On the long sword, after Ji Wushen's beating heart appeared, there were no other visions, but Ji Wushen's voice didn't know where it came from.

I heard Ji Wushen's voice still full of laughter and said: "I sacrifice Xuanyuan with my heart's blood!" Kazino, this stupid fork, he himself has already recited the mantra, and he still doesn't understand, if he doesn't sacrifice his heart's blood, he wants to get this Xuanyuan Divine Sword of my ancestors?!"

"Hahaha, now that I've figured it out with Xuanyuan Sword, I want to see who can stop me from unifying the world!"

When the words fell, Xuanyuan's long sword trembled slightly, and a dragon roar sounded, and a sword flower danced, which stabbed straight at the bhikkhus on the ground.

The bhikshu had already been on guard, and the evil qi on his body was surging, and he also turned into a spear, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at the flying Xuanyuan Divine Sword, and all the cultivation during the tribulation period was released, boom!

The two extremely strong forces hedged, and there were invisible waves in the void, whether it was the surviving Ji villagers or those soldiers of the Shura clan, they were all affected by the powerful shock in an instant, and they all flew out a few meters away one by one, and fell to the ground fiercely!

"Ah!!!h

"How is it possible, no, impossible!" Ji Wushen's voice was full of annoyance, and in the next moment, he saw that the Xuanyuan Sword was like a kite with a broken string, and it was picked up by the spear in the hand of the monk, and there was no backhand power at all!

The bhikkhus looked solemn, and the spear was castrated, and he quickly sprinted in the direction of the heart of Ji Wushen in the air.

Ji Wushen roared in a low voice: "Escape!"

The heart disappeared into the air, the spear of the bhikkhu stabbed the air, and in a blink of an eye, the heart had appeared next to the Xuanyuan Sword that flew out, but it could be seen that the originally bright red heart had become slightly pale at this time, and a few drops of blood oozed out of a crack in the heart, and slid down on the body of the Xuanyuan Sword, and in another instant, it was sucked up by the Xuanyuan Sword, and the long sword returned to its original snow-white color.

"How can this be?" Ji Wushen's voice was full of resentment and incomprehension, "I obviously have already controlled the ancestor's Xuanyuan Divine Sword, why can't I even exert the combat power of the Void Netherworld!"

In fact, not only did Ji Wushen not figure it out, but even the bhikkhus didn't expect that the appearance of the Xuanyuan Sword was so high-profile, but under Ji Wushen's manipulation, it was not even as good as ordinary weapons.

But the bhikshu is not Kazno, he knows very well that since this Xuanyuan Sword can kill a master of the Golden Immortal Stage with one blow, it will naturally not be an ordinary mortal, but Ji Wushen has not yet mastered the power of using the Xuanyuan Sword, so it will become the situation in front of him, so for the Bhikkhus, this situation in front of him is his best chance to seize the Xuanyuan Sword!

"Drink!" Bhikshu roared, pushed his hands flat, and the spear in his hand shot in the direction of Ji Wushen's heart, and Ji Wushen's voice suddenly became panicked: "No, !!!"

Xuanyuan Sword turned around and fled with Ji Wushen's heart, not daring to collide head-on with the Bhikshus's spear, but how cultivated was the Bhikshus?

Listening to the screams that kept ringing out, the bhikshus knew very well that he would not risk attacking Ji Wushen's heart at all, anyway, when he collided with the sword body of the Xuanyuan Sword, every blow could make Ji Wushen's heart even paler, and that was an effective attack!

The monk looked coldly at Ji Wushen's heart, which was almost sucked out of blood by the Xuanyuan Sword, and said loudly: "Ji Wushen, you should put away your little caution, you have been pretending to be like this for a long time, don't you just want to lure me to attack your heart and snatch the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, and finally be counterattacked by the Xuanyuan Sword?"

"Hehe...... " Ji Wushen's voice sounded again, but there was a feeling of weakness, and the heart that had become pale also returned to its original bright red in an instant.

