The cocoon quickly disintegrated into pieces, and countless insects flew in all directions, and some even shot out of the range of the sword energy with sparks all over them.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes widened, and Gu Jingchen, who was wrapped in the middle, disappeared!
"No, that person must have gotten into those bugs, don't let one go!"
His figure rolled out like a strong wind, he raised his sword and lowered it. The sword of life and death drew long marks that penetrated deeply into the void, and in the blink of an eye he killed several insects!
No one expected that Gu Jingchen still had this hand. Fortunately, not many bugs escaped, and they were quickly killed by the three of them.
Jiang Xianxian hesitated and said: "They should all be killed, right?"
The monk surnamed Yu patted his chest confidently and said: "We must kill them all. If that guy can escape like this, I will take his surname!"
Liu Qinghuan frowned, thought for a while and said: "It's okay, even if he escapes, there won't be any trouble. The Zhi clan has long been the target of public criticism. Since they reappear in the world, they will definitely be surrounded and suppressed again. The Yinyue Blood Realm will also be the same.
I will find their lair, and when I turn around I will report it to the alliance and continue to track down the whereabouts of the Zhi clan."
"This is the only way." Immortal Jiang Xian handed over the Taiwei Sword: "Fellow Daoist Liu, I would like to thank you very much today for being so broad-minded as to lend me the Taiwei Sword. Now it is returned to Zhao in its entirety!"
His eyes lingered on the sword, which was as clean as new, but the action he held out was still firm.
Liu Qinghuan glanced at him, reached out to take the sword, and said with a playful smile: "You don't want to take Taiwei back for your Tainan Sect?"
Jiang Xianxian was startled, then ecstatic. He immediately realized the looseness in his words, and was so excited that he stuttered a little.
"Liu, Fellow Daoist Liu, you are saying that you are willing to..."
"No, I don't want to." Liu Qinghuan said calmly: "So you think carefully about the weight of the Taiwei Sword, and you can exchange it with me for a treasure of the same weight!"
"Okay, okay!" Jiang Xianxian nodded repeatedly: "Although our Tainan Sect is about to disband, we still have a few things left, which will definitely satisfy our Taoist friends..."
Liu Qinghuan put the Taiwei Sword into Najie and interrupted him directly: "Then come to me when you are ready. Remember, this is of your own free will. Don't say in the future that I forced you, and don't use morality.
Something like that to threaten. Otherwise, haha!"
He sneered, not hiding the domineering and murderous intent in his tone.
The monk named Yu on the side turned his head unnaturally and remained silent.
In fact, before returning the sword, Liu Qinghuan had a plan early on.
The Taiwei Sword was of course useful to him, but it was not indispensable. What's more, after meeting Jiang Xianxian and stimulating its true power, he made up his mind.
In addition, the Taiyi Shuang Linggu in the Songxi Cave Sky Map is about to mature, and its main branch is an innate sword, which can not only cut through the void, but also has incredible magical powers.
Therefore, in comparison, Taiwei seems a bit useless in his hands. After all, he cannot really wield a lot of swords, and the sword of life and death is connected with his mind, and he will never give up.
Liu Qinghuan turned the sword of life and death in his hand, and when he was about to speak, he heard Jiang Xianxian said: "Fellow Daoist Liu, is this your soul sword?"
"Huh? That's right."
"I really envy you fellow Taoist. The sword spirit of your sword is extremely powerful, no worse than Taiwei's."
Liu Qinghuan paused, raised the Sword Spirit of Life and Death in front of his eyes, and said in surprise: "Sword Spirit?"
Jiang Xianxian looked at him strangely: "Yes, although the sword spirit looks a little weak, but..."
He opened his eyes suddenly: "You, you don't know? The sword spirit of your sword is generated by yourself?!"
When Liu Qinghuan had time to reply to him, he quickly put the Sword Spirit of Life and Death between his eyebrows. He felt a vague shadow in the middle of the sword body, and said with surprise and joy: "A sword spirit was actually born!"
The monk surnamed Yu also came to join in the fun at this time: "Wow, the sword spirit is born by itself! Only a top-quality spiritual sword has a one-in-10,000 chance of giving birth to its own sword spirit. Fellow Daoist Liu, your sword will be great in the future!"
Liu Qinghuan felt as if she had been hit by a big cake falling from the sky. The depression of agreeing to return Taiwei was swept away, and she could only feel the ecstatic joy of the newly born sword spirit again and again.
He suddenly remembered that when Gu Jingchen and others flew out of the formation, they were almost injured due to the sudden burst of butterfly powder. If it hadn't been for the stinging pain coming from his hand, and the Sword of Life and Death cutting through his palm, he woke up.
At that time, I thought it was because he held it too tightly. Now think about it, if he was caught in a nightmare, how could he still hold the sword? It was simply the sword of life and death automatically protecting the master!
And he has been so busy these days that he didn't even notice that the sword spirit of life and death was quietly produced!
Jiang Xianxian and the monk surnamed Yu both expressed congratulations, but Liu Qinghuan suppressed her words and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, what's the name of your sword? Haha, another famous sword has appeared in the world, so we can brag to others in the future."
Liu Qinghuan's face froze, and he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to name the sword for so long!
"Haha, let's talk about this later. Things are going on here. Someone will probably arrive soon. There may also be people from the Yin and Moon Blood Realm. Let's find a safe place."
Jiang Xianxian nodded in agreement and took out the communication talisman: "Yes, then I will inform other fellow Taoists that they don't have to come."
The three of them said no more, left the place in a mess and left quickly.
The stronghold of the Yin-Moon Blood Realm below has been completely destroyed in successive fierce battles. Countless Yin-Moon Blood Realm monks who fell into nightmares were silently turned into ashes because they were left unattended.