The sword has a soul, the soul of the unyielding sword!

The surging sword intent is like a big river and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder collide and strangle together, those thunder formed by the divine soldiers and beasts are fierce and abnormal, and the huge waves continue to burst into the river, and countless thunderbolts and sword intent eliminate each other in it, especially the vague humanoid phantom like smoke at the end, it is directly wading through the sword intent river and appearing next to the Netherworld Sword body, and a pair of hands Huo Ran grabbed the Netherworld Sword, as if to suppress it.

Lu Xiaonan saw the hands that seemed to be as vast as a heaven and earth, giving people the idea that there was nowhere to escape, but after all, the phantom is a phantom, the imprint is different from the former deity, and the essence of evolution is still thunder.

The Nether Sword suddenly collected all the sword intent into the sword body, and a bit of dark blue and almost black color condensed on the tip of the sword, like a needle, piercing the pair of hands that covered the heaven and earth, and then pierced into the eyebrows of the phantom, and a blue thunderstorm exploded, and the phantom seemed to ripple like a ripple and then disperse.

The third Nine Heavens Divine Thunder receded, and the fourth began to condense......

At this time, the Netherworld Sword was no longer a sword, and the broken could only see the shape of the sword, but it was still arrogantly shuttling through the clouds, exuding high fighting spirit.

Lu Xiaonan let out a long breath, but what will happen to the next wave? Although he was worried, he was powerless to change the situation of the Nether Sword, just like a person watching his partner fight with others but unable to help it, this feeling was very bad.

The mind is not a divine sense, Lu Xiaonan does not have the power of the divine consciousness that can easily control the magic weapon to fly into the sky and the earth, and it is already his limit to be able to establish a mental connection with the Netherworld Sword. The moment the third wave of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder receded, the spirit attached to his sword could no longer support it, and he instantly peeled off and retreated, his face was as pale as paper, and in less than two minutes, he seemed to be seriously ill, and the spirit and spirit of his whole body were almost exhausted.

Despite this, this kind of situation of attaching the mind to the sword has never been seen in the cultivation world before, the mind is the essence of a person, it is the vitality of a person, and it is difficult to make up for it if it is consumed, but, perhaps, after one day Lu Xiaonan has divine consciousness, today's incident may be an opportunity for him to quickly grasp the power of divine consciousness.

Lu Xiaonan's body was a little shaky, although he had already adapted to the coercion of the calamity, but everyone else was lying on the ground, only he always stood there and endured it alone, Zhenyuan was really unsustainable, the so-called sky fell and there was a tall person on top of it, probably this situation in front of him. So he sat down cross-legged and used the method that Sineng taught him to pranayama, his true yuan was really strong, and his recovery power was amazing, running for a week, the physical exhaustion was swept away, but the psychological exhaustion made him look a little sick.

He opened his eyes and looked around, but saw many people lying on the ground from time to time looking at himself, the eyes were very weird, and he couldn't help but stagnate, only to find that he was even naked, and there were many women around, hurriedly covered his lower body with his hands, although he was ashamed, but where to find clothes to cover his shame at this time? Finally, he looked at the short stick in his hand, and lay it on his knees, which was sitting cross-legged, but he also covered his shame, but his appearance was a little strange.

Lu Xiaonan was worried about the Netherworld Sword, and looked at the clouds from time to time, after his mind retreated, he could no longer see the situation inside, but he could feel the horror of the fourth Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

At this time, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder seemed to be impatient, and suddenly all the clouds were restrained, and all the power collapsed inward like a whirlpool, turning from purple to gold, and finally turned into a golden figure, only one, that was an emperor wearing a glass crown and wearing the robes of the Nine Dragons Emperor, who couldn't see his face clearly, but it made people feel the terrifying power contained in it, as if the emperor had descended.

Is this the final lore! Don't you even follow the rules of the Heavenly Tribulation, and you have to turn the last six Heavenly Tribulations into one.

All the people on the ground suddenly felt that the pressure was light, and the shackles of heaven and earth coercion that were forced on their bodies had been taken back by the Heavenly Tribulation, and there was no suppression, everyone climbed up one after another, all of them looked like they were light and breezy, as if the embarrassed shape just now had never happened, some people stared at the Netherworld Sword in the air, their eyes flickered, some people looked at Lu Xiaonan who was sitting cross-legged, and some people had quietly moved towards Lu Xiaonan.

Sineng laughed, stood up and stood beside Lu Xiaonan, and covered him with a monk's robe, "Good boy, your exhibitionist hobby should also be changed, although we are generous and don't care about these subtleties, unlike those hypocrites who wear bright clothes but don't wear them, but ah, we still have to find a daughter-in-law in the future, right?" ”

Wait, when did I have an exhibitionist penchant? Lu Xiaonan suddenly felt that he had been cheated again, if this word spread, his reputation would be ......

He looked at the hateful-looking monk with some resentment, who couldn't beat him.

