Looking at the dark figure of one-knee kneels, the smile on Chu Xingyun’s face is thick.

He can clearly feel that there is a very special connection between him and the sword slave, which allows him to easily control the behavior and behavior of the sword slave.

In addition, Chu Xingyun also found that the existence of the sword slave is very special.

His body is made up of the power of Tiandi Dibao and Black Hole. It is dark and secretive. It is like flesh instead of flesh. In the body, there is Soul with a constant red.

Under such a fusion, he has no vitality, but he has the power of Soul to complete a series of complicated actions according to the instructions of Chu Xingyun. From this point of view, he is not as unconscious as the coffin.

“The origin of Black Hole is mysterious. The Divine Ability method he possesses is also difficult to speculate. Perhaps when I step into the emperor, I can completely see it.” Chu Xingyun looked at the Black Hole heavy sword in his hand. In the heart whispered to himself.

Soon, he abandoned this distraction and looked back at the sword slave. Lightly said: “Get up.”

The language fell, the sword slaves stood up, without any hesitation.

Chu Xingyun nodded with satisfaction, could not help but look up and down, this sword slave, wearing a light armor, waist negative sword, the body exudes the breath, not weak, reaching Yin-Yang First Level.

What is different is that the sword slaves exude a breath, very sharp, like a sword, but also very secretive, just like the black abyss, people can not detect the real.

“I don’t know how the sword slaves are.” Chu Xingyun raised his eyebrows and pointed at the sword slave: “Listen, you immediately display full power and fight with me.”

“Yes!” For Chu Xingyun’s weird request, the sword slave still did not hesitate and immediately nodded.

At the next moment, his body moved.

Pull the sword and throw out the sword.

The long sword shimmering with the brilliance of the black brilliance, to destroy everything, the fierce swordsmanship caused the spiritual power of the space to tear, and the terrifying sound of the chī chī was broken.

Chu Xingyun’s gaze was microcoagulated. In an instant, a path of terrifying dark black sword light appeared in the space. Like a mountain, with the atmosphere of destruction, it completely suppressed the swordsmanship of the sword slaves, and even annihilated them all.

Slamming!

Jianwei dispersed, and the mountain-like terrifying flow mans, the path from the sword slaves, but the sword slaves did not flash, do not hide, holding the sword, striding up, still stabbed Chu Xingyun.

Suddenly, a path of muffled sound came out, and the thunder flow came to the sword slave, and immediately penetrated a path of blood hole, but the speed of the sword slave was still missing, Jianwei fell, and forced to Chu Xingyun.

“Retire!”

Chu Xingyun spit out a word in the mouth. At the same moment, the Black Hole heavy sword blew out. A light of the counter-sword bloomed, sweeping in all directions, smashing Jianwei, and shrouded the body of the sword slave. Let him It’s hard to move half a second.

The sword slave was shrouded in sword light, and the body continued to move forward, as if there was no sensation, let the sword light tear the body, the right arm with the sword, step by step, firm and unrelenting.

Seeing this scene, Chu Xingyun finally said, “Enough, stop here.”

The order sounded and the sword slave stopped moving forward.

At this moment, under the raging of sword light, his body is already in a state of wolverine. The blood is scattered all over the body. The sword marks are even more embarrassing. He almost rips off his chest, but he does not feel it, even the breath, there is no Changed at all.

“The current strength is equivalent to the ordinary Yin-Yang First Level, but because there is no pain, not afraid of life and death, the actual combat ability is stronger, and the person who is infinitely close to the Yin-Yang Second Level.” Chu Xingyun recalls the battle just now. , made an extremely accurate assessment.

From the strength of the sword slaves, it is quite good to be infinitely close to the Yin-Yang Second Level. Even among the six forces, it can be regarded as a precious top force.

More importantly, the sword slave, not Human, has no thoughts. All his actions are subject to Chu Xingyun’s orders. He will not be afraid of retreating because of fierce battles.

From this point, even if the sword slave faces the Yin-Yang Second Level, there is still a chance to win. Moreover, according to the Black Hole secret, the strength of the sword slave is not the same as Eternal, he can kill by , continuously devour Soul to improve their strength.

In mind, Chu Xingyun feels more satisfied, and the deepest part of his heart is a hot color.

With the Black Hole heavy sword, in the future, as long as he can collect enough Yin-Yang Soul and cultivate resources, he can continue to strengthen the strength of the sword.

What’s more, the sword slave’s existence is better than the coffin. It only needs to rely on the power of Black Hole to continuously reshape the body and re-enter the endless battle.

Only when Chu Xingyun dies, or if the Black Hole heavy sword breaks, the sword slave will disappear completely.

So existence, too terrifying, simply is born for battle.

“Between the Wanjian Pavilion and the stars Guzong, there will be a battle. After this war, there will be thousands of corpses and blood, and I can collect more Yin-Yang Soul. After these two Sects, there are still Ronaldinho and Divine Sky Temple…”

“The more the sword slaves, the stronger my strength. This shows that the strength gap between me and the Jiuhan Palace will be quickly compensated. In the near future, I will be able to march north and fight the Jiuhan Palace! ”

Rao is Chu Xingyun’s firm temperament. When he thinks about this scene, he can’t help but be thrilled. He looks at the dark sword slave in front of his eyes. He clenches his fists and shouts loudly: “The fragrance, the days of your reunion, no It will be too far, you must wait for me!”

