Chapter 313: The Return

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In this virtual realm, I don't know how many years have passed, and Ink Frost finally opened his eyes again.

He got up slowly, gently shook off the dust on his clothes, a little dazed, but soon came to his senses, and said, "Kendo Patriarch, this spiritual ......"

The Kendo Patriarch replied slowly, "Spiritualization, in fact, is to increase the degree of elemental condensation, gather the elements in one's body, and improve the ability of the bloodline, if the swordsman does not know how to use spiritualization, then it will be difficult to advance to the realm of sword spirits." ā€

"Because of the huge elemental fluctuations generated by the long sword transformation, if the body can't control it, it will be torn apart by the burst elemental!"

Ink Frost clenched his fist and opened his palm, and suddenly condensed a cyan lightsaber, feeling the powerful elemental power in the lightsaber, he was amazed, "This is the elemental embodiment of the swordsman in the ancient era......?

The Sword Dao Patriarch said lightly, "I hope that you can reach the Sword Spirit Realm as soon as possible, touch the essence of time, and come to the Void Realm again when the time comes......"

"Defeat me, break the time limit of the Qiyuan Continent, and create a new world. ā€

"I officially pass on this mission to people from other planes. ā€

Ink Frost was nervous, "I understand! Kendo Patriarch, thank you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully.

He could sense the power inherited from this kendo ancestor.

It's not just about improving your own strength.

It is full of the dreams of all swordsmen for hundreds of millions of years, and there are also the dreams of the kendo patriarch himself.

The former longs to embark on the path to eternal life, while the latter wants to find the love of his life.

And myself, there is also a person who sleeps in time and waits for him, right?

Qingyan ......

The girl who stood in the scorching sun, her face covered with dust did not hide her alluring beauty, her clothes were slightly torn, but there was not the slightest blasphemy.

It seems to be standing at the door of the temple of the Holy Spirit as it was yesterday.

It seems that we have just met and are going to say goodbye.

But I will not be reconciled! No, no, no!

I'm going to get you back!

The kendo patriarch looked at Mo Shuang's eyes, and a ghostly light flashed in the depths of his pupils.

Ink Cream, I have entrusted this responsibility to you.

Even if you've never succeeded as a swordsman, you should be bold and try.

Just like when the master accepted ten of our disciples, no one would know that these ten disciples would become the respected kendo patriarchs in the future, and you would not know that you created the prosperous era of swordsmen and became all swordsmen in the future, whether it was evil or righteous.

Whether it's genius or scrap.

It was the beginning of it all.

became the greatest.

He said lightly, "I have made two attempts in this era, and after that, I can only see what the results of these two attempts are. ā€

"Ink ......"

The kendo patriarch's eyes were staring.

"In addition to you, there is another person in this age who has inherited my will, and I have not passed on my spiritualization, just like you, in a way that has never been done before. But now, you are all looking for the path of destiny, and you have finally mastered this skill. ā€

"Where the fate of the Qiyuan Continent will lead, you can tell me with your actions. ā€

"Carrying the fate of countless people and the desires of countless swordsmen, how will you push the wheel of fate?"

"I'm waiting in the Void. ā€

Ink Frost clenched her fists, and her body slowly disappeared in front of him.

It seemed like it was just a moment.

On the islands and reefs of the Western Regions, the Resentful Spirit Sword Venerable Lingpo looked at Chu Mengxi in front of him with an evil smile on his face.

At the same time, he slapped it and shouted, "Zhongyu didn't let you die, this time it's up to you how to escape?"

Suddenly, with a snap, Chu Mengxi's Wind Hunting Sword had just come out of its sheath, and he saw the shocking scene in front of him.

Ink Frost, who was falling to the ground, suddenly stood still, bent his knees, stood up, and directly held the arm attacked by Lingpo with one hand!

"What? Why can I still be attacked by my soul?"

Lingpo's body shook, and everyone around him was shocked!

With a bang, the island and reef were completely shattered, and the huge air flow shook out, and the Resentful Spirit Sword Venerable flew out upside down, gliding hundreds of meters on the water surface, and finally stopped in front of Tang Sixue and the others!

