C424 Magic Sword
C424 Magic Sword
"Wealth of the King, exchange points of 5,200, super high level techniques, after exchanging, it can be used permanently. The Wealth of the King exists in millions of divine swords, and the more times used and its power is linked to the host's power, the stronger the power of the treasure of the King, the more divine swords it can release. In theory, there should be no limit to the number of divine swords it can release, but due to the strength of the Earth Space being insufficient, it is unable to withstand the Limitless Sword system, it can only release 100 million."
The message fell into Ye Ling's mind and remained there for a long time. He only remembered that the treasure of the King could release one hundred million divine swords.
What did one hundred million swords mean?
Furthermore, the explosive power of the Immortal Sword was not even included in the fact that the Immortal Sword combined with its high speed movement, it would not be much different from a missile. It would be able to blast a huge crater out of the ground just by falling onto it.
The only difference was that there was a clear difference in levels. The Myriad Swords Return to Sect only released a pure sword qi, and there were only ten thousand of them, but the treasure of the King was different. Those were actually billions of divine swords, if there was a rain of swords, only a few would be able to live.
"Host, are you sure you want to trade for the 'treasure of a king'?" The system confirmed to Ye Ling that 5200 points was not a small sum and was already Ye Ling's entire fortune. Unless he sold his blood essence, it should be worth tens of thousands of points, but those things could only be found and not sought after.
Hearing the System's words, Ye Ling scanned through the remaining items. He found that, compared to the others, only the King's Fortune with 5000 points was the best. Without much hesitation, he directly replied to the System:
"As for the treasure of the King, I'll take it."
Right after he finished speaking, Ye Ling let out a sigh of relief, but at the same time, his heart ached for the five thousand and two hundred points. Ye Ling had just let out a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he felt his heart ache for the five thousand and two hundred points.
As for the system receiving Ye Ling's reply, it did not care about Ye Ling's thoughts. It first deducted the points and then injected the King's Treasure skill into Ye Ling's body. Soon, Ye Ling felt a mysterious power surging within his body.
It did not fill up his entire body like before and then burst out with a terrifying aura. After entering Ye Ling's body, it quietly fused into his blood and perfectly fused the skill and Ye Ling together.
Ye Ling raised his right hand and shook it lightly. He could feel that his body had changed. However, there was no change on the surface. It was indeed strange.
"I don't care if it shows its true strength, as long as it has enough strength to kill that old guy." Ye Ling clenched his hands, and said with an evil smile as he stared at the back where the black mist was.
At this moment, the black fog also slowly dissipated, and the Sacrificial Old Man's figure became clearer and clearer. Ye Ling saw the Sacrificial Old Man and the Sacrificial Old Man also saw Ye Ling. The two of them stared at each other through the thin black fog.
"Brat, you're not dead yet. You're really lucky. I hope you'll be so lucky next time." Seeing Ye Ling standing unharmed in the middle of the black mist, the Sacrificial Elder squinted his eyes and said coldly.
The Sacrificial Elder thought that Ye Ling just happened to find the black mist's blind spot and was able to dodge the black mist's attack. He could not help but sigh at Ye Ling's good luck.
Ye Ling knew what the Sacrificial Elder was thinking the moment he saw his face. He must be saying that he got lucky and avoided the attack from the black mist, so he smiled and said:
"Old fellow, it's not that I'm lucky, it's just that you're unlucky."
Hearing Ye Ling's words, the sacrificial old man suddenly became gloomy. His wrinkled face became as cold as ice. He stared at Ye Ling and said calmly:
"Die!"
The moment the word "die" came out, the Sacrificial Old Man moved. He raised his right hand and smashed towards Ye Ling.
When Ye Ling saw the old man rushing over, he thought to himself, "Do you really think I'm some weakling that can be easily taken care of? If I don't show you something, you might think the heavens are right."
"The sword of the Hergny!"
Following Ye Ling's order, a small human black hole appeared in the air. Due to the appearance of the small black hole, the Sacrificial Old Man's attack paused for a moment. He frowned as he stared at the faintly uneasy black hole.
Ye Ling saw the Sacrificial Old Man heading towards the small black hole with a grave expression. His mouth couldn't help but twitch again. It's my turn to attack.
Soon, a blood-red sword slowly emerged from the black hole. A powerful demonic aura surrounded the sword and a baleful aura surged into the sky. Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that this sword was extraordinary.
As for the Sacrificial Old Man, after he saw the demon sword, he became serious. Because he could feel the power of the demon sword, his gaze was always on the demon sword, afraid that it would also cut him.
Ye Ling naturally understood why the Sacrificial Old Man was like this. It was because the origins of the demon sword was not simple.
Instead, it was the Demon Sword wielded by the famous medieval poem "The Song of Nibelungen" Higney. It was said that this sword carried a huge curse that could bring endless misfortune and calamity to its wielder. It was a sword of unknown origin, and if the wielder was injured like this, it would only end up in an even worse state.