"Buzz."

Yun Huang held his hands on the hilt of the sword of the past life, the hilt of the sword was cold, as if he wanted Yun Huang to let go of himself, but Yun Huang not only did not let go, but held it tighter and tighter.

The corners of her lips curled, and pink light waved out of her hand, and in just an instant, layers of cold ice froze from her hand!

The icing sound of "stinging, stinging, stinging" sounded, and the sword of the past was originally firmly inserted into the shell of the old turtle, but after that layer of ice condensed, the sword body actually began to shake.

"If you can't come down yet, then don't blame me!"

Yun Huang sneered and let go of one hand, the sword of the past originally wanted to take this opportunity to throw Yun Huang out, but she also held it firmly with one hand.

The thicker and larger layer of ice slowly froze the Sword of the Dead, and the Sword shook violently, and a piercing sound sounded.

The sound was like a tsunami, and it was like the roar of a collapsed person, and even Hua Le, Hua Chang and others couldn't help but cover their ears.

The Sword of the Past Life has been at the bottom of the sea for thousands of years, and there is too much evil aura on his body, if it weren't for Yun Huang's cultivation of ice magic, he would have been frozen when he first held the Sword of the Past Life.

On the contrary, Yun Huang not only didn't have the slightest problem, but even faintly restrained the Death Sword, making it angry and let out a sharp chirp.

"The finishing touch, the power of the five senses, give me a seal!"

Yunhuang's red lips moved slightly, and the finishing touch turned quickly, and in just one moment, everyone's five senses were sealed.

The old turtle looked at the cloud phoenix on the turtle shell, a little trance, and a little shocked.

It can seal people's five senses, and it is the power of devouring!

This girl can not only awaken the king, but also seal the senses of all living things.

It must be that she is right.

The old turtle was faintly excited, staring at Yunhuang with a pair of old eyes, and then staring at the sword of the dead, a little nervous.

Yun Huang is competing with the Sword of the Dead, and whoever loses the battle will lose.

"See what else you can do, come down for me!"

Yun Huang hooked the corners of his lips, his hands were forced, and the sword shook wildly, this time, as if knowing that the shouting would not work, it began to swing little by little from the tail of the sword.

A faint voice came out, and everyone only felt a little dizzy in front of them, and their consciousness was a little chaotic.

"Master be careful, this sword actually has spiritual power, it is bewitching people."

Xiaobai exclaimed, but Yun Huang smiled, becoming more and more interested in the Sword of the Dead.

A sword also has spiritual power, how can she miss such a good thing.

"Master, since it still doesn't give up, you quickly use your spiritual power to teach it a lesson, the master's spiritual power is the strongest."

The grass hid in the space, the leaves on its head shaking wildly, and the voice was excited.

Yun Huang nodded, and the purple light in his eyes was even worse, and a powerful light emanated, as if countless hands were binding the sword of the dead.

"I want to see if you can't get down!"

Yun Huang snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, the old turtle couldn't help but stumble twice, because the sword seemed to know that he was in danger, and he actually wanted to escape with the old turtle.

"Do you think you've run away, come down obediently, or I'll smash your sword, bend your hilt, draw your sword spirit, and turn you into a waste sword."

Yun Huang's hand was a little harder, and the blade of the Death Sword actually moved a point from the turtle shell.

Immediately afterwards, the arc became larger and larger, and under the gaze of everyone, the sword of the past was actually pulled out!

The blinding white light flashed, and people couldn't help but close their eyes wherever they passed.

The moment the sword was pulled out of the turtle's shell, the old turtle hurriedly dragged his heavy body away from Yun Huang.

"Be careful, master."

Qilin exclaimed in surprise, only to see the sword of the past with a thick black gas stabbing towards Yun Huang, Yun Huang squinted, did not retreat but advanced, pulled out the whip from the space, and whipped towards the sword of the past life.

With a sound of "Zheng", the sword was slammed, and it was like a person, dragging the sword body to carefully look at the whip in Yun Huang's hand, and moved a step forward.

Then, I don't know what I thought, the sword shuddered fiercely, and under the gaze of everyone, he turned his head and ran.

Old Turtle: ......

What's wrong with this sword of the dead, it is a fierce sword, but at this time in front of Yun Huang, it looks so cowardly.

"Where to run."

Yun Huang flung the whip over again, directly wrapped up the blade of the Death Sword, and dragged it forward to him.

The sword of the past retreated desperately, as if the whip was burning, and he trembled.

"Don't, don't roll me, let me go."

Suddenly, a black figure flew out of the sword of the dead, and the sword fell to the ground, but the black shadow was caught by the whip.

Hua Le's eyes widened, staring at what was wrapped around the whip, and swallowed.

Mother, the sword spirit of the sword of the past is really a fierce spirit, such a fierce appearance, I can't wait to eat people.

I saw a little boy being whipped across from Yunhuang, the boy was black all over his body, his eyes were black and scary, and his eyebrows were full of anger.

On his forehead, there was also a black flower, which was evil, and there was a faint flash of red light, which made him even more terrifying.

Of course, if it weren't for the frightened look on his face right now, everyone would have been really frightened by his fierce appearance.

"You are the sword spirit of the Sword of the Dead? Come, give me a murderous one. ”

The whip was firmly tied to the sword spirit of the deceased sword, Yun Huang smiled, his fingers moved slightly, and he touched the face of the sword spirit with the hem of the whip.

The sword spirit was furious, but as the whip continued to swim across his face, everyone could clearly feel his fear.

"Let me go, or I want you to look good."

The sword spirit's face was pale, his eyes were staring, but Yun Huang smiled: "Yo, who are you scaring about, believe it or not, I will make you cry." ”

As he spoke, Yun Huang's fingers moved again, and the whip rolled the sword spirit tighter and tighter, and even rolled the sword spirit's eyes.

"Do you accept it or not, but you are willing to submit to me."

Yun Huang let out a faint sigh, and the whip tightened unconsciously, making the sword spirit feel that the girl opposite was very terrifying.

"I, I'm willing, as long as you let me go."

The sword spirit felt that he was disappearing little by little, as if he was no longer there in the next second, and hurriedly spoke, and his voice was still a little flattering.

"Don't believe him, master, the evil sword spirit likes to lie, insidious and cunning."

Xiaocao let out a sound in a hurry, Yun Huang snapped his fingers, and the whip released the sword spirit in an instant.

Sure enough, the moment the whip released the sword spirit, the sword spirit changed his face, his face was full of murderous intent, and his face was like a confluence of countless human faces.

"If you haven't given up yet, don't blame me."

Yun Huang sneered, the finishing touch flew into her hand, her red lips continued to squirm, and she kept making a sound: "Attract ghosts, shock the evil spirits in the world, put the finishing touch, suppress me!" ”

A sense of gravity came, as if an invisible mountain instantly pressed on the back of the sword spirit, the sword spirit's face became whiter, and he felt a more terrifying aura than just now, and the breath drained his spirit body little by little, as if he wanted him to disappear.

"If you refuse to submit to me, then die."

Yun Huang spoke indifferently, and the sword spirit met her eyes, and suddenly shuddered, feeling that there was someone in this world who was colder than herself.

"The sword spirit of the past life, I am willing to recognize you as the master and be loyal to you, otherwise I will be unbearable by the way of heaven."

Everyone watched as the sword spirit was pressed and bent over, slowly sticking to the ground, and he couldn't break free from the restraint with countless methods, so he had to surrender.

At this moment, he was willing to admit defeat, because no matter what method was used, this girl could suppress him.

The thousand-year-old evil sword swears by the way of heaven, it is like a contract is made, and if you don't keep your word, it will disappear.