Spirit Sword Sovereign

The breath is no longer, and the remnant is naturally dissipated.

At this moment, Chu Xingyun’s Mind sank to the bottom of the valley, and his face floated with a painful color.

Ka-cha !

At this moment, the shrine that was parked on the ground, without any warning, moved, and the eyes of the coffin had a glimmer of light, and finally stood up.

“A smashing soul, this is weak and pitiful, and then a little bit of soul, this process is too painful.” The sorrowful mouth smashed together and spit out a familiar voice.

Chu Xingyun heard this sentence, the pain of the face is no longer, turning worry into joy, hurriedly stepped forward, said the trembling: “Ink Senior, you, how do you feel?”

Rao is Chu Xingyun, and at this moment, the voice has become a bit confusing.

Although relying on the Samsara Heavenly Book, I will be able to seal the soul and let the souls never dissipate. However, when Chu Xingyun saw the remnant of the Mo Wanggong, he still couldn’t resist the excitement of his heart.

He, succeeded, let the Mo Wanggong, who has been dead for tens of thousands of years, successfully resurrected!

“Besides a little pain, everything is well.” Mo Wanggong is also extremely excited. After tens of thousands of years of loneliness, he actually resurrected and became a half-man and a half-human body. If it was not personal experience, he would not dream. Dare to dream of this scene.

“Although it has been successfully resurrected, there are two problems, which are more difficult.” At this time, the joy on the face of Mo Wanggong dissipated, and the voice was a little dignified.

“Ink Senior can say no.” Chu Xingyun looked positive and listened carefully.

“First, my remnant soul has become faint after tens of thousands of years. Even if I am attached to the heart of heaven, I can’t return to the heyday. Plus, I am now a coffin, and the cultivation base is even bigger. Not as good as before, only Heavenly Spirit Third Level.”

Hearing this, Chu Xingyun shrugged, not too surprised, and comforted: “The body of the scorpion, how refined and realistic, is far less than the body of flesh, can be resurrected, it is enough.”

The Mo Wang Gong lived for tens of thousands of years, and it was a rare remnant. After the resurrection, there was a Heavenly Spirit Third Level cultivation base.

“For the first point, I can accept it, but the second point…”

At this time, Mo Wanggong paused, said with a smile: “My soul entered the Samsara Heavenly Book, after the vagueness, I feel that this silk soul is with you, there is a mysterious and mysterious connection.”

“Xuan and its mysterious connection?” Chu Xingyun looks awkward, do not know what this means.

Ink is still with a smile: “In a nutshell, this silky soul has been closely linked to you. If your brat is dead, Samsara Heavenly Book will disappear, and my soul will be wiped out.”

Oops!

Chu Xingyun’s heart jumped wildly, and he never expected to have such a situation.

According to Mo Wanggong, since then, the life of Mo Wanggong has been tied with him. Chu Xingyun is alive, and Mo Xingyun is dead. Chu Xingyun is dead.

If one prospers, all prospers , if one suffers, all suffers !

“In view of this, before you step into the nirvana, I will follow you and urge you to work hard, Earth Spirit Second Level cultivation base, too weak, can’t control the life and death of the owner.” Chu Xingyun glanced with a bit of sternness.

Chu Xingyun felt no light on his face, didn’t talk, and nodded.

In Northern Wasteland, the Earth Spirit Second Level is not too low and has a place.

However, Mo Wanggong is an antiquity Martial Emperor. His vision is high. He is the Earth Spirit. Even the Heavenly Spirit and even the Yin-Yang environment are too low for him to protect himself.

However, 尴尬 尴尬 尴尬, for the addition of Mo Wanggong, Chu Xingyun still feels heartfelt surprise.

I thought that in the past, Chu Xingyun and Tiangong Zong had a battle. His fighting power, Tiangong Zong, no one could compete, even the Sect Master, who was flying by his slap, did not look at it.

But in the face of Tiangong’s mountain gate, Chu Xingyun is helpless, so that he can’t get into the Half-step.

Mo Wanggong as Tiangong Primogenitor, he mastered the mechanism of the mechanism, Ghost Spirit is unpredictable, far better than the original Sect Master.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as he gives him enough time, he will be able to turn Qi Fengfeng into a worldly fortress and block millions of Arms. Even if it is, even the Martial Emperor powerhouse will come, it will be difficult to overcome!

“Since the ink Senior has been resurrected and remains in the secret of heaven, there is no meaning at all. Let’s leave.” Chu Xingyun retracted his mind and said to Mo Wanggong.

“Well, you and I will leave immediately.” Mo Wanggong nodded immediately.

The two figures flickered and left the inner space. At the same time, using Tiangong Xuanyin, the virtual bridge was opened again.

Slamming!

Ten Directions On the high slope of the gorge, Chu Xingyun and Mo Wanggong suddenly emerged.

At first, Mo Wanggong still has some concerns.

When he stepped on the ground with his feet and felt the familiar atmosphere of the heavens and the earth, he looked up, greedy took a deep breath, and exclaimed: “Ten thousands of years, it is really a sea of ​​sorrow, everything has changed.”

“The true continent, unpredictable, not to mention tens of thousands of years, even in a short period of 100 years, there are earth-shaking changes. After returning to the flowing Empire, I will go to the ink for the Senior.” Chu Xingyun smiled. Whispered in response.

He lifts the head and looks at the sky. At this time, the night has already dispersed. Blazing sun is about to explore Chuyun. At this moment, I am afraid that Wu Jingxue has made a move.

“Can’t drag any more!” Chu Xingyun’s eyes sank and his palm swung forward.

Suddenly, Chu Xingyun only felt a gust of wind blowing.

In his gaze, a white light blooms, and if it is a comet, with a fierce murderous aura, it falls on this void, giving him the illusion of being in the land of killing.

The white light fell in front of him, slowly dissipated, revealing the coolness of the White Tiger, a pair of eyes, showing the golden yellow color, looking straight ahead, quite the Four Phenomena Divine Beast.

“In the body of White Tiger, there is only a trace of remnant, although the power is there, but the strength is far from enough, only the Earth Spirit level, but it is extremely fast, can travel 30,000 miles per day.” Mo Wanggong feels Chu Xingyun’s anxious, immediately said.

Hearing this, Chu Xingyun looked happy.

Between Xingfengguo and Liuyunhuangcheng, 2000 li or so, at the speed of White Tiger, you can safely rush back without an hour!

“If it is not too late, we will leave immediately.” Chu Xingyun jumped over the back of White Tiger and just wanted White Tiger to leave.

However, at this time, a fierce figure, suddenly swept out of the dismal corner, hands open, stopped Chu Xingyun’s way.

This figure is a young man, dressed in a crescent long gown, body, full of Senran sword intent, pair of eyes sinking, locking Chu Xingyun around, coldly said with a smile: “I am waiting for seven days, Finally, you have shown up.”

In the cold words, there is a hint of impotence, which makes the space solidify.

Come, in addition to the often famous, who will be!