Without stopping for a moment, Xu Yang pinched out the magic trick with one hand, and a gray-white spiritual light popped out and landed on the surface of the Devil May Cry Sword hanging above his head.

"Woo——!"

The body of the Devil May Cry Sword emitted an eerie humming sound, like the chant of a ghost. What followed was a powerful dark black spiritual pressure leaking out, and the void shook violently.

The next moment, a vast pillar of pitch-black light erupted from the sword body of the Devil May Cry Sword, which was an extremely domineering sword domain power, piercing the boundaries of space and leading straight to the underworld.

All kinds of powerful ghost spirits in the underworld were suddenly summoned by the power of this sword domain, and hundreds of ghost kings' souls were either green-haired, or one-horned, or fire-eyed, or long-tongued...... He was sucked into the sword domain in one go.

Immediately afterwards, the ink-colored sword domain on the sword body converged back at once, and the surface of the black sword body clicked, as if it could not withstand the power of the hundred ghost kings brought back from the sword domain.

"Whoa!"

The pitch-black sword body trembled and directly shattered into hundreds of pieces, hovering in mid-air, and the surface of each sword body fragment was engraved with a strange ghost rune, and there was a ghost qi entwined.

Xu Yang's consciousness moved, and he pointed out with one hand, and another magic decision fell.

High in the air, the sword body that was shattered into hundreds of pieces exploded one after another in the buzzing and trembling sound, turning into a large cloud of tumbling black mist.

The black mist cleared, and the appearance of a person appeared in it.

The man was a tall man, and his long gray hair shimmered like fine iron. A narrow, see-through gray ribbon blindfolded his eyes, and then tied a simple knot at the back of his head. The surface of the gray gauze ribbon was painted with silver ghost runes, and it kept wandering like a spiritual snake.

His skin was blue and shiny, his muscles were full of angularity but not stiffness, he only wore a simple pair of gray shorts, his chest was broad, his hands and feet were naked, and his fingertips were long and sharp like a sword.

Strangely, the surface of this strange man's skin is covered with a lot of pale golden fine lines like open pieces, as if the whole person is made of pieces of patchwork.

The strange man didn't say a word, standing above the void opposite Xu Yang, because his eyes were blindfolded by gray gauze, no one knew what his eyes were focused on, let alone what he would do next.

Without it, it is the sword spirit of the Devil May Cry Sword, the soul of a hundred ghosts - "Hundred Mang".

Just when Xu Yang cast a spell to summon the sword spirit of the Devil May Cry Sword.

"It's worthy of the man I fancie, not only is he handsome, but the sword spirit is also so majestic, and it actually contains the power of a hundred ghosts," the corner of the red-haired woman's mouth on the opposite side hooked a light smile, "However, my sister also happens to have a sword spirit here, so I'll play a good game with you." ”

The red-haired woman was worthy of being a cultivator in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, but in just a moment, she could see that Xu Yang had summoned the sword spirit to be reckless.

Although the red-haired woman said lightly, she began to be a little jealous of Xu Yang's ability in her heart, "Where did this Xu Yang come from? ”

Although the Devil May Cry Sword is the number one existence on the Heavenly Ghost Sect's Divine Weapon Rankings, its name is also very loud in the entire Zhongyuan Continent. But no one has ever seen the real Devil May Cry Sword, or anyone who has seen the power of the Devil May Cry Sword has become a ghost under the sword.

Just like the previous owner of the Devil May Cry Sword, Xu Yang's master Ghost Valley Yeyan would say every time he sacrificed the Devil May Cry Sword - "When the Devil May Cry Sword comes out, you will drink the souls of the dead." ”

The red-haired woman didn't dare to slack off, her consciousness moved, her black pupils turned blood-red, and her martial aura faintly rose a point.

Immediately afterwards, the red-haired woman's throat bulged, and her mouth opened, spitting out a red streamer.

The red streamer flickered, and it turned out to be a three-foot long sword.

The long sword is red all over, and it is made of something I don't know, and it is translucent, like a peerless jade carving. The surface of the sword body is engraved with a beautiful spirit butterfly pattern, which is like a living thing, and a pair of wings are slowly flapping.

