The ghost swords gathered and staggered into a black torrent, like the river Styx that can take away people's souls in ancient legends. The tip of the sword shone with a sparkling white fire, like a confused soul floating in the River Styx.

Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!

The ghost sword slammed into the shield of the soul power seed with divine consciousness, sending out a continuous sound of gold and iron clashing, and then it was bounced away one by one.

Obviously, the power of these ghost swords was far from being able to break through the divine consciousness shield of the soul power seed.

So Fang An's sword technique changed in his hand, and he groaned softly in his mouth.

"Sword Hop!"

The ghost sword shook slightly, and then the ninety-nine merged, and the two thousand seven hundred ghost swords were only three hundred in an instant.

"Goodbye!"

Three hundred ghost swords, three and three combined, and in the end, there were only one hundred narrow ghost swords left with a pitch-black body.

Fang An's divine sense projection fluctuated slightly, and to this extent, he could no longer control the ghost sword to continue fusing it.

After all, his cultivation was still too low, even if Fang An had a huge amount of divine sense power, he couldn't command it like his arm, otherwise the ghost sword could be completely fused to the last one.

Fang An pointed at the sword and lightly pointed at the soul power seed, and the three hundred ghost swords were suddenly like bloodthirsty black swimming fish, swarming towards them.

Po!

Although the divine sense shield of the soul power seed is strong, this time, after all, it still can't resist the fused ghost sword.

"You're not alone. Seeing this, the soul power seed directly cut off his left arm, and then turned into a sawtooth blood sword that was four feet and five inches.

The blood sword floated in the air, spinning, chopping, turning, teasing, stabbing, latticing, splitting, countless sword moves were sprinkled, connected and used, only the sound of "clanging" was heard continuously, and none of the three hundred ghost swords could get close.

The soul power seed stared at it and sneered.

"The deity has been crisscrossing the universe for millions of years, and the worlds of all sizes are unknown, such as the fairy way, the divine way, the demon way, the demon way, the ghost way, the humanitarian way, the spiritual way, the imperial way, the martial way, and so on. I don't know where to learn a little bit of the sword immortal, and I dare to get an axe in front of the deity. ”

Fang An's face was slightly gloomy, but the sword technique in his hand changed again, three hundred ghost swords were arranged in a array, and ten thousand sword lights burst out.

"The divine consciousness is scattered, there is more than enough but there is not enough control, there are empty sword moves but no sword intent, even if there are many of them, what can they do. The soul power seed sneered, and the sawtooth blood sword stood in front of him, slashing down.

"Today, I will let you see what the real sword immortal technique is------ killing blood sword, breaking the realm and destroying the soul!"

As the sawtooth blood sword slashed down, only a dozen zhang of blood-colored sword qi appeared, but the fierce momentum seemed to be about to split Qi Wuya's sea of knowledge.

Although Fang An's black sword qi was more numerous, under the blood-colored sword qi, it directly collapsed and dissipated before it could be touched.

Even the three hundred ghost swords were directly wiped out by most of them, and the sword array was broken in an instant. The remaining dozens of ghost swords also fell downward, as if they didn't dare to touch them again.

And when this blood-colored sword qi broke through the Destroying Ghost Sword and descended on the top of Fang An's divine consciousness projection, Fang An only felt that a sense of destruction instantly rushed into his heart, and he couldn't help but feel terror.

Vaguely, Fang An seemed to see a world split into two halves under the blood sword, and hundreds of millions of living beings either died directly under this blood-colored sword qi, or were instantly devoured by the void turbulence, and there were no bones left.

In the underground cave, Fang An suddenly opened his eyes, and two bloody tears flowed out of his eyes, snaking down his face, and finally falling to the ground.

His divine consciousness projection was once again defeated by the soul power seed, and not only that, but the killing sword intent of this sword was also bound through Qi Wuya's sea of consciousness, directly injuring Fang An's soul body.

Fang An only now knew the terrifying nature of the soul power seed, if it weren't for the fact that the soul power seed was in Fang An's sea of consciousness that day, he would not be able to cause any damage to Fang An's soul, but he was afraid that even if Fang An had a white flame, he would not be able to eradicate the soul power seed burning.

It can also be seen from this that the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Venerable is terrifying, and the cooperation of the kings of Kyushu with it is tantamount to seeking skin with the tiger.

