The light and shadow on the horizon in the distance are surging and changing, like the aurora of the starry sky at night in the extremely cold land, which is a spectacular scene formed by the agitation of Yuan Li.

Although they knew that the distance was far away, in the face of such vast and surging ocean-like fluctuations of Yuan Power, everyone present was distracted. The Yuan cultivators who were setting up the North Sea buoy involuntarily stopped what they were doing, they stood up straight and turned their heads to look in the direction of the Emerald Forest. The other people who were chatting also stopped and looked into the distance, and suddenly there was silence all around.

Time is like a freeze, only the wind is howling.

Suddenly, an extremely faint and slender voice sounded in the wind.

At first, no one noticed, but the whistling sound gradually became high, buzzing and trembling, breaking through the obscuration of the wind.

Shi Xueman's ears were sharp, she subconsciously followed the sound and turned around, and immediately found the source of the sound, which came from the seven sword towers of the windmill sword. The long swords inserted in the sword tower were shaking violently at the same time, and the restlessness was abnormal.

Ai Hui ......

Before he could turn his head, he heard Lou Lan's exclamation: "Ai Hui!"

Shi Xue turned her head sharply and looked at Ai Hui. When she saw Ai Hui sitting on the ground, her face was full of pain, and her face couldn't help but change.

As soon as she stepped on the ground, the clouds behind her spread out, and her figure shook, and she appeared beside Ai Hui.

Ai Hui raised his head, his face was distorted by pain, he struggled to show a smile, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth, low as a roar: "Spread out!"

Shi Xueman's heart jumped, but without the slightest hesitation, she grabbed Loulan on the side and floated out.

The others were awakened at this time, and when they heard Ai Hui's order, they hurriedly dispersed. However, they have not forgotten their duty and remain vigilant. Although they didn't know what Ai Hui's situation was, they knew that the most important thing at this time was to prevent someone from sneaking up.

A hundred feet away from Ai Hui, Shi Xueman stopped, she looked at Ai Hui from a distance and bit her lip. After staring for a moment, she withdrew her gaze and clenched it tightly in her hands, exuding a dangerous aura all over her body.

Ai Hui's body began to tremble uncontrollably, his face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat the size of beans snaked down his forehead.

It looks like things are not going well.

The red light in Lou Lan's eyes was flashing rapidly, and his voice was fast: "The Yuan Force in Ai Hui's body is disordered, and his mind is injured. ”

Ai Hui had no time to speak at this time.

His perception ability far surpassed that of the rest of the team, and he was the first to catch the fluctuation of Yuan Force in the direction of the Emerald Forest. At that time, it was as if an invisible string had suddenly been plucked in his mind.

The sword fetus, which was originally slowly intertwined and swimming along the dividing line between yin and yang, stood still. But in the next moment, 18,000 sword intents were raised at the same time, like a poisonous snake in danger, it suddenly raised its snake head, and pointed directly in the direction of the Emerald Forest.

The sword intent in Ai Hui's heart soared into the sky!

More intense fluctuations of the Yuan Force followed.

For others, although the heart palpitates and shakes, the fluctuation of the yuan force is still the fluctuation of the yuan force. But for Ai Hui, he was suddenly in danger, and his sword fetus reaction was extremely fierce.

They all trembled and roared, like a pack of wolves roaring and shouting, responding to the fluctuations of Yuan Force from the two Grandmasters!

The sword fetus is like meeting a natural enemy, and it is like meeting an opponent, and the fighting spirit is strong.

It is difficult for ordinary Yuan Xiu to distinguish the changes in the fluctuation of Yuan Force, but Ai Hui can clearly distinguish them.

The Yuan Force Fluctuation is growing at an alarming rate.

The sword tire was unwilling to admit defeat, and its speed was getting faster and faster.

Ai Hui tried to calm the sword fetus and calm it down, but to no avail.

Soon, the speed of the sword tire made Ai Hui care about nothing else. He was terrified, and the speed at which the sword tire was moving was beyond his control.

The sword tire shows no signs of slowing down, and is still speeding up.

What broke the critical point was an extremely terrifying Yuan Force Fluctuation, which was the strongest Yuan Force Fluctuation since the Yuan Force Fluctuation broke out! What made Ai Hui feel even more frightened was that that the Yuan Force Fluctuation contained the breath of destruction and death.

Ai Hui didn't know that the fluctuation came from Le Bu Leng opening the [Yin Ruins Furnace].

A wave of Yuan Force fluctuations is a wave of the ocean, and this unprecedented monstrous wave has become the last straw to break the critical point.

The eighteen thousand sword intents running at high speed were like a heavy blow, and they collapsed and flew away in all directions.

Eighteen thousand swords exploded and trembled at the same time, causing a huge impact on Ai Hui's mind and also causing him a lot of damage.

Ai Hui's head was buzzing and his eyes were distracted.

After a while, he slowly came back to his senses, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, probably the first guy in history to be injured by the impact of Yuan Force fluctuations. However, he didn't pay much attention to it, although he was injured, but the injury was not serious, and he would recover in a few days.

The sword fetus is a product derived from the essence and spirit, ethereal and intangible, unique, and extremely sensitive to the fluctuation of yuan power and mental attacks. However, there are pros and cons to everything, such as his incomparably powerful perception ability, which is due to this. And this injury also stems from this.

