"Chu Qingxiao! Don't you dare! ”

Xiang An also realized at this time that Chu Qingxiao's drunkard did not mean to drink.

His face was shocked, and he hurriedly turned around at this time, wanting to stop Chu Qingxiao's actions.

But Chu Qingxiao had already expected that his other hand stretched out and made a sword finger shape, and the Loulan sword intent, which was known for its sharpness, poured out from his fingertips and went straight to Xiang An.

Xiang An's figure was stunned, and he had to stimulate the divine turbid water in his body, and conjure up a barrier in front of him to resist that sword intent.

Although Chu Xinghe's cultivation has progressed rapidly recently, his actual combat power is already comparable to that of the masters of the Six Realms, and even in the case of holding the Liaoyuan Divine Sword, he can also break his wrists with the powerhouses of the Seven Realms, but Rao is so, compared to Xiang An today, such combat power is not worth mentioning.

The Loulan sword intent he stimulated was completely dissolved after only touching the turbid water slightly.

But this made Xiang An's speed of turning around a little slower.

And this breath of time is enough for Chu Qingxiao.

At the moment when Xiang An activated the turbid water, his hand stretched out and firmly grasped the sword engraved with the ghost face on Xiang An's back.

Xiang An's face changed suddenly, he opened his mouth to say something, but before the words came out, Chu Qingxiao's hand holding the sword suddenly exerted force, pulled hard, and forcibly took the sword off Xiang An's back.

At the same time, he pointed his toes on the ground, his body parted backwards, and he distanced himself from Xiang An at the first time, so that Xiang An, who was trying to pursue, lost his goal.

"Chu Qingxiao! Give it back to me! ”

"That's my Ganquan Peak's ancestral sword! Inside are the heroic spirits of the Ganquan Peak of the past dynasties! ”

"If you snatch my ancestral sword and disturb the heroic spirit in the sword, you are an enemy of me, and while I still miss the old feelings, hurry up and return it to me!"

Xiang An roared loudly, the expression in his eyes was almost crazy.

"Heroic Spirit? I think it's an evil spirit entrenched in it, and I can't see the light! Chu Qingxiao didn't care, he glanced at Xiang An coldly, then lowered his head, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, took a deep breath, and was about to pull out the Shenquan sword.

From Xiang An's description and the experience relayed by Lu Qi that day, it is not difficult for Chu Qingxiao to guess that everything that is happening in Ganquan Peak now is behind this Shenquan Sword.

He thought that he would not be the opponent of Xiang An, who was possessed by the power of desolation, and could only start with this Shenquan Sword in line with the principle of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, if he could seal the evil spirit in the sword, he might be able to turn himself and Lu Sandao into safety.

With such thoughts, Chu Qingxiao did not hesitate, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was about to exert force.

Seeing this, Xiang An's face suddenly changed greatly, and he stepped forward quickly, wanting to stop Chu Qingxiao.

But Lu Sandao behind him had already understood his intentions, and he saw Lu Sandao's toes on the ground, and his figure dragged the afterimage to Xiang An's back at an astonishing speed.

Xiang An noticed this, his brows furrowed, and his face showed a violent look.

His fists were clenched, and there was turbid water gushing out from under his shirt again, circling and converging, turning into two water dragons to meet Lu Sandao.

But perhaps because of the loss of the Divine Spring Sword, the divine turbid water inspired by Xiang An this time was obviously not as majestic as Fang Cai.

The twin knives in Lu Sandao's hands lit up with a snow-white cold light, cutting off the two black dragons, and at the same time, his body continued to move forward, attacking Xiang An.

Xiang An had to stop, turned around and summoned more divine turbid water again, and fought with Lu Sandao.

Chu Qingxiao knew that although Xiang An's combat power was weakened at the moment, with the strange and terrifying characteristics of the Divine Turbid Water, Lu Sandao would never be able to hold the other party for too long.

He exerted force in his arm, trying to pull the blade out.

But the Shenquan Sword seemed to be embedded in the scabbard, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make it shake for half a minute.

On the other hand, Xiang An also seemed to realize that if he didn't solve Lu Sandao, he would not be able to get out to deal with Chu Qingxiao, so he simply turned around and fought with Lu Sandao with all his might.

After all, he possessed such a terrifying means as Divine Turbid Water.

Even though Lu Sandao's cultivation was extraordinary, it was still difficult to deal with, and he was defeated and retreated under Xiang An's offensive for a while.

"Xiao Qingxiao!"

"If you don't think about it, my sister and I won't be able to hold on!"

Lu Sandao crossed his two knives in front of his chest, resisting a snake turned into a divine turbid water.

Although she defused the attack, her face suddenly turned pale, and her body retreated a few steps.

Before she could catch her breath, several black dragons transformed by divine turbid water appeared again behind Xiang An in front of her.

In the face of such a surging offensive, Lu Sandao also knew that he couldn't hold on for too long, so he could only turn his head and yell at Chu Qingxiao.

Chu Qingxiao, who heard this, didn't look at Lu Sandao.

It's not that he doesn't care about Lu Sandao's situation, it's just that he understands that instead of spending time focusing on things that he can't change, what he should do is to use all means to pull out the sword in his hand.

