Chapter 165: I am the sword spirit!

"Saint of Lingkong!" The white-haired young man's eyes showed a fascination and stared at the woman who walked out of thin air in front of him.

"Why, I didn't expect that the old poison from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect had not yet died?" The Spirit Hooker who walked out was obviously very disgusted with the white-haired young man, and even brought some sarcasm in his tone.

"Yes, the old poison has indeed lived long enough. After a thousand years, it has not been able to kill you as a long life!" A voice came from all directions, and immediately, a white "color" sound wave fell in front of everyone. The sound wave dissipated, accompanied by the cold air, a middle-aged "touched" look.

"Xuanhanyin!" The white-haired young man stared at the middle-aged man in front of him with a look of ugly expression. Bu Yanji and the other five could see that there was a golden sword flute that was almost the same as that of Xuan Tianyin, hanging around his waist. However, in the middle-aged man's hands, the golden sword flute had turned into a white spirit-level existence, far from being comparable to that of Xuan Tianyin.

Seeing the arrival of middle age, Bu Yanji and the other two had a strange look. Here, there was more or less one of the four major holy sects, but Yun Tianyin and his Xuanyin Sect had been penetrated into the cycle of reincarnation by Lu Qing.

The middle-aged man glanced slightly and obviously noticed this.

"Where is my disciple of Xuanyin Sect? Which lineage has come, why can't I see anyone?"

"Can't you see someone?" At this moment, the white-haired young man finally showed a playful smile on his face, "Of course, they can't get out of the place where they are, unless you go in personally, Xuan Hanyin."

"Where is it!" Xuan Hanyin frowned and looked at the white-haired young man coldly and said, "Yin Wuxie, don't play tricks with me."

"Working tricks, how dare I compare to the leader of the young generation of Xuanyin Sect, a thousand years ago. However, this generation does not have the blessing of Brother Xuan." The white-haired young man shook his head and said, his tone was very leisurely.

The blue veins raised on his eyebrows, and Xuanhan said in a cold voice: "Where are they?"

"Oh, Brother Xuan, you want to find them, you can-"

"Where?"

"Then let's enter the samsara." Yin Wuxie said with a wicked smile on his face, and his white eyebrows raised at the same time.

"Yin Wuxie, dare you to spend my time!" Xuan Hanyin snorted coldly, and a layer of cold white "color" like waves rushed towards Yin Wuxie.

"Brother Xuan, why should I be impulsive?" Suddenly, a golden light fell from the sky. In an instant, Bu Yanji and the other two felt that their heart fire rose and could not suppress themselves.

As soon as the golden light fell, the ice light on Xuan Hanyin's body instantly closed, and at the same time frowned and said, "Lie Jiuyang, you must also "interrupt" this matter!"

The person who fell behind was a middle-aged man who was seven feet tall and strong in appearance. He was wearing a golden dress, blonde hair, and a masculine aura all over his body, and a great majesty was emitted, especially Yin Wuxie and Xuan Hanyin, who both felt a little uncomfortable and slightly distanced him.

At this moment, the middle-aged man laughed loudly and said, "Xuan Hanyin, why did I "get in your hands"? You are not qualified!"

What!

Xuan Hanyin and Yin Wuxie were stunned at the same time. Even the Saint of Lingkong and Ling Di also turned their eyes toward the middle-aged man and condensed them for a while.

"Lie Jiuyang, I didn't expect you to break through too!" After a long time, Ling Di took a deep breath.

"Haha, isn't Brother Ling the same? We will naturally be able to develop courage and diligence without being strong and righteous. Once the way of heaven, when I step into the sword soul realm, I will be like walking on thin ice and unable to move forward in an instant!" Lie Jiuyang smiled at Lingdi.

Yin Wuxie and the other two were all a little ugly. Although Lie Jiuyang's words were unpleasant, they talked about their heart problems. If the lineage of Heavenly Dao does not have a strong and righteous spirit, it will be difficult to get the great way. Especially after entering the sword soul realm, if it is close to the Heavenly Dao, and even the Heavenly Dao cannot possess the energy of Heavenly Dao, it will undoubtedly be difficult to go further.

But then, Lie Jiuyang said in a doubt: "Yin Wuxie, this moment is not a joke. When I woke up from my sleep before, I sensed the breath left by the Taoist Spirit. Since the Taoist Spirit broke away from the Purple Emperor Sword Valley by chance, we naturally have to find it before the Demon Tao and the Demon Spirit, why are we wasting time here?"

Shaking his head, Yin Wuxie's face also became dark.

"Why, I, Yin Wuxie, can't believe what I said?"

Seeing Yin Wuxie like this, Lie Jiuyang was also stunned: "Is it true that what you said just now? Which demon cub is it? Or are those old demons shameless and someone took action?"

Yin Wuxie shook his head again.

"Who else?"

"I am a junior from the Qingfan Realm."

"Impossible!" Xuan Hanyin shouted coldly, "How can my disciple of Xuan Yin Sect lose to a junior in Qingfan Realm? How strong is this junior? How strong is my disciple of Xuan Yin Sect!"

