From palm to wrist, wrist to elbow, elbow to shoulder, shoulder to back.

The five 'energy storage pipelines' were mobilized by Mo Ye one by one to connect a line, and the red energy that continued to overflow from the ancient sword could no longer harm Mo Ye's body and spirit.

The red energy erupted from the big hole of his vest all the way through Mo Ye's palm and through the channel, and at the same time, Mo Ye continued to mobilize his own strength to collect the red energy that had already invaded his body one by one, and then expelled it from his body with sword qi as a guide.

For a while, from the perspective of a bystander, Mo Ye seemed to have turned into a hedgehog, and there were either wisps of sword qi shooting out or a trace of red light splashing up and down his body, among which the longest and thickest "thorn" on his body was the red light at his vest, which stretched all the way out to the sky, and I don't know how many stratus clouds pierced.

The mangrove trees that stood up to the sky gradually withered and collapsed, because the ancient sword that was the root had been held in Mo Ye's hand and slowly pulled out.

"Chixiao!"

The red light in his eyes had not completely subsided, and with this red light, Mo Ye actually understood the two words engraved on the sword, and at the same time, there was suddenly an extra piece of information in his mind.

The ancient sword Chixiao, for the ancient powerful natal soldier, after the great power of the body, this sword was divided into forty-nine handles and sealed into the forty-nine arrays, guarding the changes of heaven and earth, and guarding the safety of the common people.

This time Chixiao appeared because something big happened in this world, and Mo Xie took it out of the mangrove tree and actually destroyed a large array.

"Oh no! I shouldn't have taken it out!"

It is difficult to build a high-rise building, but if you want to destroy it, you only need to bury a few bags of T· N· T is enough.

This piece of information about Chixiao only reached Mo Xie's mind, and before Mo Xie could make up for it, the ancient sword was stuffed back and the mangrove tree completely collapsed, and the Chixiao Sword that was caught in Mo Xie's hand was even quieter all of a sudden, and there was no trace of red light released.

The divine sword turned into a mortal thing, as a doppelganger of the forty-ninth of the deity, this Chixiao sword was as thin as paper, and under Mo Ye's gaze, it actually hung on its stomach on its stomach.

"the groove?"

As an informal cultivator, Mo Xie is actually not interested in what "guarding the changes of heaven and earth and guarding the peace of the common people" - in fact, those cultivators are probably not interested in the same, and at this moment, most of them have already met the king of Hades, and the remaining few are also in a situation where their lives are on the verge of death. Their thoughts were not enough to guide Mo Xie's actions at all, for Mo Xie, the starting point of his actions this time was to come to the divine soldiers, and what kind of obstacles he would encounter when taking the divine soldiers, and what kind of impact he would bring after taking them away had not been included in his consideration from the beginning.

Looking at the Chixiao Sword and Shang Zi's red glow that was still spewing out from the many acupuncture points around him, he had a little enlightenment, and then did two things and roared:

"Seal!"

Mobilizing the sword qi, the red mangs that were still in the body and not far away from the body were driven to the left hand, leading to the Chixiao Sword that was lying on his stomach at the moment, and at the same time quickly closed the 'energy storage pipeline' to seal the circulation of red energy.

"Whew!"

The sword qi guided the red light to flow to the Chixiao Sword, like pouring a glass of water on the sand, the two were quickly inhaled by the Chixiao Sword, and at the same time, the Chixiao Sword also quickly revitalized the "Male Wind", the red arc of light on the sword body kept jumping, and with the leaping and dissipation of the arc of light, the Chixiao Sword gradually became "weak and weak".

Mo Xie pursed his lips, not knowing how to evaluate this sword or his actions.

Seeing that the Chixiao Sword was about to turn into a "strip of cloth" again, while it was still 'rigid and hard', Mo Xie held it and waved it in the air.

"Roar!"

An obscure aura emanated from the Chixiao Sword, and the white sword qi provided by Mo Ye turned into a blue dragon through the blessing of the Chixiao Sword, roaring into the air and rushing out of Mo Ye's field of vision in an instant. About ten seconds later, a clear blue hole appeared in the sky.

Pumice Town and the surrounding area as a mining area have low air quality all year round, and this blue luster has not appeared for many years, even if it is just a hole.

"The sword is a good sword, and it has a great origin, it is ......"

The five 'energy storage pipes' in Mo Xie's body were already filled, and the remaining red light scattered in the air was gradually fading until it disappeared.

Mo Xie sighed, and then sent the Chixiao Sword into the 'Heavenly Realm'.

The sword does not appear to be usable as a conventional weapon.

Unless he can collect all the fragments and restore the true Red Sky Sword.

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Bagua Mountain, the black snake is still fierce.

There are no more peaks here, and what was once towering is now rubble and rubble.

The rocks were full of corpses and bones, old and fresh, masters of cultivation and ordinary people. The latter is the majority.

The unstoppable and impregnable Bagua Mountain is actually made of corpses, which is both unexpected and reasonable.

After all, the power that the leylines can provide in the end of the Dharma era is limited, and the consumption of the essence blood of living beings as a driving force can make the Zhuge family, which has recovered from decay for less than three hundred years, come up with the power that can confront the entire cultivation realm.

"Sister, brother will take you home. ”

The black gas was still raging, and Zhou Xinyan stumbled on the rocky mountain road.

He took out a blackened skeleton from the collapsed mountains and held it in his arms, this was his sister, Zhuge Xin's wife.

The darkness in the sky avoided him, as if he didn't bother to make this weak man a part of himself, or simply because there were more tricky hard bones that needed to be concentrated and gnawed.

"Old Ghost Zhao, still haven't you come out with a sword? We're almost unable to resist it!"

Qian Lao, Qing Niangzi, Zhao Lao, the only remaining bigwigs have converged at this moment, and the three of them have worked together to support a protective cover, and they are being bitten by several snake heads of the black snake at this moment.

Boss Qian shouted loudly, the flesh on his face had sunk to a layer, and the excessive use and even overdraft of spiritual power had caused his physical body to collapse. The young lady who was side by side with him was not much better, and the ice muscles and jade bones were already covered with a layer of gray at this moment.

Gray is the color of death.

But the abnormalities on the two of them were only a small thing in front of Zhao Lao, who had only used the purple electric green steel, a divine weapon driven by the master's longevity, and Zhao Lao was now like a skeleton, and his eyes were gray and blind.

And so on. ”

He spoke, trying to keep his language as concise and syllable as simple as possible, for his larynx was already destroyed.

"How long will we have to wait? We can hold on for fifteen seconds at most! Old ghost Zhao! Don't fool people!"

The young lady shouted.