"Don't!" Ling Chuxi's tears instantly clouded his vision, and he roared angrily.

The seal in the sea of qi, under that huge pressure, actually showed a hint of loosening, and the cold breath poured into the meridians, and the whole body seemed to fall into an ice cave, but the body immediately regained the ability to move.

"No matter, it doesn't matter what kind of underworld master he is, kill this monster first." Seeing that Ling Yichen and the others were seriously injured, Ling Chuxi couldn't take care of it anymore, he clenched the Falling Dust Sword, and prepared to use the Cangyuan Sword Technique, but now he could only use this strongest sword.

"It's useless, the body of the Heaven Devouring Pluto God has been destroyed, with the strength of your True Yuan Peak, even if you use the Cangyuan Sword Technique, you can't destroy its Netherworld, you go, let me go!" The voice of the Abyss Sword Spirit sounded in his mind again.

The Falling Dust Sword trembled slightly, as if it had life, Ling Chuxi clearly felt that an abundant spiritual power was condensing in the sword, obviously, the sword spirit wanted to use its spiritual power to fight against the Heaven Devouring God.

"No way!" Ling Chuxi said categorically.

Even with the strength of the spiritual strength of the sword spirit in its heyday, it may not be able to defeat the Heaven Devouring Pluto God, not to mention that at this time, a large amount of spiritual power is consumed, and he has not had time to recover, once he is defeated, he may end up in a state of dissipation, how could Ling Chuxi watch him go to death.

"Do we still have a choice?" The sword spirit smiled faintly, and said with a kind smile, "Go, if there is a chance in the future, avenge the sword master, it should be the fulfillment of my lifelong wish." ”

"Senior ......" Ling Chuxi finally shook her head, even if they died in battle, she must not watch the sword spirit die!

No longer giving the sword spirit a chance to speak, Ling Chuxi's body moved, jumped high, and slashed down towards the head of the Heaven Devouring God. Now that the sword spirit had already said that the Cangyuan Sword Technique could not hurt the Heaven Devouring God, Ling Chuxi no longer wasted his true qi and still used the previous sword.

The sword spirit didn't expect Ling Chuxi to move when she said it, and she couldn't stop her, so she could only release her spiritual power with all her strength and pour it into the sword. On the simple and delicate sword body, a piece of spiritual light shines, like water leaking the Milky Way, which is clearer than the brightest moonlight.

In that aura, Ling Chuxi's figure was so clear and holy.

At the same time as Ling Chuxi made a move, Yi Li gritted his teeth and attacked side by side with a short sword in his hand.

The abyss-like eyes of the Heaven Devouring Pluto God finally revealed a touch of solemnity, and he opened his mouth to spew out a pillar of blue light.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Boom ......" The spiritual qi in the sword collided with the pillar of green glow, emitting a series of muffled sounds.

With every muffled sound, Ling Chuxi was shocked to take a step back, and the true qi and aura in the sword were also weakened by a point.

Under the violent shock, the internal organs were like a giant hammer blowing, and the meridians were also broken inch by inch, and there were bursts of sharp pain that pierced the heart.

The blood had already stained her white clothes, and she could only barely hold on by will.

And Yi Li was already seriously injured, and he vomited blood in his mouth, but he still tried his best to stand by Ling Chuxi's side, resisting the thunderous bombardment of the nine days. Opponents who were life and death enemies a moment ago, this moment they join hands side by side and deliver their lives into each other's hands.

The Sky Devouring Divine Beast also showed fatigue, and under the attack of the sword spirit spiritual power, the dark light and shadow on its body dimmed a lot.

However, Ling Chuxi knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on to the moment it fell, and the sword spirit was getting weaker and weaker, and in his mind, the figure of that majestic shore was almost unrecognizable, and it was on the verge of collapse.