Fang An frowned, he really didn't expect this to be the current situation, could it be that this operation could only end in failure, and then rely on Qi Wuya to buy him two years and gamble on his luck?

It's just that Fang An is not the master who gives up lightly, his mind turned sharply, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

Looking at Qi Wuya, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, Fang An hesitated for a moment before making up his mind.

Since the head-on confrontation is not the opponent of the soul power seed at all, he has to play yin.

Taking out an aura long sword from the space ring, Fang An looked at Qi Wuya, who was defenseless in front of him, and stabbed out with a sword.

Poof!

The blade of the sword entered the body, although Qi Wuya's physical body was already very powerful, but without any defense, it could not stop Fang An's long sword infused with spiritual power at all.

The position that Fang An's sword stabbed was the key point in Qi Wuya's heart. The long sword was withdrawn, and after leaving Qi Wuya's chest, the red and cyan blood gushed out like a fountain that broke through the ground, gushing out more than three zhang high.

Mortally injured by this, although Qi Wuya would not die immediately, his breath also slid down as quickly as a waterfall.

Qi and blood flowed, even if there was no Qi Wuya's control, his physical body instinctively began to repair his heart, but how could Fang An let him recover from his injuries, and directly suppress Qi Wuya's qi and blood with the power of divine sense, without giving him a chance to recover.

Not only that, Fang An also probed the power of his divine sense into the wound on Qi Wuya's chest, and then controlled his blood to spurt out at an accelerated pace.

In a few moments, Qi Wuya's blood was gone, floating in the air to form a small pool of blood, his vitality was weak, and he was already on the verge of death.

After consuming all the remaining soul power, Fang An barely repaired the injury on his soul, and then entered Qi Wuya's sea of knowledge again.

The projection of divine consciousness condensed, Fang An looked around at the sea of consciousness, and waved his hand to recall the ghost sword that had split again because of the loss of control.

Most of the two thousand seven hundred ghost swords were destroyed, and only less than six hundred remained, but fortunately, the strongest twenty-seven ghost swords were not destroyed, which made Fang An breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at the soul power seed again, the soul power seed that was originally blood-red has become almost transparent at this time, and the faint blood-colored soul shadow shows that he is now extremely weak.

Not only the soul power seed, but even Qi Wuya's soul seemed to be about to dissipate, after all, the current Qi Wuya was on the verge of death.

Since the soul power seed chose to merge with Qi Wuya's soul, it naturally had to bear the price of living and dying together.

Originally, the process of fusion would be very fast, but Qi Wuya's willpower was too strong, and he suppressed the fusion of soul power seeds, so that only a small part of the soul power seeds were fused, and they were forced to stop.

But even so, when Qi Wuya was seriously injured and dying and his soul was weakened, the soul power seed would inevitably face the same fate as Qi Wuya.

In the realm of incarnation, the soul is closely related to the physical body, and when the physical body is fatally damaged, the soul will also weaken until death dissipates.

Only when you cultivate to the realm of transforming into a god, and your soul is strong enough to allow your soul power to break through the shackles of the sea of knowledge, can you still have a certain ability to survive when your body dies.

But without the protection of the physical body, even the soul of the divine realm will appear very fragile.

Of course, this kind of "fragility" is based on the strength of the spirit master of the god realm, and individually, the soul of a strong person in the god realm can still easily kill the transcendent realm consummation, unless the soul body is seriously injured and almost dissipates.

When the soul power seed saw Fang An's divine sense projection appear again, he knew that the general trend had gone, and he was no longer powerless to resist Fang An, so he couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't accuse Fang An of acting despicable, the two sides were enemies of life and death, and it was not an exaggeration to use any means.

If you want to blame, you can only blame him for not fusing Qi Wuya's soul as soon as possible, so that Fang An has insight into the only Achilles heel.

"Secluded, deity······"

Yikes!

Fang An didn't have the time to listen to the nonsense of soul power seeds, if he delayed any longer, Qi Wuya really wouldn't even have the slightest chance to save him, and then Fang An could only regretfully refine Qi Wuya into a ghost slave and talk about comfort.

The white flames condensed into a hair-thin line of fire, directly cutting through Qi Wuya's left shoulder, completely cutting off the soul power seed from Qi Wuya's soul.