"That junior is the Sword Emperor of the Tribulation, and the noble sect is Yun Tianyin, the Sword Emperor of the Hanyin lineage, the Three Tribulation Emperor of the Tuxing lineage, and Luo Chongshan."

With his eyes "dew" and "relative" and Xuan Hanyin said, "You want to tell me that the Sword Emperor of the One Tribulation in Qingfan Realm has crossed the gap between the three realms and brought a Sword Emperor of the Three Tribulations and a Sword Emperor of the Xuanyin Sect of the Purple Emperor Holy Realm into the cycle of reincarnation?"

"That's true!" Yin Wuxie said in a deep voice, "Yan Ji, you will say the previous thing again."

"Yes!" Bu Yanji took a deep breath and then began to tell the story.

As time passed, the spirits of Xuan Hanyin and the four men became more and more serious. Later, when they heard Lu Qing compete with the Red Flame Demon Lord to compete with the sharpness of his strength without falling behind, even Ling Di, who had a two-faced relationship with Lu Qing, became more complicated.

After a stick of incense.

"What a weird boy!" Lie Jiuyang's eyes were filled with strange light, "Such a person actually came from the Qingfan Realm, which is really anomaly. However, this heavenly way belongs to thousands, and even the sword saints cannot do it all. All this person's actions belong to the sword energy, but it is just Brother Ling, the twenty-seven styles of wind and thunder—"

"That is the family chore of this sect!" Ling Di said indifferently.

"Then Brother Ling won't interfere this time. This kid is too important. Brother Ling should not ignore the overall situation!" Lie Jiuyang said in a deep voice.

Seeing the eyes of the four people, Ling Di finally nodded and said, "You can catch him, as long as you don't hurt his "sex"."

After saying that, Ling Di's eyes turned to Xuan Hanyin.

With a cold snorting, Xuan Hanyin said, "Don't worry, if my Xuan Yin Sect finds his face back, he will naturally be open and send his younger disciples to get it back!"

He also noticed Ling Di's strength. Although his complexion was a bit ugly, Xuan Hanyin also knew that he was no match for now.

"Now, we will act separately. The Bailing Sword Valley is interfered with by the sword domain. We cannot distinguish the location. We can only explore with divine thoughts. It will take less than a month to find people. Otherwise, when the time comes, with our current cultivation, we will inevitably be rejected by the void of this Sword Valley!" The Saint of Lingkong looked at the eight Mu Qingyuan not far away, "You can't be idle either. It is related to the fate of the people in the mainland. If you dare to care about your old feelings, you will all fall for me, and both body and spirit will be destroyed!"

Their spirits changed. Not far away, Mu Qingyuan and the eight others looked at each other, finally sighed and entered the continuous white color.

Just as everyone in the Purple Emperor Saint Realm was searching, in the cave space.

After fusing the stone sword, the ancient bronze coffin was no longer as stubborn as before, and was successfully incorporated into the cave space by Lu Qing.

"Brother Lu, are we going to find my sister?" Ruoshui pulled Lu Qing's sleeve and asked carefully.

Until now, she also knew a little bit that Brother Lu didn't want to find her sister.

Looking down at Ruoshu's pure and beautiful face, Lu Qingjian trembled and finally spoke.

"Ruoshui, you can't go to find your sister!"

"Why, Brother Lu." Ruoshui whispered, "Although my sister is a little cold, she is still very good."

Shaking her head, Lu Qing said, "But, she will still kill you in the end."

"Kill me!" Ruoshui's eyes turned red and she shook her head, "No, my sister won't kill Ruoshui."

Sighing.

"Then over the years, you have not found that the power on your body is constantly being sucked away by your sister."

"elder sister--"

Ruoshui's eyes showed a confused look: "Sister said she likes the power on Ruoshui. Although Ruoshui feels uncomfortable when absorbed, it's fine as long as my sister is happy."

"But, do you know? You no longer have any power. Now, the only thing you have left is your original true spirit, that is, your life!" At this point, Lu Qing only felt his mind trembling more and more violently. When he said these words, Lu Qing even noticed a faint pain.

The spirit dimmed, Ruoshui lowered his head and stopped talking.

In the cave space, there was only a silent space chaotic stream, which occasionally hit Lu Qingsan's golden and black edges that overflowed from his body, making a sound like a stream hitting the rocks, and was separated to both sides, and finally gathered into a stream again, shuttled towards the distance that was pitch black and unknown.

a long time.

Ruoshui finally raised his head, and Lu Qing clearly saw that two lines of blue tear marks slid down to both sides along the bright blue eyes.

A strand of the smooth blue hair stuck to the white jade-like forehead, and the delicate body trembled slightly at this moment.

"Brother Lu, I am the sword spirit, right?"

Brother Lu, I am the sword spirit, right?

Ruoshui's voice was firm, but it was accompanied by a hint of trembling. Although Lu Qing felt unbearable, he still nodded gently.
Chapter completed!