Time passed imperceptibly, and an hour had passed.

In front of a spirit soldier, Mo Yun stopped, staring at the sword-shaped phantom rising above the spirit soldier! The invisible pressure spread in all directions, and between the faint purple light, there was a spiritual energy constantly infused into the phantom.

A faint coercion oppressed his soul and forced him to leave. There was no expression on his face, only a sneer.

The spirit soldier still didn't move, but the sword shadow above suddenly bloomed with light, and the oppression instantly increased. Mo Yun's feet moved slightly, his body approached the spirit soldier, and the true power of the red golden sword around his body surged, protecting the vital points of his whole body. On the palms, it is even more crazy to condense the aura between heaven and earth, exuding a breathtaking atmosphere.

Feeling his own crisis, the spirit soldier couldn't hold back any longer, buzzed and vibrate, and the sword shadow instantly slashed down.

"Hmph~!" He understood that these spirit soldiers had already developed spiritual intelligence and were unwilling to be controlled. If it can't be suppressed with great strength, the spirit soldiers will not surrender at all. Therefore, as soon as he struck, he no longer kept it, and poured all his strength.

The spirit soldier was forged from various rare metals, and the material was extremely hard, and with his strength comparable to that of a beginner-level sword king, it was impossible to cause damage to it at all. Without any worries, the Great Array of Qi Sea in his body was established, and a huge nebula vortex was running rapidly, and the endless sword true power sprayed thin, enveloping him like a god.

As soon as his mind moved, the Frost Desolation Sword had already appeared in his hand, and he shouted: "Break it for me!" A powerful blow was slashed out in an instant, and there was also a sword shadow condensed, and the sword shadow of the spirit soldier slashed.

"Not good!" he whispered, his figure retreating. When he looked at the spirit soldier again, his expression was extremely solemn. Ahead, the crimson golden sword shadow condensed by Mo Yun was slowly dissipating. The shadow of the Spirit Soldier Sword only dimmed a little, and continued to fall.

This is the gap between the true power of the sword and the spiritual power of the sword! Crossing the sword master to step into the sword king, the power in the body is sublimated, the true power of the sword is advanced, and it is transformed into the spiritual power of the sword! The power contained in it is several times stronger than that of the sword master, this is the essential gap!

"Haha~! It's a good time!" He laughed, and swung the Frost Desolation Sword again, crushing the sword shadow with one blow, and his feet did not stop, sweeping towards the spirit soldier itself. The left hand was wrapped in red golden light, and he grabbed the spirit soldier fiercely. At this moment, he used all the strength of his body to suppress it in his hands.

The spirit soldier suddenly shot up from the ground and slashed at his arm.

"Whew!" the hot blood stained the red shirt and dripped to the ground. Mo Yun's heart was awe-inspiring, and he didn't dare to be careless. You must know that his body, tempered by the sharp qi in the Wujian Cave, has reached the peak of mortal soldiers, even if it is a low-grade real soldier, he dares to resist a few moves, but in front of the spirit soldier, it is like paper paste and vulnerable.

The true power of the sword surged, healing the wound. In the body, there was a fierce sword spiritual power running around, and where it passed, the meridians were stretched out and bulging, and it was almost unbearable.

"Hmph~!" his body paused slightly, and he drank lowly, "Qi Sea Great Array, refine everything for me!"

All the sea of qi immediately moved, connected by golden threads that enveloped them instantly. Under the torrent of rolling power, even the sword spiritual power could not turn over the waves, and it was refined in an instant.

Looking at the spirit soldier again, Mo Yun's expression cooled. Under the gaze of his cold gaze, the sword-shaped spirit soldier fell silent, but it was still arrogant and fierce, refusing to bow its head.

The black eyes rose with a strong fighting intent, and at this moment, he regarded it as a real opponent. To fight is to go all out.

