After landing, Yun Que once again stared at the Son of Heaven Sword.

The white tiger beside him is Pingshanjun.

"The evil sword is completed, unless the person who refines it, it is difficult for outsiders to control, and the entire imperial city will fall into death."

Pingshan-kun's deep voice came.

The former strong man of Yudan had a premonition of the next catastrophe with years of experience.

The Sword of the Son of Heaven will destroy all living beings in the Imperial City!

"There's no way to control it." Yun Que said in a condensed voice.

"No way, since you have cultivated the sword, you should know the sword momentum, the sword momentum of this sword has been completed, and the external force can no longer break it." Pingshan-kun's voice was heavy.

The existence of sword momentum is different from kendo and sword intent.

The sword momentum refers to the momentum of breaking the bamboo formed when the sword is slashed out, carrying a majestic momentum.

If you want to counteract, you can only use the same power, otherwise you can only watch the sword momentum sweep away.

The clouds are tight and frowning.

Chu Chen began to show signs of difficulty under the onslaught of Wei Mocheng, and with the evil weapon of the Son of Heaven Sword, Chu Chen's defeat was a foregone conclusion.

As soon as Chu Chen is defeated, Wei Mocheng's next kill must be on himself.

Yun Que didn't want to sit still, but the current situation was really tricky.

Wei Mocheng, who stepped on the void, was like a god, he shook his palms and shouted:

"The sword of the Son of Heaven is out, and the underworld has reappeared!"

With the cold drink of the national teacher, the sword of the Son of Heaven emitted a piercing sword roar!

The whistling sound is like a thousand souls crying together, and the scalp of people is numb when they hear it.

Airplanes!!!

The sword of the Son of Heaven was full of blood, exuding a dazzling scarlet, like a hideous blood dragon in the center of the imperial city.

Bursts of visible ripples spread out on the Son of Heaven Sword.

All the creatures who were swept away by this breath immediately had bloodshot eyes and fell into a complete mania.

"The sword has become a ......"

Yun Que's pupils contracted like needles, and the sword veins all over his body surged, resisting the power of the soul of the Son of Heaven sword with sword qi.

Pingshanjun next to him let out a low roar, and he was also keeping his clarity by his own means. ap.

After all, Pingshanjun was a former strong man in the past, and Yun Que was the body of the sword vein, and the two of them had the ability to protect themselves, but the others couldn't.

Countless sword lights rose in the direction of the Sword Palace, shouting and killing.

Yun Que saw Xue Ziyi's sword soaring into the air and fighting viciously with Qian Yusleeve in mid-air, and the rest of the disciples must have also fallen into a state of rage and killed each other.

Yun Que's heart was anxious.

If it continues, not only will the people in the imperial city die, but even the Sword Palace will have to suffer heavy casualties.

The same sect on weekdays has become an enemy at this moment, and the disciples of the Sword Palace who have lost their minds will desperately slash and kill everything around them.

Urging the Chiba Sword, Yun Que tried to bombard the Son of Heaven Sword with a magic weapon.

Little success.

The Chiba Sword could only leave some white spots on the sword of the Son of Heaven and could not be destroyed.

"It's useless, even if the strong man uses the magic weapon, he won't be able to destroy this Son of Heaven Sword at this time." Pingshan Jun shook the tiger's head and persuaded: "This place has become a netherworld, the only way to stay away is the best policy, Yun Que, give up, you can't save the people of the city alone."

"The Sword of the Son of Heaven is also a sword, it is a sword, and it can be held!" Yun Que's face was resolute.

He was indeed able to walk away.

But the Imperial City will be destroyed in one fell swoop, and millions of people in the city will die here, and those friends in the Sword Palace will also die today.

So he won't leave, he wants to fight with Wei Mocheng!

"Having said that, however, what do you want to use to hold this Son of Heaven Sword, unless you summon a Son of Heaven Divine Soul who can suppress the endless souls in the sword, there is no other way."

Pingshanjun wants to explain the truth to Yun Que, let Yun Que give up, and it is better to live by himself than to be buried with the imperial city.

