The black blade and the white blade coexist with each other.

The hollow area in the center is where the sword ridge should exist, but there is nothing at this time.

And the hilt of the sword behind.

It is even more shaped like a twisted flower, black and white are entangled and twisted with each other, the sword jaw is like a lotus leaf, and the sword head is like a lotus flower, and both are black and white.

Looking at this strange-shaped sword.

All the monks present seemed to have seen the perfect fusion of life and death.

"Master, this is the current form of the Immortal Sword of the Prison Devouring Sword."

"White sword defeats life, black sword defeats death, can not only plunder life, but also extract death energy, control life and death, and transform at will."

Just as the Prison-Devouring Sword Girl was telling it in Si Yuan’s sea of ​​consciousness.

Si Yuanheng sword in front of him, aimed the black sword at himself, and slashed it down violently, cutting off the strong dead aura that gradually rose and increased rapidly in his body.

Deprive and extract death energy, force yourself to kill yourself.

Then he used a backhand sword to attack Liu Feng, Zhu Rong Qingyun and others, and beat the extracted dead energy at them, causing them to suffer the erosion of the dead energy.

"Swish..."

The black sword light swept out, with a hint of death and coldness.

It seems to completely devour all living things.

Immediately afterwards, the Immortal Sword Devouring Prison in Si Yuan's hand changed again. He aimed his white blade at Xiang Liufeng, Zhu Rong Qingyun and others, and slashed out another white sword light, with a terrible effect of depriving life.

"Swish swish..."

The black and white sword lights came one after another, and almost at the same time.

The black sword's death energy erodes the life of the white sword. This strange and terrifying sword light is simply terrifying than some great magical powers.

"What's the point of struggling to death?"

Zhu Rong Qingyun Dandan said, and pointed forward with force in his crutch in his hand.

At the same time, Xiang Liu Feng, Gonggong Jin'e and other witches and factions each used different Jiuli totem powers to fight against the two black and white sword lights.

"careful!"

"This sword light is strange!"

Gonggong Jin'e, who was first exposed to, shouted.

She suddenly looked down at her hands, but saw that her originally energetic and vital hands had become old and withered at this moment, just like an old lady who was about to die.

Her vitality is passing and her life span is also reduced.

As if he was conscious, Gonggong Jin'e looked up at the direction of "Ji Wuye" and was shocked to find that "Ji Wuye" who had originally revealed his death appearance actually slowed down again.

Even his face turned slightly rosy.

Although it quickly became very white again, the changes happened.

"Ji Wuye is extracting our vitality and recovering herself!" Gonggong Jin'e exclaimed in surprise, looking at her increasingly aging self, she was furious: "Dare to make me become an old lady, I will kill you with my own hands!"

No hesitation or hesitation.

Gonggong Jin'e began to cast a curse of the Spirit, which had a significant side effect. At the cost of consuming her own essence, blood and part of her life span, she cooperated with the seal method to cast the curse.

"Ji Wuye, I curse you to die after suffering."

"After death, the soul is burned by the sacrificial fire, blown by the cold wind, sinking forever, and suffering for generations."

"Die, go!"

Her fingers flew around like a butterfly, quickly forming a seal of the Word Spirit curse.

Hit him to "Ji Wuye".

But what shocked Gonggong Jin'e was that the magic seal cursed by the Spirit had just flew out of her palm and wandered back on its own, surrounding her.

It looks like a headless fly, I don't know who to curse.

"How is this possible?!"

"Why is my Spirit Curse invalid? "

"Silly, you cursed Ji Wuye. What does it have to do with me, Zhao Dayong?" Si Yuan looked at Gonggong Jin'e, and looked like he looked at a fool, and laughed without any concealment: "Just your brain, you are a total idiot, you don't even know what grandpa's name is."

"The one who curses Ji Wuye, and he wants to kill me, Zhao Dayong?"

"You are just insulting the idiot."

"So brave! He is so disrespectful to me!" Gonggong Jin'e was furious when she heard this, forcibly supported her aging body and cast the Spirit of Spell Seal again.

This time, she placed the target of casting spells on the name of "Zhao Dayong".

While quickly squeezing and casting spells, he looked at "Zhao Dayong", showing a cruel grin, and his eyes were very malicious.

"How dare I say I'm a fool!"

"I think you are also a fool. You are so proud that you accidentally said your real name. This time, I will see how you die!"

Just when Gonggong Jin'e cast the Spirit Curse again.

The immortal sword in Si Yuan's hand changed again and began to switch to the target mode smoothly.

The fairy sword form, which is like a coexisting life and death, suddenly turned into pure purple, and the blade became wide and flat, like a purple xylophone.

There is no sword tip.

It's just that the front section is slightly narrower and the rear is wider.

And even the sword crest is not an ordinary sword crest shape, but a strange and strange structure similar to a string.

And there is also a purple vertical child at the location where the blade and the hilt are connected.

The hilt of the sword held by Si Yuan in the palm of his hand was like a skeleton demon stretching and deforming, with a ferocious and ferocious appearance, evil and strange.

The head of the sword is similar to the fork of the demon bone horn, and the angle is the same as the blade.

"Master, this is the magic sword form of the Prison-Devouring Sword."

"Its subordinate ability can induce the inner demon, distort consciousness, obscure the mind, erase the spiritual wisdom, and be able to control the seven emotions and seven desires."

"Like the spiritual demon comes, it has the terrible power of destruction and destruction from the inside of the soul."

Just as the Prison-Devouring Sword Girl was explaining quickly.

Si Yuan had already captured the Demon Sword Devouring Prison and once again showed Zhu Rong Qingyun, Xiang Liu Feng, Xiang Liu Mei and other monks of the Jiuli clan who were approaching quickly.

"Swish..."

The purple sword light is magnificent and grand, with a kind of magical nature.

Just after taking a look, Zhu Rong Qingyun felt that his reason was becoming confused, his spirituality was ignorant, and the negative emotions and desires in his heart were like a volcano that was about to erupt, ready to move.

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Feeling such changes, Zhu Rong Qingyun, Xiang Liu Feng and others were shocked.

Just a glance can turn into this. If you are killed by him, you may not be a fool on the spot and take over by your own inner demon.

"careful!"

"Don't be hit by him with all your strength!"

...

The roars of fear rang one after another.

But the purple magic sword light was extremely strange and mysterious.

Looking at the glorious and grand atmosphere, they could not beat each other's existence at all. They were like phantoms, attacking directly from the level of mind, emotions, and desires.

I don’t understand the mystery of this, and I don’t even know how to stop it.

Under the eyes of Zhurong Qingyun, Xiang Liu Feng and other witches, the purple magic sword light was like traveling through the reality and illusion, and shining in their hearts out of thin air.

The sword light rises like a purple sun, and the magical nature shines on the negative side of the soul.

Give its terrifying and weird abilities to the demon of the soul.

"Swish..."
Chapter completed!