"Since you dare to hurt me, you must have the consciousness of being suppressed! Spirit soldiers, you must not resist, surrender and tremble under my strength! I will use all my strength to suppress you fiercely! I want you to know that following me is the wisest choice! Now, take it!"

The spirit soldiers float up and down, showing angry emotions.

Mo Yun ignored it, the Frost Desolate Sword was raised, and the indifferent words spit out word by word: "Sword Technique, Ling Tian Sword Marks!"

At the beginning of the battle, he took out the most powerful strength, and what Mo Yun did was to suppress this spirit soldier in one fell swoop with his unparalleled strength.

The huge spiritual pressure was condensed, but it was hidden and not revealed, wrapped in the Frost Desolation Sword. In the flash of lightning, a swift sword had already fallen. The spirit soldiers were also undaunted, and brazenly met this unparalleled blow.

"Bell!"

The powerful spirit soldier only froze for a moment before throwing backwards. It swirled, finally piercing deep into the wall. Being hit by Ling Tian's sword marks, the spirit soldier's aura was lost, and the entire sword body became dim, and the runes on it were also hidden.

Mo Yun slowly approached, picked up the spirit soldier, and then carefully observed the spirit soldier. On the long and narrow sword body, a blue and white cold light flashed, and on the hilt of the sword, several spirit stones were inlaid, constantly revealing a faint aura.

The spirit stone, which contains a strong spiritual energy, can not only be used for cultivation, but also the currency circulating in the Sword Luo Continent. If you want to buy elixir, sword skills or sword weapons, you need to use spirit stones.

But there is no doubt that spirit stones are very rare! Even Mo Yun has never seen them! For masters below the Sword King, cultivating with spirit stones is too luxurious. The energy contained in a spirit stone is that even a ninth-order swordsman has to be exploded. Their bodies have not experienced the baptism of thunder, and they are still very weak, unable to contain that majestic energy.

Lower-level spirit soldier, slashing the moon blade! As soon as his mind moved, he understood the name of the spirit soldier! He didn't have too much excitement, although this spirit soldier was good, it was not the type he wanted, what he wanted was a spirit soldier who could kill people!

Although the Moon Slashing Blade's aura was fierce, it didn't condense too much murderous aura! Putting away the Moon Slashing Blade, Mo Yun continued to walk inward, hoping to obtain a spirit soldier that suited him! With the experience of suppressing the Spirit Soldier once, it would be much easier to subdue the other Spirit Soldiers.

Walking out of Baizhang, his body shivered involuntarily. This cold breath filled the air. In the face of the cold aura, he felt great danger.

Mo Yun cautiously approached, and soon found the spirit soldier exuding a strong bloody aura in front of him! Around it, there was a blood-red mist, and the pungent bloody aura was constantly coming. The cold aura I felt just now was actually the murderous aura released by the spirit soldier in front of me!

I don't know how many enemies this spirit soldier has killed before it can form this almost substantive evil aura. Mo Yun was instantly ecstatic and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha~!This is the spirit soldier I want!"

"Whether you want it or not, I will take you away! Follow me, you can drink the blood of the enemy! All strong enemies, tremble and surrender! Give you two choices, follow me, or bury here!"

The spirit soldier trembled slightly, exuding a wave of consciousness: "Seven evil ............! I surrender...... Is...... Defeat...... I~!"

"Hmph, I've known this for a long time!" Mo Yun was not surprised. Every spirit soldier has its own arrogance, and it will not surrender easily! Only the strength to make them surrender is the magic weapon to subdue them!

The aura of the Seven Evil Swords did not converge, and it exploded in an instant, and in the surrounding air, the bloody aura that was so thick that it could not be dissolved kept churning, condensing into a blood-colored figure!

A ferocious bloody aura spread out of the passage, and the spirit soldiers in the distance trembled with fear, and expressed their surrender one after another. Mo Yun couldn't see the expression on his face, but his heart was extremely solemn, and he didn't dare to be careless. The aura of the Seven Evil Swords is several times stronger than the Moon Slashing Blade! Among the lower-level spirit soldiers, the Seven Evil Swords definitely have a great reputation. I'm afraid that it will not be inferior to an average mid-level spirit soldier!