Qianchang and the black-robed man both shook slightly, only to see that Lingpo's right arm disappeared completely, the steaming airflow slowly rose, the smoke dissipated, and the ink frost standing in front of Chu Mengxi, holding Lingpo's arm in his hand, shook off the garbage and threw it on the water surface on the side.

Then he said lightly, "The soul body, immune to elemental attacks, is really a joke, everything in the world is made up of elements, not to mention the subtle elemental particles that cannot be perceived, everything that can be seen by the naked eye is traceable." ā€

"It's just that you use your powerful soul power to distort the place where you are attacked before the attack comes, and you dare to say that it is immune to elemental attacks?"

Lingpo's right hand grew again, and his eyes narrowed and became solemn.

What's going on with this kid?

The gap from the previous moment is too big......

In addition to Li Qinghan and Anonymous a thousand years ago, and now the chief palace master can see through my elemental body, this kid ......

Lingpo's pupils suddenly shrank, and Ink Frost's figure appeared in front of him in an instant, and the Broken Edge Sword suddenly split, and sharp fragments of blue light penetrated his body.

Boom!

The surface of the water exploded, and a huge column of water rose into the sky, and the air flow in circles showed a tendency to spread.

Chu Lingkong, Chu Mengxi and the others were stunned.

Bai Qianyu's lips trembled, and he said, "When did Brother Ink Frost have such a hole card?"

"It's just amazing. ā€

Chu Mengxi was also at a loss, because he was closest to the ink cream, and it was true that before just now, the ink cream had not yet fought back, but in an instant, earth-shaking changes had occurred.

What's going on?

The possession of the Silent Trace?

But it shouldn't be that strong, right?

I saw that Mo Shuang's body returned to the front of everyone, the broken edge sword in his hand had all returned to its place, and the water column in front of him fell, and Lingpo was also standing intact in front of Tang Sixue and the others.

Suddenly, Lingpo burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!

His face was a lot more crazy; "Linghua! You are actually the same as Li Qinghan a thousand years ago." ā€

Lingpo's wide eyes, his pupils trembled, full of excitement, staring at the three-color pupils of the ink frost, as well as the fluctuations of sword power spreading out from his body, and shouted, "But even if it is spiritualized, how long can you maintain it?"

Ink Frost smiled, closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, she had returned to her ordinary spirit eyes, and said, "Lingpo, you're right. ā€

"Spiritualization is very taxing on my body, and I can't maintain it for a long time. ā€

"But ......"

Swish!

The Broken Edge Sword flashed with a cold light, and the tip of the sword poured out a blue light, and it reached Lingpo's eyes in an instant!

That's when Ink Cream's words entered his ears!

"But how do you think that without spiritualization, I can't do anything about you?"

Bite!

Two swords collided against each other!

Sweat flowed down Lingpo's eyebrows, and the Broken Edge Sword and the Meridian Soul Sword rubbed into bursting sparks.

Ink Frost smiled and said, "How did you come to this conclusion?"

Lingpo's arm trembled, looking at the ink-frosted black pupils, the faint blue light flickered slightly, and the sword power around him became extremely dark!

"This is a secret method that that kid used in Shuiman City to improve his strength, but isn't it impossible to use it with Spirit Eyes?"

"The sword just now, if it is not blocked, it is very likely that the soul element of this body will not have time to change, and it will be broken by that kid with one sword. ā€

"I didn't expect ......"

Lingpo finally roared angrily in his heart, "I didn't expect my Resentful Spirit Sword Venerable to be forced to such a point by this junior!!"

The Silent Demon Trail was also a little surprised, "Boy, what's going on? I'm still a little surprised that you let me possess me." ā€

The corners of Mo Shuang's mouth were slightly hooked, "What should I say? Silent Demon Trace? Maybe it's between you and me...... You have a higher sense of understanding, right?"

"You kid want to get close to this demon?" "The Silent Demon Trace snorted disdainfully; "This demon doesn't eat your set, tacit understanding?