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In the firewood room, the demon Zangfeng who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed breathed evenly, but inside he was fierce, and if there was a slight difference, it would be the end of the soul flying away.

Without the reminder of the second-generation machine spirit, Demon Zangfeng can now feel the danger in it, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a life of nine deaths.

1,800 seals, the time in the scroll quietly flowed, and several hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the pressure to ease again, a hint of decisiveness flashed in Demon Zangfeng's eyes, and he stepped out again.

When I got closer, there was only one last step left, and there was one more step left for me to touch the sword.

No one reminded him, no one told him, but Demon Zangfeng knew that as long as he touched that sword-shaped light, he would bring great benefits to himself, which was the intuition brought by his soul.

However, the pressure of this last step was a bit excessive, and a trace of light could be faintly seen detached from the demon hidden front.

Under the pressure of almost substance, Demon Zangfeng couldn't concentrate on condensing the handprint of the "Out-of-Body Chapter" no matter what, let alone taking that step.

"Isn't this going to work?", a line of mechanical boys is half-hidden and half-present in the void, close to the soul hide, just the first step, the real danger is absorption.

Although the second-generation machine spirit didn't think that Demon Hidden Feng would be able to devour that soul treasure, he didn't expect him to be so poor that he couldn't even touch it, which made it really a little disappointed.

It's not that I doubt that Demon Zangfeng has the perseverance to take that step, it's just that his soul has begun to collapse now, and forcibly going out will only make the consequences more serious, not to mention the absorption later, he must be very clear about it.

Indeed, Demon Zangfeng was very aware of his own situation, and it was already unexpected that he had already taken so many steps by relying on the Immortal Killing Duel, and forcibly taking the last step would only put himself in a dead situation.

Moreover, the ray of clear light left by the generation has been consumed, and it is impossible to rely on it to survive the danger like the last time the foundation was built.

After this journey, Demon Zangfeng could clearly feel the limit of his divine soul, and he was sure that as long as he gave himself a period of time and cultivated the Immortal Killing Decisive to improve his divine soul, he would be able to easily resist the pressure and touch the sword.

Whether it is a pro or a con, the decision is obvious now, and the instinct cultivated in the previous life to survive all reminds Demon Zangfeng to give the most reasonable answer.

As if sensing the retreat of the demon hidden front, a line of mechanical small characters quietly appeared in the void, intending to take him out of here.

It didn't tell Demon Zangfeng that the Soul Treasure could not be accessed anytime and anywhere, and with its permission, it was the limit to open it once every six months.

Leaving, the subconscious has sent out countless signals, but the unwillingness buried in the bottom of the demon Zangfeng's heart is still dragging his footsteps.

Soon, the second-generation machine spirit discovered that something was wrong, the demon hidden feng was already blurred all over his body, and there were faint signs of collapse, but he had not yet withdrawn from the soul treasure.

"Do you want to find death, this is not your divine soul clone, it is the origin of the divine spirit, once it dissipates, it will really be broken and scattered, and it will be difficult to save Da Luo Jinxian", the small mechanical words appeared in front of the demon Zangfeng's sight in the blink of an eye, scribbled and urgent.

It's just a temporary system, a clone of minds, and it can't give Demon Zangfeng substantial help.

The task left to it by a generation is to guide the youngest heir in history, and if he is allowed to die here, the joke will be too big.

Demon Zangfeng's senses gradually blurred, because of that hesitation, it was difficult to retreat now.

The second-generation machine spirit has nothing to do except be in a hurry.

Click, a slight cracking came from the soul of Demon Hidden Front, and then the cracking sound sounded like tarot cards, one after another, endlessly.

I saw that his originally dispersed spirit was like a dry land, full of ravines, and he could no longer find a place to finish.

It's over, this time it's really over, and the second-generation machine spirits are already desperate for him.

Without the Qi of the Three Clears to repair his soul, even if this young man survives in a catastrophe, he will not be able to escape the fate of the passing of his soul, and he will eventually die.

Demon Zangfeng regretted it.

The first time was that I couldn't hold my sister's hand before leaving.

The second time, he failed to block the stick for Lin Yuechan.

This time, he regretted that he had not resisted the temptation and walked in recklessly.

What should Sister Yuechan do, Lin Yuechan's soft cheeks flashed in her mind like a marquee, and his consciousness was crushed by gravity, just like the last hand raised by his sister, out of reach.

The second-generation machine spirit also regretted it, regretting why he had brought him to the soul hiding so early.

The first generation waited for countless eras to find the last successor, and now he is about to be scattered, which makes the second generation panic and panic at the same time.

Although it has only instilled a little bit of spiritual intelligence, it also knows that if you want to find another one who can see the Zhuxian Formation Diagram, and can withstand the killing sword to crush the soul countless times, and condense the soul core to become an idiot, it is a rare encounter in the ages.

Moreover, that Sanqing Qi is already the last stored grain, and the broken and damaged Zhuxian Array is no longer able to intercept the Heavenly Machine, even if it finds an adaptation, it will not be able to pass it on.

Thinking of this, the second generation, who was powerless, suddenly burst into murderous intent.

The Qi of the Three Qings has only been fused for a short time, and with the authority that he can now manipulate the Zhuxian Array Diagram, it should not be a problem to refine it from this master.

Although this will prevent the demon from entering the reincarnation, for the sake of inheritance, it will not hesitate at all and make a decisive move.

In the Zhuxian array, above the soul hidden, there were dark clouds gathering under the faint starry sky, and a shocking thunder was faintly conceived, accompanied by a trace of silence.

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Outside the firewood room, above the bluestone city, the sky of thousands of miles of dark clouds suddenly became as black as ink, and there were thunder snakes moving, but there was no sound, which was extremely weird.

Countless people who were lucky enough to see this scene were shocked and talked about it.

In Bluestone City, there was a gaze that looked up at the sky, with a frightened face.

In Kyoto, the Sword Rain Dynasty, which was 30,000 miles away from it, had seven or eight lines of sight rising into the sky, shooting straight in the direction of Bluestone City.

One of the most powerful breaths came from the "Toseendae", the highest point of the palace.

On the Dengxian platform, there was only one woman.

The woman was dressed in a bright red robe, carved with a five-clawed golden dragon, and she had a wooden hairpin pinned to her head, exuding an indifferent aura that rejected people thousands of miles away.

At first glance, she is ordinary, and her appearance is only medium-grade, but when you want to see the second and third glances, you will find that they are more and more beautiful, so beautiful that they are thrilling, beautiful enough to subvert the country, which is very contradictory.

"Your Majesty, it's time to rest", a voice of extreme beauty came from downstairs, and through the moonlight, you could see her in a cyan long dress, as well as the suffocating terrifying cultivation coming from her.

"Hmm", the red-robed woman with the carved dragon looked up again in the direction of Bluestone City, and then the air distorted, and then looked at it, and there was nothing on the Dengxian Terrace.

"Moon Palace, go take a look", and after a long time, a voice quietly dispersed.

Downstairs, a graceful woman in a green dress raised her head, revealing a peerless face that was enough to subvert all beings.

She glanced up in the direction where Bluestone City was, and in the blink of an eye, it also disappeared in place, leaving a faint fragrance.

Thirty million miles away, there was chaos in the wasteland, and countless demon beasts knelt and screamed, and the sound spread in all directions.

This night was destined to be extraordinary, and thousands of people marched towards Bluestone City.

However, the initiator of all this, unaware, is trapped in a place of death.