Time returned to a moment ago, in the solemn and solemn Dharma Hall, Shang Junhao stood alone, staring closely at the Heavenly Punishment Sword Throne in front of him, not noticing what kind of changes had happened in the outside world, but he was afraid that he would not care too much, because now for him, the most important thing is the Heavenly Punishment in front of him that is about to return to the original body of the Holy Sword, and other than that, everything can be put aside and left behind.

On the Heavenly Punishment Sword Seat, the thunder and flames were burning, but the girl in it sat still as if she was unconscious, letting the flames and thunder burn her body.

This silver thunder flame, although it is a rootless fire, its power is extremely terrifying, and even this space blessed by the power of the Fa is scorched and distorted, as if it may be burned and collapsed at any time.

It can be seen from this that the temperature of this thunder flame is so terrifying, falling into it, not to mention flesh and blood, even the Heavenly Fall Divine Iron will be refined into molten iron.

However, what is surprising is that the girl who is in it is not affected by this thunderous flame at all, not only has she not been burned to ashes, but even the clothes on her body have not been damaged in the slightest, her long silver hair like frost and snow flutters in the flames, and thousands of thunders are constantly entangled.

The only change is that those eyes are even colder than before, and there is no trace of emotional fluctuation in them, empty, dead and silent, like a piece of ice that has not melted for thousands of years, giving people a steely indifference.

Seeing this scene, Shang Junhao couldn't help but show a smile on his face, and muttered: "Sure enough, it is worthy of the fire of the Heavenly Law, even this holy sword spirit can't withstand it, and in another moment, as long as it takes another moment, this sword spirit will disappear, leaving only a pure and flawless, nearly perfect Heavenly Punishment Primordial Body, and then ...... Hahaha!"

Between his thoughts, an unconcealable excitement and joy surged up, making the smile on Shang Junhao's face deepen a little, without noticing that there was a dead silence outside this Fa-rectification Hall.

"Boom!"

Just as Shang Junhao was laughing loudly, he suddenly heard a loud roar, and the closed door of the Fa-rectification Hall suddenly shattered, and an extremely brilliant golden brilliance, carrying a strong blood, went straight into the Fa-rectification Hall.

"What people!"

The sudden change made Shang Junhao startled, and the next moment he came back to his senses, and while he drank sharply, the true yuan in his body was already violently urging.

There is a good saying, it is better to kill the wrong than to let it go, in the current situation, no matter who is good, as long as you enter this Dharma Rectification Hall, you will be the enemy of Shang Junhao!

Since it is an enemy, what nonsense is there to say, Shang Junhao Zhenyuan is destroyed, and the Legalist Divine Power Crime Breaking Knife is thunderous, formless and substantial, turning the Yuan Shen's crime judgment knife, and going straight to the golden light that broke into the Dharma Temple.

But I never thought that this sword of sin judgment had just fallen, and a dragon roar roared in the golden light, and a surging and incomparable force of the primordial god that had been condensed into substance exploded, and this sin sword was swallowed and crushed in an instant.

"Ahh

The knife of conviction was broken, Shang Junhao was suddenly affected, and with a wail, the whole person fell directly to the ground, and the seven orifices of his head were bleeding, which was very terrifying.

At the same time, that golden light fell, and Ning Yuan stepped out, ignoring the wound on his chest that was still bleeding, and raised his eyes to look in all directions of this Dharma Hall, wanting to find a worry-free figure.

In the next moment, Ning Yuan looked at the Heavenly Punishment Sword Seat, and also saw the raging thunder and flames above the Heavenly Punishment Sword Seat, as well as the silver-haired girl in her tearful eyes.

"Worry-free!"

Such a scene made Ning Yuan's heart suddenly rise a monstrous flame, and he rushed forward quickly, his hands reached into the flame and thunder, wanting to take Wu Wu out.

It's just that he didn't expect that Ning Yuan had just put his hand into it, and the thunder flames suddenly surged, like an enraged beast, the Dao Thunder was vertical and horizontal, and tens of thousands of fire snakes were burned, entangled in Ning Yuan's hands, penetrating into the flesh and bones, bringing a burst of extremely intense pain.

The intense pain made Ning Yuan frown suddenly, not that he couldn't help the pain, but that he found that this thunderous flame was actually a tangible and insubstantial flame.

What is tangible and insubstantial, that is, the action that seems to exist, but does not actually exist, is like a mirror and a dream.

The same is true of this silver thunder flame, it is illusory, has no substance, and cannot really ignite anything, except - the primordial god!

This thunderous flame was actually used to burn the primordial gods!

After understanding this, Ning Yuan was even more furious in his heart, ignoring the severe pain caused by the burning of the primordial god, he hugged his worry-free body with both hands, and hurriedly wanted to bring her out of this thunderous flame.

