Chen Hao calmed down, and it would be impossible not to be calm. He had been completely frozen and only his brain could operate.

At this moment, his body should also be suffering greatly. The star power of three hundred star cultivators poured into his body to expand its star orifice and then transported it to the holy sword is definitely a chore. Perhaps it is really not as good as being repeatedly frozen and melted in this palace.

Chen Hao was in a hurry to leave after thinking about this: "Holy Sword, where are you? I want to see what your weapon spirit looks like."

A blond and blue-eyed Western man wearing armor slowly appeared in front of Chen Hao.

This man has a tall nose, deep eye sockets, thin and firm lips, and a Western aristocratic temperament. If there is a word in this world that can describe him, then he should be the prince charming.

Even if there is no white horse, he is the one who best matches the description of the prince in myths and legends.

This is the first time Chen Hao has seen such a handsome Westerner.

Of course the other party is not a human being.

"If I were a woman, I might fall in love with you." Chen Hao teased. The Holy Sword is indeed so handsome.

Durandel said lightly: "Fall in love with me more men."

Chen Hao felt that his scalp was about to explode.

Because he felt that Durandell's words were right. After all, all those who had mastered the Holy Sword were men, and Chen Hao was sure that these men loved the Holy Sword to death. If you don't say anything else, just talk about Daniel he met before. This guy wished he could kiss the Holy Sword at all times."

"Is there any difference between male and female spirits?" Chen Hao asked a question that he had never considered.

Durandel shook his head slightly: "Of course, we don't need to have children, why do we need to divide the male and female?"

Chen Hao felt that Durandell's words were not at all wrong. If you don't need to reproduce, there would be no gender.

"Can you... become a woman? I feel very uncomfortable seeing your face talking to you."

"Why are you in love with me too?" Durandel's only problem is that his face has no expression and is too stiff.

Chen Hao shook his head repeatedly: "You can eat things randomly, but don't talk nonsense. My sexual orientation does not allow me to fall in love with you."

East Randall's face suddenly became softer, and his eyes began to grow bigger. It was not only his eyes but also his chest. In an instant, Durandall became a female warrior in armor. She was still blonde and blue-eyed, fair skin, and extremely beautiful.

Chen Hao said in surprise: "This is good, this is good, you can communicate with me in the future with this face."

Durandel looked indifferent: "I feel like I'm about to break through my current state."

Chen Hao asked quickly: "How much cold air have you absorbed from liquid nitrogen?"

Durandel did not reply. Suddenly, the luster flashed in front of Chen Hao's eyes, and the surrounding palaces disappeared without a trace. In front of him was pitch black, and there was constant bubbling sound from all around.

Slowly Chen Hao saw the stars here clearly.

It turns out that this is a jar containing liquid nitrogen.

There is only one bottom left in the liquid nitrogen in the jar, and ten cubic cubic liquid nitrogen has been absorbed by the Holy Sword.

Chen Hao said with some surprise: "It's so good, I knew it would be successful. I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Durandel pulled Chen Hao back to the palace: "Hurry? That's just your subjective feeling. I've been thrown into liquid nitrogen for twelve days."

Chen Hao was a little surprised. He clearly felt that time had not passed so long, but then he figured it out. Perhaps he would fall into a memoryless state for a period of time after being frozen, and would not reply until it was melted, so he felt that time had not passed so long.

Now I should send me back. I have to cooperate with you when you improve your level."

Dorandel stared at Chen Hao with his pair of emerald eyes, without a trace of expression on his face: "Chen Hao, you are the first person to communicate with me, I need a promise for you."

Chen Hao asked curiously: "What promise?"

"I'm not allowed to give me to others."

As a holy object, I have always belonged to the Holy Church. The Holy Church kept giving me one holy light warrior after another. Sometimes I would get along with that holy light warrior until he died. Sometimes the other party sent me back to the Holy Church after just using me once."

"Anyway, I'm tired of the days when I'm constantly possessed by different people, and each of them can't resonate with me."

Chen Hao could understand the idea of ​​the Holy Sword. If the Holy Sword is compared to a beautiful woman, then the Holy Sword will be the madam who opened Yihongyuan.

"Don't worry, unless I die, or you die, I will not give you to others."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Hao's spiritual will returned to his body.

At this moment, Chen Hao suddenly felt that the seven star orifices were painful.

Every star orifice was like a deep buried in his body, causing him to burst into cold sweat in an instant.

Chen Haoqiang cheered up and turned his head to see that the cold air that had already disappeared in the hall around him had disappeared.

Chen Hao could clearly see the other 300 weapon refiners.

These weapon refiners have obviously reached the end of their strength, with their faces pale and ferocious expressions.

Only a few weapon refiners' expressions remained unchanged.

But the expression also showed a strong sense of fatigue. Providing star power continuously for twelve consecutive days is something that most star cultivators cannot do at all. Only these star cultivators can do it.

Because only they need to output star power for so long, other star cultivators have not undergone this training.

Chen Hao was looking at them, and they were also looking at Chen Hao.

From the next day, they felt something was wrong with Chen Hao, and seemed to be in a completely unconscious state, or in other words, what Chen Hao showed was like he was dead, which made many weapon refiners feel very worried.

Fortunately, Chen Hao's situation did not continue to deteriorate. He had always steadily accepted the star power they bet on, and sent all the star power into the Holy Sword.

And there was no mistake in the past for fourteen days. No matter how disdain and angered Chen Hao was, these star cultivators have turned these emotions into deep admiration.

On the one hand, Chen Hao endured twelve days of pain, and more importantly, the Holy Sword was indeed soaked in liquid nitrogen for twelve days as Chen Hao expected. Moreover, they could feel that the amount of liquid nitrogen was constantly decreasing and being absorbed by the Holy Sword, which means that Chen Hao is very likely to increase the level of the Holy Sword.

Regardless of whether Chen Hao succeeds this time, he is already a very amazing existence in the eyes of these weapon refiners.
Chapter completed!