"Son of Heaven Divine Soul ......"

Yun Que's eyes flickered and he muttered.

The powerful Son of Heaven Divine Soul, he doesn't have it, but he has the Lethe River Sword River, and he has endless sword spirit!

Leave a trace of sanity to watch over the flesh

, Yun Lack Yuan Shen arrived at the Zhihai space.

On the bank of the Lechuan River, Yun Que looks at the boundless Sword River from afar.

Pingshanjun's persuasion reminded him.

As long as you can summon a sword spirit that is strong enough to suppress the endless souls in the Son of Heaven Sword, you will have a chance to control the Son of Heaven Sword.

Sensing the undulating sword spirit on the surface of the river, Yun Que was looking for it quickly.

His brows furrowed slightly.

There are many sword spirits, but there are no sword spirits that are strong enough to compete with the sword of the Son of Heaven.

Expanding his perception again, Yun Que looked deeper into the river.

The current realm was not enough for him to explore the sword river that was too wide, and he could only perceive part of the river surface on the bank.

The deeper the river, the stronger the sword.

Gradually, Yun Que's primordial body trembled slightly.

The deeper he explores, the heavier he will be devoured, and the horror of the Lechuan Sword River is definitely not something that the foundation building cultivation can bear.

The figure by the river staggered two steps, and Yun Que retracted his perception helplessly.

He sensed the existence of a stronger sword spirit, but he couldn't communicate, let alone control and control.

What to do......

At the critical juncture of 100,000, a powerful sword spirit is urgently needed to break the siege, but it is difficult to find.

Without the sword spirit to control the sword of the Son of Heaven, the crisis of the imperial city will fall into an unsolvable situation.

Without a choice, Yun Que exuded a pure sword intent with the body of the primordial god, enveloping the surface of the river, and at the same time exhaling and making a sound.

"There is a Son of Heaven to help me suppress the evil sword!"

The sound was accompanied by sword intent surging on the surface of the river, and hundreds of sword spirits nearby were agitated, floating and sinking on the surface of the water.

Not a single sword spirit soared into the air.

Those were just ordinary sword spirits, and they couldn't suppress the Son of Heaven sword.

Yun Que was ruthless, spreading the sword intent to the extreme, covering the deeper surface of the river, and shouted loudly:

"The River of Lethe, there is a Son of Heaven!"

The sound of a soft cry echoed all around, reverberating back and forth across the water.

Wow......

In the depths of the river, a splash rolled up, and a tall sword spirit emerged from the bottom of the water and stood on the surface.

It was an emperor in a black dragon robe, wearing a high crown, sharp eyes, and domineering!

The black-robed emperor stepped on the water and walked to the riverside.

Yun Que could sense that the other party's body was exuding a terrifying fluctuation of sword qi, and from this sword qi, this person had at least cultivated in his life.

The sword spirit of the emperor of the Yudan realm!

There was a deep hatred on the sword spirit, and this hatred was so strong that even Yun Que felt frightened, as if this emperor sword spirit suppressed the monstrous hatred and could not be relieved.

The sword spirit was silent, but a breath similar to fluctuations appeared in the space of Zhihai.

Outsiders couldn't understand what this fluctuation meant, but Yun Que, who was the master of the sea of knowledge, immediately recognized what the other party was talking about.

"I can help you suppress the evil sword, but you have to help me get revenge."

The emperor's sword spirit came with hatred, no wonder he surfaced, a powerful sword spirit like him, Yun Que couldn't summon it.

After perceiving the other party's voice, Yun Que groaned for a while, and did not agree immediately, but said in a deep voice:

"I need to know where your hatred is coming from."

The Emperor Sword Spirit was silent for a moment, and nodded slightly.

Only then did Yun Que reach out and touch the other party's forehead.

With such a powerful sword spirit, without the permission of the other party, Yun Que can't communicate rashly.

This is the etiquette and respect for the strong.

When his fingers made contact with the sword spirit, the scenery in front of Yun Que changed in an instant.

He saw the life of the emperor's sword spirit.