"Alas, why is this happening?" The voice of the sword spirit rang in his mind.
Ling Chuxi felt relieved now.
"Thank you, senior, for saving me. I wonder who he is?" Ling Chuxi asked.
"My name is Cang Yuan!" Sword Spirit said, and with his voice, a sense of vastness suddenly surged into the starry sky.
"Cang Yuan!" Ling Chuxi was stunned. The guy just called himself Cang Yuan, but he wanted to destroy her consciousness and seize the Nine Yin Jue Vein. He also called himself Cang Yuan. What's going on?
"He is Cangyuan, and I am also Cangyuan." Sword Spirit said and gradually disappeared.
"Where are you going? Can you explain it more clearly?" Ling Chuxi asked anxiously, full of confusion. Why are they both Cang Yuan?
"You still can't control his murderous intent. If you don't suppress it, even the Sword God Gu Qi won't be able to control him. I hope you will grow up as soon as possible..." Sword Spirit said leisurely and gradually disappeared.
There was nothing between the starry sea and the Milky Way. Ling Chuxi stood quietly under the starry sky, her mind unprecedentedly clear and peaceful. Suddenly, she discovered that there was a strange connection deep in her consciousness, as thin as a gossamer, and it was difficult to find a connection.
Perceptible, but inseparable. Through this connection, one can actually feel the fatigue of the sword spirit at this time, as well as the sigh in his heart, and an endless sadness.
Sword God Guqi! Ling Chuxi immediately realized that she had established a spiritual connection with the sword spirit. In the battle just now, the sword spirit was obviously severely damaged, so she had to leave so quickly.
Ling Chuxi tried to investigate with her spiritual mind, but found that the sword spirit's aura was getting weaker and weaker, and it actually fell into a deep sleep.
Ling Chuxi opened her eyes and saw Huangfu Qingjue's beautiful face. Although his expression was still cold and calm, his eyes were full of concern and self-blame. It was not until he saw Ling Chuxi open his eyes that he felt relieved.
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"You're okay." Huangfu Qingjue held Ling Chuxi's hand tightly.
Ling Chuxi felt that his hand was actually cold, and it was only now that a trace of warmth returned.
Ling Chuxi looked around. The Demon Emperor and others were still in a coma, and it looked like they would not wake up for a while.
"What happened just now?" Huangfu Qingjue asked.
"The sword shadow just now calls itself Cang Yuan..." Ling Chuxi said without reservation everything that happened in her mind just now, without missing any detail.
She had too many questions and couldn't find the answers, and the only one who could trust her and give the answers was Huangfu Qingjue.
"Cang Yuan, it is indeed Cangyuan Sword Soul. No, the main killer of Sword Soul should be Sword Soul." Huangfu Qingjue said.
"Cang Yuan Sword Spirit?" Ling Chuxi looked at Huangfu Qingjue in confusion.
"Cang Yuan is a person and a sword. Legend has it that in ancient times, when chaos first broke out in the world, a supreme master emerged from the sky and dominated the Nine Continents with a long sword. This man was Cang Yuan.
He cultivates the sword with his body, controls the sword with his heart, and refines the sword with his spirit. The sword and man unite to dominate the world, and the sword in his hand is also called the Cang Yuan Sword. When Cang Yuan came out, the world surrendered, and it was him.
." Huangfu Qingjue said.
"So powerful!" Ling Chuxi was shocked. With one person and one sword, he dominated the world and dominated the world. What kind of strength and pride is this. As long as you are a warrior, no one will be moved by it.
Seeing the shocked look on Ling Chuxi's face, Huangfu Qingjue felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart that he couldn't even explain. In Xiao Chuxi's eyes, he could only have himself, and only himself.