Su Qiubai secretly took a breath, understanding that the evil spirit would not let go of him, let alone Anya, who was holding the Qiankun umbrella. Although he had no strength to fight back, he still did not give up.

At this moment, the evil spirit had already flown in front of him: "Young man, as I said, you will never be able to kill me, because I am a great evil spirit. ”

"Whew!" A mouthful of saliva suddenly squirted out of Su Qiubai's mouth.

The smug evil spirit was caught off guard, was sprayed in the face, and immediately became angry: "Young man, you are too rude. ”

"Fuck off!" With a disdainful scolding, Su Qiubai actually stood up.

When the evil spirit saw it, it was immediately shocked, and hurriedly retreated, asking in astonishment, "How is it possible?" Aren't you running out of true qi? ”

This question is not only understood by evil spirits, but even Anya Liang Xiuqi and others are also puzzled.

Others don't understand, but Su Qiubai knows very well that he is actually no longer him at this time. Because of the control of the body, it has now been controlled by the evil spirit of the Xuanyuan Sword.

Fortunately, the sword spirit only controlled his body, and did not take away his divine sense.

"What's impossible?" The sword spirit rolled his eyes, gave the evil spirit a disdainful look, and then scolded: "You still talk about greatness in front of Lao Tzu? Damn, if you are great, Lao Tzu's master...... What's it? ”

He originally wanted to talk about Lao Tzu's master, but when the words came to his lips, he was changed by Su Qiubai.

At this time, Su Qiubai no longer had the patience to go on and on. After all, the control of the body is not in his own hands, this kind of taste, people are very helpless to say.

He casually pulled out the Xuanyuan sword, the black sword body was unpretentious, but the cold air made the evil spirit immediately retreat, and he was stunned and shouted, "How is it possible? Obviously didn't have such a great power just now? ’

Su Qiubai was willing to explain to him, relying on the power of the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit, he raised his sword and shouted: "The woman who dares to hurt me, die." ”

"Holy! Boy, you're going to kill me. With a howl in his heart, the old body of the machine spirit suddenly swelled, and then infinite true power burst out, all pouring into the Xuanyuan Sword.

With the addition of these true powers, Xuanyuan Sword was like a pervert who had taken medicine, and the evil spirit was like a beautiful woman without clothes, and it flew over with a whoosh.

That speed has reached twenty times the speed of light. Before the evil spirit could react, it was split by a sword.

Unlike just now, this time it was cut in two, and the evil spirit turned directly into gray mist. Despite its constant wriggling, it still fails to form.

......With the sharp sound of the wind, the Xuanyuan Sword flashed in the air, cutting the gray mist into several parts.

"Ah...... Damn, it's on my soul, I won't let you go, I won't let you go. With a continuous howl, the gray mist suddenly turned into countless pieces, and flew away in all directions.

"Whew!" The Xuanyuan Sword flickered, slashing down more than a dozen gray mist in a row, but a small part of the gray mist fell into the mountain stream.

The majestic Xuanyuan Sword stopped at the edge of the mountain stream and hesitated.

Su Qiubai was anxious and asked, "Chasing?" Why did it stop? ”

"Nonsense!" In his sea of knowledge, the machine spirit gasped: "Is Lao Tzu a machine spirit?" Is it good to have been injured? You have done this, and all the evil qi that has been gathered for hundreds of years has been released, okay? Do you still let Lao Tzu chase after him? You want to kill Lao Tzu, don't you? ”

"Holy!" Listening to Sword Spirit's words, Su Qiubai was still a little guilty, but when he heard this old guy calling himself Lao Tzu again and again, and his tone was so unpolite, he was immediately annoyed: "Do you dare to call yourself Lao Tzu again, believe it or not Lao Tzu killed you?" ”

The way he gritted his teeth really frightened the roaring machine spirit, blinked a few times, and immediately sneered: "Blow?" You're still trying to kill me? If you have that ability, you can still be my sword slave? ”

"Sword slave?" Su Qiubai's eyes were cold, and he suddenly stretched out his hand.

The Xuanyuan Sword in mid-air flipped over in the air, and the sound fell into his hand.

The machine spirit's face changed, and he shouted, "Boy, what do you want to do?" ”

'What do I want to do?' Su Qiubai's face was cold, and he said viciously: "I can't kill you? But I can make the Xuanyuan Sword self-destruct. ”

"Damn, you don't have to be so ruthless, right?" The sword spirit was really frightened, and found that Su Qiu's white eyes were resolute, and it seemed that he really wanted to destroy the Xuanyuan Sword, so he hurriedly shouted, "Don't ...... I throw in the towel, old ...... Can I throw in the towel? ”

"Then go back and stay!" Su Qiubai drank coldly, and didn't give Sword Spirit a good face at all.

The sword spirit blinked a few times, and it seemed that he still wanted to test it. It's just that when he found that Su Qiubai's eyes were unprecedentedly persistent and firm, he immediately gave up the idea of temptation and obediently flew into the Xuanyuan Sword.

When the old guy entered the Xuanyuan Sword, Su Qiubai secretly wiped a cold sweat. He was just a fierce introspect just now, purely trying to scare the sword spirit. The Ice Crystal Xuanyuan Sword was an artifact that he couldn't destroy if he wanted to.

Of course, now that Xuanyuan Jian recognizes him as the master, he will still carry out his orders to the letter. If he really wanted the Xuanyuan Sword to self-destruct, it wouldn't be a difficult matter. However, the price is that he, the owner of the sword, will also suffer irreparable damage.

It's a long story, but in the eyes of others, he was just stunned for a while.

