When the moon is in the sky, everything is silent.

In the room, two figures stood opposite each other, motionless.

Yun Que's eyes lost all brilliance, showing a scene that he had never seen before.

He was in the middle of nothingness, surrounded by mist, as if floating at the bottom of the sea, like a dream.

"Where is this?"

Yun Que looked down and saw that he had turned into an illusory body like a shadow!

"Am I dead, this is the Netherworld?"

Yun Que looked around, trying to determine where he was.

"This place is called the Sea of Divine Consciousness, and everyone has it as the dwelling place of the divine soul."

The voice of the medicine dao man came from all directions, and there was joy in the ethereal ethereal: "Poor Dao is lucky, your sea of consciousness is so vast, enough to cultivate a powerful primordial god!" ”

With Yun Que's mind, he had already guessed a lot of things from the other party's words.

The medicine man actually plans to occupy the magpie's nest!

The two cold words of 'snatching away' will shudder no matter who thinks of it.

Legend has it that there is an evil method in the cultivation world, which can occupy the body of others with the original spirit, seize the physical body, and regain life.

Yun Que finally figured out the cause and effect.

It turned out that Chu Rhino was the shell cultivated by the Medicine Dao Man, and he abolished Chu Rhino himself, so he became the next target of the Medicine Dao Man.

No one wants to be occupied by outsiders, and Yun Que is no exception.

He ran wild in the mist.

But no matter how he ran, the laughter of the medicine man always echoed nearby.

"It's useless, little mouse, you can't escape the poor Five Finger Mountain, hehehehe."

In the rampant laughter, there is absolute confidence!

Yun Que stopped, and his heart was ruthless.

Fight!

I'd rather be scattered than let the other party succeed.

A gust of wind blew, and the mist dispersed, revealing the figure of the medicine man.

The moment he saw the other party again, Yun Que's heart sank to the bottom.

The body of the medicine path man is as tall as a mountain, and he is a hundred times stronger than himself!

In front of the Yuan Shen of the Medicine Dao people, Yun Que is like a poor little worm, people can step on it with one foot!

The difference in strength is too great, and Yun Que can't think of any other way than to wait for death.

A primordial god of this level is by no means a low-level cultivator.

The other party's cultivation is unfathomable!

"Dao Chang's cultivation is profound, why bother to give up a little person like me who has no cultivation."

Yun Que suggested very sincerely: "There are many masters in the Sword Palace, you should find a talented one." ”

The medicine man smiled condescendingly:

"It is different from other methods, the higher the cultivation of the goal, the stronger the Yuan Shen must be, and it is very easy to fail, for the sake of safety, it is best to take away the young people who have just started to cultivate, and you are the best candidate."

The medicine man exuded a terrifying pressure as he spoke, and Yun Que was like being in the midst of a tornado, unable to move.

In front of the medicine man, his strength is tantamount to a mantis arm as a car.

"Ben Hou has a word, I don't know whether to say it or not!"

"You say."

"I'm your grandmother!"

"Die, sharp-toothed little mouse."

The medicine man sneered and opened his mouth.

As long as he devours Yun Quan's divine soul, he can take his place and become the lord of this place.

Just when the medicine man thought that there was no longer any suspense, the fog around him suddenly surged, gradually turning into a pitch-black river.

A strange river with no end in sight, flowing out of nothingness.

"What is this!"

The medicine man exclaimed, "How can there be a river in the sea of divine consciousness? No, it's not a real river, it's a river of souls! ”

There were countless figures floating in the dark river, men and women, old and young, they were fighting each other, devouring, floating and sinking, all of them could not see their faces clearly, as if they were fierce spirits and evil ghosts.

The endless black river, like the Underworld Lethe River!

With the emergence of the long river, the pressure on Yun Que's body suddenly disappeared.

In front of him, a middle-aged man in a tattered black robe appeared, his long hair hanging down, and his face like a knife and axe was desolate.

"The descendants of the Yun clan have finally produced a swordman......

The man in black whispered the vicissitudes of life, like a murmur from an ancient time.

"Who are you?"

Yun Que was surprised, but he didn't expect that there were other people besides the Medicine Dao people.

My sea of divine consciousness is okay, it's not a teahouse and wine shop that listens to books, so many people?

"My name is empty, one of the nine calamities."

The man in black's eyes showed no mood fluctuations, and his eyes were full of dead silence.