However, at the moment when Ning Yuan touched his worry-free body, he saw ......

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, a deep sword mark appeared on the indestructible Heavenly Imperial Hand Armor, and red blood gushed out from it, dyeing Ning Yuan's right hand scarlet in an instant.

"This ...... How could it be!"

Looking at the deep visible scar on his right hand, and then looking at the indifferent carefree face in the thunder flames, Ning Yuan's expression was full of astonishment.

Although Ning Yuan was not familiar with this situation, he was not completely unfamiliar with it, when he first met Wu Wu, Ning Yuan was cut by the incomparable blade of the holy sword because he touched her body.

This is a matter of course, the sword spirit sword spirit, the sword is in front, the spirit is behind, even if it is transformed into a human, its essence has not changed, and if you touch it at will, you will be hurt by it.

It's just that after that time, Wu Wu took the initiative to rein in the edge of the holy sword, and he would no longer cause harm to Ning Yuan.

So what's going on now, isn't ......?

A thought flashed in his heart, making Ning Yuan's expression change again, looking up at Wu Wu, staring at her eyes that were so cold that there was no trace of fluctuation, her heart was like falling into an ice cave, and she couldn't help but lose her voice and said: "Heavenly Punishment !!"

Between the words, Ning Yuan retreated, no longer paying attention to the worry-free in the thunder flames, because he knew that he could no longer bring her out, the incomparable blade of the holy sword would cut and shatter everything that was close to her body, even Ning Yuan, the innate holy body, could not bear it.

Brute force didn't work, Ning Yuan could only find another way, turned around and came to Shang Junhao, and picked him up, who was already badly injured.

"You, you, what do you want to do!" Feeling Ning Yuan's undisguised killing intent, Shang Junhao's face couldn't help but change, and he opened his mouth to say something.

But Ning Yuan didn't give him a chance to speak, and with a rush of destroying the true yuan in his palm, it directly shocked into his body, and then he only heard a bang, and the flesh and blood were scattered and chaotic, and the chief disciple of the Legalist family died on the spot, and there were no bones.

After this body exploded, he saw an illusory primordial god flying out, and he wanted to flee towards the outside of the Dharma Hall with a panicked expression, but he was grabbed by Ning Yuan with one hand, and with his incomparably powerful primordial god power, he blatantly decomposed it.

The method of soul searching, this is a left-path technique, it is not a profound supernatural ability, but it is extremely useful in some ways, just like now.

This soul-searching method was learned by Ning Yuan when he was bored in the Demon Yuan, because he had no chance and was extremely cruel, so he hadn't tested it on anyone yet.

Now for this Shang Junhao, Ning Yuan would not consider the question of cruelty or not, and directly used this soul searching method, using his own incomparably powerful Yuan Shen power to decompose Shang Jun Hao's Yuan Shen and capture the information in it.

Soon, Ning Yuan got what he wanted, the Heavenly Punishment, the Sword Seat, the Legalist's scheme, the ins and outs of all this, and most importantly, the thunderous flame burning on this Sword Throne - the Fire of Heavenly Law.

Ten thousand years ago, the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor passed away, and the new Xuanyuan Emperor ascended the throne and handed over the method of casting the Holy Sword of the Human Emperor to the Legalists, wanting to cast it to forge a Heavenly Dao Holy Sword.

Although the Legalist knew that the purpose of the new Emperor Xuanyuan to give this holy sword casting method was not simple, he finally agreed, because on this holy sword, there was the possibility of fulfilling the Legalist's long-cherished wish for ten thousand years.

Although she took over the method of casting the holy sword, the Legalist is not an innocent girl, and she has made many preparations, the most important of which is this Heavenly Punishment Sword Seat and this Heavenly Law Fire.

The Heavenly Punishment Sword Seat is one with the Heavenly Punishment, and there is a formation on it, and at a critical time, it can summon the Heavenly Punishment to return and make it guard the Dharma Palace.

And this fire of the heavenly law is a special flame that the Legalist condenses the power of the law and practices it after turning it into a void and not a reality, which can be used to burn the Yuan Shen, even if it is a strong person who achieves the Mixed Yuan and the Tao, if it is calcined by the fire of the Heavenly Law, there is also the danger of the soul being scattered, with this hole card, even if the holy sword is out of control, the Legalist can also recall it with the Heavenly Punishment Sword Seat, and then calcine it with the fire of the Heavenly Law, and the jade will be burned.

Of course, Shang Junhao didn't plan to go to the point where the jade was burned, he opened the fire of the Heavenly Law, just wanted to wipe out the sword spirit born from the Heavenly Punishment, that is, worry-free, so that he could take charge of the original body of the holy sword.

