"Do you want to know the real reason why I was exiled to the Heavenly God?"
Now that things have come to this point, Green Bo no longer hides it.
"In order to test the power of that evil sword technique, I not only devoured the sword intent of several junior sisters' natal sword weapons, but also caused their origin to be permanently damaged. All of this was done on purpose!"
"What kind of sisterly relationship between classmates is just a ridiculous thing to me!"
After Lu Bo finished speaking, the long sword in his hand began to brew a second killing move.
Chen Xuan sighed lightly: "You are far worse than Gong Zijia."
Gong Zijia, who was born in Yin Yueming Dynasty and was blinded by hatred since childhood, was able to stick to her original intention and did nothing that was unfavorable to the Yaoguang Sabre Sect.
Lu Bo practiced the evil sword skills and would not have been exiled to Tiandi Mountain. Chu Yun and Hua Yu must have given many opportunities, but Lu Bo attacked his junior sister, and could only say that there must be something hateful about the pitiful people.
"What did you say?" Lu Bo didn't know Gong Zijia, and could only hear the mockery in Chen Xuan's tone.
She was about to do something again, but suddenly her face changed. She looked down and saw five pointed and long nails piercing her body like sharp claws.
The resentful ghost of the Golden Immortal Realm Sword took action. Taking advantage of the invasion of Green Bo by the inner demon, he severely injured the Heavenly Immortal Realm Sword Immortal, and he was crazyly absorbing the original power of Green Bo.
"Ahhhh!"
Lu Bo screamed Lianlian, but he couldn't break free anyway. A look of despair soon appeared on her face.
"Junior Brother Chen, save me!"
Chen Xuan slashed out a sword as soon as possible, but was blocked by the strongest resentful ghost.
It’s not that Chen Xuan wants to save Lu Bo, but if he just lets the strongest grudge absorb the original power of Green Bo, it will be even more difficult to deal with next.
In just a moment, Lu Bo's cultivation was sucked away, and together with his body, he became the nutrient for the resentful ghost of the Golden Immortal Realm Sword. Finally, he dissipated invisible with a shrill and resentful cry.
After devouring the green wave, the resentful ghost of the Golden Immortal Realm Sword transferred the target to Chen Xuan.
This resentful ghost actually does not have the strength of the Golden Immortal Sword Immortal, but is transformed by the resentment of the Golden Immortal Sword Immortal. Now it has merged with the sword intent of Green Wa, and its power has been greatly improved.
But Chen Xuan still did not panic because his killer move had not been used yet.
Seeing that the resentful ghost of the Golden Immortal Realm Sword had once again turned into ten sharp swords and slashed over, Chen Xuan immediately summoned the Beiming Shen Kun and put a golden hoop on his head that could increase his soul power.
In this case, Chen Xuan's strongest soul fairy form was directly used to cooperate with the Beiming Shen Kun to launch a huge wave of spiritual tide impact, forming an invisible circle of mental power ripples spreading in all directions.
The moment the low-level resentful ghosts around him were shocked, they were shocked to ashes, and the remaining sword intent was absorbed by the blood beads on the Xuanyuan Emperor's sword.
The resentful ghost of the Golden Immortal Realm Sword at the center point was hit by the first wave, and the attack completely stopped. The black aura condensed by resentment trembled continuously, and it was even seen that it was fearful.
When Chen Xuan and Beiming Shen Kun launched three spiritual shocks, the resentful ghost of the Golden Immortal Realm Sword finally couldn't resist it, and his soul body shattered inch by inch, turning into a smear of black smoke and drifting into the sky, and soon dissipated with the wind.
After three consecutive soul power bursts, Chen Xuan felt a little depressed. In order to quickly kill the resentful ghost of the Golden Immortal Realm Sword and suppress the entire sword tomb, he had no power at all.
On the contrary, the Beiming Shen Kun was relaxed and free, and also kept feeding the soul power to the master.
After this battle, Chen Xuan absorbed a large amount of sword intent essence. Next, just find a safe place and integrate it well to digest it, which can greatly improve the sword realm and his own cultivation.
Of course, the most important thing is to further improve the sword body without disasters.
After a little thought, Chen Xuan decided to adjust his breathing on the spot.
The most dangerous place is the safest place.
This sword tomb has been formed for many years, and no ferocious beasts have dared to build nests nearby. Although the sword tomb no longer exists now, no ferocious beasts should come to occupy the territory in a short period of time.
Half a month later.
Chen Xuan completely merged with the sword intent in his body, and his sword realm was greatly improved, and his cultivation level was increased from the entry point of the Heavenly Immortal Realm to a small achievement.
Such an improvement seems not to be great, but in fact, a large number of sword intents were used by Chen Xuan to temper the sword body of Wujie. As one of the twelve immortal bodies in the fairy world, it is far from as simple as absorbing the sword intent of a low-level sword tomb.
Otherwise, the sword body without robbery will not be worthy of the top-level immortal body.
According to Chen Xuan's estimate, he had to get at least three more sword tombs before he could reach the great success of the sword body of Wujie.
Anyway, his current strength is enough to climb to a higher position. As long as he does not stand still, he will be able to achieve the goals set in his heart one day.
Thinking of this, Chen Xuan flew into the Eighth Pagoda and went up to the eighth floor to ask for advice from the Immortal Emperor Wujie.
When the Immortal Emperor Wujie said that the location of the next sword tomb would take at least three hundred years to reach it, Chen Xuan couldn't help but look stunned: "Senior Wujie, don't there be a closer sword tomb?"
"Evil Emperor, why don't you ask me if I know the shortcut?" The Soul Heaven Emperor smiled and did not keep it in the cover. He paused and continued, "I had not yet cultivated to the Immortal Emperor's realm. I had climbed the Heavenly Emperor Mountain with the Great Sage. Both of us felt that the restriction of flying under the Immortal Emperor was too difficult for the younger generations to leave, so we left some flying seals. If a person with a destiny had good luck, he could fly hundreds of miles, thousands of miles to tens of thousands of miles; of course, there were no such seals at the foot of the mountain, and it was necessary to climb to a certain height before it could be found."
After hearing what the Soul Emperor said, a surprise flashed through Chen Xuan's eyes.