Without stopping, a trick of the red-haired woman landed on the red long sword

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The surface of the red long sword immediately burst into light, emitting red stars in the sky, and the body of the long sword was submerged in it.

When the red stars converged, a person appeared in the same place.

It was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and a pair of huge red butterfly wings on her back. Her red hair was tied in a bud-like bun at the back of her head, and a butterfly-shaped hairpin made of bright silver was fastened to the top of the bun.

What is surprising is that this woman has no clothes on her body, and her concave and convex figure outlines beautiful lines.

The surface of the woman's body is painted with five-colored, delicate floral patterns. In particular, the pair of bright-colored peonies on the chest, blooming, graceful and full, giving people the beauty of infinite reverie.

At a glance, that's probably it.

As soon as the Demon Butterfly Sword Spirit appeared, even Xu Yang was stunned. The beauty of the bewitching, although sometimes evil, also makes people have to look sideways in amazement.

Standing in mid-air, the sword spirit was reckless, and because there was a light gray gauze in front of his eyes, he didn't know where his gaze fell.

"Beautiful!" the sword spirit said recklessly.

This was the first time Xu Yang heard Sword Spirit Bai Mang speak, and he originally thought that Sword Spirit Bai Mang was a mute. It seems that Xu Yang is wrong, it's just that the sword spirit is reckless and sullen.

"Bai Mang!"

"Flower Shadow!"

Xu Yang and the red-haired woman opposite invariably called out the name of their sword spirit.

Hearing the sound, Sword Spirit Bai Mang and Sword Spirit Flower Shadow moved at the same time. The figures of the two flashed and disappeared in place.

The next moment, the essence of both appeared somewhere in the void.

Sword Spirit Bai Mang is holding an ink-colored ghost sword, and Sword Spirit Flower Shadow is holding a red demon sword.

For a while, the sword light superimposed the sword light, the figure entangled the figure, the black swallowed the red, and the red crushed the black.

The blade of the sword passed, leaving traces in the void.

Where the blades collided, a cloud of pitch-black ghost qi and red demon qi exploded, and the sound was piercing, as if demons and ghosts roared at each other.

Two sword spirits with different attributes, one ghost and one demon spirit, were not afraid of death, and the scene was terrifying.

At this moment, Sword Spirit Bai Mang and Sword Spirit Flower Shadow each stabbed each other in the shoulder with a sword.

Burst!

Burst!

A sword aura exploded from each of their shoulders.

The sword qi shook, the figures were divided, and the two sword spirits stepped back five feet away together.

The place where the sword spirit was wounded on the shoulder, revealing a neatly cut hole, and wisps of red arcs drilled wildly. But as the surface of the wound overflowed with a stream of pitch-black ghostly energy, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The place where the sword spirit flower shadow was wound on the shoulder was also a skeleton with a neat incision, and the wisps of black arc were the aftermath of the sword qi. As the surface of the wound overflowed with a stream of red demonic qi, the wound healed quickly.

The sword body with the sword spirit is different, and the form and attributes of the sword spirit are also different. Some sword spirits are flesh and blood, while some sword spirits are special ethereal bodies, and sword spirits and sword spirits are special ethereal bodies.

Just now, both sides stabbed each other with a sword, and although there was no bloodshed, it had already caused trauma to the other's virtual body.

The figures of the two sword spirits were just stunned, completely ignoring the injuries on their shoulders, and flew to fight again. For a while, it was difficult to tell the winner.

The sword spirit goes into battle directly, but as the master who controls the sword spirit, it needs to consume soul power and mana.

Xu Yang thought in his heart: "If it goes on like this, it will be a competition of soul power and mana between me and this crazy woman." And her cultivation level is far above mine, even if I can compete with it, I'm afraid it will drag on for a long time. In case it annoys her, she changes her mind and directly attacks Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and Zhang Li, which dooms me to failure. This crazy woman has just swallowed a pill, which shows that her body is not very stable. In the current situation, if I sacrifice the strongest sword move, I will definitely have a chance of winning. ”

With the judgment, the magic formula in Xu Yang's hand changed, and he silently recited the ghost mantra in his heart: "Take my soul as the guide, the life yuan as the sacrifice, and drive away the ghost and punish the spirit......"

Poof! Xu Yang

A gray-white aura popped out with one hand and landed on the back of the sword spirit's reckless heart.

