The Chengying Divine Sword was already in his hand, but at this moment, the hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably.

As a sword cultivator, even if he is extremely weak, the hand holding the sword will undoubtedly be the most stable, not to mention that Wu Chi is in a very good state now, even if he faces a Dao Realm powerhouse, he dares to fight.

Therefore, it is not the hands that tremble, but the heart.

Wu Chi could feel the weakness of the black Jiao, and even more could feel the restlessness of the soul blood mark in his body, just like a hungry person seeing the most delicious food, that kind of temptation was enough to make people completely lose their minds.

"I'm sorry, I can't control myself......"

Looking at Heijiao, Wu Chi struggled and said slowly.

"I told you, there are some problems with my soul, and I want to devour my soul uncontrollably, so I hid here, right?"

Wu Chi kept saying that in fact, he didn't really think that Hei Jiao could understand, but more to convince himself.

"I know it's shameless...... Rather than one day when I can't control myself and kill and devour my soul, it is better to kill you and solve this problem once and for all. ”

Hei Jiao always looked at Wu Chi, it could understand Wu Chi's words, although it seemed a little complicated, but it still understood what Wu Chi meant.

It can't speak, and it doesn't want to speak.

There was a hint of coldness in his tired eyes, and he faced the blade of the sword, and he didn't even make a move to dodge.

"I'm sorry, brother, I'll bury you properly. ”

There was a touch of blood in his eyes, and the restlessness of his soul made it more and more difficult for Wu Chi to control himself, and he waved the sword in his hand and slashed at Hei Jiao's neck.

"Boom!"

Heijiao had already closed its eyes, but after an instant, it suddenly found that the sword did not slash its body, but fell less than three inches to the side of its head, cutting the ground into a gully of several meters.

Could it be that this human has been slashed?

Heijiao was a little puzzled, it knew the strength of this human being, even if he was at his peak, he might not have the strength to fight, not to mention that he couldn't move, it was impossible to cut off.

The blood in his eyes was even thicker, and Wu Chi felt that his soul seemed to be burning, and that blood mark revealed a scorching breath, burning reason.

If it were someone else, at this time, I would have been unable to control myself a long time ago.

However, Wu Chi's will is far stronger than ordinary people.

The moment he swung the sword, Wu Chi's mind seemed to recall the scene when he was in the Iron Sword Gate, when the master asked him why he held the sword.

"Poof!"

With a touch of ruthlessness in his eyes, Wu Chi stabbed his thigh with a backhand sword, and with the help of this sharp pain, he sobered up a little.

This scene really stunned Heijiao, it really couldn't understand it, it was obviously going to kill it, why did this human stab his own body with a sword?

Raising his head to look at Heijiao, Wu Chi's face was a little pale, but he grinned, "Although I'm a bit of a bastard sometimes, ...... Since I call you a black brother, you will be no different from my friend!"

"I, Wu Chi, have been acting all my life, but I want to be worthy of my heart! Killing you may be able to achieve the way of the soul and solve my troubles! But I don't care about it!"

The blood in his eyes slowly dissipated, and Wu Chi didn't care about his wounds, he grabbed out a jar of wine and poured it in a big gulp.

Hei Jiao's eyes revealed a gleam, staring at Wu Chi.

What Wu Chi said was very complicated, and it was not something he could understand, but he heard the word friend clearly.

"Whew!"

A dragon's groan came from his mouth again, but this time it was full of pleasure.

Sitting on the ground next to him, Wu Chi drank his wine in a big gulp, "The way of the soul of the fart! Immortal Soul Ancestor, you show it to the master! If you can only become a Taoist by devouring the soul, I don't have a seed!"

After scolding a few words, Wu Chi's mood gradually calmed down.

The feeling of being unable to control myself just now still has some palpitations in retrospect! If it weren't for the last moment, when I remembered the sentence that the master asked me why I held the sword, I am afraid that I would have cut it down.

Thinking of Shizun, Wu Chi's heart was a little astringent.

No matter how many things he has experienced, no matter what kind of realm his strength has improved, the master who really makes him recognize from the bottom of his heart is still the old man of the Iron Sword Sect at the beginning.

"Although the iron sword is small, the sword bones are still there!"

continued to drink wine, although his mouth was ruthless, but in fact, Wu Chi knew very well that the trouble of the soul blood seal had not been solved!

Although I barely controlled it this time, it is difficult to say whether I can control it next time.

In half an hour at most, Heijiao has completely completed its transformation and its strength has recovered to its peak!

The wounds that were blasted out under the Heavenly Tribulation before were basically completely healed.

A long roar came out of the sky, and the black Jiao rose into the air and flew around the Poison Dragon Pond before it fell again and landed beside Wu Chi.

"Brother Black, so majestic!"

Grabbing the wine jar and smiling, Wu Chi said casually.

The wound on the leg has stopped bleeding, and although it hurts a little, it doesn't affect it much.

"Whew!"

