and said, "What's the point of not daring to do this? Anyway, I'm going to die, why not pull it together?"

"If you dare to destroy it, then I will destroy your Spirit-Slaying Sect and even destroy this world!" The old man glared at him gloomyly, showing his determination.

Leng Fei shook his head and said, "What you can't do, let alone what the Sword of the Spirit Sect is, with the protection of our ancestors, you can destroy this world? You can really brag for yourself. You can't do anything if you are just an abyss of extreme cold!"

The old man's face changed slightly.

Leng Fei immediately captured the old man's weakness and said with a smile: "You dare not approach the Abyss of Extreme Cold, right?"

The old man said coldly: "You have to die!"

He felt more and more that this cold and falsehood was so terrifying that it made people feel shrugged.

Leng Fei said: "The power you fear in the Abyss of Extreme Cold is so you dare not approach the Abyss of Extreme Cold. What is that? Well, is it the power left by Hu Ranchen?"

The old man had no expression on his face so that he would not be able to see the truth and reality by Leng Fei.

Leng Fei smiled: "It seems that it is true. The power left by Hu Ranchen can make you afraid. It seems that he really restrains your gods."

"Hey!" the old man sneered.

Leng Fei said: "If Hu Ranchen's power stays in the Abyss of Extreme Cold, then if he can find it in the Abyss of Extreme Cold and turn it into his own power..."

"Hehe..." The old man couldn't help but laugh.

Leng Fei said: "You think it is impossible, but I think it is not necessarily impossible."

The old man laughed.

Leng Fei said lightly: "You gods cannot get such power, but since Hu Ranchen belongs to this world, how can he not leave behind the method of continuing power? What about the inheritance technique?"

"Hu Ranchen..." The old man shook his head, his expression was complicated, and he said lightly: "There is only one Hu Ranchen in the world, and only one Hu Ranchen will appear."

Leng Fei smiled and said, "Maybe he has amazing understanding? His soul is strong?"
Chapter completed!