When the voice fell, Chu Xingyun immediately regained his gaze, sitting on his knees and concentrating Mind on the Black Hole heavy sword.

Next, he will integrate the soul of Qin Qiu Mo into the Black Hole heavy sword, ready to mold the second sword slave.

One minute and one second, I don’t want to delay.

At this moment, within the endless Snow Region, thousands of miles away.

Here, the Luoxue flower floats all the year round, the cold ice is frozen forever, and few people set foot.

In the center of the Snow Region, the Jiuhan Peak stands here. At the mountainside, there is an ice palace. It circling and the towers are towering. It is like a knife and a chisel on the heavens and the earth. It is perfect.

At this time, in the ice tower at the top of the mountainside, there was a path of mourning.

Listening to the tone, the person who mourns, the age does not seem to be big.

I saw the ice tower, the space is quite large, there is a high platform inside, a delicate and pretty woman wearing a pale yellow Nichang, is stumbling on the high platform, every woman has action, the void, will condense thousands of ice Chips, straight into her body.

Yin Hong blood, infiltrated from her pores, just touched the air, but was crushed into a blood mist, the fog hovered in the air, turned into a whirlpool, and finally returned to the woman.

Under such a cycle, the woman’s body is not much hurt, but these biting pains are endless and will never stop.

In front of the high platform, sitting on an old woman wearing a purple robe.

She looked at the scene in front of her, the expression on her face did not change at all, even when she heard the sorrow of the delicate and pretty woman, her mouth would sneak a smudge of the arc, like a smile instead of a smile, and it was strange.

call out!

At this moment, a purple figure appeared and fell behind the old woman.

This purple figure is a woman, beautiful, jade foot just touched the ice, it immediately fell down the back, very respectful, said: “Honored Master.”

This absolutely beauty, it is a night of cold.

“Is the injury all recovered?” The night snow lifts the head, a faint sweep of the night.

The night is still cold, and the whispering back: “Many thanks Honored Master’s concern, the injury of the child, has generally recovered, although there are some residual injuries in the body, but it should be no problem.”

“This ancient star secret trip, there have been too many accidents, if I did not guess wrong, the person who injured you should be the legendary stars, and at the same time, she made a move, helped Shui LiuXiang The control of the soul of the soul.”

The sound of the night snow is old and people are very uncomfortable. When she spoke, she did not look at the night, but coldly stared at Shui LiuXiang and continued: “For the sake of safety, from today’s beginning, you immediately retreat. , full power restores the dark injury, and promotes the cultivation base realm, so as to waste the insights of the ancient secrets.”

“Retreat?”

When I heard these words, the night was cold and frowned.

This moment, in her mind, there is a handsome young face like a demon, very real, but also very vague, as if it will dissipate at any time, so that her Mind is nervous, there are some orders against the night snow .

“How? You still have things?” Seeing the night and the cold without any movement, the night snow skirt turned around, the old and dry face, a thick icy state emerged.

At night, Mind trembled, and in the mind, the youth face disappeared and hurriedly screamed: “The disciple just went away, and I hope that Honored Master will forgive me. I will go to the cultivate chamber.”

After all, the night chilled in the heart sighed, did not dare to defy the order of the night snow, figure a vertical, fast move towards the direction of the secret room.

After the night was gone, the night snow skirt stood up.

I saw her palms caressing, the thousands of ice particles suspended in the void, immediately disappeared, Shui LiuXiang finally got a breath, fell on the high platform, gasping with a big mouth.

The night snow skirt looked down at Shui LiuXiang, his mouth was coldly snorted, his hand was awkward, and an ancient book with a yellowed book page slowly fell in front of Shui LiuXiang.

“This cultivation technique is called Bingxin. It is inherited from stars immortal sect. The cultivation technique has a total of ten weights. Every time you become a First Level, your emotional thoughts will disappear. If you are full, you will be completely ruthless. And will not be disturbed by thoughts.”

“Since the control of the soul-controlling stone has been completely lifted, then from today’s beginning, you will have full power cultivation. I have to look at it. When you make this method cultivate complete, you can still Get rid of my control.”

a path of cold voice, spit out from the mouth of the night snow, and in the end, her whole face is cold to peak, no emotion at all, said: “Further, I want to warn you, in cultivate In the process of Bingbing’s ruthlessness, if you dare to slack off, I will never give up.”

“You own Nine Extreme Cold Veins, I am not willing to kill you, but your loved ones, good friends, and even husbands, for me, there is no point in meaning, you are a smart person, you should know what I mean…”

When the night snow skirts came here, they stopped talking and turned around and strode away.

Hōng lóng!

The thick cold frost is closed, and the whole space is frozen.

Shui LiuXiang looked at the direction of the night snow skirt, tears, and finally could not stop falling, the drop of sparkling and crystal-clear tears across the face, has not dripped to the ground, it has become an Ice Crystal, completely broken.

She knows that everything that has been experienced in the ancient world of secrets is just a dream, a wonderful dream, now, the dream wakes up, she, back to the cold ice hell…


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