"Leaning on the Demon Sword! It's finally coming out again!" the Tiger Soul's voice trembled.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A rumbling sound sounded, and I saw that in mid-air, thunder and lightning ignited from all sides and slashed up fiercely. These thunderbolts were all resting elements in the spirit zone, and they were summoned, and they blasted towards the imperial spiritual breath fiercely. In the roar, the resting elements in the spirit area all rushed up, and then condensed in the group of imperial spiritual breath. When the Emperor's Spiritual Breath is activated, it has a stronger spiritual energy than ordinary Spiritual Breath. In other words, if you want to condense the Imperial Aura in the activated state into a normal phase, you need to pay a stronger price.

The burst of Imperial Spiritual Breath that shot out in mid-air was in a state of fanatical activation, and it kept surging in all directions.

And every now and then, strong thunder and lightning struck.

Bang!

After the roar, the Emperor's Spiritual Breath, which was still in a state of fanatical activation, was once again bombarded back. Resting elements poured up, and the structure of the Emperor's Breath was neutralized, moving from a fanatically excited state to a normal phase. But the Spirit King's Spiritual Breath was very large, colliding with the resting molecules, and was in a kind of pulling battle.

The Emperor's Breath erupted in a frenzied state of excitement and was sent out in all directions.

But often at this time, a strong resting molecule blasts in.

Bang!

The frenzied Emperor's Breath was neutralized, and thus quickly condensed.

In mid-air, the spiritual breath rolled, and thunder and lightning roared.

In that strong roar, in the bright light, the demon-leaning sword gradually appeared, the whole body was silver-white, the sword was sharp, and the two sides of the sword body were entangled with the green dragon and the white tiger respectively, in the vast wilderness, the strong spiritual breath rolled out, which made the demon-leaning sword become illusory.

"Leaning on the Demon Sword!"

The voice of the tiger soul trembled.

But at the same time, he also knew that although the Demon Sword had been refined, it was only on the surface, and under the outline of the sword, there was still a restless and restless excited state of Emperor Spiritual Breath, if it weren't for the bursts of resting molecules around it, the Demon Relying Sword would definitely not be able to condense out in a short period of time, once it left the spirit area, I was afraid that the fanatical Imperial Spiritual Breath would dissipate!

The tiger's soul moved.

"Ah......h

Xiao Ming became anxious for a while, because at that moment, the tiger soul actually broke through the next door of the soul and entered the soul interval.

A strong burst of vertigo.

The next moment, Xiao Ming's eyes turned blood-red.

The Tiger Soul took advantage of Xiao Ming's weakness to occupy his body. Xiao Ming shouted anxiously, but the Tiger Soul ignored Xiao Ming, and after occupying his soul, he slashed towards the Demon Sword in mid-air.

"The tiger soul dances and sings, a hundred miles of sorrow, thousands of miles of blood and crazy swords, only my blood is blue and leans on the magic sword!"

The tiger soul screamed excitedly.

In the next second, he moved, and a ghostly figure flashed up, and he reached out and grabbed the demon-leaning sword suddenly.

Bang!

A powerful resting element blasted in, and instead of dodging, the tiger soul suddenly raised the demon-leaning sword and roared: "The demon-leaning sword is here, and the mad blood is reborn!"

Bang!

There was a powerful roar.

At that moment, in the entire spirit area, all the resting elements boiled, quickly condensed, condensed into a powerful rest, and then slammed towards the demon-leaning sword.

Boom!

There was a roar, lightning flashed, and sword light rolled.

This powerful breath struck, almost emptying the entire spirit area. And the spiritual breath blasted into the Demon Sword, transmitting from the outside to the inside, and in less than a moment, the strong stillness filled the entire Demon Sword. The Demon Sword boiled, and in the body of the sword, all the fanatical and restless Spirit King Emperor's breath was condensed at this moment, turning into a normal phase physical object.

A strong stillness spreads through, shaping down from the tip of the sword.

When the thunderous light dissipated, only the Demon Leaning Sword was left in the sky.

"My Demon Sword!"

The tiger soul excitedly waved the Demon Sword and slashed fiercely. The silver light shone brightly, the blue ice breathed, and I saw the sky in front of me, and suddenly drew a red light. Hundreds of miles of sky were instantly condensed, and then they were fiercely split in half.

"Good...... Good...... My Demon Sword is back, but it's missing the aura......"

Tiger Soul's face turned painful.

Rows of tears flowed down his face: "Sword Soul, I'm sorry for you......"

At this moment, Xiao Ming, who was originally about to rush to the soul interval and then occupy the soul back, stopped, and he felt the guilt, pain, and remorse of the tiger soul. At that moment, there was a little heaviness in his heart.

"Today, no matter what, I'm going to resurrect you!"

Tiger Soul said excitedly.

There was a determined glint in his eyes.

At that moment, he bit his left finger fiercely, biting through the flesh of his handarm, he sucked hard, sucked out a mouthful of blood, and then squirted fiercely at the demon-leaning sword.

Smack!

There was a flash of sound, and the blood breath was stained on the Demon Sword.

Almost instantly, the demonic sword violently turned blood-red. The sword body was bright and blood-red, and up and down the sword body, a stream of spiritual breath was floating and floating. And at this moment, the tiger soul pinched the magic seal in his hand, secretly recited the magic trick, and suddenly, the emperor's spiritual breath in his body boiled, and he used his divine sense to drive the spiritual breath, surging towards his left finger, at that moment, he waved his finger and quickly carved it on the sword body. As his hand swiped rapidly, blood surged, carving spirit runes on the demonic sword.

