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Above the ruins of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, a huge red figure appeared, this figure overlooked the nine people in the air, and a momentum of dominating the world instantly solidified the entire space, and the evil qi in the sky, the purple thunder, and the buildings that were still collapsing were all stationary. Chisheng Hitomi only came back to his senses at this moment, Ling Yao and Bai Lu also held tokens in their hands, which seemed to be a token that stored a wisp of spiritual thoughts, feeling the horror of this red figure, Chisheng Hitomi could finally breathe a sigh of relief. The huge body of the Spirit Emperor descended on the attic, his lofty gaze lowered slightly, a touch of essence burst out from his eyes, and the nine people instantly turned into black ashes and dissipated in the air, and the huge formation turned into nothing. Then he looked up at the evil sky again, a pair of calm eyes pierced the sky, and the whole sky instantly turned blue, and the evil spirit in the sky disappeared, and the blue sky was bright and bright. Chisheng Hitomi sat on the ground and looked up at this tall figure, there were no words to describe his mood at the moment, there was only one word in his heart, that is-strong. Incomparably terrifying and powerful, so strong that it is impossible to look down on, so strong that it makes people desperate, overlooking the mountain and cracking, looking up and changing the color of the sky, this is the real emperor. Chisheng Tong sighed in his heart, he had always had Uncle Tian, the emperor, by his side, so he subconsciously felt that the emperor was not so far away, and it was only now that he understood what an emperor was, and the shock that this red figure brought to his heart was stronger than any impact.

The four of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, lying on the floor one by one, only Bai Lu found a chair with a little scruples, and the red figure in the air gradually dispersed, and everything returned to calm. "White pupil boy, those guys are not dead yet", Uncle Tian's voice came unexpectedly, "What are you talking about!", Chisheng Hitomi sat up reflexively, and the other three people looked at him with strange expressions. "Brother Xiao, those guys are not dead yet!", Chisheng Hitomi didn't have time to explain, "What!!", the reaction of the three people was the same as Chisheng Hitomi, "Look at this sword codex, if the evil qi is really cleared, then why does this sword code not disperse", after Uncle Tian's reminder, Chisheng Hitomi immediately realized the abnormality of the sword codex. "How is it possible, that's the Spirit Emperor...... What a thing!!", Ling Yao felt incredulous, and suddenly countless evil energy tentacles stretched out from the staircase to entangle the four people in an instant. "I really underestimated you", a faint voice sounded, wisps of purple aura under the blue sky re-condensed, and the body of the Nine Envoys re-condensed again. "What the hell are you", Xiao Yu said loudly, their bodies were all entangled and unable to move, "You are a member of the Xiao clan, the Purple Saint Twelve, I didn't know if Xiao was still alive before", the Nine Envoys slowly fell into the pavilion, the black aura wrapped around his body, and the blue light of the sword code could not get close to him. His eight retinues did not reappear, and it seemed that those eight people were not as able to evade the Spirit Emperor's attacks as he was. "How do you know about Xiao Zu, who are you", Xiao Yu was shocked in his heart, there are countless races on the Star Source Continent, and only dozens of races know about the Twelve Purple Saints, and he knows these races very well, and there is no race like the Nine Envoys. Obviously, the physical body has disappeared and his consciousness has forcibly gathered and recondensed his body, which can be said to be not any race on the Star Wish Continent that he knows. "Hmph...... Xiao Zu", the Nine Envoys snorted lightly, "This is the Qinglian Sword Codex, Jian Rong, how many years have I not seen it, could it be that my old friends don't come out to see it", the Nine Envoys walked in front of the Sword Codex. The four people who were entangled were not shocked, listening to his tone, they actually knew the spirit of the Sword Codex, the history of Qingque Palace was longer than that of the Xiao Clan, and this Nine Envoy looked like he was only in his early twenties.

