The black flames wrapped around Xia Rou and ignited, she supported it with her spirit sword, standing on one foot by the small lake, her straight body like a sharp sword piercing the sky.

At this time, the mountain tare saw that Xia Rou could not move, and also took other measures, he first caused the black smoke to rise on the surface of the lake again, and then turned it into a line to connect to Xia Rou, and finally wrapped it all together with the black flames on her body.

At the same time, the mountain mare said in a cold voice: "My body is here, and the gap in the seal is still open, as long as the fire of your sword intent is still burning, my body can always escape the soul, although the price is a bit big, but in the end, it can only be your first soul scattered!" ”

The soul he is escaping now is completely cut off from the body, and the more he escapes, the weaker the body will be, and if the soul that escapes does not merge with other souls, it will soon dissipate, and even if it is fused, he will not exist for too long, so if he can, the manree does not want to escape too many souls.

Xia Rou's expression became a little hideous because of the pain, but her eyes became brighter and brighter, like stars shining in the night sky, she looked at the black mist on the surface of the lake, raised the spirit sword in her hand and slashed it away, "I only try my best to do what I have to do, that's enough." ”

Black sword light flew out from Xia Rou's spirit sword, flashing across the black mist, slashing it through a huge gap.

"Just let me merge with your soul, you will be able to fulfill your dreams, and you will have a great future, why? Why do you choose Soul Scattering? "Between the tumbling of the lake, a large amount of black mist drifted out, instantly filling the gap.

"For the sake of peace and stability in the immortal cultivation world." Xia Rou chuckled, raised her hand and slashed the black mist connected to her body, and then the black flames on her body swelled, burning all the black mist that enveloped her, at this time Xia Rou's face was even paler, but the momentum on her body became more and more fierce, like a sword out of the sheath, sharp and sharp.

The mountain nightmare was silent, and the black fog that kept surging on the surface of the lake revealed his not calm heart, the peace and stability of the fart, and there were still few people who fought and died in the immortal cultivation world every year.

"Of course, that's not the main thing." Xia Rou raised her hand and slashed the two swords, slashing the black mist that she wanted to stretch out again, and then she stood by the lake with her chest up, her broken body burst out with endless arrogance, "The key is, I'm Xia Rou, I can only be me Xia Rou, what are you, and what qualifications do you have to be me!" ”

Before the words fell, the black mist on the surface of the lake condensed into a huge figure with teeth and claws, and two empty eyes looked at Xia Rou, as if they were about to break through the sky.

Xia Rou still only raised her sword, and the black flames attached to her spirit sword continued to grow larger as she swung it, and finally pierced the sea of clouds, as if the entire sky was burning.

"Why do you want to do this, you will also die after this sword!" The figure formed by the black mist let out a terrible shout, and then the black mist on the entire surface of the lake swirled and converged on the figure, turning it even greater.

When the spirit sword was raised to the highest, the momentum on Xia Rou's body also reached a peak, and then she threw the spirit sword out heavily, and said loudly: "I am alone, the first class in the world, and the best here!" ”

Flying Sword!

The spirit sword was wrapped in black flames, with the sound of whistling wind, stabbing on the chest of the black mist figure transformed by the mountain nightmare, and then the black fog on the lake seemed to boil, surging violently, and accompanied by the terrible roar of the mountain nightmare, it continued to dissipate into smoke.

Until the entire lake surface re-revealed the black-red water, Xia Rou's spirit sword passed through the figure, and finally inserted it straight into a purple emperor bamboo, making the purple light it emitted dim.

"How is that possible...... How could your sword be so strong? This is...... Sword pose? Black flames lit up on the manre's figure, his hands covering the large hole in his chest, his voice full of surprise.

"Oh? Is this the sword momentum? It seems that I, Xia Rou, am really a genius, and Master's vision is really good. After the spirit sword was taken off, Xia Rou also seemed to lose all her strength and fell backwards, she fell on her back on the ground, stretched out her hand, and wanted to grab something, but she only lifted it halfway, and put it down weakly, the black flame on her body was also rapidly extinguished, and in the end, only in the hole in her chest, there was a small flame trembling slightly.

"But your soul can't hold it, even if you comprehend the sword momentum, what can you do, the final winner is still me." The figure turned into a black mist became a little transparent, and his height became only a little more than a meter, and he walked from the lake to Xia Rou step by step, slowly but firmly, and smoke continued to rise behind him, a trace of it melted into his figure, making it clearer.

He is a soul generated by a dead soul, and he is awakened by Xia Rou's sword intent, so if he can fuse with Xia Rou's soul and master her death sword intent, even if he only relies on this trace of soul, he can have a strength comparable to the body, and whether the body can break through the seal at that time will not have much impact.

And now that Xia Rou's soul is about to disperse, the death sword intent will also dissipate, and he can only rely on the remaining soul to find a way to unlock the seal and release his body, otherwise he doesn't even have the power of a heavenly immortal, and going out will be a death.

The mountain mare walked in front of Xia Rou, then leaned over, stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed the sword intent fire in her chest, "It's a pity, if you cultivate to a higher level, you can cut down that purple emperor bamboo, instead of only cutting it halfway, now the gap still exists, as long as the fire of your sword intent is not extinguished, my body can escape my soul, and as soon as the fire of your sword intent is extinguished, you will also have to scatter your soul, everything you have is useless." ”

In the center of the lake, although the purple emperor bamboo stabbed by the spirit sword became a little dim, it still exuded a dazzling purple light, although it was not as dazzling as the purple emperor bamboo next to it, outside the purple emperor bamboo, the black and red lake water slowly faded and gradually became clear, which was Xia Rou's sword intent slowly retreating.

Xia Rou looked at the slightly distorted expression of the mountain nightmare, smiled lightly, and then opened her mouth slightly, and said weakly: "At least it made you a lot weaker...... Moreover, the current immortal cultivators have hundreds of heart eyes, you are so simple, you want to deceive people to help you unlock the seal, but it is not that simple, don't be caught by someone to refine the weapon. ”

"Hmph, then you can't see it, say goodbye to the immortal cultivation world you love." The mountain tare opened his hand, resisted the burning of the sword intent, and grabbed it.

Death sword intent can condense the soul of death, the reason why Xia Rou is still alive is not only his means, but also the credit of death sword intent, including his awakening, so as long as the death sword intent is extinguished, Xia Rou will really die, but it is a pity that the death sword intent and Xia Rou's soul coexist, Xia Rou's soul is gone, and the sword intent is gone, even Da Luo Jinxian has no way to separate the sword intent.

The mountain mare shook her head a little regretfully, but Xia Rou had probed some of his memories, so as long as Xia Rou was alive, it might bring variables, so let her be free.

The mountain mare looked at Xia Rou's sad and joyless face, the expression on her face froze, and then pinched the fire of sword intent in her chest.

But at this moment, a burst of golden light shone on him, turning his body into a burst of black smoke in an instant, leaving only a dull head, floating in the white light blankly.

At the same time, a frantic cry was heard in the distance, "Make me white!! ”