Under Fang An's intentional control, the soul power seed was instantly devoured by the white flames, but Qi Wuya's soul was not continuously burned by the white flames.

Now Qi Wuya's soul is not only weak and transparent, but even his left shoulder to his left abdomen is also mutilated, and he insisted on it until the soul power seed was completely burned by the white flame, which completely lost its meaning.

However, after all, the soul is different from the body, and it is not divided into vital points such as the head and heart, as long as the soul is left, even if it is not complete, it can still survive.

It's just that if the soul is too mutilated, it will also lead to memory loss, decreased understanding, and in serious cases, it will even lead to low intelligence and become a stupid person.

After the soul power seed was burned, the surging soul power came, and Fang An separated a small stream of soul power and integrated it into Qi Wuya's soul.

Fang An wanted to rescue Qi Wuya, in essence, he still appreciated Qi Wuya's strength and qualifications, if Qi Wuya's comprehension declined because of his broken soul, and his qualifications were not as good as before, wouldn't it be in vain to rescue him.

Anyway, now that Qi Wuya has completely lost consciousness, Fang An is not afraid of exposing his methods.

After completing Qi Wuya's soul, Fang An hurriedly began to deal with his own situation.

Most of the soul power was still absorbed by Fang An, making Fang An's already extremely powerful soul rapidly increase again, and soon he had reached the peak of the divine realm.

In the outside world, Fang An's physical body began to crumble again, although the powerful vitality of the immortal golden body made Fang An's wounds heal rapidly, but the powerful soul crushed Fang An's physical body again, and dark golden blood flowed out.

If this continues, Fang An will face the dilemma of Kuishan City again.

However, Fang An had expected this, so there were ways to deal with this situation.

Within Fang An's own sea of consciousness, he saw his soul floating in mid-air, and countless mysterious patterns suddenly appeared inside and outside, and then slowly split into another soul.

The two Fang An looked at each other, this feeling was very strange, it was clear that they were both themselves, but the perspective was divided into two.

The memories are the same, the thoughts are the same, the pursuits are the same, the hobbies are the same, the personality is the same, everything is exactly the same.

There is no subordinate relationship between the two, and no one can control anyone, because they are both Fang An himself.

The word formula, the method of doppelganger learned from the Ten Peerless Worlds.

After separating a small half of his soul, Fang An's physical body finally stopped collapsing, and his previous injuries were quickly completely repaired by his own vitality.

The technique of doppelganger, which is recorded in the word formula, requires separating one's own soul and then creating a physical body. It's just that Fang An doesn't have the right materials to condense his body now, so he has to put it first.

The top priority is to save Qi Wuya first.

Fang An's divine sense withdrew from Qi Wuya's sea of consciousness, and instead prepared to save Qi Wuya's physical body.

Killing the soul power seed and creating the soul clone delayed Fang An for a while, and at this time, Qi Wuya's physical body was completely lifeless.

If it weren't for Fang An's replenishment of Qi Wuya's soul, he also strengthened his soul a little bit and hung his life, I'm afraid that Qi Wuya would have already returned to the netherworld by now.

With a slight wave of his hand, Qi Wuya's blood that was extracted by Fang An poured into Qi Wuya's body again, and then Fang An slashed his wrist, and dark golden blood flowed out.

In line with the principle that it could not be wasted, Fang An collected the blood that had just flowed out of his injury and gathered it with the blood flowing from his wrist.

The immortal golden body is small, and Fang An's blood naturally contains a lot of vitality. I saw Fang An summon a black flame, burning all his blood, and then refining a burst of vitality.

Sending vitality into Qi Wuya's heart, the heart granules that were split in half peristalsised, and began to grow and repair rapidly, and the transparent sword wound on the chest also began to close, forming a bloody scab, and a trace of vitality also sprouted from Qi Wuya's body.

Poof!

The faint sound of heartbeat gradually came out, transporting Qi Wuya's blood to all parts of the body, and as time passed, the heartbeat began to become more and more powerful, like a beating war drum.

Seeing that Qi Wuya's vitality was getting stronger and stronger, Fang An's divine consciousness condensed, and the sound was transmitted into the sea of his consciousness.