After his words fell, the cyan sword canon suddenly bloomed, and the cold sword qi penetrated the body of the nine envoys, "I haven't seen you for so long, you are still like this", the nine envoys didn't mind, "Leaving the soul, you are still obsessed after so many years", the old voice sounded. A cyan figure appeared on the scroll, "Obsessed? That person condensed his double swords that day, how heroic and heroic it was to leave the soul with his left hand and slash his right hand to dominate the Qingque Second Palace, but in the end", the Nine Envoys showed a touch of mockery, "In the end, the chopping thought he chose did not fail to prevent the destruction of the Qingque Palace, if he chose me, why would he be like this, since he condensed the soul and abandoned the sword and abandoned the thought, even if he died, he would be innocent." "If you hadn't taken advantage of the embarrassment of the Que Palace to take away the spirit sword in the entire Hidden Sword Pavilion, and you wouldn't have let all the disciples of the Sword Palace use their bodies to bury their swords to defend against foreign enemies, my Qingque Palace would not have fallen to this", Jian Rong said coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, hand over my sword body, otherwise I will destroy the Sword Book today and make the Qingque Palace disappear completely", the Nine Envoys waved their sleeves, and the black and purple filthy breath invaded the Sword Codex. "I want the sword body, I am delusional!", the cyan figure melted into the scroll, the Qinglian Sword Code was put away and flew out of the fourth layer, "Where to go! Leave!", the Nine Envoys shouted, and a purple-black long sword flew into his hand from the third layer piercing the floor, and then the black evil qi rolled him and flew out with the Sword Codex, and the long sword in his hand was made of Bai Lu's spirit embryo. But in any case, the four of them are saved, and the Nine Envoys seem to be the sword spirit of the Soul Sword, and the evil spirit of the entire Hidden Sword Pavilion has been taken away by him, and now the Hidden Sword Pavilion is an ordinary building. "Brother Xiao, do you have any potions that can quickly restore spiritual power", Chisheng Hitomi said, "This is a special Huan spirit elixir specially concocted by the master of the clan", Xiao Yu took out a bottle of blue elixir. "Thank you, everyone will leave the Sword Pavilion after breathing, the duel just now will definitely attract other people", Chisheng Hitomi drank the medicine in one gulp, "Bai Gongzi, you ......", Bai Lu looked at him, "I can't sit idly by if I inherit the idea of chopping, I have to go no matter what", Chisheng Hitomi stepped on the wall and bounced onto the top of the pavilion after speaking. The three of them couldn't help but feel a little admiration, if they were others, they would have to flee with their lives long ago, even if they all thought so and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to leave.

Chisheng Tong ascended the pavilion, the Qinglian Sword Code unfolded in the air, and a huge picture scroll had a feeling of covering the sky and the sun, "Jian Rong, it's useless for you to escape, I am bound to get the sword body today", the nine envoys slightly picked up the long sword in their hands, and countless evil qi invaded the sword codex. "Leaving the soul, you should know that only the people of Qingque Palace can communicate with the Sword Codex, even if you destroy the Sword Codex, it won't help", Jian Rong didn't mind the evil qi lingering around his body, "You are right, if you really couldn't help it at that time, but now ......", the lingering evil qi suddenly soared, and the long sword in the hands of the Nine Envoys continued to compete, and the purple qi in the black eyes surged. The scroll that originally emitted blue light lost its luster, and Jian Rong found that he had completely lost his connection with the Sword Codex, "How is this possible, the Sword Code ......", Jian Rong was shocked in his heart, he was the spirit of the Sword Code but lost the connection with the Sword Codex, "Why, are you surprised, this is the Evil Breath specially prepared for you by the Holy Lord, my soul, come back......", the Nine Envoys opened their arms, the sword in their hands was suspended in front of him, and the purple-black aura was entwined and integrated into the Sword Codex. After dozens of breaths, a purple broad-bladed long sword was torn out of the sword book little by little by the purple-black aura, and the endless evil qi rained down everywhere like lightning, and the evil qi of this sword body alone was better than all the evil qi in the previous pavilion. As the sword body came out little by little, the evil aura was already even worse than before, and in the purple-black aura, transparent black shadows could be clearly seen flying around, and the human souls and sword souls hidden in the ruins woke up one after another. The evil braids hidden in the deepest part of the day have awakened one after another, especially the blood-colored monsters encountered by Chisheng Hitomi and others before are even more swarming, Jian Rong keeps opening his mouth with an eager expression but can't make any sound, the purple breath traps him firmly, and even the cyan sword code has turned black. The entire Qinglian Sword Palace ruins can be said to be changing color and demons dancing wildly, and the people scattered all over the ruins choose to stay away, and these evil things don't care who they are, they all gather towards the Hidden Sword Palace.

