When Jiang Zhige's sword stabbed straight towards the sword spirit, he saw that the sword spirit made a trembling sound at this time, as if he was afraid that he couldn't face it!

And Ling Muqing's eyes suddenly sobered up for a moment at the moment when the sword spirit was weak!

"Mu Qing, quickly throw away that sword!"

Seeing this scene, Ling Meng hurriedly shouted, overjoyed!

But before he could finish his joy, the sword spirit suddenly burst into white light, and a buzzing sound began, controlling Ling Muqing again!

I saw Ling Muqing holding the sword with a dull gaze, walking towards Jiang Zhige and the others with an indifferent expression step by step, slowly raising the sword, aiming at Jiang Zhige's second sword and slashing it again!

But I saw that although the light of the sword spirit was slightly dimmed, it still slashed Ling Meng's sword to the ground with an absolute advantage, and there was a loud sound!

"This doesn't make sense! Why did the sword spirit suddenly become stronger?! ”

Ye Shengji roared lowly, his brows furrowed!

But after seeing a stone tablet, she slowly walked out of Mrs. Shuanghua, only to see her hands tightly holding the sword that the Shuang clan had, and her hands were dripping with blood!

And the posture in which she held the sword turned out to be the same as Ling Muqing!

I saw her sneer desolate and dazed, and then said with hatred: "Of course, it is impossible for the sword spirit to become stronger in an instant, but if it is bloodthirsty, especially if it is sacrificed with soul blood, it will naturally be invincible!" ”

"Since you killed my Xue'er, then no one wants to go out today! Just die here with me, an old woman! Hahahaha-"

Lady Shuanghua looked up to the sky with a hideous face and roared, her expression full of despair!

"What...... Is she crazy? He actually sacrificed a sword spirit with his soul blood!? ”

Barren frowned tightly, his eyes were full of incredulity, and there was a strong sense of disgust!

"In this world, who doesn't know the truth that the soul of a living person sacrifices to the sword spirit with blood, and it cannot be exceeded forever? I'm afraid that Mrs. Shuanghua is determined to die with us......"

Jiang Xuan protected Jiang Yin and said in a low voice.

"Since you're here, let's send them to death!"

With that, Lady Shuanghua slashed the sword in her hand through a bloody mark in the palm of her hand, and immediately the blood was dripping, and the bright red blood was instantly sucked in by the sword spirit, making a greedy sucking sound!

And after absorbing the soul blood, the sword spirit became even more powerful, driving Ling Muqing to approach Ling Meng step by step!

Ling Meng saw that it was Ling Muqing, although he knew that she had been controlled by the sword spirit, but he still couldn't do it, so he could only give in step by step, but Ling Muqing didn't know it, and still forced each other step by step!

Seeing that the sword in Ling Muqing's hand was about to stab at Ling Meng, he saw Jiang Zhige rescue Ling Meng directly from under the sword!

Then she frowned, bit her fingertips, and dripped into the hellfire with a drop of phoenix blood!

I saw that as soon as the phoenix blood entered the hellfire, the entire tongue of fire instantly turned from red to a faint blue, constantly surging upward!

But I heard her shout: "The fire is on!" Then she gathered her spiritual power on her fingertips and pointed towards the hellfire!

The hellfire quickly coalesced into a clump at her fingertips, and then, with a low cry from her, her fingertips pointed sharply at the sword spirit!

I saw that the hellfire actually covered the sword spirit, and quickly eroded it!

The sword spirit let out an extremely miserable wail, and the lady of Shuanghua on the side was already one with the sword spirit, and she was constantly pulling her hair in horror, and let out a frightened and frightened scream!

Jiang Zhige's eyebrows condensed, and he added a little spiritual power to his fingertips!

But after seeing an extremely tragic roar of the sword spirit, the Lady of Frost Hua on the side was burned to ashes alive in a light blue flame!

At the same time, the sword spirit also let out a continuous whimpering sound, and the last white light flashed, and the sword spirit covering the sword was also burned black, scattered into a black smoke, and disappeared without a trace!

Ling Muqing, who had lost the control of the sword spirit, suddenly came to his senses!

When she saw this, fear flashed in her eyes, her lips trembled, and she muttered, "I can't have done this...... No way...... It couldn't be ......."

Ling Meng stepped forward a few steps, finally hugged her firmly, and comforted her softly, "Mu Qing, you are just controlled by the sword spirit. It's okay, it's okay. Will my brother take you home? ”

Ling Muqing nodded desperately, but his throat was so choked that he couldn't say a word......

"Pretty aunt, how did you think that this phoenix blood can lead to hellfire and burn the sword spirit?"

Jiang Yin admired Jiang Zhige so much that she couldn't help but ask with praise.

"I'm just thinking that since Lady Frost uses blood, then I will use blood too. And the sword spirit was obviously afraid of fire, so he simply burned it with fire. I didn't expect it to be really useful. ”

"It's a pity that Mrs. Shuanghua is anxious to protect her daughter, and I'm afraid that she will never be able to exceed it......"

Jiang Zhige shook her head regretfully and said.

"That's their mother and daughter's own fault, what's there to regret! It's a pity, it's just that this line of the Shanshuang clan is afraid that it will be destroyed today. It's really ruined a century-old foundation......"

Jiang Yin said this, and with a slight glance, he caught a glimpse of the figure of the frost tomb passing behind the stone tablet!

"Wait! Isn't that the frost tomb that was found in the small teahouse last time? How could she be here?! Wait for me to catch her and ask! ”

Jiang Yin was about to chase after him to capture the frost tomb, but he saw that the huge fire pit in this room suddenly moved!

I saw that the fire pit began to continuously spew out magma-like fluids, constantly churning upwards with heat waves, and the entire stone chamber began to jolt violently, and the magma in the fire pit had a posture of pouring in an instant!

"It must be the Frost Tomb that made the ghost!"

Jiang Yin hated it so much that when he wanted to look for the figure of the Frost Tomb again, he had already disappeared!

"What to do? What to do? ”

Ling Meng was flustered, constantly trying to find an exit, but found that there was an exit here!

Jiang Zhige was also at a loss, so she could only think of countermeasures quickly in her head!

Just when everyone was at a loss, they saw the golden Xuanhua in Ye Shengji's sleeve suddenly fly out, slowly open in mid-air, and fly out of a golden phoenix!

After a clear cry, the phoenix flew around the crowd and motioned for everyone to come up!

"Butterfly! Thanks a lot! ”

Jiang Zhige patted its spine gratefully, and flew up with a leap, followed by the rest of the people!

Jiang Zhige silently recited the true recipe, and after forming a layer of protection around the phoenix butterfly with spiritual power, he saw that the phoenix butterfly was not afraid of the fire, and he was planted in the thick hot magma!

And behind them, where they had been standing, had been completely covered in magma, and only thick smoke and flames were left in the sky!

The phoenix butterfly seemed to know where the exit was, and led everyone straight through the gaps in the magma, allowing the hot behind her to annihilate the entire stone chamber!

Finally, with a violent slap of its head raised and a clear cry, Jiang Zhige only felt that his eyes lit up, and then fresh air followed!