Chapter 115 Sword Spirit

With a sigh, Zhuge Buteng was a little sorry in his heart. If this little thing is really a sword spirit and captures it into a flying sword, it must be a magic weapon of not weak grade.

It's a pity that this little thing is too vigilant and has disappeared.

Zhuge Wuliang moved towards the black fog. He wanted to see if he could find a way to the outside world.

Walking a few miles out, Zhuge Butiao suddenly found that the elf was behind him again and peeped at him from afar.

"Why does it always follow me?" Zhuge Butiao was puzzled, but he didn't disturb the little thing and continued to move forward.

In the meantime, Zhuge Fuliang met several undead creatures, but the little thing behind him always appeared in a hurry to help Zhuge Fuliang solve the trouble.

"Did it save me? Is there something I'm attracted to it?" Zhuge thought about it. He subconsciously thought of the black brick, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea.

It only took a long time to walk. Zhuge Buteng has been used to following such a small thing behind him. The black fog is like a maze, but this elf can always clearly perceive the direction of Zhuge Butliang. Gradually, the elf seems to have overcome his fear. Maybe he also knows that Zhuge Fuliang will not do anything to him, and the distance between him and Zhuge Fuliang is getting closer and closer.

Three days later, Zhuge Butang still didn't find his way back, and he got lost. He didn't know where he was.

With a flash of blue light, the elf appeared 50 meters away from Zhuge Bright, looking at him from afar.

Zhugebulang smiled and sat down cross-legged without this elf to protect himself. Zhugebulang did not mind practicing at all. The faint white light wrapped around the body, setting off the extremely holyness of Zhuge's brightness, the skin is crystal clear, and the precious light is shining.

At this time, the cute elf approached again, making a childish "squeak" sound, and looked curiously at Zhugebuliang. With a flash of blue light, the elf came to Zhugebuliang ten meters away, circled around him a few times, and then approached carefully.

The little thing was very cautious. After making sure that there was no danger, the elf came to Zhuge Bright and carefully came to Zhuge Bright. Zhuge Butiang in practice was shrouded in white light, and a trace of essence overflowed his body. The elf seemed to enjoy it very much. The faint blue light flashed on its body, and its childish face showed an intoxication. It actually snuggled to Zhuge Fuliang and sat down.

At this time, Zhuge Bright suddenly opened his eyes, and the elf seemed to be frightened, and a "sw" appeared ten meters away.

Zhuge Fuliang couldn't help but feel funny. He waved to the elf.

After getting along with each other for a few days, the elf seemed to know that Zhuge B no Liang would not hurt it, and slowly came to Zhuge B no. A pair of big eyes flashed humanely, looking cute and beautiful.

"Do you understand what I'm saying?" Zhuge asked.

The elf blinked his flexible eyes, full of confusion.

"Are you a sword spirit?" Zhuge Fuliang asked tentatively again.

The little guy's big eyes flashed, and he saw it floating in mid-air, and the blue light flashed into a crystal flying sword, only a foot long, and there was no murderous atmosphere, like a superb handicraft, crystal clear.

"It seems that it is really a sword spirit." There was a little joy in Zhuge Fuliang's eyes.

The blue light flashed, and the little thing turned into a child again.

In order to test why this cute elf followed him, Zhuge Fuliang took out a few flying swords and handed them to the elf. If it is really a sword spirit, it will definitely have a special feeling for the flying sword.

Unexpectedly, after seeing the flying sword, the elf actually showed a look of contempt, as if he didn't look down on a few ordinary things in Zhuge Fuliang's hand.

Zhuge B no Liang took back the flying sword, summoned the black brick, and handed it to the elf again. Zhuge Bliang doubted for a long time that the reason why this elf followed him, perhaps like those undead creatures, was for this black brick.

But it's a pity that the elf also looked blank when he saw the black bricks. The little thing gently touched the brick with his hand, and his eyes were full of confusion.

It seems that the estimation is wrong, and Zhuge Fuliang thought in his heart.

At this time, the elf suddenly pointed to Zhuge Fuliang, pointed to himself, and looked at him with big eyes.

Zhuge Wuliang was confused and didn't understand what the little thing was talking about.

"Squeak~~" The little guy seemed to be very anxious. He once again pointed to Zhuge Fuliang, pointed to himself, and then pointed to the unknown direction in the black fog.

