In the Sacrificial God Temple, when Qin Wujian woke up, the Token Master and the Ancient Evil Wheel were gone, and Yu Jinghong's strength was relatively weak, so he could only enter Qin Wujian's body. Qin Wujian looked at the emptiness around him, stood up, and found that the blue jade on the altar was gone, he remembered the fusion of the Jade Jinghong and the Natal Spirit Sword, and hurriedly ran the Spirit Yuan to summon the Natal Spirit Sword to come out.

A blue sword appeared in front of Qin Wuji, with flowing divine patterns and blue light on it. Qin Wujian controlled his divine consciousness and wanted to comprehend the divine pattern on it, but as soon as his divine consciousness approached the divine sword, he was bounced away, only to hear Yu Jinghong's voice sound: "Little lewd thief, what do you want to do, you are not allowed to touch me with your divine sense, and if you dare to insult me again, I will destroy your divine consciousness and make you an idiot." ”

Qin Wujian looked at the phantom of the jade on the divine sword, and said with a confused expression: "You have become my natal spirit soldier, and if you don't let me touch you, how can I cultivate?" ”

Yu Jinghong controlled the divine sword, pointed at Qin Wujian and said, "You can cultivate how you want, but you can't touch me with your divine sense." ”

Qin Wujian looked at her domineering appearance, put the Divine Sword into his body in a fit of anger, then sat down, began to operate the Divine Emperor Imperial Heavenly Skill, and cultivated. Yu Jinghong is just an ordinary god, her strength is not even half as good as that of Uncle Token, and under the control of the Divine Emperor Yu Tiangong, she can only stay in the spirit cave honestly.

Qin Wujian only discovered at this time that his realm had actually broken through to the Spirit Casting Realm in his sleep, and the spirit root had even opened to the fourth acupoint. The token master in the first spirit cave is gone, and he doesn't know where to run. The second spiritual acupoint is the blue divine sword jade shock. The third spirit cave had successfully melted the spirit, but he hadn't seen the spirit soldier, which made Qin Wujian puzzled.

"That stunning beauty, I want to ask you something, where is the spirit soldier in my third spirit cave? Why is it gone? ”

Qin Wujian chatted with Yu Jinghong with his heart. It's just that after waiting for a long time and not seeing a reply, Qin Wuqian thought to himself: I have become the master's natal divine soldier, but I don't want to bird the master, don't you let you touch you, the master has to touch you.

Qin Wujian mobilized the Divine Emperor's Imperial Heavenly Skill, and the spiritual element of the whole body was infused into the divine sword, and the divine consciousness was also wrapped by the spiritual element, entering the divine sword, and the exercises were operational, and the divine consciousness was strong and blended with the jade in the divine sword.

It's true, the overlord made a bow and paid the clouds and rain in Wushan together, and the Yiren panicked and rested, and they were ashamed and angry.

After blending, Qin Wujian regretted it, this was simply a beastly behavior.

"Little whore, I'm going to kill you and break your body into pieces."

When Qin Wujian stopped the operation of the exercises, the voice of Yu Jinghong's shame and anger sounded, and the divine sword broke away from Qin Wujian and came out of the spirit cave, pointing at the master, and the sword qi slashed towards Qin Wuji.

Qin Wujian hurriedly dodged away and said, "Jinghong, don't be impulsive, I didn't know it would be like this!" ”

The divine sword chased after Qin Wuji, the sword qi slashed over one after another, and the voice of Yu Jinghong's shame came out from the divine sword: "Little lewd thief, don't run, you have tarnished my innocence, woo, I will hack you to death a little lewd thief." ”

As she spoke, she actually cried like a little girl. Qin Wujian awkwardly dodged the sword qi of the divine sword, and said in his mouth: "Jinghong, you are already my person, and this matter will have to be experienced sooner or later." ”

It's okay that Qin Wujian didn't say anything, just after these words, the sword qi of the divine sword became more ferocious, and Qin Wujian was scratched by the sword qi with a few scars.

"Don't make trouble, if you make trouble again, I'll put you away, and then I'll be rude to you."

Qin Wujian was injured by the sword, and couldn't help but threaten loudly.

"Whew. Woo. Woo..."

Excalibur stopped, and the sound of Jade Jinghong crying came from inside. Qin Wujian walked over, held the divine sword and said: "Jinghong, I'm sorry, it's me who deserves to die, I'm not a human, I'm not as good as a beast, don't cry, I feel uncomfortable listening to it." Qin Wujian stroked the divine sword and apologized.

"Woo, you bully people, and don't let people cry, woo."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I will listen to you whatever you say in the future, you let me go east, I will never go west, you let me not touch you, I can never look at you."

Qin Wujian was so embarrassed that he was talking incoherently, sitting on the ground with the divine sword in his hand, apologizing to Yu Jinghong. But Yu Jinghong listened to Qin Wuji's words, and cried even more sadly, Qin Wujian didn't know what to do, so he could only apologize and apologize.

Although Qin Wujian was apologizing, he was reminiscing about the pleasure of blending his soul and soul in his heart, thinking about appeasing Yu Jinghong to see if he could come a few more times, after all, the goddess was delicate, emotional at the beginning of her youth, confused, and human.

In this way, a sword in the hall is crying, and a person is apologizing, but the more he apologizes, the more sad he cries, and straight men will not coax women at all.

The other side.

Uncle Token devoured the totem gods of a tribe and said, "Old ghost, aren't they just a few gods?" Is it necessary to stop Uncle Ben all the way? There are so many gods in your god tomb, just unseal a few of them. ”

After slamming the Gu Teng Order, the Desolate Ancient Wheel said, "Old fellow, do you think it's easy for the old man to accompany a god?" The tombs of the gods are all dead gods, and new spirits have not yet been born. Moreover, a new spirit consciousness needs a tribe to sacrifice for a long time to evolve into a god, and you bastard swallowed a few gods of the old man. Why don't you swallow your beast, old fellow? ”

Uncle Token was not angry when he was hit, and said faintly: "You old ghost has a lot of gods, and there are only a few of Uncle Ben's divine beasts, but I am reluctant to swallow them." ”

The Ancient Wheel flew up and crashed into Gu Teng Ling again, but this time Gu Teng Ling was prepared, and he crashed into the air, and the voice of the old man of the Tomb Wheel came out again: "Okay, you old guy, your divine beasts are still few, you'd better not let the old man enter your Ancient Emperor Secret Realm, otherwise the old man will have to swallow your divine dragon and divine phoenix." ”

Uncle Token said indifferently: "As long as you can make them voluntarily devour you, Uncle Ben will not stop you from swallowing as much as you want." ”

The desolate Gu Wheel said like thunder: "Gu Wanteng, knowing you is really the greatest sorrow of the old man, don't you just rely on the Gu Teng Order to command the gods and beasts, otherwise you are nothing." ”

Uncle Token said proudly: "Old ghost, you can't envy Uncle Ben's talent." The gods you raise are willing to be devoured and refined by Uncle Ben. ”

The Ancient Evil Wheel was so angry that he wanted to find Gu Tengling desperately, and Uncle Token rushed out and continued to look for the next target.

In the Ancient Secret Realm, the gods and spirits were so frightened by the two god emperors that they shrank in their bodies, and they didn't dare to have the slightest idea of coming up, they were divine objects, but they didn't want to be devoured and become the nourishment of others, and the Gu Teng Ling was too terrifying, and the order would follow, and even the idea of resisting could not rise.