Looking at Luo Qingxuan's eyes, Jiang Qingwan couldn't help but be slightly stunned, her eyes couldn't help but fall on Yiming Zhenren's body, her eyes were wide open, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qingwan couldn't help frowning slightly.

Yiming Zhenren's expression seemed to be very tired, his face was a little pale, the robe on his body was also wrinkled, and his eyes were also bloodshot, and the whole person looked very haggard.

"It's just that when I lived to the end of my life, I did something that I regretted, and I hesitated when he said the conditions just now.... I really want to sacrifice you two to satisfy my own selfish desires. ”

Yiming Zhenren looked at Jiang Qingwan and Luo Qingxuan, his eyes full of apologetic looks.

Luo Qingxuan and Jiang Qingwan heard Yiming Zhenren's words, and after looking at each other, they could see the helplessness and helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Who is not a saint or a sage? If you think about it, I think I'll hesitate too. ”

Jiang Qingwan looked at Yiming Zhenren and said slowly.

Hearing Jiang Qingwan's words, Yiming Zhenren was slightly stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face, and then looked at Jiang Qingwan and said, "Don't you really blame me?" "

Jiang Qingwan shook her head slightly, chuckled and said, "How could it be, if it weren't for you, the two of us would have been taken away by now." "

When Yiming Zhenren heard this, a relaxed expression appeared on his face, and he exhaled softly and said, "Thank you for thinking so." "

As soon as the words fell, I saw that Yiming Zhenren's soul was getting weaker and weaker, and his figure gradually became blurred, and at the moment when his soul was about to disappear, the sword that Jiang Qingwan had just pulled out quickly approached Yiming's real soul.

The sword was reluctant to rub the soul of Yiming Zhenren, looking reluctant, rubbing gently like a puppy, Yiming Zhenren couldn't help but cry and laugh when he saw this scene.

Yi Ming Zhenren reached out and stroked the sword, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and his palm gently stroked the edge of the scabbard.

"This sword has followed me for thousands of years, but I have not forced it to recognize its master, and it has always been by my side."

Yiming Zhenren muttered, "You can help me take care of this sword in the future..."

After that, Yiming Zhenren's soul gradually scattered, turning into countless stars in the air.

Jiang Qingwan looked at the countless stars scattered in the air, and couldn't help but look sluggish.

This...... It's just gone?

Jiang Qingwan looked at the incomplete souls of Yiming Zhenren blankly, and she couldn't react for a while, she looked at Yiming Zhenren's souls dissipating in the air, her head was dazed, and she didn't know what to do.

The sword also let out a low groan at this time, as if bidding farewell to Yiming Zhenren, and a powerful soul fluctuation was released from the sword.

"Buzz!"

The sword body suddenly burst out with a thousand rays of light, and the light was brilliant and dazzling.

Golden runes emerged from the sword, and the sword became bigger and bigger surrounded by these runes.

The sword body grew taller and higher, levitating in the air, making a buzzing sound.

Jiang Qingwan looked at the long sword that was constantly spinning in the air, feeling the soul fluctuations transmitted from the sword, Jiang Qingwan felt that the beating of her heart couldn't help but speed up a little.

Even the remnant swords that fell to the ground flew up one after another, hovering around Jiang Qingwan, making a buzzing sound, and the sword body emitted white light one after another.

"Boom!"

The sword in the air suddenly shook violently, and a powerful momentum burst out from the sword, sweeping in all directions, blasting the ground apart, and huge cracks spread out in all directions.

"It's ......"

Jiang Qingwan raised her eyes to look at the long sword in the air, her eyes widened, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

The momentum emanating from the long sword was many times more terrifying than just now, and even made Jiang Qingwan feel suffocated.

At the same time as the long sword exuded momentum, a huge coercion attacked Jiang Qingwan violently, and Jiang Qingwan's figure took a step back uncontrollably, almost falling to the ground.

"Qingwan!" Luo Qingxuan hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Jiang Qingwan.

Jiang Qingwan raised her eyes and glanced at Luo Qingxuan, shook her head and said, "I'm fine!" "

Seeing Jiang Qingwan's insistence, Luo Qingxuan let go of his hand.

At this moment, the long sword let out a sharp and piercing buzzing sound, and the light emitted from the surface of the long sword was even more light than before, but after a few flickering, it finally fell to the ground.

It's as if you've exhausted all your strength.

Jiang Qingwan and Luo Qingxuan looked at the sword with complicated expressions, although Yiming Zhenren said that this sword had not been held back by him for thousands of years, but it could also be seen that the relationship between the two was even closer than after recognizing the master.

If it weren't for his last entrustment, Jiang Qingwan was very sure that this sword would destroy itself.

Jiang Qingwan carefully put away the sword, it also lost the agility it saw at the beginning, and it was lifeless as if it was a delicate ordinary sword.

Jiang Qingwan carefully helped Luo Qingxuan up, thinking that he had made such a big move just now, it should also attract the attention of the demon clan.

Now it's better to take the opportunity to escape quickly, and besides, his current state can't be delayed.

The two of them trembled step by step towards the outside of the fairy and demon cemetery.

At this moment, the sword mountain pile that had been inserting two swords just now also slowly loosened at this time, and countless swords slowly fell down from the mountain pile, making a loud rumbling sound, and a corner of the sword mountain collapsed, revealing a dark hole.

Jiang Qingwan and Luo Qingxuan didn't notice the changes behind them at all, and thought it was just an ordinary collapse.

Intently looking at his feet, he was walking outside.

Who knew that the other sword that had not been pulled out was also stained with Jiang Qingwan's blood, and at this time, it slowly trembled, and purple light came out from above, making a buzzing sound.

"Buzz Buzz ......"

The sword made a burst of sword sounds, as if it had been summoned by something.

"Buzz ......"

The sword was shaking.

Jiang Qingwan's eyebrows furrowed, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"What's that sound?" Jiang Qingwan looked at Luo Qingxuan.

Luo Qingxuan's face became solemn, and he said, "It seems to be ...... It's ......"

Just after Luo Qingxuan said the word 'yes', a burst of dazzling white light suddenly erupted from the top of Sword Mountain, illuminating the area, and clouds of black mist diffused from Sword Mountain, rolling in the air.

Black smoke enveloped the entire Sword Mountain, and the Sword Mountain kept shaking in the black smoke, and a powerful suction force erupted from the black smoke.