"Clouds ... "In the depths of the sea of fog, there was a sound like a low roar, and the pain was unbearable.

"Deep... Defend to the death. Zongmen" Then, when he heard this painful voice, he gradually sank, whether it was Yan Nanqiu's face was cloudy, or he came back to his senses for the rest of his life, he was shocked for a moment by this voice.

"Be careful, very resentful, but this voice ... Zhou Yusheng turned his head suddenly, his face was full of horror, the figure that broke free from the sea of fog, his eyes were desperate, and it was the puppet he had released before.

He tried to sense the puppet's divine soul, but with the rapid breath and the violent trembling of his body, he could sense an extremely dark force, whether it was the dark power or the source of the resentment, it actually made his divine soul retreat as if it had been hit hard, and his breath trembled back again and again.

"Before he died, he sealed the fragments of his soul here, and if someone with a good will needs help, he can contribute through his soul even after death... I think you may be the key that unlocks the seal and releases his soul. ”

Zhou Yusheng quickly connected with the puppet's consciousness, he was still very cautious, but this power seemed to be in the depths, as if it was sealed in the soul, through the breeding of resentment, this power was like a fierce beast breaking free from the cage, so that the puppet quickly had self-awareness.

Even the generation of this consciousness was extremely painful for him.

"This is Gu ... A living puppet!"

In the dark, the puppet and Zhou Yusheng looked at each other, as if they were longing for something in their empty eyes, but he could only tell the voice suppressed in his heart through a helpless roar.

"No, the resentment enters the body, even if the Pure Heart Mantra of this sect can't last long, but that kid can actually be in the sea of fog, not affected by the sea of resentment and mist, it is the purple electricity that wards off evil spirits, or that kid, the resentment that occupies his heart is not strong. ”

Yan Nanqiu's expression was a little erratic, the rune sword was overflowing at this time, with the brilliance of breaking through the sea of fog, his breath condensed, his arms were raised, and suddenly, on the tip of the sword, the hilt flowed into the thunder arc of the sword body, quietly condensing, reflecting the hideous eyes, as if there were countless thunder arcs, flashing between the eyes.

Amazing thunder light, converging into the sky, the unstable and amazing sword intent on the sword body, the surface of the rune sword, the thunder rune appeared on the sword body, with countless thunder intent densely covered in the hilt of the sword, condensed in the hilt, thunder and lightning, in an instant, a huge flash of light tore through the darkness, shook a few times with difficulty, and angrily roared the rumble that refused to bow down, from the depths of the vast space, from beyond the eight poles, pushed over, like a sword and knife strike, like a landslide and the ground cracked, this is thunder and lightning

Finally, lightning broke out. Like a sharp sword, it pierced the sky. The shining arc ran down from the clouds to the edge of the sky. Suddenly, the weeping sky was lit up.

"Xuan Thunder, the sun is deep!" illuminated the sky, penetrated the sea of fog, condensed the earth-shattering thunder, and suddenly, the thunder sea surged, and the huge thunder sword condensed above the sky slashed out.

Tearing through the sea of fog, the sword light cut out from top to bottom, like a lightning star, from the sky, tearing the sky from the thunder dragon, in Yan Nanqiu's shocked eyes, angry hiss, the dragon body tore the crack, suddenly, violent tremor, roared, split the clouds! At that moment, only its light covered the wind and rain, reflecting the earth.

Yan Nanqiu's eyes flashed with thunder, Zhou Yusheng stood in place, and the suddenly enlarged thunder shadow in his eyes fell on him in an instant, but the vague figure only dissipated for a while, the earth trembled, the sky collapsed, and a huge deep pit, under the sword, suddenly exploded.

In an instant, all that remained, a smoky, flame-burning ruin.

"You all deserve to die, you all deserve to die. Zhou Yusheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he heard the familiar voice in his ears again, and when he groaned, his closed eyes slowly opened, but his mind was unprecedentedly clear.

The three white-haired puppets came from the ruins, the huge figure rose again, and the rising smoke made the white-haired ghost face look extremely weird, sad and compassionate, full of white hair like a waterfall, slowly rising, the white hair rolled upside down, like a sharp thorn, rolled up.

The moment the long hair that gathered like a lake, and then the white hair like steel touched the thunder, on the white hair, a sound of metal rubbing resounded through the world deafeningly, and the white hair burned, and suddenly a sea of fire ignited.

"How is it possible, this breath has made him stronger. Zhou Yusheng's eyes shrank suddenly, and he looked up at the figure with a terrifying aura lingering in the sky, and when his mind connected to the puppet, he felt an unprecedented battle intent from the puppet.

"Rune Sword! Rune Carving, Sword Intent... Runes... Exist... Breath. The puppet spit out a few words intermittently, as if he was extremely familiar with this rune sword, his body trembled, and the tall figure holding the wheelchair suddenly rushed out.

