"Boy, what are you doing!" said Sword Spirit coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the sword spirit felt his whole body tremble violently. Then, the originally dark sky suddenly became bright, and with it, there was an incomparably terrifying majesty.

The sword spirit raised his head suddenly, only to see that in the void, an incomparably huge flame dragon sparrow suddenly appeared. But when it looked closely, it found that they were only eight huge red spirit beads.

Each spirit bead is like a red sun. It emits a fiery power that seems to melt the earth, and an endless light that people dare not look up to.

"It's ...... Something!"

Sword Spirit's heart was shocked at this moment. Because it was horrified to find that its holy soul seemed a little powerless in front of these eight spirit beads. The scorching heat wave seemed to burn his body

"How so...... How could this be! This kid's soul power is only forty-two steps, why is there such a powerful power in his consciousness space!"

However, in the entire wasteland, there was no echo except for the roar of the sword spirit.

The sword spirit became more and more angry, and finally found a perfect physical body, and rebirth was just around the corner, how could it give up so easily?

"Long Haotian, get out of here!"

There was an angry roar, and the next moment, I saw eight sword rays slamming towards the eight spirit beads in the void.

"Boom!"

In the void, there was a loud sound that shook the heavens and the earth. The eight spirit beads that seemed to be like a flame dragon sparrow were instantly dispersed by these eight powerful sword qi. At the same time, from the void, there was also a muffled snort from Long Haotian.

"Hahahaha!" Sword Spirit laughed wildly, "Long Haotian, do you think that you can survive by hiding behind this broken bird and not making a sound?"

"Naive......

Behind the spirit bead, Long Haotian's heart was also extremely nervous at this moment.

In the inner world, he and Lan Xinyue explored several times and found that although this sword spirit had a holy soul, its soul power was not strong enough to be perverted.

Generally speaking, the spirit of the holy weapon, such as the sword spirit and the sword spirit, will have extremely strong martial power, but the soul power is slightly inferior;

Of course, the so-called slight inferiority is only relative to the machine spirit of the same level. For example, the sword spirit in front of him, its soul power strength has reached the forty-fourth level. Although it is much inferior to Zhilan Xinyue, it is much stronger than Long Haotian.

And Lan Xinyue, in order to suppress the power of this sword spirit to devour Long Haotian before, she almost exhausted all her strength, and it is impossible to help Long Haotian at this moment. Fortunately, in Long Haotian's second consciousness space, there was still a hole card, and that was the eight spirit beads left by Yan Cang.

Yan Cang's soul power has reached the forty-sixth order.

However, before, when Long Haotian hit the forty-second order of soul power, he had absorbed the power in the spirit beads, so the strength that these eight spirit beads could burst out now could only be comparable to the level of the early forty-fifth order.

With a soul power that is one order higher, if it is used against an ordinary opponent, it may be able to completely crush it. However, dealing with such a sword spirit with thousands of years of cultivation, Long Haotian was not 100% sure in his heart. It can be said that this time it was a complete gamble.

"Long Haotian, if you don't obediently tie your hands, you will be caught!" the sword spirit shouted angrily, and in an instant, several sword qi slammed towards the spirit bead.

"Tied up?" Long Haotian calmed down and replied, "These four words, I'm afraid they are more suitable for you!"

"Don't be ashamed!" the sword spirit shouted angrily.

"Really, then you can open your eyes and see clearly!

With Long Haotian's angry roar, he saw that the eight spirit beads drew eight red trajectories in the sky, and then flew straight towards the sword spirit in all directions.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled violently, and the sword spirit looked around to see that the eight spirit beads had fallen in eight directions around him, and each of them was a hundred feet away from him. And when these eight spirit beads settled, this sword spirit suddenly felt that his feet seemed to be entangled by an incomparably powerful force, and he couldn't move a bit.

"Hmm...... How is that possible!"

A sense of uneasiness swelled up in Sword Spirit's heart. It looked down and saw that there was a faint red light on the ground at this moment, and that power came from these eight spirit beads.

"Sword Spirit, if you are willing to surrender to me, then it's still too late!Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be too late to regret it!" In the void, Long Haotian's voice came.

"Surrender to you......? It's ......"

The sword spirit suddenly felt an incomparably familiar aura, and it looked up suddenly, and its heart trembled.

Just above his head, where Long Haotian should have been standing, a dark figure appeared at this moment. Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I could feel a terrifying aura from his body. In his right hand, he held a large butcher's knife with an exaggerated shape.

"Leave ...... Secluded!"

The Holy Spirit of the Sword Spirit began to tremble.

Although, for most of its "life", it was a sword spirit, but its earliest appearance was a butcher's knife after all. Seclusion, to some extent, is like its "biological mother". In the heart of the sword spirit, there is an innate closeness and awe for the secluded.

At the same time, its first main butcher knife was shattered by Liyou's own hands. It's like a mother who strangled her fetus with her own hands.

This nightmarish memory has long been engraved into the depths of its holy soul, and it has not changed because it has become a sword spirit. In particular, the fragments in the Heavenly Shadow Sword, while returning the mind to it, also returned to it a clearer sense of fear of separation.

For Liyu, Long Haotian is already too familiar with it. Now, in his third consciousness space, there are still memories of the fierce battles of 5,000 years ago. So at this moment, he disguised his appearance and temperament as detached, and in the eyes of this sword spirit, he couldn't see the slightest flaw at all.

"Wow!Wow!Wow——"

Just when the sword spirit was in shock, suddenly, eight pillars of light surged up in eight directions at the same time. The pillar of light came to the void and began to slowly gather in the direction of "seclusion".

In just ten breaths, a huge cage seemed to appear in the middle of heaven and earth. And the sword spirit found that he had become a trapped beast in this cage.