The Destiny Light Group shouted: "Haha, this barrier is under my control, you can't get out." ”

Yang Jiong appeared in his hand again, and stretched out his hand to the light curtain. The light curtain softened and his arm stretched out. Originally, this light curtain could not isolate the true spirit, as long as the true spirit appeared, the light curtain would become soft within three feet.

Yang Jiongqi said: "The light curtain can't stop the true spirit, since you are a true spirit thing, why don't you go out?"

The Destiny Light Regiment said impatiently, "Do you want to use the Blade of Destiny?"

"I'm here to retrieve the Blade of Destiny for my wife, how can I return empty-handed?" Yang Jiong suddenly grabbed towards the Destiny Light Cluster.

The light of fate flashed, turning into countless points of light, flying towards the blade of destiny and burrowing into the body of the sword. The blade of fate, which had been standing still, suddenly appeared beside Yang Jiong and stabbed at his body.

The Blade of Destiny moved so fast that Yang Jiong sensed a powerful force of damage. If he is promoted to the True Saint, this kind of injury will cause irreversible damage to his body.

But he advanced to the True Saint and used countless life forces, and his body's self-healing ability was strong. There was a feeling in the darkness that this blade of destiny could hurt him, but the power of the damage would be dissolved by the power of life.

Suddenly, his eyebrows flashed, and a long sword rushed out to meet the blade of fate. When the two swords intersected, the Qi Xia Sword suddenly turned, bypassing from the side, and the blade slashed at the sword body of the Blade of Destiny.

A voice sounded in Yang Jiongzi's mansion: "This guy is at the highest grade level, but I'm not an opponent either." I can grapple next to it, you grab it, and you can use the Soul Seal to subdue it. If they couldn't accept it, they destroyed its true spirit and brought out a new true spirit. ”

Originally, the legendary Blade of Destiny was the best holy weapon, and when Qi Xia Sword tried it, he measured that the Blade of Destiny was "the most high-grade", which means that it is the best holy weapon in the medium-grade holy weapon, which can be regarded as a high-grade weapon.

If the legendary Blade of Destiny can barely squeeze into the top grades, then it is not worthy of its name, and there is no need to go through all the trouble to get it.

Two lights and shadows in the air staggered and chased, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Occasionally, when light and shadow bypassed Yang Jiong, a sword was stabbed on him.

As Yang Jiong expected, the powerful blade of fate stabbed and slashed at Yang Jiong's body, just like stabbing and slashing in water. As soon as the sword left Yang Jiong's body, the wound disappeared.

When the blade of fate is slashed from above, the blade is still descending, and the wound above has healed. By the time the blade of fate split through Yang Jiong's body, the wound had been completely healed. The powerful life force gave Yang Jiong a special skill.

The physical damage of the Blade of Destiny is like a sword attacking a lake. As soon as the sword left the lake, the surface of the lake returned to its original state, and at most there was a little ripple. The powerful life force and "Jinyang Gong" made Yang Jiong's recovery ability reach the extreme.

The Qixia Sword is still very weak, and it does not dare to collide with the Blade of Destiny head-on, like a mouse facing an elephant, only daring to swim around it.

But its noble birth gives it a proud personality. The Qi Xia Sword suddenly became brilliant and began to collide head-on with the Blade of Destiny.

The blade of destiny also fired real fire, and twelve rays of light appeared on the sword body. Both swords used all their strength, and their dazzling brilliance jumped and flickered in the space.

The difference is too big, although the Qixia Sword is known for its speed, but now it only has the strength of a low-grade holy weapon, and it is not an opponent of a high-grade holy weapon after all. After the two swords collided many times, Qi Xia Jian let out a sharp sigh and drilled back to Yang Jiongzi's mansion.

The blade of fate pointed directly at Yang Jiong's eyebrows. Yang Jiong's body changed, turning into a heavenly demon form, and grabbed the blade of fate fiercely. The Soul Suppression Seal rushed to the inside of the Destiny Blade at once, and a mass of twelve-colored sword-shaped true spirits, sensing the threat of the Soul Suppression Seal, scurried around in the meridians of the sword body.

The sword body twisted, finally getting rid of Yang Jiong's hands, and leaving scars on his body. In the blink of an eye, the scars on Yang Jiong's body disappeared, and he grabbed the blade of destiny in his hand again, and blasted two soul suppression seals in a row.

Space was limited, and half an hour passed, and the Blade of Destiny's swimming speed slowed down a lot. Yang Jiong didn't care about the damage to his body at all, and grabbed the blade of fate and blasted out a seal.

Another half an hour passed, and Yang Jiong grabbed the blade of fate and said in a deep voice, "Would you like to use it for my wife?"