Seeing that the means were revealed, Ji Wushen's heart simply stopped running around with Xuanyuan Sword pretending, the bhikshu was worthy of being a master who had surpassed the realm of the Golden Immortal Stage, even if he left no trace in Ji Wushen's disguise, but the bhikshu still did not act impulsively, but instead took the most secure means to restrain Ji Wushen.

"Bhikkhus, don't be complacent, although I haven't fully controlled the power of the Xuanyuan Sword, but with the little damage you just caused me, it is far from affecting me. Ji Wushen's tone was relaxed, "I've been playing with you for so long, I should also show you my true strength now, body, come!"

A mysterious power came out of Ji Wushen's heart and shot towards Ji Wushen's hollowed-out body in the distance, the bhikshu reacted extremely quickly, his fingers volleyed a little, and the evil qi turned into light and shot towards the mysterious power, wanting to stop Ji Wushen's actions.

It's just that the power is actually quite mysterious, completely ignoring the powerful blow of the bhikkhus, and without a moment's pause, it passed through the bhikkhus's evil qi and arrived at Ji Wushen's body.

"Huh?!"

Three voices of surprise sounded at the same time, one was the voice of a bhikkhus, even though he was well-informed, he did not expect that his blow would have no effect on the power of the Xuanyuan Sword at all.

But the voice that was even more surprised came from Ji Wushen. After sacrificing his own blood to Xuanyuan Sword, Ji Wushen's life has been linked to Xuanyuan Sword, if the heart does not die, the body will not die!

Originally, this power shot out from the Xuanyuan Sword, and Ji Wushen's body would be reconnected with his heart and restored to its original state. But at this time, for some reason, after the power was shot into Ji Wushen's body, he found that Ji Wushen's body had long been lifeless!

So, the last voice sounded, it was the pseudo-saint Tianzhu who was still thinking about continuing to lurk in the shadows, ready to reap the benefits of the fisherman, "Ji Ji ......"

The pseudo-saint Tianzhu manipulated Song Tianlong's body and slowly stood up from the ground: "Is this the power of the Xuanyuan Sword? Originally, I wanted to refine this body into a corpse puppet, but as soon as the power of this Xuanyuan Sword came, I immediately regained control of the body, and in desperation, I could only destroy him. Alas, it's a pity that it's a pretty good body......"

said that it was a pity, but the face of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu was more of a playful look.

Ji Wushen's voice was furious, and he roared loudly: "You guy, you actually want to refine Lao Tzu's body into a corpse puppet?!I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!!!!!"

Ji Wushen didn't know that although the young man in front of him was Song Tianlong's appearance, the one who manipulated Song Tianlong's body was no longer Song Tianlong.

The Xuanyuan Sword turned into a streamer of light, and shot straight at the pseudo-Saint Tianzhu who controlled Song Tianlong's body, the corners of the pseudo-Saint Tianzhu's mouth raised slightly, and he just raised his arm on one side easily, and there was a powerful force that firmly locked the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in place.

"It's really naïve, what you are looking at, but even I may not be able to defeat the innate spirit thing, the Pseudo-Saint Heavenly Decree!" Bhikshus's voice sounded coldly, the last moment he and Ji Wushen were still in a hostile state, but the moment the Pseudo-Saint Heavenly Decree appeared, the relationship between the bhikshu and Ji Wushen became ambiguous again.

From the time when Song Tianlong entered the secret realm of the clan of Jianyin Village, Ji Wushen, the villagers of the Ji clan, the Shura clan, Song Tianlong, and finally the pseudo-saint Tianzhu hidden in the depths of Song Tianlong's sea of consciousness appeared, the relationship between these parties has been constantly changing.

