The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

Now, noon.

The sun outside the window was shining brightly, obviously it was dog days, and the temperature was extremely high, but in the hotel room where Mu Sheng was, the freezing temperature was as cold as an ice cellar.

At this time, in front of Mu Sheng was a stone that was cold all over, like a crystal.

This stone is what Mu Sheng got from the auction house, the cold soul stone.

Looking at the stone, the color of Mu Sheng's eyes emerged, and after he pondered for a moment, he turned his hand directly and held the bloodthirsty sword in his body in his palm. Under the sunlight, the bloodthirsty sword shone like blood, Just hold it in your hand, you can faintly hear the strange whistling sound of dragon chant coming from it.

In the depths of the bloodthirsty sword, it seems that you can still see the faint golden color.

It seems that the bloodthirsty sword in Mu Sheng's hand has special power.

"After thoroughly assimilating the weapons of the Miao family, this bloodthirsty sword has also been promoted to the stage of the first-rank late stage, but in terms of power alone, even compared with the second-rank weapons, I am afraid it is not far behind."

Mu Sheng murmured to himself, the bloodthirsty sword in his hand is the weapon that has accompanied him the most and the longest. It has been with him for so long, but every time he takes it out, it is full of an indescribable mysterious feeling.

This bloodthirsty sword seems to be completely different from other weapons.

However, this weapon is also matched with the scroll. If the black-robed old man in the scroll wakes up, maybe he can tell him the origin of this bloodthirsty sword, right?
Slowly suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Mu Sheng shook his head and stopped thinking about it. The most urgent thing now is to let the bloodthirsty sword swallow the cold soul stone first.

Holding the bloodthirsty sword, Mu Sheng held his breath, and lightly touched him to the cold stone.

"laugh--"

The bloodthirsty sword shook slightly, like a scorching weapon placed on the ice, the ice and snow melted, the bloodthirsty sword easily pierced into the cold soul stone, and as the blood-red light spread, the dark blue on the cold soul stone, are completely covered up.

At this moment, Mu Sheng could feel that the profound energy between the heaven and the earth was faintly gathering towards the bloodthirsty sword.

In his eyes, the bloodthirsty sword in his hand is like a boa constrictor, devouring the energy of the cold soul stone bit by bit to replenish itself. The energy originally in the late stage of the first rank has gradually fluctuated at this time stand up.

Looking at this scene, Mu Sheng couldn't help but feel a little joy in his eyes. After the bloodthirsty sword devoured the cold soul stone, he showed signs of improving again. This is also a great help to his strength.

According to the current speed at which the bloodthirsty sword devours the cold soul stone, once it is completed, I am afraid that it is not a weapon of the first rank of the second rank, but it is enough for the late rank of the first rank.

After really stepping into the second grade.

The bloodthirsty sword in Mu Sheng's hands can be called the strongest weapon below the third rank!
"What a terrifying devouring speed——"

Seeing the bloodthirsty sword that melted continuously, and one third of it disappeared in the blink of an eye, Mu Sheng couldn't help but secretly dumbfounded. He thought it would take a day and a night, but now it seems that it doesn't take half a day, and he swallowed it up all at once. .

However, with the passage of time, the disadvantages of the bloodthirsty sword's devouring before were gradually revealed. After devouring most of the cold soul stone, he was obviously almost reaching the bottleneck, and as the speed slowed down, he was almost at the end. He forcibly absorbed the Cold Soul Stone until finally, he stopped swallowing it completely.

The cold soul stone, which was several feet long, has now turned into a stone the size of a fingernail, which looks inconspicuous.

The next step is to wait for the Cold Soul Stone to break through!
After Mu Sheng threw the cold soul stone the size of a fingernail into the trash can, he put away the bloodthirsty sword without hesitation, followed by an icy breath pouring into his palm, followed by instilling it all over his body.

A coolness emerged, which was forcibly suppressed by Mu Sheng with profound energy.

A stick of incense time——

"Shh."

Mu Sheng took the bloodthirsty sword again.

"Boom!"

The dark red bloodthirsty sword in his hand was out of its sheath, and a burst of intense energy burst out from the sword. The fierce and cold aura rushed around the room, as if possessing the aura that would completely destroy everything.

"A second-order profound weapon!"

Mu Sheng's eyes brightened, and after a while, this mysterious weapon was indeed promoted from the late first-order to the early second-order mysterious weapon. Although collectively speaking, it is still ordinary, but the gap between the two is already a world of difference .

If the profound weapon becomes the third rank, then it is really possible for him to break away from the mundane and enter the profound, and become a mysterious rank weapon that is hard to see in a hundred years!
"Sure enough, after absorbing the Cold Soul Stone, the bloodthirsty sword has a trace of the Cold Soul Stone's aura, which is icy cold to the bone, and the cold air released from the fight can slow down the opponent's speed, and even freeze the opponent's weapon."

Mu Sheng's heart trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to be negligent, he waved the bloodthirsty sword in his hand directly, and some layouts in the room were instantly frozen into ice the moment he swung the sword.

Mu Sheng couldn't help being speechless, the power of this bloodthirsty sword has become even more domineering!
"It seems that in the future, we can also find opportunities to give all kinds of precious weapons, or materials for forging weapons, to the bloodthirsty sword to devour."

Stretching out his hand to caress the bloodthirsty sword in his palm, the light blue stripes appearing on the top add a touch of coldness to the bloodthirsty sword, which was originally only dark red in color. into the body.

Immediately, he dusted off his clothes and got up, looking out the window with his eyes.

It took nearly five hours for the bloodthirsty sword to absorb the cold spirit stone, and now outside the window, the twilight is hazy and the clouds are like fire, it is obviously evening.

Mu Sheng also took a deep breath, and said secretly: "In the past few hours, several forces should have gathered together, and it's time to go out."

As soon as he returned to the hotel, he already knew that he was being targeted by several other forces, but Mu Sheng didn't care. Devour cold soul stone.

After completely devouring the cold spirit stone, these parties should be the most impatient time to wait. Mu Sheng can go out now, and there will be less trouble.

As for why he didn't refine the spirit medicine along the way to revive the old man Cangchen?
That's because the matter of the old man Cangchen's awakening is of great importance to Mu Sheng. He intends to try to use the spirit medicine to revive the old man Cangchen after all these people are dealt with.

After all, the process of the bloodthirsty sword devouring the cold soul stone is under the control of Mu Sheng, and can be interrupted at any time, but it is the first time for Mu Sheng to do the matter of nourishing the soul and revive the old man with the medicinal materials of the soul, and he must ensure that A completely safe environment, will not be disturbed by anyone.

"It's time to go, it's time to go back to the reserve group."

Mu Sheng smiled, left the hotel directly, and walked straight out of the Hessen Valley.

Behind him, there are a few little tails, quietly following up.

"Tracking?"

Mu Sheng smiled contemptuously, and was about to speed up, and when he threw the man away with all his strength, the person behind seemed to know his intentions, and suddenly sped up, and what appeared in front of him was a picture of a country and a city, wearing a veiled cheeks.

"Don't run, it's me—"

The other party spoke with a charming voice.