"As you wish, I will definitely subdue you!" Mo Yun said in a solemn and serious tone. The Moon Slashing Blade that had just been subdued appeared in his hand, and he actually trembled uncontrollably. It was scared, and he understood. In front of the Seven Evil Swords, the Moon Slashing Blade couldn't afford to fight at all.

Looking at the embarrassed Moon Slashing Blade in his hand, he scolded coldly: "What a waste!

Being scolded by Mo Yun, the Moon Slashing Blade quieted down, refusing to release his breath. He couldn't help but be disappointed that the first spirit soldier he had obtained was actually just a coward!

"Such a waste, don't do it!" he let out a low cry and threw it out with one hand.

"Whew~!" The Moon Slash blade slammed into the wall, and the hilt disappeared, only a small round hole with cracks scattered to indicate its presence. Mo Yun stroked the Frost Desolation Sword and whispered, "The opponent is a spirit soldier, you won't be afraid, right?"

Since following him, the Frost Desolation Sword has defeated many enemy opponents. As powerful as Julie Xue Qi, he also hated under the Frost Desolation Sword, and the upper-level true soldiers were gradually unable to keep up with him. In the future, his enemies will only become stronger and stronger, the Sword King Sword Monarch, and even stronger, a sword weapon in his hand can better show his strength!

"Hum~!" The Frost Desolation Sword erupted with a strong light, responding to Mo Yun.

"Sword Technique, Flying Dragon Technique!" He understood that the Seven Evil Swords were very powerful, and if he wanted to win with one blow, it was basically impossible, it was just a waste of power.

The Flying Dragon Technique is a true rank sword technique, and at this moment, under the power of his sixth-order swordsman, it is even more powerful. A dragon phantom more than ten zhang long was hovering above his head, and a coercion permeated him, and he actually subdued the other spirit soldiers one by one, not daring to release his breath again.

There are only seven evil swords, the ferocity is still the same, within a hundred meters, the blood mist is filled, the bloody aura is in the nose, and the indifferent killing machine instantly envelops him.

It wasn't until this intense killing force came to his body that he knew that he had underestimated the Seven Evil Sword! The body of the Seven Evil Sword was rising and falling in the distance, and the pitch-black sword body flashed with blood-colored supernatural runes, strange and bloodthirsty.

In the blood mist, a black shadow was faster than lightning, and in an instant, it approached the Divine Dragon Phantom. The black shadow raised his hand and slashed a sword, hitting the dragon shadow seven inches.

"Aang!"

Mo Yun had his own will infused into the Flying Dragon Technique, making the dragon shadow seem to have wisdom, looking up to the sky and roaring, and slapping it fiercely. The black shadow only took half a step back, and then stopped in the air, his eyes flashed with a rich blood light, and his bloodthirsty eyes fell on Mo Yun.

The black shadow's movements suddenly accelerated, and he swung his sword again, and the dragon shadow roared unwillingly, dissipating into the air. The crimson-gold sharp qi was suppressed by the blood qi, enveloping Mo Yun's body within a zhang.

Seeing that his sword skills were easily defeated, he was not half frustrated, and in his eyes, the battle spirit became more and more high!

It is worthy of the spirit soldier I fancie, it is really powerful! He was secretly delighted. Only such a spirit soldier can suit his own strength and allow himself to exert stronger strength.

He looked at the Seven Evils and made no secret of his greed and affection. At the bottom of my heart, a strong thought was born, lingering: I want to hold the Seven Evils in my hands and defeat all opponents!

"Haha, Seven Evil Swords, don't resist! Surrender to me!" Mo Yun was arrogant, laughing wildly in all directions, and confiding in his words full of pride.