The invisible spiritual power rose from the Qingyang Mud Pill Palace like an air dragon, and at this time, the red flame mark on Qingyang's forehead flickered wildly, and the dazzling light made people dare not look at it directly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Blood overflowed from Qingyang's eyes and slid down his cheeks like teardrops, but Qingyang didn't notice this, his heart was already in an extremely chaotic state at the moment, even if it was a breakthrough in his cultivation at the moment, he had no intention of controlling it, everything was a subconscious behavior.

Touch!

The spiritual power accompanied the flames raging in the surroundings of Qingyang in an orderly manner, like a wild horse on the loose, with a whimpering breath, dancing with the snow between the heavens and the earth.

At this time, the permeated spiritual power and the red flame actually fused at this moment, and the power after the fusion turned into a viscous gray flame like blood, Qingyang just stretched out his hand, and the gray flame was wrapped around it like a dragon, and in the next moment, an even more terrifying aura slowly came out of his body.

Even subconsciously, Qingyang can still feel it, this is a strange feeling, a new power! The gray flame became deep again, and it became as silent as dead ashes, and this gray fire turned into a ray of light and rose into the sky, this scene made Qingyang look a little weird.

"Ahh

Qingyang covered his head, seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and let out a low cry, releasing the depression in his body, and in an instant, there was a heavy roar in the True Flame Palace.

Thundered!

The gray fire that rushed into the sky stabilized after it was deep enough to a certain extent, and at the same time, there was an extra power in the Qingyang Mud Pill Palace, but that gray was a slight shock to Qingyang's misty and sad consciousness.

This is a brand new power, soul fire, gray soul fire! Qingyang actually gave birth to a gray soul fire at this time!

Soul fire, that is, soul fire, a kind of soul flame that can only be born when the cultivator reaches the spirit god realm, this power is extremely terrifying, it can be used to kill the enemy, and it can also be used for alchemy, if an alchemist has soul fire, he will definitely be able to become an outstanding alchemist!

At this moment, the gray soul fire in Qingyang's body resonated with the black soul fire suppressed by the black tower in his body, emitting amazing fluctuations.

There are four levels of soul fire, from lowest to highest, gray, black, white, and rainbow.

Don't underestimate the gray soul fire born in Qingyang, for countless years in the Xiuwang Continent, there are very few people who can give birth to soul fire, generally speaking, with gray soul fire, you are qualified to become an outstanding alchemist, and you have two kinds of... Maybe from the very beginning, it was destined that Qingyang would one day step on the peak of alchemy. Because even in ancient times, no one could possess two kinds of soul fire.

Unconsciously, Qingyang's hands were raised slightly, and the gray soul fire turned into a rapid rush down, with an incomparably terrifying momentum, and bombarded the wall behind him.

Bang bang bang!

Stone chips flew fiercely, snow flew, and in an instant, the hustle and bustle arose, and the wall had been shattered by that courage, and the body was incomplete, and the power of the soul fire was terrifying!

It's just that Qingyang's face is still sad, no matter how strong his strength is, his consciousness has long been swallowed up by sadness, even if he has broken through now, but the sense of desolation is even more profound, in this environment created by Jian Lao, Qingyang is extremely sad.

The old sword is gone, the old sword is gone, and the old sword will never appear again.

Sword Lao...

The blood overflowing from his eyes also completely stained Qingyang's lips at this moment, and a bloody smell slowly spread into his mouth, slightly stimulating his sense of smell and taste.

It's a little salty, a little fishy.

"It's... Is it blood?" Vaguely, Qingyang's consciousness seemed to be a little clear.

Whining.

At this moment, the sound of wind and snow became more intense.

Swish!

Suddenly, Qingyang raised his head suddenly, opened his eyes suddenly, and the snow was still falling all over the sky, but Qingyang was smiling, because the sword elder actually slowly emerged from the void.

Qingyang burst into tears and smiled like a child: "Sword Elder... You're back!"

It's just that the sword elder in front of him, his expression seems to be a little strange, he sighed slightly, and said: "Alas, I just returned to the light, and the power of the soul resonance with the spiritual power after you gave birth to the soul fire, which made me appear, and it won't be long before I will eventually dissipate between heaven and earth." ”

Qingyang shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sword Lao, I'm sorry for you." I've always relied on you so much, but I've never put myself in your shoes, I'm so selfish, if I don't use soul sync, you won't..."

When Jian Lao heard this, there was also a trace of tears in his eyes, and he said, "Alas... Silly boy, now that it's happened, don't pursue it anymore... Everything we do is fate, since fate is broken, then don't be attached. Besides, I have always been your dependent, and you have relied on me, which is the happiest thing in my life. You are the person I want in my heart in addition to Hua Shuangzhao, work hard, the next road, you have to walk alone, and you have to go wonderful. ”

"Sword Lao!!No, I want you back!I will definitely save you! Even if I kill the Hades Mansion, I will save you!" Qingyang heard this, tears fell and he said hysterically.

"Hehe... Silly boy, how can there be any Hades Mansion in this world, the soul is scattered, and there is no power to return to the sky. The Starry Sky Nine Swords are very suitable for you, practice well. As for the sword downstairs of Shuangzhao, it is too desolate, and it is as much as it can penetrate. Jian Lao smiled lightly, but his voice trembled a little.

"The soul is gone, what if I find a magic elixir that can condense the soul?" Qingyang suddenly remembered something, as if he had found a life-saving straw, and lost his voice.

Hearing this, Jian Lao shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's useless, the soul is gone, and I have no reason to exist in the world anymore." ”

Qingyang shook his head desperately, his tears were like a broken kite, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe it!

Jian Lao slowly came to Qingyang's face, smiled softly, stretched out his dry hands, gently stroked Qingyang's face, and said softly: "Breakthrough, good boy." The soul fire was born in the vortex realm, and you are destined to become a strong man... I'll be on the far side of the sky, watching you. ”

"Look... Make move... You..."

As the voice of the old sword fell, his figure slowly became illusory at this moment, and it seemed to be disappearing again!

"No!No!No, no, no sword, don't go! What a strong man, I don't deserve it! I don't want either, I just want you to come back... Sword Elder!" Qingyang shouted again, he desperately stretched out his hands to hug Jian Lao's body, but Jian Lao's body had slowly disappeared into the air without the slightest trace.

Only at the end, Jian Lao couldn't bear it, and slowly spit out the last few words in his mouth: "If one day you can find the divine blood on the magic medicine list, maybe we can meet again..."

Boom!

Jian Lao's figure completely dissipated, and the snow in the True Flame Hall exploded in all directions.

The world is still desolate and lonely, leaving Qingyang alone to kneel on the ground, at this time Qingyang's eyes are already bloodstained, and a large amount of blood hangs down the corners of his eyes, which is miserable.

At this moment, Qingyang's breath is decadent, the king's qi is empty, the soul is empty, and the soul is empty, just like a mortal.

Hearty, the lights are burned out, just drink alone.

(P: Scheduled release, end of volume 2.) This volume is over, and the third volume will begin to write some different blandness, and then you will know when you see it, I personally like this third volume. ）