"Well..." Zhuge is speechless. He has never learned sign language.

"Wow~~~" The elf flew up, and the speed was extremely fast. The light flashed in the distance, and then stared at Zhuge.

Zhuge didn't raise his eyebrows and secretly said, "Where is this little thing going to take me to?" Or does it know how to get out?

At present, Zhuge Fuliang got up and walked towards the elf. He really guessed right. Seeing Zhuge Fuliang following him, the little guy showed a happy face. It turned into an ordinary blue flying sword and floated towards the black fog. The speed was very fast, just a flash, and it appeared more than ten meters away.

In order to keep up with its speed, Zhuge Buliang stepped against the air, but even so, he was still far away from the little thing.

The little guy seems to be very familiar with this place. He took Zhuge Bushang to turn left and right all the way, but he didn't meet the undead creature. I don't know how many miles I have walked out. Zhuge Buteng feels more and more wrong. Although this area is also shrouded in black fog, there is a trace of strangeness, which is insurmountable.

"No, it's forbidden here!" Zhuge Bliang's keen consciousness found an abnormality.

The black gas is ethereal and strange, but there is no killing.

The elves seem to be very familiar with this place. They turn left and right with Zhuge Fuliang, and each step is very ingenious. A moment later, the elf appeared in front of a tall iceberg with Zhuge Butiao. Although the death zone was shrouded in black fog, it did not leave the ice field.

"This is..." Looking at the iceberg in front of him, Zhuge was heart-pounded, which was an indescribable feeling. There was no strong fluctuation overflow in the iceberg, but Zhuge Butliang felt a shiver.

What a powerful breath. Is there a peerless strong man living in seclusion here? No, absolutely impossible! At this time, Zhuge Fuliang thought of the ice tomb he had met with the little demon fairy before, and his heart moved. Is this the grave of a strong man?

The elf turned into a child again, floated in front of Zhuge Fuliang, waved to him, and then flew to the iceberg.

Zhuge Fuliang sacrificed a fairy sword and flew up with it. He is not worried that the elf will hurt him. This guy seems to want to take him to a place.

The iceberg was thousands of meters high. When he came to the iceberg, Zhuge Buteng was stunned to find that he had been out of the scope of the death zone. The black fog surrounded the middle of the iceberg and did not spread to the top of the mountain. Zhuge Fuliang felt that the iceberg seemed to be higher than the Black Tower.

"Squeak~~~" The elf cried tenderly twice and took Zhuge Fuliang to a place near an ice rock, where the ice stone was uneven, and each ice stone was like a sharp sword, with a little sharpness.

At this time, the elf turned into a flying sword and got into a particularly prominent ice stone. A moment later, the ice stone rumbled, and the ice stone more than ten meters high slowly moved. Under the ice stone, it turned out to be a bottomless ice hole.

The elf flew out of the ice stone and flashed its big eyes at Zhuge. Zhuge Fuliang met its meaning, and the ice cave was obviously an area leading to a location.

He jumped into the ice cave with the elf, which was not dark, surrounded by crystal blue ice crystals. Zhuge Buliang stepped on the fairy sword and slowly fell down. The elf also turned into a flying sword and floated on the top of Zhuge Buliang's head.

"This breath is..." Zhuge Bu's consciousness moved, and his whole body was immediately in high spirits.

In the depths of the ice cave, a breath of vicissitudes of life rushed out, accompanied by a strong breath of heaven and earth, which came to the face, making people feel that the spirit was shocked, as if they were in the clouds.

"Is there a spiritual vein under the ice cave?" Thinking of this, Zhuge Buriang's eyes are hot. If this is the case, he will be developed.

The ice cave seems to be infinitely extended. Zhuge Butliang feels that he has fallen to a depth of 10,000 meters, but he still does not feel like falling to the bottom.

After diving thousands of meters again, the breath of the essence of heaven and earth became more and more solemn. The Beidou Cave in Zhuge Fuliang's body was brilliant, greedily absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.

After a distance of nearly 10,000 meters, he finally came to the bottom of the ice cave. Zhuge was secretly surprised. What appeared in front of him was an ice chamber. The ice room was crystal clear, and the surrounding walls were all condensed by ice crystals. However, there is no cold smell here, but especially warm.

The essence of heaven and earth in the ice room is rich and intoxicating.