The Ji villagers led by the village chief Ji Chilie, on the one hand, they want to protect the dragon vein of the Huaxia Imperial Tomb, and they are unwilling to be taken by Ji Wushen to take the Xuanyuan Sword out and compete for imperial power with the royal family of Yanjing City. But when Ji Wushen was in danger, the villagers of the Ji clan would still not hesitate to cooperate with Ji Wushen to form an imperial sword formation and dedicate their strength to Ji Wushen.

For these Ji villagers, no matter what decision Ji Wushen makes, this is just a contradiction within their Ji clan after all, once an external force intervenes, the Ji villagers who focus on the clan concept will put aside their prejudices at the first time and unanimously to the outside world.

For them, the Shura clan hidden by Ji Wushen's side is the external force, and Ji Wushen is because he was deceived by the Shura clan to behave like this. If Ji Wushen wants to deal with Kazino and the monks, the villagers of the Ji clan will help their second master, Ji Wushen, without reservation.

Song Tianlong, from beginning to end in this village, is in an isolated and helpless situation, the little hairy monkey is regarded as an indispensable sacrificial spirit animal for the ritual of summoning the Xuanyuan Sword, but Song Tianlong wants to rescue the little hairy monkey, so whether it is the Shura clan or Ji Wushen, they all regard Song Tianlong as an enemy, but Song Tianlong's cultivation is not the most acute one from beginning to end, and it has not become a common enemy in several different camps.

It was because Song Tianlong didn't expect that the moment when he mastered the bloody qi and wanted to help Jianyin Village get rid of the Shura clan, Ji Wushen would sneak attack Song Tianlong at that moment, and the defenseless Song Tianlong was blinded by the appearance of the Ji villagers' decadence, and directly hated the spot.

Song Tianlong died, Kazino died, and the original camps were left with Ji Wushen, who was resurrected with the help of the Xuanyuan Sword, and the strongest Bhikkhus, the only remaining member of the Shura clan.

Bhikshus is a peerless master of the Tribulation Period, even if it is placed in today's human realm, there are few opponents who can compete with it, but Ji Wushen summoned the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, although at this time he could not fully exert the power of the Xuanyuan Sword, but with the Xuanyuan Sword's blow to kill the Golden Immortal Stage Kazino, the bhikshu did not dare to take it lightly.

The situation originally began to be clear and clear, and the final victory or defeat after the battle between Bhikshu and Ji Wushen also determined the final ownership of Xuanyuan Sword.

"Hahaha!!!" Facing the action of the bhikshu wanting to join forces with Ji Wushen, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu laughed unscrupulously, "If it was before the power of the Xuanyuan Sword touched your body, I might still have some scruples, but now, you are completely unqualified to become my opponent." ”

The pseudo-saint Tianzhu manipulated Song Tianlong's body, and with a slight lift of the arm facing the Xuanyuan Sword, the Xuanyuan Sword, which was originally only controlled by Ji Wushen, actually followed the direction of Song Tianlong's arm raising little by little, and also slowly rose!

"What's the matter?!Xuanyuan Sword was summoned with my painstaking efforts, and I have long recognized me as the master, how can I be controlled by you!" Ji Wushen shouted, Xuanyuan Sword is his biggest reliance, Ji Wushen sacrificed his entire heart to Xuanyuan Sword, at this time the body was destroyed by the pseudo-saint Heavenly Punishment, if even the Xuanyuan Sword no longer belongs to Ji Wushen, then what has Ji Wushen become?

"Impossible, the Xuanyuan Sword is mine, it only belongs to me!!!" Ji Wushen's voice was almost crazy, his heart was pounding, and he became bloodless again, and a bright red blood flowed out from the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword, and was absorbed by the sword body of the Xuanyuan Sword.

"Yin !!!!" Xuanyuan Sword let out a crisp dragon groan, and the sword body continued to tremble, it was obvious that Ji Wushen wanted to regain control of Xuanyuan Sword by sacrificing more effort.

The pseudo-saint Tianzhu just watched Ji Wushen's last struggle relaxedly, but he didn't stop it at all, but said with a smile: "It's useless, you don't know what's going on, how can you change all this?"