Inside the clouds, the god-like emperor's whole body erupted with golden light, shining like the sun on the heavens and the earth. He raised his left hand and suddenly waved, and immediately countless divine weapons and beasts appeared out of thin air, besieging the Nether Sword. These divine weapons and beasts are no longer ordinary divine weapons and beasts, but the phantom of those artifacts and four-phase divine beasts that have destroyed the world in ancient legends, Xuanyuan Sword, Pangu Axe, Donghuang Bell, Shennong Ding, Fu Xiqin, Kongtong Yin Six Kyushu Divine Weapons and White Tiger, Vermilion Bird Two Four-Phase Divine Beasts, a total of eight pure golden artifacts and divine beasts have been killed, which has broken through the limit of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, which is not leaving a trace of vitality!

The people on the ground looked at the ghostly sword that trembled and roared like a trapped beast, and they all let out a regretful sigh, the sky does not allow you, you can't go against the sky! It's a pity that a good sword.

The Netherworld Sword also burst out with the most blazing blue, like the sea, like the Nine Shadows, Huo Ran rushed towards the golden thunder in the shape of the Ancient Xuanyuan Sword, the two swords intersected, each fighting with all their strength, there was no sound, only the dazzling blue and golden electric light flickered, after a blow, the two swords retreated, the light was dim, and several fragments fell off on the shattered Netherworld Sword body, and were incinerated into a liquid state by the fire of nothingness in the clouds, but it was tightly condensed into a drop of liquid suspension, and this time it did not turn into nothingness and disappear.

Lu Xiaonan clenched his hands tightly, his nails pierced deep into the flesh, his heart was dripping blood, his eyes were extremely stinging, blood was spilling out from the corners of his eyes, he struggled to stretch out his right hand into the void, wanting to grab the Nether Sword, protect it, and prevent it from being destroyed, this is his sword, it is his partner, it has become a part of his body, he does not allow it to be destroyed, even God! But he really couldn't do anything, his hand was just stretched out, making a click and click sound to the sky, and the bones of his entire right hand were densely cracked, but he didn't feel the pain.

The Golden Emperor waved his arm again, and an invisible storm swept away, and the remaining artifact divine beast thunder turned into a long knife of time under the coercion of the invisible storm, one knife urged people to grow old, one knife slashed the soul, and one knife turned into dust.

This domineering blow caused the entire cloud of calamity to drift into dust, and the Nether Sword in it was more like floating earth being blown away little by little......

The blackness around the clouds was scattered, leaving only a large golden ball with a radius of one mile, and the remnants of the five artifacts scattered around it and the illusory shadows of the two divine beasts.

The light of the sky reappeared, and you could clearly see that the Netherworld Sword had turned into a ball of blue juice the size of a pigeon's egg, burned by the endless fire of nothingness, sometimes in the shape of a sword, sometimes as a baby, trying his best but unable to break out of the golden net of heaven and earth, the indomitable soul of the sword could not escape the fate of destruction, and ten thousand swords mourned......

Lu Xiaonan only felt a pain in his heart, as if something had been pulled out of his body, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was as yellow as paper.

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On top of a tall building five kilometers away from Hongguang Temple, a blonde girl looked at the melee in Hongguang Temple through a special telescope, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Is this the cultivator of Huaxia, it is really degenerate, without those super strong people in the past, the strength is not much stronger than ours now, such a cultivator, this queen can beat a hundred of them." ”

The dozen or so black-clothed subordinates guarding the surroundings seemed to have not heard, one by one silent, the king's words could not be answered, even if they were sycophants, if they were not careful, they would anger their king, and they would have to kill themselves.

The blonde girl grinned, "My little boyfriend doesn't seem to be doing well." ”

At this moment, a cold face suddenly appeared in the special telescope, and the blonde girl Huo Ran was startled, and suddenly looked up, and the Jade Butterfly Fairy in a Xuanyi was standing less than five meters in front of her.

Whether it was the blonde girl or the black-clothed man under her, their eyes widened in surprise, and they didn't even notice when the other party arrived, and the confidence they had built up was a little cold for a moment.

"Who are you?" The blonde girl clearly felt the powerful aura emanating from the other party, and the invisible pressure made her heart tremble.

The Jade Butterfly Fairy was silent, only hooked the strings with her jade fingers, and made a jingling sound, and the chill of killing enveloped the audience in an instant, with ice flowers knotting on the blonde hair, and those people in black were covered with ice all over their bodies.

Flames gushed out from the blonde girl's body, instantly dissolving the blow of the Ice Xuanqin. But her expression was extremely solemn, and the shock brought to her by the other party was even stronger than the woman in white she had met before, this is definitely a super master, why are all the women in China so powerful?

The Jade Butterfly Fairy swayed with her hands, the strings tinkled, and the sound of the piano was continuous, countless ice blades flew all over the sky, and the flames on the blonde girl's body soared again, turning into a four-legged and two-winged fire dragon, and blazing flames erupted from her mouth to fight against the ice blades......