In an instant, the blood-red spirit runes crawled all over the Demon Sword. The Emperor's Spiritual Breath was originally the foundation of soul refining.

And the tiger soul smeared the soul refining heart sutra on the demon sword, driving the spiritual breath, and the emperor's spiritual breath quickly ignited the soul refining heart sutra.

The tiger soul waved its spirit finger.

He kept carving on the demon-leaning sword, and with the stroke of the spiritual breath, the heart sutra carved by the tiger soul burned rapidly at this moment, and the blood-red heart sutra could not be burned into ashes, and fell out of the sword body, turning into a spiritual text. The tiger soul recited the "Emperor's Heart Sutra", which was carved from the ancient armor script, the Emperor's Heart Sutra was obscure and obscure, but it sounded, and then in the fluttering, it rushed towards the demon-leaning sword.

Disheveled!

The Demon Sword burned violently.

The Emperor's Spiritual Breath passed through the Emperor's Heart Sutra, and then burrowed into the demon-leaning sword.

Streams of burning talismans were pasted up.

The Emperor's Spiritual Breath quickly condensed, turning into blood, and then poured into the demon-leaning sword. Powerful energy erupted, and in the brilliant light, the snow-leaning demon sword let out a roar.

"Soul ......"

The tiger soul trembled violently.

His eyes were full of fanaticism, and his hand touched the hilt of the sword tattooed with the dragon plate, and the amount of breath condensed by the emperor's spiritual breath was unusually soft and moist. The Tiger Soul's divine sense seeped through the hilt, and he felt the soul fluctuation in the Demon Sword.

"Sword Soul, did you show up?"

The voice of the tiger soul trembled.

In ancient times, it was condensed by the emperor, and the demon-leaning sword he used was refined by him himself. For thousands of years, when he touched the demon-leaning sword wrapped around the dragon plate again, he had mixed feelings, excitement, excitement, pain, guilt, remorse, and so on......

"Sword Soul, have you been resurrected......

Tiger Soul struggled to suppress his emotions and asked tremblingly.

But there was no answer.

On the sword of leaning on the demon, there was a dead silence.

At this moment, Xiao Ming was also puzzled, he hurriedly used his divine sense to penetrate the Demon Sword, and what made him move was that in the Demon Sword, a soul that had been condensed was kneeling respectfully. Xiao Ming said: "The sword soul has been refined. ”

"Sword Soul, where are you ......"

The tiger soul kept asking, "Come out, I have resurrected you......"

The voice of the tiger soul trembled.

And Xiao Ming, who was in his body, couldn't help but say: "Tiger Soul, the soul of the Demon Sword has been refined, and it is worshipping you!"

"Haha......"

Suddenly, the tiger soul laughed fiercely, and laughed and laughed, and he cried, tears pouring out of his eyes. At that moment, Xiao Ming clearly felt the grief in his body, like a widow, or like a wife being separated, Xiao Ming shouted: "You don't cry less, the sword soul has been refined!" "It's not!"

The tiger soul fell in pain, knelt on one foot on the ground, and said in pain: "The sword soul will never be resurrected!"

Xiao Ming was shocked.

He reacted, at this moment, in the Demon Sword, the sword soul that respectfully worshipped was not a brother who was born and died with the tiger soul, but a soul that had just been refined. No wonder Tiger Soul is so grieving......

Syllable!

Xiao Ming felt the sound of a soul falling.

A wave of dizziness struck, and at that moment, Xiao Ming opened his eyes, and his soul once again occupied **. He touched the demon sword in his hand, and his face was a little excited.

"Leaning on the Demon Sword?"

Xiao Ming's eyes were full of excitement, leaning on the demon sword in his hand, what he was thinking about now was how to make this power burst out.

"Tiger Soul ......"

At that moment, Xiao Ming called out to the tiger soul, but what made him frown was that the tiger soul seemed to have fallen into the deep soul area and could no longer feel his spiritual breath.

Xiao Ming frowned, but he didn't think much about it.

"Get out of here first!" Xiao Ming moved, his body levitated, and he was about to leave from here, but when he flew up, he was blocked, he reached out to touch it, and felt a cold diaphragm.

At that moment, he frowned.

He pinched the magic seal in his hand, implied the magic trick, poured out the emperor's spiritual breath, and then slammed it with a fierce punch.

Boom!

There was a loud thud, and the diaphragm was slammed into it, but it was extremely strong. Then, Xiao Ming blasted out "Tongtian Jin" against the diaphragm again, and until the tenth strength, he couldn't blast through the diaphragm. He tried other martial arts, but he couldn't break through the diaphragm. At that moment, he was a little anxious.

A surge of spirit welled up in his hand.

Xiao Ming was shocked and looked down at the Demon Sword.

He felt the belligerence of that sword soul. Xiao Ming moved, then held the demon sword in his hand and slashed hard. With a bang, the diaphragm was smashed alive, Xiao Ming flew out excitedly, and his body shook violently, and disappeared in the next second.

Almost instantly, Xiao Ming appeared in a dense forest.

"Where is this?" Xiao Ming looked around suspiciously, but at this time, there was a cry from the front: "Brothers, we have entered Shenmu Village, and then everyone lives and dies together, and challenges together!"

"Shenmuzhuang?"

At that moment, a hint of challenge flashed in Xiao Ming's eyes: "Shenmu Village, the Seven Great Refining Holy Land of the Divine Temple!"