"Boom!" The Killing Heart's form shattered and returned to nothingness, and the jade-colored sword completed its mission, and also shattered into pieces, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The dim sky cleared up again, and the warm sunlight returned to the world.

"Buzz!!"

The girls who were connected to the Shiyin contract heard a mournful sound in their heads.

"It's!"

Standing on the edge of the boat, he looked up at the re-cleared sky, and suddenly lost his sense of the contract, and was suddenly shocked, and Qianying quickly turned around and ran back to the cabin to find Alice and the other women.

When she returned to the cabin, she saw a crying Alice rushing up: "Sister Tsuiko, Dad... Father... Something happened to him! ”

"Good... Don't cry. ”

"Uhhh

The little Lori with rain in her arms hugged the crying pear blossom and kept comforting her, but there was a feeling of uneasiness in her heart.

"Tsuko..."

"I believe in Shiyin!"

"I believe in him too!"

Shizuka's worries were interrupted by Tsuneko's confident words, and Yuriko Takashiro indifferently took Tsuneko's words.

I didn't understand why Yuriko would say that, but it calmed the restless women, as if her words were particularly convincing.

Only Saya's eyes flickered a little, looking at her mother, but she felt more and more unable to understand what her heart was thinking.

……

愛huàn space....

Two figures, one black and one white, quietly waited in front of the weak Shiyin, lying on the clouds, only a small jade of the four souls was still spinning.

"The lord's body can no longer be repaired by relying on the jade of the four souls."

The white figure was tall and majestic, and his indifferent gaze was fixed on the poetry in the jade of the four souls.

"Ah, from the moment he put life and death aside, I already knew it would be like this."

The black figure is enchanting and charming, but there is a hint of relief in the words.

"Hehe, a qiē for the lord!"

"Yes, a qiē for the lord!"

The white majestic figure looked indifferently at the black figure beside him, looked at each other and smiled, each stretched out their palms of different lengths, and gently held them together.

"In the future, we will never be separated again, kill rhyme!"

"In the future, we will never be separated again, Amitabhamaru!"

The white and black figures hugged each other like lovers, and when they parted, even a thousand words could not be spoken. Only a hug can make them feel the other person's heart.

"Buzz ......"

White light and black light burst out from the bodies of the two of them, quietly and gently fused together, even if this power could shine with more dazzling brilliance, but still chose to merge gently.

At this moment, the jade of the four souls seemed to be pulled and projected into the light of fusion.

The white, black, and blue rays of light fused together to form a slowly swirling tricolor vortex. With the movement of the three rays of light, the three colors slowly turned into new colors.

A purple glow like a star!

The whirlpool is like a small nebula, shining with a rich purple aura, and the purple like a star is dotted with small whirlpools.

When the purple qi devoured the last trace of the three colors, the whirlpool seemed to be saturated, and it sharply counterattacked and rotated, compressed.

After each compression, the purple light became deeper and deeper, and by the time it finally condensed into a whirlpool the size of a ping-pong ball, the purple light had turned like a purple derived from pitch black.

Like a purple born in the dark!

"Ahh Well, it's only a half-finished product, but it doesn't bother me..."

The foodie elf Xiaomeng looked at the purple ball with an evil smile, and her tender white little hand gently threw out a faint light and projected it into the divine gate.

The gate of the great shore, which connected countless illusory time and space, opened a small crack in the door slightly, injecting an invisible and colorless energy into the purple ball.

"Click!"

With the infusion of this formless and colorless energy, the purple vortex suddenly bulged and expanded to the extreme. Finally, there was a crisp cracking sound, like glass shattering, shattering into pieces of crystalline shards.

"Uh, it's too much..."Xiao Meng stuck out her little tongue cutely.

The purple crystals in the sky were fragmented into countless tiny particles, and Shiyin's soul and the void in the underworld seemed to have a closer relationship.

At this moment, he seemed to be guided by a wonderful guide in his coma, that is, he had become countless tiny particles, each of which was a new self.

In the dark void, he has left his soul imprint, and he has placed his life in the invisible illusory space, completely fused together, no matter what kind of damage he has suffered, he can recover.

In this moment, his broken soul was reunited.

Although his physical body has disappeared, his soul has recondensed, and there is a purple long sword that fuses killing, Amitabha pills, and the jade of the four souls, loyally guarding his side.

When the soul imprint that seeped into the void filled the soul that was missing in the poem, it returned to the void and hid it.

"Yo, master, you're finally awake!"

Shiyin opened her eyes in a daze, but what caught her eyes was Xiaomeng's extremely cute little feet, tender and white as jade, like a baby, and admired it for a while, her eyes climbed upward, until a pink...

"Die!"

Feeling Shiyin's obscene and impure eyes climbing over, Xiaomeng raised her jade leg shyly and stepped on it fiercely, the moment her legs were separated, a pink fat flashed Shiyin's eyes, which shocked him.

"Ah!!h

An obscene man suddenly withdrew his obscene eyes, screamed miserably, and covered his body and wailed bitterly.

……

"Is this the new spirit sword after the combination of Amitabha Pill and Killing Heart?"

Looking at the long sword in front of her, Shiyin's mood somehow became overwhelming. Half an hour ago, after wailing for more than ten minutes under the attack of Xiaomeng's 'poisonous feet', under Xiaomeng's prompting, he opened the system and checked his status.

Shiyin was horrified to see that the contract between herself and her daughters was all terminated. Not only that, but Amitabhamaru, who has always been loyal, actually combined with the heart of killing and turned it into his new weapon.

Under Xiaomeng's strange tone, Shiyin learned that the heart of killing was originally called Killing Rhyme, which was the crystallization of the wish she had made in the past. The original wish was that when I got my first friend, I would always protect it. ’

Shion's first friend is none other than the summoned sword spirit, Amitabha-maru!

From the moment Shion herself awakened her killing heart, Amitabharu sensed her. After learning Shiyin's wish from where to kill Yun, Amitabharu decided to forge a 'strongest blade' for the lord, so there was the next incident....

Protect this bond between him and the lord!

It was the last thing he did for himself, and at the last moment, he and she, fulfilled Shion's wish.

With this short-lived love, they hugged each other and turned into a protective blade......

Shiyin trembled and stretched out his soul body, gently stroking the purple long sword, and the memories of the past continued to echo in his consciousness, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Draw the sword and look around at a loss, too rigid and uneasy..."Shiyin murmured softly, like sadness, pain, and love, but could not express the vicissitudes of life.

"The road of the sword, with uprightness as the criterion, the body can be destroyed, the soul can be eliminated, and the uprightness cannot be broken! Even if the road in the future is a road of no return, I will go to the dark one way, even if it is death, I will not hesitate, I am poetic! Never turn your back on the sword forged by your friend, the sword intent is not the heart, kill! ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!" …….

In the boundless nebula of the vast space, a soul body, holding a purple long sword, roared in the sky, and the sound shook the sky.