The huge eyes of the wolf's head in the forest reflected countless sword rays, feeling the terrifying fluctuations brought by the sword rays, his huge body paused, and jumped violently, trying to avoid the sword shadow shrouded in the range.

"Woooo

The shadow of the ten thousand swords followed like a shadow, instantly catching up with the wolf in the forest, and the terrifying sword shadows pierced into the huge body one after another.

"Bang"

The huge body of the wolf's head in the forest fell from mid-air, slamming heavily into the ground, countless blood holes spurted blood, the huge head towered, and the breath suddenly withered. The whole ground cracked and dented, bringing up a cloud of smoke and dust.

Zhuo Ren gasped weakly, looking at the results brought by the ten thousand swords, he was stunned for a while, this master of the Huang Xuan Realm who was comparable to a human being was hit hard by his own sword, and the body of the Xuan Beast was much stronger than that of the human in the same realm, even the Xuan Beast of the early Huang Xuan was comparable to the cultivator of the middle Huang Xuan Realm. Thinking of this, the feeling of weakness gradually dissipated a lot...

The Phantom Sun Sword was still deeply inserted into the back of the Canglin Head Wolf, and Zhuo Ren took out a black dagger and cautiously approached the Canglin Head Wolf.

Although a sword hit the wolf, Zhuo Ren clearly felt that the strong aura still existed, even if it was a lot sluggish, with his own state at this moment, he might not be able to deal with it, and that sword did not cut off its vitality.

The wolf-headed wolf in the forest stared at Zhuo Ren resentfully, his huge copper bell-like eyes filled with firelight, and his huge sharp fangs glowed with a faint cold light. Feeling the sharp pain all over his body, the surging vitality was passing rapidly, a touch of determination flashed in the eyes of the wolf, and his hind legs curled up slightly...

Zhuo Ren lightly swept the trembling wolf in front of him, crawling in the sea of blood, his weak expression gradually became ruthless.

"Take advantage of his illness and kill him"

Zhuo Ren forcibly lifted some of the dagger in his hand and shouted:

"Ahh

With all the mystical power of his body, he stabbed the dagger at that huge head...

"Huh"

"Poof"

At the moment when Zhuo Ren touched the head wolf, the head wolf of Canglin opened his big mouth, and his hind legs were violently forced, and the dagger was completely submerged into the head wolf's head, and Zhuo Ren was also pierced through his chest by sharp fangs, if it wasn't for Zhuo Ren's quick sideways flashing when he saw this, the head wolf was weak, and his entire chest would have been torn off...

"Ahh

Two blood holes appeared in Zhuo Ren's chest in an instant, and his heart was pierced fiercely, letting out a heart-rending scream...

"Ahh

Zhuo Ren desperately clutched his chest, blood foam kept pouring out of his mouth, and his weak body finally couldn't support it and collapsed......

"Plop"

The moment Zhuo Ren fell to the ground, his last consciousness vaguely captured a red light flying out of the Phantom Yang Sword...

......

In a moment, the night soul ring in Zhuo Ren's hand emitted a burst of black light, gradually condensing an illusory old man...

"Alas, it's really not worry-free, even so, the old man will live for you. ”

The old man closed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself. Immediately after, there was a change in his hands, and a cloud of mist instantly enveloped the area. The illusory old man took out a cold, milky white stone from the Night Soul Ring, and said faintly, "Phantom Er, protect the old man..."

A red streamer instantly appeared in front of the old man, and if you look closely, it is a substantial mist, like a gust of wind, and like a small cloud. It seemed that he was extremely afraid of the milky white stone in the old man's hand, and his entire body loomed, trembling violently, and in a moment, he re-sank into the Phantom Yang Sword.

"After so many years, the old man has finally waited for this day. ”

"Big brother, you didn't expect it, I still have to see the light of day again"

The illusory old man looked at Zhuo Ren, who was motionless, and said to himself, his emotions suddenly turbulent violently.

"It seems that he can't wait for this kid to arrive at Huang Xuan Realm, if he rescues him now, the old man's soul power will be greatly reduced, and he may not be able to recover when he enters Huang Xuan, if he misses the opportunity, won't he regret it. ”

"Well, now is a good time, but..."

The old man was still talking to himself, but his illusory eyes flashed with a strange light.

After hesitating for a moment, the old man turned into a black light and swept into Zhuo Ren's eyebrows...

Zhuo Ren, who was in a deep coma, had no idea that a huge soul power was obliterating all of his soul consciousness.

"Villain, do you want to see the methods of immortals," Lin Feng said to Zhuo Ren with a yearning expression.

...

"Manly man, how can you not drink" Zhuo Gang ignored his nagging mother on the side, and poured Zhuo Ren a small half cup of burning knives.

...

"Grandpa Lin, from now on, I, Zhuo Ren, will be your grandson" Looking at Lin Song's eyes were hazy, the young man said resolutely.

...

"Dad, don't worry. I'll avenge you," the boy roared at the sky as he knelt in front of the ruins.

...

"Mother, I'll come back when I find Lin Feng. ”

"I will definitely rush back to the ancestral hall to kowtow to the ancestors," the young man said to a middle-aged woman.

"Wanzhang Valley is too dangerous, I won't allow you to go" A slim purple-clothed girl who was half a head taller than Zhuo Ren shouted angrily.

...

A piece of Zhuoren's deepest memory was withdrawn little by little, and Zhuoren's consciousness struggled violently...

"No ......"

Zhuo Ren let out a heart-rending roar in his heart, and his consciousness suddenly woke up in his mind, and he looked at the old man in black who was also in his mind in fear.

"Who the hell are you and what are you going to do?" said Zhuo Ren, shuddering.

"Everything you have is given by me, what do you say I am going to do" The old man looked indifferent and motionless.