Now it seems that Shang Junhao has almost succeeded, under the incineration of the fire of the law that day, the worry-free Yuan Spirit has been wiped out ninety percent, and the remaining bit is like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

This is why, when Fang Cai Ning Yuan touched Wu Wu's body, she would be cut, and she was almost gone, and it was impossible for her to continue to restrain the edge of the holy sword.

"Damn it!"

Thinking of this, Ning Yuan's frowning brows deepened a little more, and he dodged and closed the formation above the sword seat before hitting the Heavenly Punishment Sword Seat.

The formation was closed, and the fire of the Heavenly Law dissipated like smoke, leaving only one person without worry, in the Heavenly Punishment Sword Seat, he looked at Ning Yuan with an indifferent expression, without words.

Seeing this, Ning Yuan didn't say much, he stepped forward, dispersed the Heavenly Imperial Divine Protection, and pressed his hand on the top of the worry-free heart.

"Poof!"

Ning Yuan's right hand had just fallen, and it was pierced by the sharp edge of the holy sword, and a deep sword mark emerged, and red blood gushed out from it, but Ning Yuan was as if he didn't realize it, and still pressed his hand between the carefree heart, without any intention of withdrawing.

The palm that fell was constantly torn apart by the sharp edge of the holy sword, and it quickly recovered and healed, and the red blood, between the damage and the recovery, rushed out, and fell on the holy pattern blessed magic robe, turning into a little blood light, which was swallowed and absorbed by worry-free.

This is Ning Yuan's method, he wants to use the blood of creation in his body to help Wu Wu reunite the Yuan Spirit and make up for the damage caused by the fire of the Heavenly Law.

He didn't know if it would work, but no matter what, he had to try it first.

The blood dripped down, which not only contained a large amount of qi and blood power, but also a trace of unusual creative vitality, enough to live the dead, flesh and bones.

This point is by no exaggeration, after the true tribulation of the Dao, after achieving the Innate Saint Realm, Ning Yuan is a newborn innate god and demon, a living supreme divine pill, his flesh and blood essence, with incredible power.

Ordinary cultivators can get it, not to mention lifting the glow and soaring, at least they can cultivate to make great progress, even if they break the shackles, even if they don't know how to practice, they can also prolong their lives, and live for hundreds of years without disease and disaster, if they can devour and refine his whole person, ascend to the great sage, enter the mixed yuan, and even achieve the way of heaven is not impossible.

Now, he does not hesitate to consume and integrate the essence and blood in his body into his worry-free body, which logically should be able to help her recover her spirit.

The reason is so, the fact is also average, under Ning Yuan's gaze, the falling blood quickly integrated into the worry-free body, so that her Yuan Spirit, which was almost dissipated, quickly recovered.

Seeing this, Ning Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then, he found that his breath seemed to be a little too early.

After absorbing the blood of Ning Yuan's creation, two golden thunderbolts suddenly flashed in his carefree eyes, the long silver hair like frost flew up, and the holy pattern on the magic robe was also brilliant, and then, a supreme aura descended, which actually made Ning Yuan's body tremble, giving birth to a sense of incomparably small.

"It's ......"

This feeling made Ning Yuan's expression change, and he hurriedly looked at Wuwu, but saw a brilliant golden light bursting out, and thousands of law holy patterns condensed, turning into a golden pillar of light, running through the dome of this Dharma Hall and straight into the Nine Heavens Xiaohan!

At the same time, the blood in Ning Yuan's body began to flow rapidly, like a torrent bursting the embankment, gushing out in a steady stream, being absorbed by worry-free!

At the same time, outside the Dharma Hall, looking at the golden pillar of light that penetrated into the Nine Heavens, and then feeling the supreme aura, even Xuanyuan Ce, the world-famous Luo King, couldn't help but change color, and lost his voice: "Holy Sword, how can it be ......!"

"Holy Sword—it's complete!"

The person who lost his voice was not only Xuanyuan Ce, but also Xuanyuan Ling, who had been watching coldly and seemed to be in control, also changed color, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

However, Xuanyuan Ling is Xuanyuan Ling in the end, as the current emperor of the Xuanyuan clan, in the face of this unexpected change, after a moment of shock, he came back to his senses, and immediately said in a deep voice: "Second brother, quickly enter the Dharma Hall and retrieve the holy sword!"

"Hmm!"

Hearing Xuanyuan Ling's transmission, Xuanyuan Ce's eyes froze, without the slightest hesitation, and he no longer paid attention to the blood-clothed woman who was badly injured, and was about to enter the Dharma Hall at the beginning.

However, as soon as he stepped away, the golden pillar of light in the Dharma Hall suddenly dissipated, and then he saw a figure slowly stepping out of the Dharma Hall.