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Chapter 1810 Nothing

"Go! Don't kill those souls with your own cultivation and the righteous spirits on the Qixi Sword now!"

Bai Mei took a deep breath, and lost Haotianjing, his face became even more ugly.

I gasped for a few consecutive times...

He could no longer suppress it, sat cross-legged, controlled his cultivation and discharged the blood and energy outward, leaving only one sentence in the end.

"The Qixi Sword is connected to your mind, so you don't have to worry about the scene of sword control and not human control and sword control... Your sword is your person, your person is your sword. Now, use your sword to kill Youquan!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

There was no more noise... Obviously, he had entered the fetal breathing state.

A simple sentence, Murong Ruo suddenly felt delicate. His body shook and a clear idea flashed in his eyes.

It seemed like I had an epiphany.

Seeing the many blood demon souls below rage...

She tried hard to suppress the throbbing in her heart, and shouted softly. The Qixi Sword suddenly fell countless sword energy, accompanied by the great righteousness rising like the rising sun. The sword energy went down and the righteousness went up. Although only one sword, it blocked the entire world, without any gap, and even light could not pass through it.

It accommodates the power of the double Haotian Mirror, and the Qixi Sword itself can be among the Taoist instruments.

The power of the Qixi Festival sword is now completely incomparable to the point of being just now...

Slashed down with one sword.

The scorching righteousness spreads, and wherever it passes, all the bloody and evil auras are expelled.

Even the blood demon soul, under such powerful power, emitted extremely shrill screams, and then it was completely evaporated under the righteous energy.

Kill dozens of blood demon souls with one sword.

Such power...

Compared to the fact that the two of them could barely kill one just now, their performance is no longer as simple as doubling.

Together with Su Jing, he tried hard to control the Tianluo Sword Bond to shrink and prevent the blood demon from escaping.

Still have time to watch the battle in the field... Seeing the combat power shown by Murong Ruo, she was so shocked that her eyes were straightened and she said in surprise: "Why did Rong Ruo suddenly become so powerful?"

Is there anyone who knows Murong Ruo's strength better than her?

During this period, she had been living in Tianya Hai Pavilion, so she naturally knew Murong Ruo's progress.

It can be said to be shocking, but it is far from reaching the current level, right?

Could it be that a good weapon actually has such a huge gain?

Unexpectedly, I didn’t have much jealousy, but I felt a little proud.

Although she didn't even know where this pride came from... it was a little unreasonable.

"It seems that she has realized something."

Su Jing looked at Murong Ruo's sword in the field as strong as a sword, and each sword could kill several blood demon souls. The blood demon took the initiative to separate the original deity from the soul, resulting in a sharp decline in the strength of the soul, which instead gave Murong Ruo the best chance to play.

Great righteousness and inviolability.

In that burning white light...

Murong Ruo is like a god who controls the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the lethality shown by the world is completely above the innate realm.

Under her sword, the blood demon soul was like winter snow that suddenly encountered the scorching sun, and could only cry in pain and be melted by righteousness. Some souls had not even touched the Qixi Sword. They were just shining with the sword light of the Qixi Sword, and they had already turned into blood ashes.

Even if the blood demon soul is plural, how can it match the current Qixi Sword and Murong Ruo?

And Murong Ruo followed one sword after another...

However, the sword's momentum is becoming more and more round and more fulfilling.

The words of the white eyebrows rang in the ears and echoed in the heart.

Yes, people are swords, and my swords are also mine.

We are one...

So, curbing weapons is a detour.

During this period, in order to enhance her strength, she often took the initiative to ignore the existence of the Qixi Festival sword.

Because I don't want to be told that I use foreign objects.

Because I want to make myself truly powerful... but I put the cart before the horse.

She is a sword-apprentice, and the Chinese Valentine's sword is her sword, which is her arm extension. Can people abandon their arms and torso in order to be strong?

No...so, she was wrong before.

Wrong.

I took a detour without knowing it, and I just focused on my own strength, but ignored my identity.

The Qixi Festival sword is also part of me!

Thinking of it, Murong Ruo felt more and more that although the sword in his hand was much stronger, even to the point where he had far surpassed himself, he did not feel incapable of control at all, but instead turned to the best.

It really turned into an extension of the arm.

One shrill scream after another...

Youquan Yuanshen no longer has the ability to fight back under the upgraded Qixi Sword.

It seems that it is only a matter of time before it is killed, and there will be no big storm again.

but……

"What should I do if Youquan is the original Lord?"

He looked at Su Jing worriedly, then looked at the deep lake. At this point, everyone was already entangled with Youquan's soul, and no one could free up his hand to face Youquan's original deity.

And Youquan’s original strength is so powerful that if an ordinary person goes there, he will probably be unable to escape death.

Unless the two swords are combined...

But if Su Jing and Qu Wuyi once again combine the swords together, then these blood demon souls will scatter again.

It's a dilemma!

"Master Zunsheng, please take care of them, I will deal with Youquan!"

Qu Wuyi stretched out the Qingshou Sword in his hand and said lightly: "The Qingshou Sword in my hand is the dual power of the Tianfen and the Qingshou Sword. Its lethality is so strong that even if it is not as good as the combination of the Tianfen Lei Yan sword, it is probably not inferior. In theory, it should also have the ability to kill Youquan!"

"good!"

Su Jing nodded and said, "But you don't have to hurry to go."

He quietly spoke in his heart through a telekinesis conversation.

Qu Wuyi's eyes lit up, and when he looked at Su Jing, he looked a little weird, and he said helplessly: "You are really naughty, Master Zunsheng, they will bother you."

"Amitabha, I'll give it to me."

Zunsheng wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and a firm look appeared on his face.

"Then I'll go!"

Although Qu Wuyi is a warrior, the Qingshou Sword is now powerful and in the blue light, she and the Qingshou Sword have completely integrated into one, and then rushed towards the center of the lake!

With a thud, she had disappeared into the water...

"It won't be a problem, right?"

Asked worriedly.

"No... Wuyi is very sensible in doing things, and if it is really dangerous, then I can only give up the ability to bind the Tianluo Sword and go straight to combine with Wuyi."

Su Jing glanced at it and said, "However, I didn't expect that Wu Jing would have the possibility of failure!"

"That's true."

A speechless look appeared on her face. Looking at the Youquan Yuanshen below, she showed a dreamy look on her face.

I really can't believe it is as powerful as Youquan...

As a result, he was plotted by the young master and has no ability to fight back until now.

And they all got great luck, which was a greater gain than killing Youquan.

Thinking about...

I suddenly woke up and seemed... whether it was Wuyi, Rong Ruo, or even the young master had great luck.
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