With a dragon groan, Hei Jiao stretched out a paw and patted Wu Chi gently, and his eyes were even more focused on the wine jar in Wu Chi's hand.

"What, you want to drink too?"

Seeing what Hei Jiao meant, Wu Chi smiled and casually threw the wine jar to Hei Jiao.

"Black brother, don't waste it again this time. ”

Unlike before, this time it was a gentle inhalation, and all the wine in the wine jar entered Heijiao's stomach!

"Ahh

He sneezed, and seemed to dislike the spicy taste, but Heijiao didn't spit out the wine after all.

"Black brother, it looks like I'm really going to stay here anymore! You can see the situation this time, if I can't control myself next time, you can beat me up. ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Wu Chi spoke again.

As if thinking of something, Hei Jiao suddenly straightened up and pointed at the pool with his paws.

"Huh?"

Slightly stunned, Wu Chi immediately asked puzzledly, "You let me go with you to live at the bottom of the pool?" That's not good, I'll be drowned." ”

Diving into the bottom of the pool temporarily is naturally not a problem, but it is impossible to stay for a long time, although Wu Chi has understood the origin of water, but after all, he can't breathe in the water.

Shaking his head violently, Heijiao stubbornly continued to point to the pool.

This time, Wu Chi somewhat understood.

"Brother Black, you mean that there is a secret under the pool, let me go with you?"

Seeing that Wu Chi finally understood, Hei Jiao suddenly nodded.

His spirit was suddenly lifted, and Wu Chi immediately got up, "Okay! Brother Hei, I'll go with you!"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Hei Jiao suddenly plunged headlong into the pool.

Without any hesitation, Wu Chi immediately jumped in and dived towards the bottom of the pool.

This pool of water is nearly a thousand meters deep, which is an unbelievable thing in itself, Wu Chi has also been puzzled, but because the black Jiao was at the bottom of the pool before, he couldn't check it! Now the black Jiao pulled him down to the bottom of the pool, but it made him more and more curious.

In a moment, Wu Chi had already dived to the bottom of the pool again with the black Jiao.

Every time he came here before, the black Jiao would be alarmed and pounced out, Wu Chi naturally had no way to observe everything around him, but now without the black Jiao's obstruction, Wu Chi arrived at the bottom of the pool, and then carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

But this look made Wu Chi's heart flood with monstrous waves!

There is no bottom!

Originally, he thought that this was already the bottom of the waterhole, but when it really fell, he suddenly found that after the place where the black Jiao used to lie down, he could still dive, and he couldn't see the bottom at all.

It's terrifying, isn't it?

It's just a pool, nearly a thousand meters deep is already incredible, and now I find that this is still not the bottom of the pool.

However, this is not the most terrifying thing for Wu Chi!

Soon, he felt a pure aura, which was even cleaner and purer than the aura he had absorbed in the Spirit Crystal Lake!

At this moment, Wu Chi really understood why Heijiao had been lurking at the bottom of the pond before, and was able to miraculously complete the transformation of Jiao.

This pure aura is the key to its transformation.

Before, as soon as he sneaked into the bottom of the pool, he would be expelled, and that was because Heijiao regarded this place as a treasure place for its cultivation, and forbade any existence to approach.

Now it has successfully turned into a Jiao, and because of what happened just now, it has completely recognized Wu Chi, which brought Wu Chi here.

Thinking of this, Wu Chi couldn't help but perk up!

Sure enough, good people have good rewards!

If you just killed the Black Jiao, you will never find this place.

Although Wu Chi had now reached the peak of the Dao platform, such a pure aura was still useful to him! If he could cultivate here, then the grasp of enlightenment would also be a little more accurate.

Hei Jiaoke didn't know Wu Chi's thoughts, and after seeing Wu Chi stop, he stretched out his paw and dragged Wu Chi, and continued to point to a deeper place.

Although he couldn't speak underwater, Wu Chi still understood Heijiao's meaning.

Is it going to go on with him?

After a slight hesitation, Wu Chi was about to continue diving, but he was just about to move when he was dragged by the black jiao.

Shaking his head, Heijiao shook his tail very hard and gestured for a long time.

Wu Chi vaguely understood that Heijiao was letting himself go to its back.

Curious in his heart, Wu Chi finally fell on Hei Jiao's body according to its meaning, but Hei Jiao still refused to move, still gesturing with his paws.

After thinking about it, Wu Chi walked forward again, reached to Hei Jiao's head, and reached out to grab Hei Jiao's dragon horns.

Hei Jiao quieted down at this time, but before Wu Chi could figure out what was going on, Hei Jiao's body suddenly accelerated and rushed towards a deeper place in the pool.

Suddenly accelerating, even Wu Chi couldn't help but feel a burst of pressure, firmly grasping the dragon horn of the black Jiao, and only then did he stabilize his figure.

Between the whistling, Wu Chi suddenly felt a terrifying sense of oppression, his vision was a little blurred, and he couldn't even see the surroundings clearly, as if the space was chaotic.