In a flash of inspiration, a silver ghost talisman was imprinted on the place of Sword Spirit's reckless vest. Looking closely, on the surface of the ghost talisman, a big heavenly ghost pattern with a single horn on its head and two wings on its back is vivid.

"Soul come!"

Xu Yang broke off and made a move with one hand.

The silver light on the surface of the ghost talisman swirled, and a silver vortex appeared in the blink of an eye.

In the whirlpool, the power of the sword spirit's reckless body was instantly decomposed and pulled out, and gray-white ghost king spirits jumped out of it.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Those ghost king spirits, as if they had eyes, accurately pounced on Xu Yang's heart.

Xu Yang didn't dodge, and simply pushed his chest forward.

"Squeak, squeak. ”

The powerful ghost path spiritual power tore a round opening on the chest of Xu Yang's shirt. Then it went directly through the skin and drilled into Xu Yang's heart.

Xu Yang's face was embarrassed for a while, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were like raindrops, but his gaze was still firm, and the technique did not stop at all.

As the ghost king's spirit body entered Xu Yang's heart one after another, the sword spirit's reckless "flesh" was stripped away from each other, until a pitch-black Devil May Cry sword hovered in place.

Without stopping for a moment, Xu Yang urged his unique Heavenly Ghost Spirit Vein to try to fuse the power of the hundred ghosts into his body.

Xu Yang's bones gurgled all over his body, his body was full of size, and his face turned into a "hundred reckless" appearance.

Only the true Devil Dao physique can exert the true power of the Devil May Cry Sword.

Xu Yang grabbed the hilt of the Devil May Cry Sword with both hands, urged the heavenly ghost spirit veins in his body, and with the help of the "Hundred Mang" ghost and god body, he frantically injected mana into the Devil May Cry Sword.

Pale golden ghost path runes flashed from the surface of the Devil May Cry Sword, and in the center of the rune, the magic form of a great heavenly ghost loomed.

Immediately after, Xu Yang threw the Devil May Cry Sword in his hand again.

The Devil May Cry Sword swirled and turned into a ten-zhang giant in the blink of an eye, hovering above Xu Yang's head.

Xu Yang's magic fell on the Devil May Cry Sword.

Suddenly, golden ghost runes flashed on the surface of the Devil May Cry Sword, and then a large cloud of black mist churned out from the Devil May Cry Sword.

The ghost mist churned and writhed, and a big heavenly ghost with two wings on its back, a single horn on its head, a belly like a drum, and a hideous face like a beast appeared.

The Great Heavenly Ghost Law Xiang hugged his round belly with both hands, and then his belly deflated, blowing out a mouthful of pale golden light.

This light was like a golden river that directly broke through the limitations of the void and penetrated into the underworld.

In the depths of the underworld, thousands of Great Ghost Kings threw themselves into this golden river of light as if they had heard the order.

High in the air, the law of the Great Heavenly Ghost suddenly sucked in.

The golden river of light carrying the power of a thousand ghosts was sucked into its abdomen. Immediately afterward, the Great Heavenly Ghost Law Phase turned into a golden light and re-attached to the Devil May Cry Sword. On the surface of the Devil May Cry Sword, the Great Heavenly Ghost Law walked up and down like a living thing.

In the next moment, a blue ghostly mist rose from the surface of the Devil May Cry Sword.

The ghostly mist cleared, and a human figure appeared in it.

This man was a slender woman.

The woman's neat white hair hung down like snow on her shoulders. The smooth and white forehead is engraved with the mark of a red petal.

Her sword eyebrows were inserted almost into the bun on either side. Under the sword eyebrows, in a pair of slender and oblique eye sockets, a pair of half-contained blue-gray eyes were like the legendary sea of fallen souls in the underworld. Just one glance at it will make you lose half of your soul.

The tip of her nose was straight, but her lips were pale blue.

And this woman wore only a flowing yarn. The wind was attracted, and under the yarn, the delicate figure loomed.

Without it, it is Xu Yang's Devil May Cry Sword Spirit - Qianyu.

Chi Yu is a sword spirit with the power of a thousand ghosts, and Hyak Mang is a sword spirit with the power of a hundred ghosts. Compared with the two, Qianyu's terrifying combat power can be imagined.