With this sword, Zhuang Wudao did not use any sword weapon. Instead, he integrated the sword aperture in his body and the nearly 110,000 Great Compassion Sword Qi into one. It manifested into a mouth, which looked similar to the Qingyun Sword.
Ninety percent long sword.
All the methods of cause and effect were used to lock the cause. When Zhuang Wudao struck with his sword, Qingyun had no time to react, and was forcibly divided into two by his sword.
The sword spirit split and immediately transformed into two soul shadows. They were somewhat similar to the previous Qingyun, but each was different.
One is beautiful and soft, with a calm temperament, like a hibiscus emerging from the water, otherworldly; the other is also unparalleled in appearance, charming the country. She also has outstanding grace, elegant manners, inexplicable sharp temperament, and eyes as firm as an eagle, which makes people unable to resist.
Dare to look directly.
However, at this moment, the faces of these two people were filled with a look of astonishment. Their bodies were also erratic, as if they would dissipate as long as the wind blew, as if they could not even maintain their own shape.
"Sword Master——"
The former first exclaimed, and then frowned, obviously aware of his current state.
The latter looked around with a look of confusion and confusion in his eyes.
Zhuang Wudao didn't let the two of them wait for too long. He spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth. After relieving the injury, he slapped the blade of the Qingyun Sword. First, he put the soul of the beautiful girl into the Qingyun Sword.
.Then a burst of colorful smoke shot out, swung out from his sleeve and penetrated into the sword body.
This is the remaining innate Yuan Spirit that was left after helping the Qingyun Sword recover. Zhuang Wudao never thought of how to use it. He originally planned to keep it and collect more innate Yuan Spirits to restore the Tianji Wanxing and reverse the universe.
The Immortal Taboo of Mirror. At this moment, it can help the real sword spirit of Qingyun Sword to recover the trauma of spiritual consciousness after separation.
Then he used his magic power and photographed another girl from a distance.
"Are you the sword master of this generation? Yes, I remember you. Wu Dao has been with you for hundreds of years without knowing it. But you separated me from her?"
The girl's eyes also looked over, her gaze changed. Zhuang Wudao's expression remained unchanged. At this moment, he used his magic skills to forcibly absorb the incomplete soul and threw it into the black crystal in his hand.
However, there was a burst of resistance from the opposite side, and Han Han's sword intent was pointed directly into the depths of his soul.
At this moment, Zhuang Wudao felt a cold feeling in his heart. He had an unreasonable feeling that as long as the girl in front of him was willing, he would definitely take his life.
It is obvious that the other party has nothing left, only a incomplete soul consciousness. Three souls and seven souls, none of them are complete.
However, at this moment, Zhuang Wudao felt that he was as insignificant as an ant in front of this woman.
Fortunately, this feeling only lasted for a moment. When the girl noticed the crystal in Zhuang Wudao's hand, she finally realized it.
"So that's it, this is the Yuan Fei from the day after tomorrow? Wu Dao, you are going to use this thing——, anyway, thank you very much"
A slight smile appeared on her face. After first giving her a generous gift, she said with gratitude: "Although this cannot be regarded as a real resurrection, it can still be regarded as a good skin. The body of the Yuan Fei the day after tomorrow can still be cultivated."
I have been diligent and ignorant for more than a million years, but I can still get a physical body again. Qingyun, I am extremely grateful."
If he didn't resist, he was led by Zhuang Wudao's magic power and penetrated into the black crystal stone.
At the moment when the girl's remnant soul was driven into the acquired Yuan Fei, this crystal stone actually started beating like a heart in his hand. This was the girl's soul, which had been accepted by the Hou Tian Yuan Fei.
sign.
But at this moment, Zhuang Wudao was suddenly stunned. Thinking of Nie Xianling, who had desperately tried to stop him before, could it be that he wanted to stop Luo Qingyun's remnant soul from being resurrected through the acquired Yuan Fei?
Why didn't I think of it before?
The Nie Xianling he saw just now must have come from a certain time in the future. Could it be that something unfortunate happened to him because of this ‘Emperor Heaven Sword Master’?
However, I didn’t feel any ominous omen in my soul. That’s right, what would happen at this time if something happened hundreds or thousands of years later?
Zhuang Wudao didn't care, even if Qingyun might become his own calamity in the future, so what?
This is what she owes her. The original agreement was that Qingyun would help him reach the top of the avenue, and he would help it recover.
This is actually a promise made to two people, one is the sword spirit of the Qingyun Sword, and the other is the Emperor Sword Master who died at the end of the Five Tribulations.
No one in this world is qualified to decide his future. If there is a day of calamity in the future, he will definitely find a way to resolve it.
No one can stop him, no matter who it is, not even Heavenly Dao, not even -
Zhuang Wudao's mind flashed through the shocking claw marks he had seen before. However, without any hesitation, he clenched his fists tightly.
——Even Yuanxu, the Dragon of Destiny who is half-step into Hunyuan, cannot decide his fate!
Smiling softly, Zhuang Wudao looked at the black soul mist in his hand again. This was another part of the soul that he separated after fighting with the Karma Sword.
It should be a trace of demonic thought, and I don't know who owns it. It is even more incomplete than the sword spirit and Luo Qingyun's soul. After separation, not only does it have no form, it cannot even maintain consciousness.
At this time, it was unusually quiet in his hands.
