Chapter Twenty-Four: You Sing and I'll Appear

Next is the final duel between the first embryo of the flying sword and Zhanbai's soul. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Or, the first embryo of the flying sword will devour Zhanbai's soul and erase Zhanbai's spiritual intelligence, and finally achieve completeness, then, Liu Chengying's goal will be achieved. Or, with his tenacious will, Zhanbai resisted the erosion of the first embryo of the flying sword, and turned against the guest, taking the first embryo of the flying sword as his own, integrating man and sword, achieving the primordial realm, and finally becoming extraordinary, embarking on the road of metaphysical cultivation.

Of course, this is a normal situation, but now, for some unknown reason, the outcome is different. First, because of the necrosis of Zhanbai's body, Liu Chengying had to advance the plan, resulting in insufficient preparation. At the same time, this flying sword embryo has already given birth to spiritual intelligence. Although this spirit is still extremely immature, it must not be underestimated, at this time it is like a young child waiting to be fed, with an almost crazy paranoia about food, and the best food to help it grow quickly is undoubtedly the soul. These two completely contradictory changes, if they are triggered at the same time, cancel each other out at all, and the biggest possibility is that they will die together, that is, Zhanbai will die, and at the same time the flying sword will be destroyed.

The second variable is to be counted on Zhanbai's body. As long as he made up his mind to achieve the path of the Sword Demon, then all the previous possibilities would no longer exist.

It is not difficult to see from here that in fact, Zhanbai has already been invincible, and the reason why he insists on it now is actually more of a whim, and to realize this idea, he must fight with the flying sword primordial embryo in his body.

The pain, as if the soul was being torn apart a little bit, faintly, there was a voice full of temptation.

"Give up, despair, as long as you give up, you can get rid of the pain. As long as you are desperate, you can be truly liberated. ”

"Hey, hey." Facing the voice that was almost an auditory hallucination, Zhan Bai smiled, but because of his distorted face, he was very hideous, "You know, in the past ten years, what I have really learned is not swordsmanship, but to endure pain, * pain, and mental torment, so ...... Hey, just come on. ”

The soul invading flying sword primordial embryo seemed to understand Zhanbai's words, and suddenly the sword body was agitated, and the huge pain was wave after wave, launching a more fierce attack on Zhanbai.

Yes!!!!!!!

The sound of screams kept coming from inside the sword coffin, even if it was wrapped in magma, it was still clearly audible, making Liu Chengying's expression on the side change slightly, and a trace of guilt and unbearability flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Zhan, I'm really sorry, I know it's too unfair to you, but I really can't help it."

Liu Chengying muttered to himself, shook his head and shook off the hesitation in his heart, his finger prints kept changing, and one after another cyan marks were smashed into the sword coffin.

It is often said that when the pain reaches a certain level, it will become numb, but this common sense is completely invalid at this time.

The pain became more and more intense each time, stirring the fragile nerves of Zhanbai, making people fall into boundless despair, and there was no end in sight.

The thought of "despair, give up, despair, give up......" kept churning in Zhanbai's mind, as if there was no choice but these two paths.

"Ah...... Hehe...... "Even in the roar of pain, Zhan Bai didn't forget to burst out with a smirk from time to time, as if he was sarcastic about something?

"You... That's all... Ability? It's not as good as ...... What about that bastard before... Yes!!! Again, it's not enough. Even if he was tortured and lost his mind, Zhanbai still didn't forget to speak quickly.

The painful ordeal is undoubtedly long, in order to fight against the flying sword embryo, Zhan Bai has completely forgotten the time, all he can do is to hold on to the trace of clarity in his heart.

Do you want me to despair, do you want me to give up, hehe, the master just won't let you get what you want.

It is this kind of paranoia that makes the first embryo of the flying sword return again and again, and the invasion becomes more and more intense.

One man and one sword, no one will back down.

Time passes little by little, a pillar of incense, half an hour, an hour, a day, a month.

Liu Chengying in the volcanic cave was still sitting there, motionless. After a whole month of not eating or drinking, he had long lost his original handsomeness, his complexion was pale, and his cheeks were sunken, but he still persisted, clenching his teeth and constantly making fingerprints.

One sword, two people, are desperate, fighting not only patience, but also perseverance.

Zhan Bai has a reason why he can't give up, otherwise he will become a flying sword or a demon sword in eternal life, and neither of these is obviously what he is willing to accept. The first embryo of the flying sword also has a reason not to give up, because only by devouring Zhanbai's soul can he strengthen himself, so as to be completely promoted to the flying sword. The same is true of Liu Chengying, in order to wait for this day, he almost endured humiliation and remained incognito for ten years.

In the past month, Zhanbai's roar has never stopped, and this proves that he still has not despaired and has not given up.

One month like this, two months still.