"Wake up! wake up······ Wake up ······"

The sound of divine consciousness echoed in Qi Wuya's empty sea of consciousness, magnificent and vast, like a dusk drum and morning bell, instantly awakening Qi Wuya's sleeping soul.

"Hiss ······" Qi Wuya's eyes opened suddenly, his chest bulged, and he breathed a deep sigh of death.

When his chest was filled with the foul air of the cave, Qi Wuya slowly spit it out, as if he had been reborn.

"Brother Fang, I don't thank you for your kindness. After Shaoqin, Qi Wuya got up and tidied up his appearance and saluted solemnly.

After Qi Wuya lost consciousness, his physical body was completely lifeless, and his soul was close to collapse, which can be said to be a real death.

If it weren't for Fang An's ability to replenish Qi Wuya's vitality and soul, even if there was an eight-rank rebirth pill or even a ninth-grade rebirth pill, it would not be able to save Qi Wuya's life.

Qi Wuya's move is really handing over his net worth and life to Fang An, and for Qi Wuya, who has always only trusted himself, this is undoubtedly a huge gamble.

Fortunately, Qi Wuya won the bet in the end.

"Did the Soul Power Seed succeed in transmitting the news back to the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Venerable?" Fang An waved his hand, and then asked, this was also the question that Fang An was most concerned about at the moment.

"Not really. Qi Wuya smiled slightly, fortunately, he did not disappoint Fang An's efforts.

Until the soul power seed died completely, Qi Wuya had a firm will to suppress the soul power seed, so that it could not send a single message to the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Venerable.

"That's good. Fang An was also relieved when he heard this, since the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Venerable had not received the news, then he still had some room to maneuver, at least he didn't have to hide now.

"Then Brother Qi, do you know where the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Venerable is now?"

"I don't know the specifics, but it's not in Kyushu for sure. Qi Wuya shook his head and said.

"Not in Kyushu?" Fang An groaned slightly.

Where did the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Venerable go with the kings of Kyushu? But with the cultivation of the Divine Spirit Realm alone, it shouldn't be possible to leave the Kyushu world, right?

It's a pity that Fang An knows too little information to guess.

Shaking his head, no longer thinking about these things, Fang An couldn't help but ask Qi Wuya, "What are Brother Qi's plans now?" Are you willing to join the legion of the Demon Fortress and fight against the Demon Clan?"

"I don't want to have more contact with others, so let's join the Legion. Qi Wuya shook his head: "What's more, with my own situation now, it is impossible for many people in the human race to be willing to accept it. ”

Although the soul power seed had been cleared by Fang An, Qi Wuya was still in the form of a half-human and half-demon.

Although this also allows Qi Wuya to use the spells of the human race and the demon race at the same time, but this appearance is afraid that it will also make the human soldiers feel guilty.

"I'm going to slay demons in Hakushu and improve my strength. If one day the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Venerable returns, I will leave Baizhou directly. The world is so big, there is still a place for me. Qi Wuya's face was expressionless and he said softly.

Although the world is big, is there really one?

Fang An was a little skeptical about this.

Baizhou is already full of demons, and outside Baizhou is also full of human territory, Qi Wuya is half human and half demon, but he is not human or demon, wandering between the two races, but is not accepted by the two races.

Even if Qi Wuya slays demons and destroys demons, his heart is towards the human race, but Fang An can accept him, but it doesn't mean that other human races can.

Even if one day, Qi Wuya's strength can be so strong that both the human and demon races have nothing to do with him, the human race may respect him and fear him, but they will not accept him.

If it is not my race, its heart will be different, and after all, it is something engraved in the blood and bones of the human race.

"Alas!"

Fang Anxin sighed, but the matter had come to this, Qi Wuya had to continue walking, and he was inconvenient to say more.

Fang An took out a blank jade slip from the space ring, then closed his eyes and used the power of his divine sense to engrave a message on the blank jade slip.

After a long time, Fang An opened his eyes, and then handed this jade slip to Qi Wuya.

"The quota of the Purple Rock Mountain Secret Realm, I don't think you will need it anymore, so I'll compensate with these things. ”

There are a lot of things recorded in the jade slips, including the Flying Immortal Sword Soul Technique that Ren Jun taught him, as well as many Sword Immortal cultivation methods, as well as Fang An's weakened immortal golden body.

Qi Wuya's spirit is a blood sword, and these spells must be the most suitable for him.