The Soul Suppression Seal is a supreme magic weapon for dealing with holy children and true spirits. The Blade of Destiny suffered dozens of soul suppression seals, and the true spirit shrank a lot.

It is very stubborn, and for countless years, it has always been the only master and control the user. But today there is a person who wants to forcibly control it. The self-esteem that has been cultivated in the past 100 million years cannot be easily let go.

The Blade of Destiny shouted, "Young man, you have provoked me. Let me go sooner, and I can forgive you for your mistakes. Otherwise, none of you and your companions will survive. ”

"Stubborn, then I'll see how powerful you are?" Yang Jiong sent out the Soul Suppression Seal with all his strength, hitting the true spirit to the verge of shattering.

Ling Yan'er sacrificed a little true spirit and walked into the light curtain, carefully observing the blade of fate in Yang Jiong's hand.

The more she looked, the more suspicious she became, and the last time she came, the Blade of Fate stabbed a sword at her. Although it didn't really stab her, the momentum that annihilated everything was unstoppable and proud of the sky. She had a hunch that it would be difficult to resurrect with just a sword.

Even if Yang Jiong's regeneration power is strong, it is impossible for him to let the blade of fate stab and slash without leaving a single real injury. This is very abnormal, is there something wrong with this blade of destiny?

The last seal burst out, and Yang Jiong used the power to whitewash the true spirit. The blade of fate let out a miserable scream, and countless points of light flew out from the sword, condensing into a bare face in the air and said, "Despicable thing, you are dead. ”

The True Spirit of the Blade of Destiny was whitewashed, and the sword body fell silent. Yang Jiong threw it to Ling Yan'er and said, "Daughter-in-law, as long as you inject divine thoughts, you can re-cultivate the true spirit." It takes a long time, but you can give it a try. ”

Ling Yan'er said: "Husband, I don't feel like the legendary blade of destiny. The last time I came, it stabbed out with a sword, and it made my whole body tremble. At that time, I had a premonition that as long as I was stabbed by it, I would not even have a chance to be resurrected. ”

"But at this time, this sword is in the hand, so plain that it seems to be slightly inferior to even a half-holy weapon, will the blade of fate be dropped?"

"The previous sect masters, half-saint cultivators, were able to compete with the Saint King with the blade of fate. If it's like that, it's in vain. ”

Yang Jiong took the lifeless long sword, and his divine thoughts infiltrated it to see the reason. Suddenly, a bright spot appeared in the air. A breath that tore through the sky permeated the entire space.

A sword tip emerged from the void and slowly stretched out into the space. This was followed by the quaint blade of the sword, followed by the hilt.

The light of fate turned into a point of light and rushed towards the long sword, which was suddenly bounced away by the long sword, and turned into a human face and returned to the air. His expression became sad, without the confidence and calmness he had begun.

Pointed by the long sword, Yang Jiong suddenly felt palpitations, and his body shivered uncontrollably. If you are stabbed by this long sword, the damage must be permanent. Even if the power of life is strong and he has "Jinyang Gong", Yang Jiong is not sure of resurrection.

It was dangerous here, Yang Jiong sacrificed a little true spirit in his hand, pulled Ling Yan'er and drilled towards the light curtain. He had just drilled through the light curtain, and suddenly he let go, and Ling Yan'er was left in the light curtain.

The light curtain within three feet of the true spirit became soft, he stretched out his arm, and Ling Yan'er was already three feet away, unable to pass through the light curtain.

Yang Jiong brought the true spirit closer to the light curtain, and grabbed it into the light curtain with his other hand. When the fingers touched the light curtain, it was like inserting it on an iron plate, and the fingers were so shocked that they couldn't reach into the light curtain.

With Yang Jiong's current strength, not to mention the iron plate, even King Kong can blow it in one go. But the hardness of the light curtain far exceeded his imagination.

Yang Jiong's body changed, turning into a heavenly demon form, approaching the true spirit to the light curtain with one hand, and grabbing the anxious Ling Yan'er on the other side of the light curtain with the other.

This time it was even more painful, and the powerful force of the shock made Yang Jiong's finger bones broken, and the pain was so painful that he took a few breaths of cold air.

He shouted to Ling Yan'er: "Daughter-in-law, don't panic, I'll save you right away." "The divine thought was bounced back when it touched the light curtain, and the sound and divine thought could not be transmitted.

After a few moments, the light curtain began to turn white, and the situation was no longer visible. Ruolan shot a dragon arrow, and the dragon arrow, which had always been able to ignore the distance of the void, was blocked in front of the light curtain.

Yang Jiong sacrificed his Qixia sword and slashed towards the light curtain, but the light curtain did not move at all, and gradually turned into a solid wall, separating Yang Jiong and Ling Yan'er in two different spaces.