Anya was the first to react and asked, "Qiubai, did you kill the evil spirit?" ”

"Nope!" Su Qiubai shook his head, then walked over and helped Anya up.

Anya was attacked by evil spirits several times, and although she was protected by the Qiankun umbrella, she also suffered internal injuries.

As for Liang Xiuqi, he was the most miserable of the three. Because he is just an ancient martial artist, not a cultivator. Twice in a row, he used his essence blood as the introduction of the big array, which had already hurt his roots, and if it weren't for Su Qiubai's support, he wouldn't even be able to stand firmly.

Picking up the two closest people, Su Qiubai looked at the Taoist priest in the distance.

At this time, the Taoist priest was also very miserable, not only was he discouraged, but the corners of his mouth were still pouring blood. The Eight Treasures Purple Gold Hurd floated quietly above his head, and the golden light occasionally flickered in the cracks, but there was no longer a trace of golden light coming out of the gourd mouth.

Su Qiubai hurriedly walked over and asked, "Senior, can you stand up?" ”

The Taoist priest nodded, then stretched out a hand, borrowing Su Qiubai's pull, and then stood up again.

Seeing that he was seriously injured, Su Qiubai hurriedly carried Liang Xiuqi on his back, and then supported Anya with one hand, and the Taoist priest's arm with the other.

The Taoist priest seemed to be a little surprised, but he didn't say a word, just gestured to the Taoist temple on the mountainside, and then slowly raised his feet and walked forward slowly.

"Qiubai, you let me go." Finding that Su Qiubai was supporting the two of them and carrying himself, Liang Xiuqi was a little moved in his heart and said softly.

"Can you go?" Su Qiubai just asked, and Liang Xiuqi closed his mouth helplessly.

Fortunately, the Taoist temple is not too far from the top of the mountain, and after more than half an hour of snail climbing, the four of them finally arrived at the Taoist temple.

There were still more than twenty meters away from the Taoist temple, and the body that was supported by Su Qiubai suddenly shook, and the lips that were originally tightly closed suddenly opened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a sound of "wow".

"Senpai!" Feeling that it was a limp body in the room, Su Qiubai was shocked.

Although he knew that he was seriously injured, he didn't expect to see this kind of Cheng dù in his eyes. He gently let go of Anya's hand, and then put his fingers on the Taoist priest's wrist.

The Taoist priest's pulse is low and slow, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes like a drum, sometimes like a spring cocoon, and he can't even notice it.

He was just about to use his divine sense to check, but the Taoist priest shook his head and said softly: "No need, Daoist, I can only ...... Burst! ”

Before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

Su Qiubai hurriedly put down Liang Xiuqi, leaned over and said, "Senior, let me heal you......"

"No need!" The Taoist priest pushed his hand away, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the Taoist temple, and a touch of reluctance flashed on his face: "Boy, I know that the time has come, and I have sent my Taoist boy away." Now, I'm leaving, too. ”

Looking at the nostalgia on his face, Su Qiubai felt very sad in his heart. After all, this incident was caused by him, if it weren't for this old Eight Treasure Purple Gold Leaf, how could the sword spirit kill the evil spirit?

"Boy, are you in the Jindan Dacheng stage?"

"Huh?" Su Qiubai was a little stunned, and he couldn't figure out how the old way had been transferred to his own cultivation.

He couldn't figure it out, but he nodded. However, then he remembered Sword Spirit's words, and hurriedly asked, "Senior, some people say that I am a fake Dan?" Why is that? ”

"Fake Dan?" The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed a touch of excitement, he reached out and grabbed Su Qiubai's wrist, and asked, "Who told you?" ”

"This ......" Su Qiubai hesitated.

After all, the Xuanyuan Sword is not a mortal thing, and the sword spirit cannot be shown lightly. It's just that the Taoist priest helped him, should he be honest, let him be a little embarrassed.

"Can't you say it?" The Taoist priest's face was full of nervousness, and he found that Su Qiubai wanted to speak and stopped, and his body suddenly lost his strength, and he sat on the ground again with a pop.

Seeing that his face was full of disappointment, Su Qiubai gritted his teeth and said slowly: "Senior, it's not that I don't want to say it, but the person who said this to me is the instrument spirit of my sword." ”

"Machine spirits?" The Taoist priest's spirit rose again, grabbed Su Qiubai's hand, and asked, "Has he ever said that your fake pill can become a golden pill?" ”

"Huh?" Su Qiubai opened his mouth and was confused again.

Only then did he remember that the sword spirit just now only mocked him that the golden pill was a fake pill, and did not say the reason. And he was a little skeptical of Sword Spirit's words, and he didn't think it was true, but now looking at the Taoist priest's expression, it was obviously true.

"So he doesn't know either?" The priest's hand was released again, and the man sat limply on the ground again.

Seeing that he was depressed, Su Qiubai couldn't bear it, and hurriedly said: "Senior, you are a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, don't you know this?" ”

"Yuan Infancy?" A strange smile suddenly appeared on the Taoist priest's face, he turned his head to look at Su Qiubai, and suddenly asked, "Which sect are you a disciple of?" ”

Without waiting for Su Qiubai to answer, he continued to ask, "In your sect, can those Yuan Infant Stage monks fly?" ”

Hearing this, Su Qiubai's body suddenly shook, and suddenly thought of a question: In the inheritance of the jade pendant, the owner of the jade pendant has become an immortal and ascended, but it can be recorded that the cultivators at that time, as long as it is the Jindan period, they can borrow things to fly. For example, the sword fairy can use his flying sword to fly in the air.

But now, don't talk about yourself, even the Taoist priest in front of him can't fly? What is the reason for this?

Could it really be like what the sword spirit said, his own Jin Dan is a fake Dan?