"Shu Ling?! You are awake!?"

The puppet emitted a faint light, and the voice of the book spirit came from it, "Fairy, I haven't fully recovered yet, I just felt that the fairy was in danger and forced to break the power."

"ah?"

Sikong smiled and hurriedly said, "Then you go back and recover quickly. I'm fine here!"

When Shu Ling helped Sikong Xiao use the forbidden method to calculate Sikong Huang's whereabouts, he fell into a deep sleep. Sikong Xiao never said it, but in fact he was always worried and felt a little guilty. If it weren't for him, Shu Ling wouldn't have committed a taboo and suffered a serious injury to sleep.

"hehe…"

Sikong's straightforward care made Shu Ling laugh, but then his voice became extremely serious, "Fairy, don't say much, I already know the situation at this moment. If the fairy wants to successfully overcome the tribulation, please listen to my arrangements."

"You really have a way?"

Sikong laughed and said, "You said!"

Shuling's mouth twitched, and he felt speechless.

Who just swears that you are fine? If you really don’t make any noise just now, are you going to die generously?

I muttered silently in my heart. Although Shu Ling had a black thread, I didn't dare to delay it. "Fairy, have you sealed a blood spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness?"

Sikong laughed and looked like he was narrowed when he heard this, nodded and responded: "That's right."

Shu Ling said again: "Then please ask the fairy to lift the seal immediately."

Release the seal?

Sikong smiled and his eyes darkened, and he didn't say much. He immediately sat cross-legged and focused on entering the sea of ​​consciousness.

When he found the blood spirit that was sealed by himself, evil spirit and Sikong Huang, Sikong Xiao raised his hand without hesitation and broke the seal.

"roar!"

A silent roar spread, Sikong Xiao's scalp hurt, and his soul was shaking in the sea of ​​consciousness and saw a blood-red ball of light rushing towards him.

Sikong Xiao's little soul waved his hand and stared at the ball of consecrated whispered thoughtfully, "Shui Ling, Book Spirit... Blood Spirit... Could it be..."

At this moment, Sikong Xiao had already guessed something in his heart, and the next moment Shu Ling's voice also confirmed her guess.

"Fairy, this blood spirit is the spirit of the blood array, and it actually comes from the same source as us. Moreover, the blood spirit is nurtured by the blood evil energy, and is born with extraordinary power. If the blood spirit helps, the fairy's chance of passing the tribulation will definitely increase greatly."

Sikong smiled and listened to Shuling, saying, "It's just that the blood spirit is invisible. You must have something to live in order to accommodate it. The fairy might as well find a place for it."

"Where can you live in?"

"Fairy, if I remember correctly, the Thunder Sea God Sword seems to be missing a sword spirit, right?"

Shu Ling's tone was a little excited. For him, introducing the blood spirit into the sword and becoming a sword spirit was just a theoretical inference. If it really happened, it would be a great discovery to create the world! It is definitely a qualitative turning point in the development history of spiritual objects!

Sikong Xiao did not pay attention to Shu Ling's abnormal excitement, but suddenly said, "I understand, what should I do next?"

The puppet swayed from Sikong Xiao's hand, and the impatient voice of Shu Ling reached Sikong Xiao's ears, "The fairy just needs to call the sword and leave the others to me!"

Sikong smiled without any doubt about him and nodded immediately: "Okay."

*

On the cliff, suddenly, an extremely clear sword sound came from the bottom of the cliff, like a dragon roar.

"What is that?!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, and everyone's eyes were attracted by a flowing blue light.

Sikong Huang looked over the sound, and when he saw the blue light, his pupils shrank slightly, and his brows were deeply locked. It was Xiaoxiao's sword. What did she want to do?

“That’s…”

Looking at the flowing light in the air, Feng Rumo's expression moved and suddenly shouted: "The sword is born, and everyone who sees it will be worthy!"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Rumo's white figure rushed towards the Dragon King's sword that was flying towards the catastrophe clouds. As he turned his back to everyone, a strange curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

not good!

Seeing that Feng Rumo was about to rob the Dragon King's sword, Sikong Huang's expression suddenly changed. Before he could think about it, he immediately put a sword technique in one hand. The Ice Soul Sword not far away roared and stabbed Feng Rumo's heart.

Oh…

Feng Rumo felt the strong wind behind her back, and an unexpected smile appeared in her eyes. She immediately flew back. When she looked back, she had a cold halberd in her hand. The tip of the halberd was facing Sikong Huang's throat!

"Gu Huang, right? Please remember that I, Feng Rumo, are not the kind of person who can let you shout at you. This time, you messed with me."

The magnetic voice almost reached his ears in a flash. Sikong Huang's eyes shrank, and his mind was only one thought: How could Feng Rumo's speed be so fast?

"Go to die."

Feng Rumo's eyes burst out with unconcealed murderous intent, and he was determined to look at the slender and white neck under the sharp blade.

"This is a slash against the wind!"

Lei Linjun exclaimed in surprise, and the next second the purple figure rushed out like thunder and lightning, "Feng Rumo, what exactly do you want to do?!"

"Yuan'er!"

"Miss Huang!"

Countless exclamations sounded, and several figures flew towards Sikong Huang at a very fast speed. Looking at their expressions, I wonder if they wanted to save people from water and fire or take advantage of the danger to others and get another stab behind them.

"Click...Click..."

The sound of a broken hair on the neck came clearly from the ears, and a faint murderous intent flashed deep in Sikong Huang's eyes. Feng Rumo had no intention of robbing the sword at all, and had been for himself from the beginning.

"Damn it! Why did this guy Feng Rumo's skills increase again?"

Lei Linjun couldn't help but lower his curse, and his figure was always as strong as Feng Rumo.

Jin Dianya sighed almost inauspiciously, and her speed began to slow down, and she couldn't catch up. Feng Rumo's speed was too fast.

The Feng family’s unique skill, the wind strike, is indeed well-known!

The people in the Hidden World Continent had a lot of glory in their eyes, and they looked at the white shadow with admiration. On the contrary, the people in the Four Kingdoms Continents were all slight at the sight of them. If Sikong Huang died in Feng Rumo's hands, wouldn't they be eaten and even bones were left?!

The two men and horses intersected in a flash. At this critical moment, Sikong Huang, who was shrouded in the wind slash, suddenly condensed, and then she turned her head and turned over in the air, and narrowly avoided the fatal blow.

Seeing Sikong Huang's actions done in one go, Feng Rumo's expression that must be won suddenly frozen on his face.

How is this... possible...?

*

“Huhh…”

The sound of the wind came, with a shrill roar. Sikong Huang and Feng Rumo stood on the edge of the cliff, and they looked like they were incredible.

How could he be so fast just now? It was like teleportation?

Sikong Huang frowned slightly, and was thinking about what had just happened.
Chapter completed!