Seeing that Mu Qingxiao refused to stop, the holy aunt's face was extremely pale, and she almost crushed her silver teeth.

Locked by the soul sword, the holy aunt knew that she had no way to avoid it, so she had to take this move, and her figure deviated from the range of the Spirit Valley like a ghost.

She has some connections with Shushan, and has heard that "Imperial Sword and Demon Suppression" is the strongest sword trick of Qingwei, the head of Shushan, and he once killed the strong demon with a sword thousands of years ago.

Mu Qingxiao's ability to use the immortal method of Qingwei really shocked her.

She knew that this move was powerful, and the only way to avoid implicating Zixuan in the valley was to offset the Spirit Valley.

Looking at the Holy Aunt who condensed the aura and protected the body, Mu Qingxiao's index finger and middle finger condensed, and the soul sword exuded a brilliant light under the illumination of the light, which was extremely dazzling.

"Qiang Qiang ......"

The sword light was extremely bright, and the power of the sword intent continued to rise, until in the end, it was almost like a round of bright sun, making people dare not look at it directly.

Mu Qingxiao's face was also a little heavy, although he tried it when he was in Shushan, but it was really the first time that he really showed it with all his might.

The consumption of the Immortal Sword Technique exceeded his expectations, directly draining one-fifth of the aura in the Yin Yang Lake, if it was used by an ordinary monk, I am afraid that the aura in the body would be instantly exhausted.

"Go!"

With a soft snort, a finger in the air, the soul sword turned into an extremely brilliant light, and the entire sky seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Woo Woo ......"

The sound of the soul sword resounded in the sky, there was no sword qi, only the brilliant sword body, which was fleeting, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and everything around them seemed dull.

The soul sword sliced through the sky, leaving a pitch-black crack in the void, as if it was about to split the sky in two.

Before the Holy Aunt could react, a brilliant sword light came into view, and the breath of palpitations made her hair stand on end, her steps were chaotic, and she suddenly felt a tingling pain in her waist.

"Puff ......"

The Holy Aunt's eyes were dark, and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out of her mouth in an instant, her face was extremely pale, and it took dozens of seconds to stabilize her mind, and her eyes were full of fear.

Fortunately, the pace was chaotic, and he happened to dodge the sword just now, otherwise it would be as simple as being seriously injured.

However, the sword just now also made her see that although the latter could cast immortal methods, it was not as terrifying as the earth immortals, otherwise she would have already lost her fragrance and jade.

At this moment, what frightened her was not the immortal method, she didn't believe that Mu Qingxiao could continuously perform it with the realm of the ninefold peak of the Mahayana, but the sword in his hand.

"Your sword is strange, why is my soul wounded!"

Without even looking at the crack that was cut out of the void, the Holy Aunt's eyes were full of complexity.

Unexpectedly, the boat capsized in the gutter, and she crossed the ninefold peak realm, only one foot away from the earth fairyland, but now she was severely injured by a Mahayana monk.

Mu Qingxiao held the soul sword in his hand, and used his aura to disperse the blood on the sword's body, ignoring the words of the holy aunt.

The move just now made him a little disappointed, sure enough, the monk was not as good as the immortals, and the immortal sword tricks he used now were only the prototype.

However, even if the prototype is paired with a soul sword, it is definitely a nightmare for the enemy.

The soul sword is his hole card, and it has the effect of directly killing the soul, even if you are a heavenly immortal, unless you have a soul protection magic weapon, it is unavoidable.

The Soul Sword is not so much a sword as it is a soul attack of an entity.

Even if a powerful monk is killed, his soul can still survive, but in Mu Qingxiao's hands, there is only one death, and there is no luck.

Raising the soul sword, the corners of Mu Qingxiao's mouth pulled up a smile, and said: "Count yourself lucky, if I enter the tribulation period, this sword can directly kill you, get out of the way......"

"Impossible!"

Wiping the blood from the corners of her mouth, Shenggu's face was extremely pale, and she gritted her teeth and said: "It is the mission of the Bai Miao clan to protect the descendants of Nuwa, even if it is ...... death."

"Holy aunt, let him in."

At this moment, an ethereal voice suddenly came from the Spirit Valley, and the sound was pleasant, making the Holy Aunt swallow the words that came to her mouth.

Mu Qingxiao smiled slightly, and said: "It would be good if you did this earlier, if you have to force me to do it, your injuries are very serious, if you don't treat them in time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to enter the earth fairy realm for the rest of your life." ”

"By Whom ...... Best"

The Holy Aunt glared at him fiercely, holding the willow waist in her right hand, and her figure swept towards the Lingxi Valley in a flash.

Mu Qingxiao put away the soul sword, and a dodge appeared in front of the bamboo building in Lingxi Valley.

"Come in."

A pleasant voice came from the bamboo building, and Mu Qingxiao did not hesitate to step into it directly, and then what caught his eye was a beautiful woman in a purple thin shirt.

Mahayana monks.

Mu Qingxiao's eyes flickered, this Zixuan's appearance was really beautiful, and her cultivation was not weak.

Although he is beautiful, he has not forgotten the purpose of his visit.

Sitting cross-legged at the table, Zi Xuan glanced at Mu Qingxiao, her tone was slightly angry, and said, "Zi Xuan is just a little woman, but I don't remember when I offended Your Excellency." ”

"You have not offended me, but you have what I need."

Mu Qingxiao didn't care, sat at the table casually, and said, "You are a smart woman, not as old-fashioned as the woman just now, give me the water spirit bead, so that I don't have to do it." ”

Zixuan's pupils shrank, the water spirit bead was the secret of their clan, how did the latter know?

For thousands of years, the water spirit beads have been held by Nuwa's descendants, and they are sacred relics that have been passed down from generation to generation by generations of Nuwa's descendants, and now they are indeed in her body, and only she and Shenggu know about this matter.

It is impossible for Shenggu to betray Nuwa, otherwise she would not have sworn to protect her just now.

"You don't have to be surprised, I learned that the water spirit bead is just an accident in your hands, give me the spirit bead, you can also give up the mission of Nuwa's descendants, you don't have to be restrained, isn't it what you have always wanted?"

"Who the hell are you?"

Zi Xuan's eyes froze, she stood up sharply, and took a few steps back, this was the secret she hid in her heart, why did the latter know her so well.

Mu Qingxiao waved his hand, and said in a calm tone: "It doesn't matter who I am, I don't want to say it a third time, Shui Lingzhu, Xu Changqing's life, you can choose it yourself." ”

"The water spirit bead is a sacred relic passed down from generation to generation by the descendants of Nuwa, it is impossible to give it to you, as a strong man, don't you have no principles, and actually threaten me as a little girl!"

"Principles?"

Mu Qingxiao felt a little funny, and said: "Everyone understands the truth, principles are used to break, aren't they?" ”

"Even if you don't have a water spirit bead, you won't die, you can re-cultivate if your cultivation is gone, aren't you ready to resist fate a long time ago, without the water spirit bead, Xu Changqing won't die, wouldn't it be better for you to be a pair of immortal couples when you get together?"

Glancing at Mu Qingxiao in horror, Zixuan couldn't have imagined that the comer would feel her mind clearly.

Even, what the latter said was exactly what she was thinking, and at this moment, she was actually a little moved.

Seeing this, the corners of Mu Qingxiao's mouth pulled up a touch of arc, and said, "Even if you don't give it, I will take it out with my own hands, but I pity the child in your belly." ”

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(End of chapter)