If the matter only ends here, Ai Hui will only sigh at the strength of the Grandmaster.

However, Ai Hui underestimated the sword fetus and ignored other things.

When the 18,000 sword intents that had spread out slowly converged and regained their previous appearance of intertwining and swimming, Ai Hui suddenly felt a trace of irritability from the sword fetus.

Ai Hui quickly reacted, and he was stunned.

Irascible?

The sword fetus is mysterious and abnormal, from the beginning of his pondering and comprehension of the sword fetus, although it is not always effective, it has been very stable and quiet, and there has never been a situation like today. Even if the sword fetus is triggered, he has always entered a state of withdrawal and calmness, and does not feel the slightest irritability.

I actually felt a trace of irritability from the sword fetus?

Ai Hui was in disbelief.

However, before he could react, an inexplicable irritability suddenly came to his face, enveloping his whole body.

It was as if something was growing and moving in his body, and it was as if a volcano had woken up from its slumber, as if it was about to erupt in the next moment.

The sword fetus and his mind are connected, just like the "absolute calmness" of the sword fetus in the past will affect him, and now this sudden irritability is also affecting him.

Ai Hui forced himself to remain calm, and he hadn't figured out what was going on, but he smelled danger.

His mind sank into the sword fetus, and the changes in the sword fetus appeared in front of him.

The restored sword fetus looks no different from before. But when Ai Hui's mind swept over a sword intent flying in front of him, his heart sank.

Is that......

Every sword intent has been corrected and carved through his understanding, and it has gone from the state of the sword embryo to the current complete, even mature and fine appearance. He knew every sword intent by heart and was extremely familiar.

The sword intent that swept in front of him just now, the black sword body, should only have a red thread as thin as a hair on each of the two sword spines. However, now, the red line of the sword spine was more than ten times thicker, and there were even wisps of red blood seeping out and spreading from the sword spine, like a blood-colored spider web that was constantly opening.

A faint mist of blood emanated from the blood-colored cracks in the sword body.

When Ai Hui's mind touched the blood mist, a strong irritable and bloodthirsty impulse suddenly erupted from the deepest part of his heart.

He subconsciously wanted to grab at the black sword, but at the moment before he raised his hand, a trace of clarity regained in his eyes, and his palm changed direction abruptly, grabbing towards the deck of the windmill sword.

With a snap, a hole appeared in the hard deck of the windmill sword in an instant, and countless sawdust flew sideways.

Damn it!

More and more black swords in the sword fetus appeared with blood marks, and more and more blood mist spread out.

The thick blood mist condensed into blood beads on the sword body and dripped along the sword body.

Tick, tick.

Soon, a pool of blood appeared under the sword fetus. As the blood mist thickened, so did the pools of blood. Strangely, the pool of blood was unwavering, smooth as a mirror, reflecting the sword fetus above that was gradually turning bright red.

Smooth as a mirror of blood, distorted faces emerged, and the mournful wails and screams were terrifying.

And when thousands of faces wander away, they finally converge into a huge face, a delicate and feminine face, which seems to be smiling but not smiling.

When Ai Hui saw the huge face in the pool of blood clearly, his heart was shocked.

Lou Lan, whose eyes flashed sharply, suddenly exclaimed: "It's not good, something is eroding Ai Hui's Yuan Force!"

Youyuan Xiu found an abnormality: "Look at the Sword Tower!"

Shi Xueman looked fixedly, and his face couldn't help but change again. The black sword inserted on the sword tower was actually dyed red in large areas at this time, and the bright blood stains poured out from the sword body.

This scene looks very weird and makes people feel furious.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of a sword, and thousands of blood swords broke away from the sword tower. The sword tower was extremely clean, and there was not a trace of blood.

The blood sword that broke away from the sword tower hovered above Ai Hui's head, like a blood cloud.

At this moment, Ai Hui slowly stood up, and when everyone saw Ai Hui's face clearly, they were all shocked.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ai Hui's face lines have softened a little, and there seems to be a smile on his face, which is indescribably demonic. The pupils, which were originally black and clear, were now red, like two swirling blood vortices, giving people the illusion that their eyes were about to be swallowed by them.

Ai Hui suddenly jumped to his feet.

The hovering blood sword suddenly flew towards him. Like a cloud of blood, it enveloped Ai Hui and swallowed it.

The scene looked extremely eerie, with countless orbs of blood swords wriggling in the air.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The sound of the sword came from inside, and it was like a tide.

When the last sword roar died down, a bright red tower made of stacked swords towered in the air.

When the Blood Sword Que Tower was completed, a crimson horse training rose into the sky, and the terrifying and turbulent aura swept away like an angry wave. The monstrous blood light emitted by the tower reflected half of the sky, and the sun was eclipsed. A sword ringing like the bell of an ancient temple in the deep mountains rang out and spread far away.

On the top of the tower, Ai Hui's figure appeared, but in the eyes of everyone, that figure was obviously so familiar but so unfamiliar.

Ai Hui glanced at them, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. Suddenly, his face flickered like a wave of water, becoming a little blurry, but quickly stabilized again.

Ai Hui retracted his gaze, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "Resistance is so fierce? ”

His face became blurry again, and his expression showed a look of pain, followed by a fierce and murderous cloth, but at this moment, he let out a muffled snort from his mouth and his body stiffened.

He gritted his teeth: "Go!"

The Blood Sword Que Tower broke through the air.