"I can absorb the sword qi of the sword rune, it turns out that it is because of you! Do I have a spiritual root in me? ”

Yun Que couldn't wait to ask.

Since it is one of the Nine Tribulations, it means that the other party is the sword spirit of the Nine Tribulations Sword!

The man in black named Empty Death shook his head slowly.

"I really don't have a spiritual root...... "Yun Missing Lookout.

"It doesn't matter if you have a spiritual root or not."

The deep voice of the empty death said: "The aura can be used to strengthen oneself, and the sword qi is not, since you have awakened the Nine Tribulation Sword, you should practice with the sword qi, and the world's famous swords are all stepping stones." ”

Yun Que rolled his eyes and said, "Uncle, the cowhide is blowing up." ”

There are countless strong people in the world, and I dare to say that I use the world's famous sword as a stepping stone, this breath is really boundless.

The Void Death doesn't explain anything.

When the black robe swayed, the countless murderous souls in the river turned into sharp swords, thousands, countless!

In an instant, the entire river was filled with sword light, and it became a sea of swords!

"This is the Lethe River of Sword, imprisoning hundreds of millions of revenant souls, these revenants were all masters of swordsmanship before their deaths, and they can destroy the heavens and the earth."

Looking at the boundless black sword river, Yun Que was stunned.

Not to mention the power, just the number of hundreds of millions, you can smash an army to death if you blast it out!

"How?"

"Not for now."

"Why?"

"Your cultivation is too low, and it is easy to fight back and die when you capture the sword spirit."

"That's easy to do, when I slowly cultivate and improve, I can control it."

The Empty Dead shook his head again.

Yun Que was puzzled and said, "Am I right? ”

"That's right, cultivation can indeed control the Revenant Soul Sword Spirit, but you don't have time to cultivate slowly."

"Don't have time? What's going on? ”

Empty Death looked at the Endless Sword River from afar, and said in a desolate voice:

"You opened the Lechuan Sword River, and since then you have obtained the power of my sword spirit, the Nine Tribulation Sword has a total of nine sword spirits, unfortunately, my strength is the most unsuitable for weak cultivators."

"It turns out that the nine sword spirits each have different powers, so what kind of power are you?"

"Death in the Nine Tribulations."

Empty Death calmly added: "The Nine Tribulation Sword has become a sword vein, you need to keep absorbing sword qi to delay the outbreak of the power of the death calamity, otherwise you will be sucked dry by the sword vein and become one of the sword spirits." ”

Yun Que wanted to scold his mother when he heard it.

"If you use other swords, you can't cut others, and you can even cut yourself with your sword." Yun Que said helplessly: "Then what do I want you to do, Uncle Dead?" ”

"At least, no one can kill you until you're engulfed by the power of death."

With the whisper of empty death, a splash burst out on the Lethe Sword River, and a new sword spirit fell into it.

It's the medicine man!

The original medicine Taoist Yuan Shen, who was as tall as a hill, was as small as a drop of water in the Sword River.

"Little bastard, you pit me! Your sea of consciousness is connected to hell! Let me out! Let go of me! ”

The medicine man roared in horror and struggled desperately.

"I only know now, it's too late, stay in hell for the New Year, old bastard." Yun Que waved goodbye.

"Leave me alone! I'll give you the elixir of immortality! Give you peerless swordsmanship! I still know a lot of secrets, and I'll tell you them all! I'm actually from ......"

Yun Que was listening attentively and found that there was no follow-up.

When I looked up, I saw that the Medicine Dao Man had sunk into the Sword River.

presently

The medicine man's head struggled out of the water, roaring like madness.

"A sword in the sea breaks the ages!"

Shouting out the last sentence, the Yuan Shen of the Medicine Dao people was dragged into the bottom of the river by countless dead souls, and completely became one of the sword spirits.

"Hey Uncle Death, people want to give me peerless swordsmanship, why did you sink him." Yun Que said dissatisfied.

"Peerless swordsmanship? Scold. ”

For the first time, the tone of the empty death fluctuated, and he said with a faint arrogance:

"My sword can break all the laws in the world."

Then you should let me survive first, Yun is not guilty.

Although he got an amazing sword vein, he also ushered in a huge crisis.

If the cultivation speed can't catch up with the speed of the explosion of the power of the Death Tribulation, it will definitely be a dead end.

It seems that the first goal in the future is not to cultivate, but to find a sword......

That's right, Sword Palace!