"Good boy, I didn't expect you, a puppet, to be a veritable rune swordsman when you were alive. The Tsing Yi Daoist was a little surprised and surprised.

Zhou Yusheng's five fingers were tightly pressed between the tiger's mouth in the palm of his hand, and his eyes slowly fell with the puppet that flew into the rune sword, and at the moment when he touched the earth-shattering thunder that the rune sword lingered, the dilapidated puppet seemed to be about to withstand the boiling heat, on his body, between the entire bones, as if it was about to collapse, Zhou Yusheng's eyes flashed, shook his head, and the figure rushed out.

"Hmph, a mere wooden puppet, even if you have a sense, so what. ”

Yan Nanqiu, who had recovered from his lost consciousness, slowly turned sideways, his eyes were extremely scarlet, which was completely different from the previous sense of mortal dust that was not in the world, but behind the hideous smile, it made people's hearts stop, like a devil who had descended into the world.

"Sanye, I will definitely kill you and return what you took from me. Yan Nanqiu licked his scarlet lips, and at this time, he pulled his sword out of the ruins, with murderous intent, and turned around and stabbed into the charred puppet.

"Clouds ... Deep.. Swear to death... Protection.. Zongmen. ”

"Three leaves!"

"Three leaves!"

"Shamrock. Yin Qi got used to it, smiling, sword by sword slashed at the puppet body that had collapsed, the pleasure of killing, was stimulating his nerves little by little, the figure that fell from mid-air, sword marks were numerous, boom, smashed on the ground, those bodies that were already crumbling, shattered, unrecognizable.

That kind of negligible connection made Zhou Yusheng's eyes red, the purple sparrow sword body, the sword qi roared, and several flying swords that plunged straight into the sky from under his feet, behind him, like an open wing, the sword qi circled, and at the moment when Yan Nanqiu looked at it thoughtfully, several sword qi roared together, and all of them flew out at once, like a sunset-like sword light, and the haze space was suddenly like day.

"Purple Sparrow, Sunset!"

Yan Nanqiu's eyes have long been devoid of the contempt for Zhou Yusheng, the hatred of the sea of blood ripples in his eyes, in his eyes, as the resentment deepens, in his eyes, Zhou Yusheng's appearance is the appearance of the "three leaves" in his mouth.

That's a ... The white-faced scholar was full of anger, with a tall nose, thin lips, and sword-like eyebrows flying obliquely into a few strands of black hair under the corners of his sideburns. With a green sword on his back, just looking at it quietly gives people a sense of transcendence from the world.

"How could your "unrepentant sword qi" seem so weak, is it because there are too many medicines and you have been counterattacked? If it weren't for the master, who was bent on favoring you, he would give you all the pills of the master's sect. How could I lose to you again and again, if it weren't for the master's partiality, how could I have fallen to such a state. Yan Nanqiu's eyes were as deep as the sea, quietly staring at the sunset on the sky, and laughing angrily.

"Thunder Seal. The rune "Thunder Sword" trembled, condensing several amazing thunder intents, and the thunderclouds shining in the sky in mid-air shrank in large characters, as if the lightning was sealed in the rune sword, and at this time, with his roar, the thunder seal came towards the purple sparrow.

"Fire devouring!" As soon as the magic trick in his hand changed, the fire phoenix came overwhelmingly, and the phoenix roared to the sky, flashing down, and the fire was monstrous, following the direction of the thunder seal, and came again.

Like a huge mouth of the abyss, countless fire phoenixes conjured out, and the huge fire beast condensed by the flames opened its big mouth of flames in an instant, stretched its fangs, and the overwhelming flames swooped towards Zhou Yusheng.

The setting sun was blocked in mid-air, and Zhou Yusheng's figure flashed, and the fire beast that was surging in the clouds rotated rapidly, making a radius of hundreds of miles like a sea of fire. In the northeast of the sword body. “

In an instant, Zhou Yusheng locked the location of the rune.

"Zhang Mingyue's night. The blue light in his eyes rose, and in the gray space, his gaze slowly fell on the northeast, and a little outline gradually appeared in the originally empty place, and this outline made Zhou Yusheng see at a glance that it was that... Totem runestone

"Wings. “

The white-haired puppet slowly stood up in the sound of collapse, and the blood-red body immersed in the sea of blood slammed into Yan Nanqiu at his feet.

"Puppet. Yan Nanqiu flew out upside down, and the sword in his hand was crossed, but the huge body obviously didn't care, increased the strength in his hand, and smashed it hard.

This count of breath gave Zhou Yusheng time to find the void of the totem rune.

Originally, he had no clue, but at this time, a faint void fluctuation passed from his eyes into the divine soul.

However, at this time, his body seemed to have reached its limit, and as soon as there was a flower in front of him, the blue pupils faded instantly, and the black pupils appeared, but as soon as he gritted his teeth, he still rushed out towards the void.

"That's it. “

A mouthful of blood spat out of his throat, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.