It's still the same as ever.

Qinghui didn't have any psychological shadow at all, and even turned his head to look left and right for a while, his eyes blinking and judging.

Sure enough, I didn't have a good place to stay before, and I didn't even have a sun.

What a comfortable thing it is to bask in the sun!

Qinghui thought as he continued to walk forward.

Probably fearless, the surrounding scene was like smoke, and she couldn't get close to her at all, and with every step, the scene under her feet continued to dissipate.

There was nothing to be nostalgic about in the past.

Qinghui has always felt so.

No matter what the past is, just move forward and solve the problem.

And no matter who is going to stop the Spirit Sword Lord's progress, it's not just a matter of a sword.

So what to do with that complicated?

It's just that where did her stove go??

As a stove, how can it be so worry-free?

Qinghui was a little irritable, reached out and showed his own body in his hand, and slashed at the current sword.

***

Mingyue naturally felt violent mood swings when the surrounding scene was shattered.

All the memories had not yet come back, and he looked around a little warily.

Surrounded by dead souls and all kinds of sword bodies.

In the middle of the place is erected a stone stele, on which are carved with bright red characters freely and freely two words - sword mound.

This is not only the place where the broken spirit swords are located, but also the place where many spirit swords are born, but it is different from those spirit swords that are born in a peaceful environment.

The spirit sword born from the sword mound, if you want to leave here, you must go through killing, and after the killing, it is generally infected with demonic energy and becomes a magic sword.

That's why it's called the Magic Sword Shrine. Zero Long Literature Network

Why is he here?

What just happened?

He just admitted that he liked the little spirit sword, and wanted to refine all the power into a machine spirit that would not affect her and could really embrace her in his arms.

The aura around him has also changed.

Mingyue was a little confused, and a pitch-black long sword appeared in her hand, raising her eyes and looking around.

Then I heard a boom.

Mingyue turned his head to look over, and a long sword that he was quite familiar with flew out from the side, splitting the sword that was blocking the way into two pieces, Zhang Yang was arbitrary, with an indescribable arrogant aura all over his body.

There are countless dead souls flying behind him.

The long sword that shone with silver and blue streamers did not hesitate in the slightest, turned its head to these things and spun back.

A tragic killing.

Mingyue watched in a daze as the spirit sword slammed all the other guys who rushed to stop her to smash it.

The surrounding dead souls and spirit swords seemed to finally be terrified of her breath.

The aura around her was turbulent, and the spirit sword directly above the sword mound turned into a familiar little girl, she was wearing a strange silver-blue costume, only one sleeve, and the other half was sleeveless, revealing a round shoulder, beautiful white arms, flawless, obedient little face, and a wanton smile on the corner of her lips.

"By the end of your ......"

She doesn't seem to be used to talking, and her soft and cute voice is a little stumbling, unusually cute.

"Do you still want to stop me?"

The black aura swept around her, wanting to climb up her white arms.

Gorgeous patterns are formed.

The pattern Mingyue is very familiar, that is, the magic pattern that Mingyue often hides in the later period.

It's just that even if it's dyed.

The color also dissipated quickly on the little girl's body.