Thinking of this, his heart sank.

Once again, he urged the power of his whole body, and even inspired a little Candle Yin God blood aura to be wrapped in that power.

This is not that Chu Qingxiao is in a hurry to go to the doctor.

He already knew that the Shenquan Sword in his hand was inextricably linked to the desolate power in Xiang An's body.

And the aura of the ancient gods is undoubtedly the most restrained of these things related to the gods.

Whether it is dealing with the desolation in Luer Mountain, or helping Lu Qi solve the hidden dangers in his body, this is well confirmed.

And with the influx of the aura of the ancient gods, the sword body that had not moved at all before had faintly shown signs of loosening at that time.

Chu Qingxiao, who felt this, was overjoyed, and once again stimulated a little of the ancient god aura in his body, and wanted to pull out this divine spring sword in one go.

Zheng!

With a soft sound.

The Shenquan Sword was pulled out by Chu Qingxiao by an inch.

Chu Qingxiao looked down, wanting to see the situation in the Shenquan Sword.

But at that time, in the gap between the scabbard and the blade, there were black pus gushing out.

Those pus seemed to be alive, and they began to spread at that time, and in the blink of an eye, they covered Chu Qingxiao's palm, and then continued to surge along his arm.

Chu Xinghe's body trembled at that moment, and he wanted to let go of his hand and break free from the erosion of those divine turbid waters.

But at this moment, the Shenquan Sword, which Fang couldn't pull out, seemed to be stuck to Chu Qingxiao's hand, and even though Chu Qingxiao used all his strength, he couldn't throw it out.

He could only watch as the turbid water gushing out of the scabbard spread, from his palm to his arm, and then from his arm to his shoulder.

And with the spread of some divine turbid water, Chu Qingxiao felt a powerful will rush into his mind.

"Surrender to me!"

"I'll give you everything you want!"

Accompanied by a deep voice sounded in Chu Qingxiao's mind.

The voice kept echoing, as if a powerful bewitching meaning, Chu Qingxiao's mind was almost lost, but fortunately he realized the mistake in time, and as soon as he wanted the tip of his tongue, he relied on the severe pain to make himself temporarily regain his clarity.

But this is only a palliative, not a cure.

The turbid water gushing out of the Divine Spring Sword was still spreading, and it had already crossed Chu Qingxiao's shoulders and reached its neck, and it was constantly spreading, almost touching his jaw.

And with the spread of the turbid water, the will that poured into Chu Qingxiao's body became more and more powerful, and it continued to impact Chu Qingxiao's mind, trying to make Chu Qingxiao succumb to the constant sounding voice.

"Humph!"

"I warned you not to touch the ancestral sword of Ganquan Peak."

"This kind of sacred thing is inhabited by the virtuous."

"If you don't deserve him, you will naturally be eaten by him." At this time, Xiang An summoned a black dragon, knocked Lu Sandao back several zhang, and directly hit the door of the main hall, and at the same time, the dragon's body turned into a puddle of slime, fixing Lu Sandao's body in that place.

Although Lu Sandao struggled desperately, it was difficult to break free in a short period of time.

And after solving the trouble of Lu Sandao, Xiang An finally had the leisure to pay attention to Chu Qingxiao.

Seeing Chu Qingxiao's appearance, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and he said with a bit of pride.

At this moment, Chu Qingxiao obviously had no intention of Xiang An's mockery, his back arched, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the turbid water that spread out of the Shenquan Sword had already come to his cheeks.

It seemed that his figure would soon be completely encased in it.

"It's good! Since Qingxiao, you are so ignorant, let the heroic spirit in the ancestral sword take a good look at you. ”

"When the time comes, you will understand that everything I did was right." Xiang An looked at this scene and said with a crazy look in his eyes.

Chu Qingxiao was naturally not stupid enough to believe in the existence of the so-called Heroic Spirit.

He probably understood that once he was swallowed by this divine turbid water, his physical body would become a puppet to please Xiang An, just like Zhou Sheng's group, and his own will would also be used as nourishment for the evil spirits in this divine spring sword.

But he tried hard to keep his mind, but the will that poured into his mind was stronger than one breath, and under the influence of one another, Chu Qingxiao's defeat seemed to have become a sure thing.

"Chu Qingxiao, you are to blame for all this!" At this time, Xiang An had already walked to Chu Qingxiao, he put his hands behind his back, looked at Chu Qingxiao and said.

Chu Qingxiao glanced up at him with difficulty, but his almost collapsed mind made it difficult for him to say half a word again.

And those turbid waters had already overflowed Chu Qingxiao's cheeks at this moment, and came to his eyes, as if he only needed more than ten more breaths, he would completely swallow Chu Qingxiao.

Even Chu Qingxiao himself secretly felt that he was afraid that he would be more than lucky.

But at the moment when his mind was about to be lost, in his spiritual mansion, the third bronze pillar suddenly trembled, and immediately a terrifying will poured out of his body, and the turbid water that permeated his body began to fade like a tide under that terrifying will.

At the same time, a pair of purple eyes opened behind him.

A cold, angry voice suddenly sounded.

"I am the god of the twilight moon and the black light."

"Where is the yin thing, dare to disturb my lord!?"