"Mom..."

"Being grateful, passive value, +1."

Although Ajie couldn't see where Mom was, he felt that Mom was rescuing him.

And at this moment.

The Nether Dragon Head holding Ajie in its mouth was also demonized by Yousi Swords and slowly lost control.

After a few roars, the restraint was released.

Ajie was liberated.

But the black demonic energy had already spread to Ajie's body when their bodies were connected.

"Harmful!"

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly woke up when he saw Ah Jie covered in magic patterns.

The fear had not yet had time to arise.

"This is……"

It was as if Ah Jie had absorbed the aura that had been transformed by the fallen sculpture, and directly incorporated the evil power of the four swords into his body.

"Swallowed?"

Xu Xiaoshou was really shocked.

This seems to be the first being who is not an ancient sword cultivator but is not affected by the Four Swords?

"Chi~"

As if he had eaten enough and drank enough, Ajie's chest was slightly swollen.

The next second, khaki breath emerged from the soles of his feet.

"The power of Taixu?"

The storyteller was frightened on the spot.

At this moment, he even directly abandoned Wen Ming's existence.

A vigilante who is at the pinnacle of the Dao of Killing and has not survived the nine-death lightning tribulation can only master the power of Taixu.

How come such a Tianji puppet, who doesn't even have the consciousness of fighting in the second realm, has the power of Taixu now?

“Am I the only one who says I’m not worthy of reading?”

…

"good!"

When Xu Xiaoshou saw this khaki smell, he almost jumped up to three feet in surprise.

So that’s it!

It turns out that Ajie's Taixu power can only be squeezed out like milking a cow when he is full and strong?

So, that time at the City Lord’s Mansion.

It relies on following itself all the way, continuously absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and absorbing the energy generated after it explodes and transforms into a violent giant.

The power of Taixu that can only be achieved through constant accumulation?

"This is easy to handle!"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart suddenly settled.

Isn't it easy to maintain the power of Taixu?

"Mom?"

Somewhere in the dark, Ajie felt the disappearing Ma Ma calling him.

It turned its head.

From an inexplicable place in the void, a black light burst out.

"Ajie, take the sword!"

It was clear that the voice in the disappearing state could not be heard, but Ajie subconsciously raised his hand.

"despair."

There are four swords that have fallen steadily into his grasp.

With a sneer, the demonic power suddenly emerged.

But the next second, he was absorbed into Ajie's body without missing a beat.

The khaki Taixu power pouring out from under your feet is growing and growing at a speed that is noticeable to the naked eye!

"this……"

The storyteller not far away looked stunned.

Tianji puppet, plus four swords?

"Under suspicion, passive value, +1."

"Mom..."

Ah Jie felt as if he had grasped the fierce sword, and a steady stream of power emerged from his body.

It subconsciously waved its backhand.

"boom!"

The space several miles away behind the storyteller collapsed.

Then, a black aura slowly seeped out of the void along the way.

"This speed..."

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

With just such a swing, he couldn't even catch the disappearance of the sword energy.

How many miles away has it exploded?

"wrong!"

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized that this space should have been exiled by the storyteller.

In other words, the power of the four swords under Ajie's control is enough to break this restriction?

"Well done!"

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but applaud in his heart.

But the next second, his expression froze.

I saw the storyteller, who was also a little dazed, suddenly burst into blood on his left shoulder, and then the entire arm broke and fell downwards with blood.

"Injured?"

At this moment, even the storyteller himself looked in disbelief and slowly lowered his eyebrows.

broken!

It’s really broken!

Ah Jie cut him off without ceremony, and the storyteller's shoulder was really broken!

The space that had been folded up bounced back.

But last time the Storyteller was able to avoid A Jie's attack using this trick.

This time, it didn't work.

"Is it because of... the power of Taixu?"

Feeling the faint khaki smell at the broken shoulder, the storyteller understood everything, and his eyes instantly darkened.

Lorelei fell behind, and the sword energy followed the direction of the meridian, almost killing her too.

Fortunately, it did miss a few points, and the sword energy slashing speed was also very fast.

The evil power did not remain much along the way.

Therefore, Lorelei was never harmed.

But when she saw the storyteller's injuries, she was shocked to the soul level, much less frightened than she was when she almost died on the spot.

"Senior Storyteller, was he injured?"

"Under suspicion, passive value, +1."

…

"well!"

The storyteller's gaze, which had fallen silent, suddenly burst into light after a few breaths.

He muttered unconsciously.

When he raised his eyes to look at Ah Jie again, his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

"You are a Tianji puppet. You can even hold four swords, and you also have the power of Taixu... What kind of breed is this? Dao Qiongcang's newly developed pet?"

"Why are you in Wen Ming's hands?"

Looking up into the void, the storyteller seemed to be questioning Xu Xiaoshou.

But Ajie also fully adapted to the feeling of having four swords in his hand after absorbing some energy.

Brushes a few sword flowers... and uses the fingers like an arm.

"Mom."
To be continued...