"That's it, save someone's life, win the seventh-level floating slaughter, I'll help him." The sword spirit finally made up his mind and said. Feeling the worry and unbearability in Ling Chuxi's heart, Cang Yuan still made a decision.

"Xie Lu, senior Xie......" Ling Chuxi said softly, "If only I could help you." ”

"By the way, listening to you, I think of something." Sword Spirit said as he remembered something.

"What?" Ling Chuxi asked.

"If I can use your strength, this matter will be much easier, and the damage to me will be much less." Sword Spirit said. In other words, the time of slumber is shorter.

"How much strength do I have?" Ling Chuxi was a little surprised, why did Jian Ling say her strength, not Huangfu Qing's strength. If she really has such ability, will she have to wait until now?

"I'm talking about the Nine Yin Absolute Vein." Sword Spirit said.

"That ......" Ling Chuxi gasped, and his mouth opened into an O-shape. How terrible is that time bomb in the Nine Yin Absolute Vein, doesn't she know the way? The last time I gathered the power of five guardians, I was able to resolve the extreme yin and cold qi for her with great difficulty, and she was lucky enough to be promoted to the True Yuan realm. Will she hang here?

"Don't worry, I have my own measure, I have now signed the Sword God Ancient Contract with you, if something happens to you, I will also be scattered, and the Cangyuan Sword will never exist in the world." Sword Spirit said.

"Then senior, you should be steady." Ling Chuxi finally felt a little relieved when he heard him say this.

"I know, you don't have to worry." The sword spirit responded.

After saying this, Ling Chuxi suddenly felt a movement in his heart, and the spiritual connection between him and the sword spirit became much stronger, and in the sea of qi, there was clearly a trace of extremely cold qi.

It is worthy of the sword spirit gathered by the hearts of a generation of top powerhouses, and it is so easy to borrow his own Nine Yin Absolute Vein. Ling Chuxi was not afraid of what he would do, if he really had any bad intentions, he would have been destroyed in the hands of the sword spirit just now.

However, as the trace of extreme cold became thicker and thicker, Ling Chuxi was still a little worried.

Ling Chuxi only felt a chill on his body, and an extremely cold qi surged out from the sea of steam.

Just when Ling Chuxi was frightened, he felt that the extreme yin cold qi was flowing rapidly in the meridians, although it was cold and piercing, it was not completely irresistible, as if there was a mysterious force that controlled the extreme yin cold qi, although it flowed through the meridians, it did not touch her experience at all, but was suspended in the middle and ran through.

At the end of the day, the extremely cold weather found the flood at the mouth of the embankment, gushed out of the meridians, and poured into the Falling Dust Sword, which also emitted an inaudible soft groan.

Ling Chuxi opened his eyes violently, only to see a mysterious mist between heaven and earth, which lingered for a long time.

Everyone was attracted by this mist, and no one even noticed the abnormality on Ling Chuxi's sword.

"Buzz" There was a soft buzz in everyone's ears, as if something had been broken.

Immediately afterwards, a light and shadow flickered in the sky, like an ancient text, or pattern, giving people a sense of déjà vu, and such a pattern can be seen in various formations inside and outside Xiaoyingu Mountain, which is part of the Eight Gate Formation.

The light and shadow flickered, getting brighter and brighter, infinitely magnified, spreading across the entire sky. At the end of the day, it burst like a soap bubble, sprinkling 10,000 points of colorful glow.