Ye Xiaochuan was inexplicably horrified at this moment. In this flash of lightning, he confirmed one thing. The dream he had been thinking for the past few days turned out to be a real thing.
In the spirit gathering array, I had a brief exchange with the remnant soul of the invisible sword god from six thousand years ago.
What worries Ye Xiaochuan the most is that the memory of the invisible sword god has been integrated into his memory. The two memories are uniquely fused!
The memory fragment flashing in his mind just now was not his memory, but the memory of Senior Sword God!
Good things and bad things happened one after another. As soon as he figured out that the magic weapon in his hand was not a demonic thing, before he could rejoice, Ye Xiaochuan was shocked to find that he had the memory of another person.
If it were another cultivator who could get the memory of Senior Sword God, it would be a wonderful thing that no one could even dream of. After all, Senior Sword God was once a peerless master in the three worlds six thousand years ago, and it would be integrated into his memory.
, it will definitely be of great benefit to your own cultivation, and it may be possible to achieve the great achievements of the Sword God Senior.
But Ye Xiaochuan is young and has little experience. He has listened to countless instructions from his fellow teachers since he was a child. He must purify his heart, strengthen his foundation and cultivate his essence, and temper his soul to prevent other external forces from invading the body and easily becoming possessed.
, irreversible.
At this moment, he knew that the memory of Senior Sword God was integrated into his own memory, and he seemed to think of the remnant soul of Senior Sword God that disappeared into his head. He was very worried, would it cause side effects? Could it be that this Sword God
The soul of the senior has not completely dissipated? Hiding in the sea of his own soul, looking for opportunities to resurrect his soul?
In this entanglement, worry, and fear, Ye Xiaochuan was confused and his expression changed rapidly.
However, the next moment, he felt an overwhelming force hitting him, and then a sharp pain suddenly swept through his body.
His dazed mind suddenly returned to normal under the severe pain!
What he saw in front of him shocked him. It turned out that he had just seen the memory fragment of the Sword God's predecessor in a flash of lightning in his mind. Although it was not long, he was unprepared. Moreover, he was worried about what would happen after the remnant soul of the Sword God merged into his body.
It had side effects, so I was distracted for a moment and forgot that I was still in the middle of a battle.
Chen Mo didn't know that Ye Xiaochuan had gone crazy. He forced Ye Xiaochuan back with a quick sword, then he seized the opportunity and struck out with the Taiyi Divine Palm secretly taught by Cangyun Sect.
Ye Xiaochuan relied on Taiyi Divine Palm to defeat Hu Daoxin at the beginning, but now he was slapped with the same palm by Chen Mo. His body flew out involuntarily and directly hit the water curtain-like defensive barrier.
superior.
Ye Xiaochuan came to his senses from the severe pain, and his blood spurted out in a mouthful, which was quite embarrassing.
He got up and looked at Chen Mo, who was not far away in front of him and looked proud.
Chen Mo said: "Junior Brother Ye, I accept the concession!"
Ye Xiaochuan was quite depressed at the moment. He was still very confident before the war, but suddenly so many things happened, which made him confused. As a result, Chen Mo took a big advantage.
Now that he knew that the magic weapon in his hand was not an evil object from the Demon Cult, he felt relieved. As for the soul of the sword god entering his body, if he thought about it carefully, that soul was just a wisp of residual soul, and it was more than six thousand years ago.
Years ago, he was already extremely weak. With his cultivation so strong and his soul so stable, it was almost impossible for the remnant soul of the Sword God to seize his body.
Thinking of this, he slowly got up, reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.
He looked at Chen Mo and said slowly: "Senior Brother Chen, I haven't given up yet. Don't be too happy too soon."
Everyone was stunned.
Just now, Chen Mo hit Ye Xiaochuan firmly on the chest with Taiyi Divine Palm, causing Ye Xiaochuan to spit out blood and be seriously injured.
Even the arbitration elders below the ring had already walked up the stairs and were about to remove the magic circle barrier and declare Chen Mo the winner. Ye Xiaochuan suddenly seemed to be resurrected with full blood and said that he had not surrendered yet, which surprised everyone.
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Outside the crowd, among the female disciples of Yuanshui Xiaozhu.
Yun Qiyou, who was dressed in white, had the inexplicable worry in her eyes gradually dissipated. Her eyes, as bright as autumn water, stared deeply at the stubborn young man on the stage who still had a faint trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
After a long time, the corner of Yun Qiyou's mouth moved slightly, and she murmured softly, in a voice that only she seemed to be able to hear: "He's back."
Who's back?
Is this sentence said to Ning Xiangruo and everyone around her, or is it said to her own body and mind?
"He is back……"
The slight words were still heard by the senior sister Ning Xiangruo beside him.
Ning Xiangruo turned her head slightly, glanced at Yun Qiyou, a little surprised, and said: "Little junior sister, what did you say? Who is back?"
Yun Qiyou didn't make any move, and still looked deeply at the aloof and stubborn young man on the stage who seemed to have a hint of desolation.
She said slowly: "Ye Xiaochuan is going to enter the top ten."
Ning Xiangruo, Yang Liudi and several other female disciples of Yuanshui Xiaozhu were slightly startled when they heard this and turned to look at Yun Qiyou.
Yang Liudi said: "Little junior sister, you must have guessed wrong this time. Ye Xiaochuan was beaten by Chen Mo just now and vomited blood. It seems that he didn't have any bad ideas in his heart. It should be the second round of the battle with Sun Yao.
The loss is too serious, so today's performance is abnormal. This little dark horse seems to be here."
Yun Qi humorously shook his head and said nothing.
And at this moment, on the huge Kun position arena, Ye Xiaochuan slowly stood up straight, the bladeless divine sword in his hand glowed brightly, and the dark green sword light shone on his cheek, as if there was something in his expression.
A touch of unruliness, a touch of desolation.
There is also a hint of aloofness that looks down on the world.
At this moment, who can tell whether the person holding the bladeless sword is Ye Xiaochuan, the big mouse of the Cangyun Sect, or the previous owner of this sword that has been silent for more than six thousand years, the Sword God?
A wave of air, as Ye Xiaochuan regained his composure, turned into invisible sound waves and spread rapidly towards the surroundings. Everyone only heard a buzzing sound in their ears, and felt a strong air flow coming from the ring for Ye Xiaochuan.
The center spreads out.
Opposite Chen Mo, the smile on his face suddenly stiffened at this moment, as if he felt a hint of danger, a hint of unusual danger!
As soon as this feeling arose, he knew he couldn't delay any longer. With a sharp roar, his body turned into a bolt of lightning and flew towards Ye Xiaochuan.
The green sword light enveloped the sky, and countless sword energy turned into sword lights, forming an unbreakable sword circle and covering Ye Xiaochuan's head.
Everyone could see that Ye Xiaochuan's temperament at this moment had obviously undergone earth-shaking changes from his previous decadence.
However, when Ye Xiaochuan was injured, could he really create a miracle again and turn things around?