"You're not saying you don't have bad intentions. I see, you're trying to erase my consciousness and take over my body. Zhuo Ren roared in despair. In addition to this only divine consciousness, there is also the original consciousness, and the consciousness in the mind and the control of the body are all occupied by the old man.

"Child, don't struggle, I won't treat your body badly, even if I don't occupy it, you will still die if you are so seriously injured. ”

Zhuo Ren was dumbfounded, although he could no longer feel the condition of this body, Zhuo Ren knew that the fangs of the wolf's head in the forest penetrated his heart.

"Originally, I wanted to wait for you to enter the Huang Xuan Realm, and it was not too late to make a move, but now, if you don't make a move, this body will be wasted, this is a body that has been tempered by the Divine Sword, even if the Illusory Yang Divine Sword is now broken and weak. The old man said faintly, his illusory eyes flashing with endless greed.

"Alas, I hope that your divine consciousness can withstand the vast soul power of the old man" The old man sighed lightly, and then turned into a black torrent and swept away towards Zhuo Ren's divine sense...

At the moment when Zhuo Ren's divine consciousness was annihilated by the black torrent, the Phantom Yang Sword swept out a red light, and then the small red sword at the center of Zhuo Ren's eyebrows flickered a few times, and the red light penetrated into the center of the eyebrows and instantly sank into the black torrent.

"You, you... Zhuo Huantian, impossible, how can you, how can you not die. ”

"Ah, no, it can't be, how could it be..."

"Big brother, I was wrong, let me go, I..."

In his mind, there was the voice of an illusory old man who was frightened and angry.

......

A breath of fresh air with a faint floral scent comes to your face.

"Where is this, is it hell" Zhuo Ren had a splitting headache, slowly opened his eyes, and laughed at himself.

A gentle stream, faint grass, small willow trees growing in disorder, a few small fish happily frolicking in the stream...

"Tianxi Village"

Zhuo Ren jumped up violently, glanced around, and for a moment, his expression darkened, and muttered:

"This is not Tianxi Village, where is this, am I still alive?"

"Huh"

There was a sound of breaking the air in his ears, and then, a red streamer instantly appeared in front of Zhuo Ren.

"The sword spirit of the Phantom Sun Sword. "Zhuo Ren is no stranger to this red ray, it was it when refining the purple Xuanshi before, but at this moment, it seems to have changed a lot, the whole light cluster is a lot more substantial, originally like a mist, a gust of wind, a cloud, but now it is more like a pool of red water.

"You're not dead, it's still a valley here," a deep voice came from the red light.

Zhuo Ren was shocked, staring suspiciously at this red mang, which was as solid as water:

"You saved me? Who are you, Phantom Sun Sword Spirit?"

"Sort of, I'm just a wisp of remnant soul, attached to Phantom, Phantom has not recovered, and I can't communicate with you yet. ”

"The old man in black, and the seniors, you..."

"His soul has been scattered, his soul power has been fused with your divine consciousness, this Night Soul Ring is the pride of his life, it is cheap for you, and this Cold Sky Stone, you put him into the Night Soul Ring" The deep voice sounded again, with deep helplessness.

"Well, in order to save you, I almost lost my soul, thanks to Phantom, otherwise..."

"I need to sleep for a while, I can't give you any doubts for the time being" The deep voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a red light and disappeared into the Phantom Sun Sword in front of him. Only a pitch-black ring and a milky white stone with a chill were left.

"It's so cold"

The milky white stone is cold to the touch, a kind of coldness that goes straight to the bone marrow. Picking up the black ring and thinking about it, Zhuo Ren pulled out a trace of mystical power to infiltrate it.

The Xuan Li was absorbed, and his mind was inexplicably connected with this black ring, and his divine consciousness swept in.

"Hiss"

There was a space of nearly 100 zhang inside, and as soon as his mind moved, the cold sky stone appeared in this empty space, and the temperature of the entire space dropped suddenly.

Zhuo Ren silently felt the Xuan Qi tumbling in his body, the sea of qi the size of his thumb was already a lot bigger, and now it was almost the size of an egg, and the meridians in his body had also increased slightly. Zhuo Ren was overjoyed, in the late stage of de-mortalization! It was only one step away from the Huang Xuan Realm.

Looking down at his chest, the huge blood hole had disappeared, and his heart was beating vigorously. The cremation suit was in tatters, apparently no longer worn.

Taking out a sword of gray robes from the package on his body and changing into it, Zhuo Ren picked up the Phantom Yang Sword beside him, remembering the strange dream that happened under Qingyang Mountain, his eyes moved slightly, thoughtfully.

After a moment, Zhuo Ren stood up and let out a sigh. Take out the Nebula Disk and inject your Sense.

"Buzz Buzz"

The nebula disk was instantly covered with light, among which there were dozens of blue rays, several orange rays, and even a purple glow in the most central area...

"Hiss"

Zhuo Ren was dumbfounded, sensed it, and a look of joy instantly spread across his cheeks.

I can actually peep into the entire Wanzhang Valley, this distance, at least thousands of zhang.

A sixth-order mystical beast, several fifth-order mystical beasts, dozens of fourth-order mystical beasts, and countless third-order and second-order mystical beasts...

Refining the body, de-fan, Huang Xuan, Earth Xuan, Tian Xuan, Shen Xuan...

It is equivalent to a peerless powerhouse in the Divine Xuan Realm, several Heavenly Xuan, dozens of Earth Xuan...

Suppressing the shock in his heart and calming down the boiling pains, Zhuo Ren withdrew his senses, identified the next direction, and turned into a gray phantom and quickly swept away... Only a murmur echoed through the air.

"Today, it should be the big competition between the three families of Gangneung City..."