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"Ancient Artifact List!" Ye Xuan shrugged, "Fifty-sixth, Necromantic Curse." Yours is only a replica, but it's the most authentic of all the imitations I've ever seen!"

Hearing this, the true spirit frowned imperceptibly.

"Really?" Zhen Ling whispered to himself, not letting Ye Xuan hear it.

At this moment, Ye Xuan moved.

He suddenly stretched out a hand and pressed it straight towards the Necronomical Curse.

Seeing this, Zhenling frowned slightly, thinking about Ye Xuan's actions, a little puzzled, and did not dodge.

Only a moment later, Ye Xuan's palm pressed against the Necromancy Curse.

Suddenly, a bright light erupted from the place where the two came into contact.

"Fengyang finger!" With a bright light on his face, Ye Xuan shouted.

In an instant, a strong force came along the curse of the necromancy, but the true spirit did not panic, his lips opened lightly, and he said in a low voice, "Curse!"

The next moment, the chains on the Necromancy's curse shook violently, and a layer of dark green light faded like ripples, canceling out the force.

"Open!" the true spirit shouted, and the long sword in his hand pointed directly at Ye Xuan.

In an instant, with a "click", the thick chain actually broke open, and dark black runes climbed up the sword body.

True Spirit's long hair rose high, as if a strong wind was blowing in his face. It had a serious look on its little face and a resolute light in its eyes, as if it was facing a great enemy.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan's expression was also solemn, and his muscles tensed.

"Necromancy!" exclaimed the True Spirit.

In the next moment, several condensed dark green rays of light flew out from the tip of the sword and came straight towards Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan was also not afraid, stood upright, with a focused look on his face, and slowly raised his right hand.

"The wind is the soft thing in the world, the yang is the strong thing in the world, a wind and a yang, soft with fierceness, soft in the fierce!" Ye Xuan said coldly. As he spoke, a dazzling white light slowly condensed on Ye Xuan's fingers.

Ye Xuan pointed his fingers together, and cooperated with the sword to point directly at the true spirit. Suddenly, the white light became a little thicker. His eyes lit up, and the momentum on his body slowly climbed.

In the middle of the Xuan Dynasty, in the late Xuan Dynasty...... Ye Xuan's momentum actually climbed to the peak of King Xuan.

Seeing this, the true spirit frowned slightly, did not dare to be careless, shook the sword, and injected a mysterious force into the long sword.

Suddenly, a powerful momentum emanated from the Necromancy Curse, and the runes on the sword's body actually spread to the True Spirit's arm.

With another flick, several more sword lights flew out and flew towards Ye Xuan.

The sword light flew quickly, and Ye Xuan's hair was faintly blown up, fluttering back slightly.

"Hmph!" Ye Xuan snorted coldly, pointed his finger forward, and that rich white light suddenly appeared on his body.

The next moment, the white light suddenly dispersed, and I saw that the air behind Ye Xuan was faintly distorted.

"Fengyang Finger!" Ye Xuan shouted, the white light on his fingers suddenly became extremely dazzling, and countless rays of light burst out from Ye Xuan's fingertips and scattered into the surrounding air.

"Keep it low!" An unfamiliar voice sounded in Ye Xuan's mind.

"Hmm. Good!"

Ye Xuan's arm shook immediately, and the light suddenly dimmed a lot, but the power emitted did not weaken in the slightest, and became much more restrained, as if something was brewing.

The sword light was very fast, and it didn't take long for it to come to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan's pupils even reflected the image of the sword light, but Ye Xuan didn't make the slightest defense, as if he was confident.

In the next second, more than a dozen wind yang fingers suddenly flew out of the air behind Ye Xuan, and they were one-on-one with the sword light, canceling each other out, but despite this, the shock wave when the two came into contact was not to be underestimated, causing both of them to take a step back.

A trace of unnatural expression appeared on True Spirit's face, and similarly, a flush also appeared on Ye Xuan's face.

"How is it, are the fireworks good-looking?" Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and said provocatively.

"Is it up to me to decide whether the fireworks are good or not?"

"Can there be anyone else?" Ye Xuan asked rhetorically.

"Of course!" the true spirit smiled weirdly, "just like him!"

With that, the true spirit suddenly pointed in the direction of the virtual dream.

"Me?" Imaginary Dream was obviously a little surprised.

"Hmm. The True Spirit God nodded mysteriously.

"Oh, okay then!" Void Dream's face was a little weak, and he took a step forward, and when he was about to comment on the "fireworks", he was really smart!

With a swift momentum, he suddenly rushed to the side of Void Dream, and the true spirit raised his hand to grab it, pinched Void Dream's neck, and threw it on his back with a gentle flick.

In the next moment, a ray of light erupted from the two of them.

This light was very dazzling, so that Ye Xuan could only vaguely see the figures of the two in the strong light.

In the bright light, the two of them were slowly melting.

"This ......" Seeing the two melt, Ye Xuan was obviously a little surprised.

The speed of melting became faster and faster, and soon it turned into a ball of molten iron in Ye Xuan's surprised gaze and flowed into the platform.

After the surprise, Ye Xuan did not relax because the enemy disappeared, but became nervous.

'It won't suddenly appear somewhere!' Ye Xuan was a little worried.

His fear was right, because in the next second, a cold voice sounded behind him.

"I have to say, you're right to be worried. ”

"Ahh

It was a tall puppet, three meters tall, holding two weapons in its wide palms, and six tentacles behind it shook in the air, and a few drops of dark green liquid dripped down at the end, falling to the ground and stirring up a white smoke.

"Nine Evil Qilin Sword, Necromantic Curse?" Ye Xuan suddenly saw the two weapons in the puppet's hand, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Hmm. The puppet nodded, which was an endorsement of Ye Xuan's words.

"So you're a combination of the two?" Ye Xuan asked.

"Why the two?" the doll asked, smiling, with a frown.

"It seems that you are the leader!" Ye Xuan sighed and said helplessly.

"Congratulations, you're right!" said the true spirit with a smile.

"How can there be a false dream to deal with!" Ye Xuan muttered.

"Of course, I'm no better than him!" the true spirit smiled weirdly.

Immediately, it shouted, "Curse of the Evil Spirit!"

A dark green glow erupted from the Necromancy.

"Now it's called the Evil Spirit Curse!" Looking at Ye Xuan's surprised expression, True Spirit Dao.

Immediately after, ten pale black figures emerged from the air behind the true spirit, and they were ten black shadows holding two long swords!

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