Chisheng Hitomi gathered his breath at this moment and stood quietly on the wall at the top of the pavilion, "White Pupil Boy, this evil aura is not trivial, even the consciousness of the Spirit of the Sword Code seems to be isolated, you ......", Uncle Tian's meaning was very clear, he wanted to persuade Chisheng Hitomi not to act impulsively. "Uncle Tian, I know how to measure", Chisheng Hitomi said calmly, the consciousness around his body was constantly surging, and a thought was generated in his mind, it was true that the Nine Envoys didn't know what means to take out the Soul Leaver, but he knew that there was a legitimate way to reverse the situation. "Boy with white eyes, you must know that for the Spirit of the Sword Codex, he has seen too many geniuses, even if you resolve this crisis, he may not look down on you. And the reason why he flew out of the pavilion was also to keep the last ray of hope in the Qinglian Sword Palace," Uncle Tian said. "Uncle Tian, why did you look down on me when you first met me, I was just a little spirit master at that time", Chisheng Hitomi said, Uncle Tian was silent, he only thought about passing on the secret art books of his life to an upright person at that time, so he let Chisheng Tong swear a poisonous oath, and he didn't consider the issue of qualifications or qualifications at all, and everything became unimportant when there was no choice. Half of the sword of the soul has come out, the expression of the nine envoys is a little weak, but the joy in his eyes cannot be concealed, feeling his emotions, the soul of the soul let out a sword sound, and countless black shadows of residual thoughts flew out of the sword, these are the soul of the god who was suppressed and stripped by the master who held the soul of the soul in his hand. Perhaps it was precisely because of the suppression of too many evil souls that the Soul Leaving Sword was infected by evil energy, and after a hundred breaths, the purple-black Soul Leaving Soul was finally pulled out of the sword codex, and the body of the Nine Envoys dispersed into wisps of breath and flew towards the Soul Departure. At the same time as his body spread out and flew out, the same black shadow flew behind the sword codex, and the cyan spiritual power entered it, and no one noticed this slight change, after all, at this moment, black shadows were flying all over the sky, and the suppressed gods and ghosts cried wolf howls. "Hahahaha...... My soul is gone, and we are finally one again. Blue Sky Slashing ...... The sword shadow is out of the soul, and I am back from the soul", the nine envoys laughed loudly, the purple sword shadow flew everywhere, and the remnants of the sword light and other conscious things disappeared without exception with the dissipation of the sword light.

The sword light in the sky was witnessed by all the people in the ruins, I thought it was a relic treasure, but I didn't expect it to be an evil sword that overturned the world, and in the face of the crazy soul, Jian Rong didn't do anything like before. He glanced at the palace that had become a ruin with his vicissitudes of life, and he couldn't help but think of the Qingque Palace that looked at the world in the past, which could really be described as a person and a thing. Jian Rong sighed in his heart, three or five sword lights flew towards him, originally because of the fusion of the Nine Envoys and the Soul Departure, the evil qi that controlled the sword code was also weakened, he could have avoided this sword shadow, but in the end he chose to destroy. Jian Rong was submerged in the Sword Dictionary, his last gaze fell on the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and the last person left in the entire Qinglian Sword Palace was only Chisheng Pupil, he wanted to die with the soul and keep the last hope of the Qinglian Sword Palace. Even in the eyes of the countless peerless Sword Palace geniuses he had seen, Chisheng Hitomi couldn't even reach the qualifications of an ordinary disciple. The sword code suddenly enlarged and covered the entire sky, "Hmph, Jian Rong, aren't you still dead", the nine envoys instantly noticed his change, "Since I can condense the soul of separation, I can also destroy it", Jian Rong said, three or five until the sword light fell into the sword code, and two huge stone tablets fell from the sky obscured by the sword codex. The five sword lights that flew into it condensed between the stone tablets, "What's the matter, how can the Ning Sword Tablet be separated from the Sword Codex", Jian Rong originally wanted to use the Sword Code to wrap his soul and explode together, but he didn't expect the Sword Tablet to suddenly appear. "Hahaha, Jian Rong, even the Condensing Sword Tablet has broken away from the Sword Codex, so it seems that my soul departure is the right way, the Soul Phantom!", the Nine Envoys drove the Soul Sword towards Jian Rong, he knew very well that Jian Rong wanted to blow himself up, as long as the Soul Leaving solved Jian Rong's consciousness, then this Qinglian Sword Book was his. In his cruel smile, he flew out of the soul sword, but instead of heading towards the sword, he flew into the sword stele as if he wanted to be sucked in. Whether it is Jian Rong or the Nine Envoys, they are inexplicable, feeling the aura of chaotic fusion between the Sword Monument, the Nine Envoys chose to leave the sword body temporarily, this Sword Monument he knows best, it is both a place to condense the sword and a place to destroy the sword, if he is also gone, he will also be melted. The soul left the soul fell into it, and one of the lines on the sword tablet full of lines lit up, and then the blue light bloomed, and all the residual thoughts and evil qi suppressed in the soul were all dispelled. A pure purple Soul Separation Sword was peeled away from the Condensing Sword Tablet, and the blooming blue light converged towards one point, and finally fell into the body of a figure.

"Who is doing this", the nine envoys shouted, and Jian Rong also appeared from the sword codex, and the eyes of the two locked on the place where the blue light converged at the same time, and a cyan figure stood quietly, holding his left hand to leave the soul, and his blue hair fluttered under the evil sky. He was tall and slender, with a handsome face, and a blue hairband bound the green silk, which was more handsome than beautiful, "I haven't seen him for many years...... Leaving the soul!", the cyan eyes opened, the cyan lines between the eyebrows emitted a faint majesty, and the whole person was now on the huge stone tablet. The Nine Envoys looked flustered and showed fear on their faces, "Are you ...... Arashi!".