At the same time as Xuan Qing's eyes were burning, his feet suddenly slipped, and a huge vine popped out of nowhere, like a huge shot, quickly wrapped around Xuan Qing's waist, and then pulled him fiercely, hanging him in the air. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Shameless!"

Xuan Qing's hands were trapped, his feet were in the air, and he couldn't summon his magical powers.

I couldn't help but scold.

"You lazy pig dog who didn't die the year before!" After trapping Xuan Qing, the sword spirit immediately let out a burst of arrogant laughter.

"Boy, stop struggling. It's useless to struggle, prepare your soul and let me enjoy it. ”

Where did Xuan Qing listen, he still struggled hard, but these struggles were in vain, those vines seemed to have spirituality, the more he struggled, the tighter the binding.

What a great vine!

Xuan Qing looked down at the vines, which were a little different from ordinary vines, all of them were blue-gray, and they were dotted with red flowers the size of bewitching fingernails, which looked like mandala flowers blooming in hell.

"Haha, I advise you not to waste your efforts, this vine and my soul have guarded each other for thousands of years, and the vine has been contaminated by my anger, and has spirituality, only at the mercy of my mind. ”

"My Hell Mandala isn't bad, hahaha!"

The man laughed maniacally again, his figure trembling in the air as the laughter grew louder and louder.

Xuan Qing's eyebrows furrowed, and he didn't say a word.

He gave up struggling, but there was not the slightest fear in his expression.

"Even if you can catch me, it's not so casual to eat. ”

The corners of Xuanqing's mouth curved slightly, as if he didn't feel nervous about the one thing he was trapped.

"If there's anything you can't eat, the old man will eat it for you!"

The phantom of the sword spirit roared, and it grew several times in an instant, and in the void, the phantom suddenly opened its mouth, and the next moment it rushed towards Xuanqing.

The huge mouthparts opened, tearing off Xuanqing's head and biting it hard.

The howling wind drove Xuanqing's hair to roll backwards.

Just when the huge mouthparts were about to fall, he found that his teeth were half a foot away from Xuanqing's head, and they couldn't fall anyway.

The sword spirit used a lot of strength again, but it still didn't work.

What's going on?

The figure of the sword spirit was furious, and after three tests in a row, he finally withdrew his mouthparts, and gasped on the side, as if waiting for the opportunity.

"Before I came, my body was soaked in the three-color water of the Qingyang Sect, and this three-color water has no other effect, but there is one thing, that is, it will not let you swallow me in one bite. ”

Xuan Qing smiled faintly:

"It seems that today, even if I die, I won't die too soon. ”

The sword spirit's eyes hidden in the darkness suddenly turned, and his spirit moved, and he immediately showed a somewhat proud look.

"Since you can't eat it in one bite, I'll eat you slowly. ”

After he finished speaking, a gust of wind stirred up in the same place, swept towards Xuanqing,

The Hell Mandala snapped off, and Xuan Qing felt his fingers loosen and kick his legs, leaving the place, and the sword spirit immediately pounced.

"Thank you for unlocking the Hell Mandala for me!"

Xuan Qing's words were filled with gratitude, knowing that the blow just now had untied his Hell Mandala by the way.

If it weren't for this sword spirit's eagerness, he would have been trapped here sooner or later.

"You...... Cunning human!"

The sword spirit seemed to be enraged, and roared towards Xuanqing again.

Xuan Qing spread his legs, swept away a gust of wind on the ground, and secretly condensed a sword blade in his hand, his figure flashed in the air a few times, and soon reached the back of the sword spirit.

An invisible sword directly hit the sword spirit's chest.

The sword spirit's body froze, and immediately stopped in the air, motionless.

In his mouth, there were still arrogant words:

"Little human being, do you still want to threaten me? My soul has existed for thousands of years, where can a junior like you compare!"

The sword spirit seemed to be unfazed by Xuanqing's threat.

Xuan Qing's hand was motionless, and the blade of the sword was always against his heart.

"Don't forget, boy, I'm a god! ”

The sword spirit seemed to be threatening and intimidating, but he didn't make much of a gesture of resistance, and he tried to persuade Xuan Qing to put down the light blade in his hand and be at his mercy.

"Hahahaha!"

Xuan Qing seemed to see the panic sticking out of the sword spirit's heart.

"It's really unfortunate, I used to read the classics, and I happened to know that all the aura of the sword spirit should be concentrated here!" Xuan Qing said, gently pushing the light blade forward.

As soon as he touched the sword spirit, he immediately panicked when he saw the sword spirit.

"You...... What the hell do you want to do!"

Xuan Qing still kept a smile, "If I said that as long as my hand slips like this, and accidentally pierces all your spiritual power nest, what do you say?"

Xuan Qing's words were very easy, but every sentence was like a heavy drum, beating in the heart of the sword spirit.

"What the hell do you want?"

You must know that Xuan Qing is right, all the spiritual power of the sword spirit is concentrated in the heart, once it is pierced, all the primordial spirits will be dispersed, and he will never have a chance to see the light of day.

Thinking of this, Sword Spirit's voice finally softened.

"Say, what the hell do you want?"

The sword spirit asked leisurely.

Seeing that the sword spirit softened, Xuan Qing slowly spoke.

"It's very simple, obey my arrangement, after I open the Heavenly Divine Sword, I defeat the Demon King, and I will naturally give you freedom!"

"Freedom?"

"Hahaha, you kid is arrogant, do you know who I am?"

Xuan Qing was stunned, he was a little confused when he said this.

"Who are you?"

"I am the only god of the Phantom Snow Empire!"

After the sword spirit finished speaking, his body immediately radiated a kingly momentum, and the air around him was instantly stirred by him.

The god of the Phantom Snow Empire, isn't it the Lord of the Phantom Snow God?

But he was clearly staying in the Imperial Palace......

Seeing the hesitation on Xuanqing's face, the sword spirit laughed wildly again:

"You must be thinking. Why is the Phantom Snow Emperor still in power, why is all this, right?"

Xuan Qing looked up at the sword spirit, waiting for him to explain the answer.

The sword spirit suddenly laughed wildly:

"The answer is that it's just my clone, it's just a simple process of dealing with some things, who would have thought that my deity would be refined into a sword spirit...... It's ridiculous!"

Xuan Qing's eyes lit up. In an instant, it was safe again.

The tone in which the sword spirit spoke, and the strength it showed, didn't look like a lie.

He once suspected that the master of the high-ranking Phantom Snow Emperor, for thousands of years, had not left the door without stepping out, and after dealing with government affairs every day, he rarely saw others.

It turned out that it was just a doppelganger.

The doppelganger will do the same thing as the deity, and it won't go wrong, and they will be exactly the same as the deity's voice and smile, so it's hard for anyone to tell the difference.

Moreover, the Phantom Snow God Lord is the sole master of this continent, who dares to doubt his existence? )