"It seems that you can only use it in advance, Brother Zhan, don't blame me." At this time, Liu Chengying was already thin and skinny, his long hair was messy, and the clothes on his body that had just fitted looked much wider at this time.

While speaking, there was already an extra jade box on Liu Chengying's palm, and the jade box was opened, and what was contained inside was a glowing smoke flower.

……

On a winding path leading to the volcano, two figures were pulled by the setting sun to be extraordinarily slender.

"This should be it." Among them, the black-robed man stretched out his right palm, only to see a faint green flame rising from the palm of his palm, perhaps sensing something, this flame became extremely violent at this time, and he wanted to break through the air several times, but was suppressed by the black-robed man.

"Jun Chi, are you sure? This volcano doesn't look like a place to live. The woman next to her was also dressed in black, but she was particularly decently cut, and the collar and cuffs were embroidered with gold threads, so that the woman's concave and childish figure was perfectly displayed.

"Are you questioning me?" The black-robed man's pale face showed a touch of iron blue, and he was very dissatisfied with the woman's question, "Hmph, little girl, don't think that you are an evil genius, and you are qualified to point fingers at me." If it weren't for the mark of the sect master on your body, I would have skinned you a long time ago. ”

"You can try that." The woman's delicate face was expressionless, she didn't even look at the black-robed man, and she didn't pay any attention to his threat.

"Looking for !! Death" The black-robed man was furious, and secretly decided in his heart that even if he couldn't kill this woman, he would definitely teach her a lesson today, and let her know what it means to be high and thick.

A layer of evil black smoke rose from the black-robed man's body without warning, and where the black smoke filled the place, even the rocks under his feet made a creaking sound, and in the blink of an eye, they corroded into black charcoal.

"Get on my knees." The black-robed man shouted loudly, and under the traction of his empty left hand, the black smoke immediately separated and pressed towards the woman.

Qiang !!!

Suddenly, a sharp sword roar, as if descending from the nine heavens, landed a sharp sword light, cutting the black smoke into powder.

"Huh?" The black-robed man's face changed drastically, as if he was afraid of the sword light, his body quickly retreated, and at the same time exclaimed, "Annihilation Sword Technique...... When did you worship that mad woman as a teacher? ”

"Apprenticeship?" The corners of the woman's mouth rose, obviously smiling, but it made people shudder for no reason, "Sort of, it's a pity that she can't bear my disciple." ”

"Blessed?" The black-robed man was stunned, but when he thought of the woman's life experience in front of him, his face became even more ugly, "The sect master dares to ......"

"Shut up, sect master's decision, do you have anything to disagree with?" The woman shouted loudly, which made the black-robed man's whole body tremble, where was the previous arrogance.

"I understand, no wonder, the sect wants you to come along. It turned out that I was just acting as a guard. The black-robed man smiled miserably, his heart full of jealousy for the woman in front of him and the other six people with the same identity as her.

"Now you can tell me why you dare to be sure that the man is around here." The woman asked curiously.

"Yes." The black-robed man who realized the identity of a woman became respectful, "After all, the Son of Heaven has not been in my sect for a long time, and he is not familiar with the many methods of my sect. The reason why the subordinates were sure that the person was nearby was because of a tracking method of the sect. In the world, there are often dying people who curse their enemies, saying: "If you are a ghost, you will not be spared." This is how this method of my sect comes from. Extracting the soul of the deceased, boiling it with exercises, and communicating the wheel of cause and effect, you can find the whereabouts of the murderer who killed him. ”

"Son of Heaven, please see, this green fire in my hand is the soul of a disciple who died in the hands of that person." The black-robed man pointed to the dark green flame in the palm of his right hand and said.

"Interesting kung fu, what's the name?" The woman asked with interest.

"The hell is endless." The black-robed man replied.

"Ghosts never stop, never die, never stop being ghosts." The woman thoughtfully said, "The name of this method is also apt." ”

"Son of God, it's not too early, let's find that guy now. The sooner the mission is completed, and we can go back sooner. The black-robed man looked at the darkening sky and urged.

"Lead the way."

……

"Yanjihua, go." Liu Chengying accurately punched the smoke flower wrapped in his fingerprints into the sword coffin.

Ping!!

When the smoke flower touched the sword coffin, it immediately shattered like glass, turned into a little starlight, attached to the coffin, and penetrated in the blink of an eye.

Inside the sword coffin, the fireworks that penetrated into it seemed to be attracted, and they all attached to Zhanbai's body.

"Huh? It's ......"

The addition of the fireworks is not only white, but even the first embryo of the flying sword is also felt.

Airplanes!!!!!!

There was a silent deafening, as if to achieve some kind of resonance, which made the sword body of the first embryo of the flying sword tremble, and as for Zhanbai, his mind fell into a blank.