Yi Xiaoyao followed the white-haired old man to a quiet valley and entered an underground stone cave.

Under this stone cave, there is a large underground space, and the evil wind is gusting in it.

As soon as Na Chengfu and the others entered this stone cave, their faces were pale and full of fear.

"Little friend, the sword soul is here."

The old man's face was also slightly pale, and he said to Yi Yaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao looked at this underground space, and the aura of the sword here was far stronger than the rest of the Sword Washing Gate.

What is very strange is that the ground here is covered with shadows like tentacle vines, and some of the shadows are completely withered.

A few people slowly walked forward, and then they could faintly see a statue standing in front of them.

When Yi approached the statue a hundred feet away, his eyes suddenly froze.

This statue is very realistic, it is a middle-aged man, holding a long sword in his hand, the long sword is only three inches out of the sheath, but it makes Yi Xiaoyao feel as if he has been killed countless times at this moment.

Just one statue is so powerful, it is enough to imagine how powerful this statue was back then.

"This is the eighteenth generation master of my Sword Washing Sect, and the sword soul is hidden in the statue." The white-haired old man's voice trembled slightly.

Yi Xiaoyao nodded, he had already found that the shadows like vine tentacles all came from the foot of this statue, spreading out in all directions like a spider web.

And those withered and shrinking shadows occupied exactly one-third, which was very consistent with the one-third of the soul of the sword soul that Yi Xiaoyao had devoured before.

Suddenly, a cold and deep voice actually came from the statue.

"My juniors, you have done a good job, this kid dares to swallow my soul, kill this kid for me, and use his blood to water my soul!"

This voice was the sword soul sent towards the white-haired old man and the others, and it was full of anger and greed.

Yi Xiaoyao's heart tightened, and he suddenly looked at the few people behind him vigilantly.

The white-haired old man and Yi Xiaoyao exchanged glances, but there was no killing intent, and shouted: "Little friend, don't pay attention to this evil thing, its root is in the statue, please destroy it quickly!" ”

Yi Xiaoyao immediately understood, and immediately turned into a phantom and swept towards the statue.

The sword soul didn't seem to have thought of this, and suddenly became extremely angry and let out a roar.

"My junior, you dare to betray me!!"

In an instant, countless black shadows on the ground seemed to come to life, forming tentacle vines like substance surging towards the white-haired old man and the others.

"Use the Soul Guarding Spell that the teacher taught you!"

The white-haired old man reminded several middle-aged people beside him loudly, and they all guarded their souls to resist the black shadow that had wrapped their whole bodies.

"Little friend, I can only hold on to a stick of incense!"

While the white-haired old man was chanting a mantra, he shouted at Yi Yao.

Yi Xiaoyao grinned, since he had found the root of the sword soul, devouring it was simply a matter between breaths, so why not take a stick of incense.

At this moment, his face was full of excitement, and he couldn't help but be excited at the thought of being able to devour this huge sword soul.

"Human boy, you can die for me too!"

The statue roared again, and then countless black shadow tentacles spread out from Yi Xiaoyao's feet, quickly winding up.

In the next moment, Yi Xiaoyao could no longer move half a step, and the soul of his whole body seemed to be strangled by countless giant pythons, and he almost wanted to be crushed by them.

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared angrily: "Just because of you, an evil soul, you also want to kill me?" ”

The next moment, the Soul Devouring Forbidden Technique suddenly unfolded, and Yi Xiaoyao's whole body erupted with a crazy devouring force, and then his soul began to grow rapidly.

"Ahh What kind of power is this, you get out of here! Get out of here! ”

The evil sword soul let out a terrible scream again, and the withered shadow on the ground appeared in a large area, and immediately gave up the attack on Yi Xiaoyao and shrank into the statue.

Yi Xiaoyao smiled coldly, this kind of attack on the soul is impossible to prevent, even if the powerhouse of the Yuanying Realm comes here, I am afraid that it will be planted in the hands of this evil sword soul.

But the Soul Eater Forbidden Technique was a secret method left to him by the Sword God, and it was simply a nightmare for this kind of soul.

As the shadows faded, Yi Xiaoyao resumed his movements and slowly walked in front of the statue.

"I told you, I'd devour you, and you'll never have a chance to do evil again."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pressed it towards the statue.

"Soul Eater!"

A cold voice came out, accompanied by a scream that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Huhuhu~

In the process of devouring the sword soul to his heart's content, Yi Xiaoyao felt that his whole body was floating, the accumulation of this evil sword soul for three hundred years had been plundered by him, making his soul grow to an appalling degree!

"Ahh Please spare me! ”

The evil sword soul no longer has the same violence as before, and the voice of begging for mercy is getting weaker and weaker.

Yi Xiaoyao was completely immersed in the enjoyment of the growth of his soul, and turned a deaf ear to this cry for mercy.

I saw that above the ground, the shadow tentacles that were as dense as spider webs everywhere were withering and shrinking at an alarming rate.

And the white-haired old man and the others, the black shadow wrapped around their bodies also quickly retreated, making them gasp for breath.

"Who is this young man?"

"He was really able to kill the sword soul that had controlled my Sword Washing Gate for three hundred years, and it was so easy!"

"From now on, I won't have to live like a slave puppet anymore!"

While several people were talking with great joy and excitement, the screams of the evil sword soul had gradually disappeared.

Yi Xiaoyao slowly withdrew his palm, took a deep breath, as if enjoying a delicious dish, his face was full of enjoyment.

At this moment, he only felt that his body was incomparably full of souls, and there was even a hint of crowding.

If Yi Xiaoyao released his soul, it would be a shocking giant that was thousands of feet tall outside his body!

"With such a huge soul, if you use the Soul Burning Forbidden Technique, I don't know how long it will last."

The corners of Yi Xiaoyao's mouth hooked up a smile and muttered to himself.

"Thank you Xiaoyou for washing the sword gate for me and getting rid of such evil things, and from then on, my sword washing gate can finally be revitalized!"

At this time, the white-haired old man walked over with smiles on his face, and thanked Yi Yaoyao one after another, with an extremely friendly attitude.

If it weren't for Yi Yao, I'm afraid they wouldn't know how long they would have to be manipulated by this evil sword soul, and there would be no day for the Sword Washing Gate to turn over.

When Yi Xiaoyao heard these thanks, he didn't react, but stared at the statue in front of him.

"A few seniors, I don't know if I can let the younger generations take this place to understand for a while?"

After a while, Yi Xiaoyao asked the white-haired old man and the others.

The reason for this request was that every time he looked at the long sword in the statue's hand, which was only three inches unsheathed, he would feel that he had been killed countless times in an instant.

Among them, I am afraid that there is an incomparably powerful swordsmanship!

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