Chapter 181 (1/2)

When Cheng Nuo heard the words, he immediately looked in the direction of Mo Jueyuan's finger. He saw the fish intestine sword on the flower stalk of ghost face Shura. It was a strange red and black color at the moment. Although it was more than ten meters away, Cheng Nuo clearly felt that the fish intestine sword had a strong sense of cruelty and a strong smell of blood.

It's not surprising that Cheng Nuo has the smell of blood, because absorbing blood essence can promote the evolution of fish intestines sword, so it's normal to have the smell of blood. However, the smell of cruelty is not simple. After becoming a fairy weapon, it will naturally have a unique attribute smell, either cold, or cruel, or violent, but it will be gradually possessed after having the spirit.

The newborn immortal weapon only has a part of its spirituality, but it doesn't have any breath. Only when the owner of the weapon influences it in the future, the spirituality of the weapon will have its own unique breath. However, the current situation of this fish gut sword is quite different. This fish gut sword, which may become an immortal weapon in the future, has its own unique flavor without spirituality at the moment.

This is very contradictory, just like a person has died, but the heart is still beating, all kinds of life characteristics still exist, very contradictory.

Even an old monster like Cheng Nuo can't explain clearly what changes have taken place in this fish intestine sword.

”Old monster, what's the matter? How do I feel like the fish gut sword is eager to kill, just like it... It has a soul.”

Mo Jueyuan spit out the last few words, and then his face also showed a touch of disbelief, which is incredible.

Cheng Nuo's face shows the expression of thinking, then shakes his head in doubt, sighs, before getting the ghost life bead's excitement is immediately hit by this doubt without a trace.

”I don't know what's going on, and I don't know whether it's good or bad. However, I remind you that in the future, you'd better let it absorb as little blood as possible. At least don't let it become an immortal weapon before you're promoted to escape. If its spirit is too strong, you can't control it.”

Cheng Nuo solemnly said to Mo Jueyuan that he was still thinking about this situation in his mind. However, with his experience of tens of thousands of years, he had never encountered it. Therefore, Cheng Nuo also had no way to know.

Looking at the huge ghost face Shura flower, under the crazy absorption of the fish intestine sword, it is rapidly shrinking. In a few minutes, the ghost face Shura flower has completely changed from a huge plant into a layer of dry wood, without any vitality.

”Old monster, it's almost done. Let's go.”

Mo Jueyuan went to pick up the fish intestine sword, took it back into the storage ring, and then said to the old man cheng Nuo.

Cheng Nuo shook his head unexpectedly, with a little smile on his face, and said:

”Boy, the ghost face Shura flower is not dead yet. You should be careful that it will be cultivated again in thousands of years, and then you will come to me for revenge.”

Cheng Nuo smiles a little, then the smile suddenly sinks down, and says coldly:

”The root of the grass should be removed. What's more, the remaining part is the second essence besides the ghost's pearl. How can it be wasted?”

With that, Cheng Nuo waved his right hand, and a white pitching suddenly flew out, and chopped to the place where Mo Jueyuan was.

Well

Mo Jueyuan was a little stunned, subconsciously leaning over his body, and the white pipian immediately wiped Mo Jueyuan's body and chopped it on the dark red ground.

Hiss, hiss, hiss

A slight noise came from behind Mo Jueyuan. Mo Jueyuan stared at Cheng Nuo with an ugly face. He suddenly found that Cheng Nuo had a bad smile on his face. He immediately knew that Cheng Nuo was in a good mood. He was teasing himself and was no longer angry. He turned his eyes to the ground behind him.

I saw a huge pit, with a radius of one meter, appeared on the ground, but the stones in the pit were completely cut from the ground and fell on the ground.

Pop.

Cheng Nuo gently hit a ring finger, suddenly, the lower end of the oval, the upper plane of the stone suddenly split, ghost face Shura flower roots suddenly exposed from the stone.

A crystal blood rhizome with the thickness of a baby's arm, lying quietly among the stones, faintly has a strange fragrance from the blood rhizome.

With a wave of his hand, Cheng Nuo's bloody rhizome suddenly floats up. In the blink of an eye, he comes to Cheng Nuo. Cheng Nuo says with a smile:

”Boy, this stem is the most important part except the ghost beads. It is different from the ghost beads. The ghosts are very fierce, but the rhizome is mild, like water. It has a very good effect of consolidating the essence. It is enough to restore the energy consumed once you take the rhizome of a ghostly rhizome. It's a pity that this thing has no effect on the above. Hey, hey, you stay here. It's cheaper for you. ”

With a smile, Cheng Nuo waved Mo Jueyuan to take up the root.

Mo Jueyuan's face was excited. With this root, he didn't have to worry about the sequelae even if he took fury pill. Ha ha, it's another big card.

Mo Jue yuan, who was content to gather up the roots of the ghostly face, was secretly excited. The trip to the ghost mountain range was dangerous. But mojue's priceless harvest was huge. Otherwise, it was only the skeleton crutch, the rhizome of the ghostly face, and the essence absorbed by the fish intestine sword.

”Lao Tzu was forced into exile. Misfortune and fortune depend on each other.”

Mo Chueh yuan was full of pride in his heart. Then he looked at Cheng Nuo and said with a satisfied smile:

”Old monster, since you have everything, will you go back now?”

”Everything?”

Cheng Nuo shook his head lightly, and suddenly showed a bad smile. Mo Jueyuan's subconscious fear was endless.

”The ghost face Shura flower has been around for thousands of years, and the things in its treasure house must be indispensable. Since it is dead, we can't waste those things.”