"So that's it, is this three souls in one? The remnant soul is combined with the sword spirit, and some of the demonic thoughts are incorporated into it. That's why her soul is so weird. Her personality is unstable, sometimes gentle, sometimes domineering, sometimes sharp -
"
Immortal Li Hua had no envy at all about what was happening in front of her. Although she was eager to be resurrected, this acquired Yuan Fei was not suitable for her.
The Chongming dead egg in Zhuang Wudao's body is the thing that can truly bring her back to life.
"She is indeed Luo Qingyun. It's a pity that Luo Qingyun, the Emperor's Sword Saint a million years ago -"
Zhuang Wudao was speechless, understanding the meaning of Immortal Li Hua. It was indeed regrettable that Luo Qingyun was too seriously injured and her soul was incomplete. Even if she regained her body with the help of the acquired Yuan Fei at this time, it could not be considered a true resurrection.
It is extremely difficult to return to the state before death. Just repairing the soul is extremely troublesome.
Zhuang Wudao had just sensed that the remnant soul of the Emperor Sword Master was riddled with holes and scars. These were not ordinary injuries, but marks of the way of heaven.
Unless there is someone who is equal to the "Dao of Heaven" to repair it, there will be no way to recover.
But such a person does not exist in this world——
Luo Qingyun's body is not considered a real body. Strictly speaking, it is just a puppet hatched from his flesh and blood, combined with Houtian Yuan Fei.
Luo Qingyun, the Emperor's Sword Saint, is just the soul in charge of this puppet body. He cannot be at ease or detached.
On the contrary, Qingyun Sword Spirit will soon recover as before without Luo Qingyun's drag.
As long as she finds some more innate energy, her spirit can be fully restored.
The explorer took out a thousand-year-old locust tree that could store the soul of a monk. Zhuang Wudao inserted the demonic thoughts in his hand into it. Then he placed dense forbidden patterns on the outside to prevent this thing from escaping.
He still doesn't know who owns this demonic thought and where it comes from. He can only wait until Luo Qingyun wakes up to find out.
There was a faint feeling in my mind that this thing and myself seemed to have an inexplicable causal entanglement.
Xie Wanqing and others on the periphery were confused at this time. Even Su Yunzhui, who could see through illusions with his Chongming Observation Eye, was confused. He didn't understand where Zhuang Wudao's fairy-level sword came from.
Come on. Why would a sword spirit be split into two by him?
I don’t even know what this sword is. What are the identities of the two separated women?
The conversations between several people were all suppressed and covered up by Zhuang Wudao with the all-encompassing Senluosha, making it impossible to hear.
Zhuang Wudao had no intention of explaining. He just made a move next to the cloud platform. Several jade pieces flew up from the dead Taihuang Sect disciples and landed on his hand.
Following Zhuang Wudao, several more runes were inserted one after another. These jade pieces suddenly emitted bursts of gleaming light, resonating with the two-yi celestial pole dust formation.
The Immortal Taoist was immediately overjoyed, knowing that this was the jade talisman that Zhuang Wudao had refined for them. With this jade talisman, a few people could truly have unimpeded access in this other mansion.
None of the treasures here could belong to them. However, Zhuang Wudao did not prevent them from looking for their own opportunities in this Emperor's residence.
Naturally, the bulk of the treasures in Befufu still belong to the Cangwu Demon Lord. However, even if he does not die, he can also collect some treasures that he likes and can use.
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Four hundred thousand miles away from the Jiuxuan Demon Gorge, Huang Xuanye finally stopped. It was only then that the fear and panic in his heart receded slightly.
Because I was too frightened of that person, even if I knew that I could escape from the Taihuang's palace, I would be safe. Even if I was wise, I would never chase him out of the Taihuang's palace.
However, Huang Xuanye still couldn't feel at ease. Driven by the difficulty and fear in his heart, he acted according to his instincts. Only when he was far away from the Jiuxuan Demon Gorge could Huang Xuanye restrain the shadow deep in his heart.
At this moment, Huang Xuanye's face also showed a purple-green color. Knowing that today's battle, Zhuang Wudao had left permanent scars deep in his soul——
Turning back and looking in the direction of Jiuxuan Demon Gorge, Huang Xuanye's eyes revealed even more despair.
There is little hope in this battle between inner demons. He doesn't know how he can defeat that monster-like existence.
In other words, no matter how hard he struggles, will he definitely die?
Suddenly, Huang Xuanye felt something in his heart again, his expression changed, and he bowed in front of him with unusual respect.
"Disciple meets the Demon Governor"
And just after the blink of an eye, a figure suddenly stepped out of the void.
The gown is as scarlet as blood, the face is incredibly handsome, and the purple gem eyes are filled with anger at this moment.
This is his Demon Governor, the current master of the Yuanshi Demon Sect, and his nominal master.
No one above the immortals and demons would easily enter the Xingxuan world with their true bodies. What appeared in front of Huang Xuanye was just an external incarnation of the Blood Lord Ren Mi. However, the oncoming pressure still made his body tremble.
Trembling, complete stagnation of energy.
"Xuan Ye, you have disappointed me today."
Even if he was extremely angry and disappointed, Ren Mi's expression was still cold and cold: "Do you know where I am disappointed today?"
His tone was indifferent, but the vast and boundless divine thoughts came with overwhelming pressure.