Almost instantly, Ling Jun had already made up his mind and had a rough plan in mind.

As she had just discovered, the monster seemed to have a natural immunity to the sword intent of the Xuanming Sword, but it was quite afraid of the origin of life, and if she wanted to kill the monster, she mainly had to rely on the power of the Qingshenmu.

But she still knows too little about the monster, and perhaps the Origin of Life is only a slight restraint on it, not enough to deal a devastating blow on it......

If you can solve it quickly, you have to try it first.

On the other hand, the monster doesn't care what Ling Jun's plans are, it doesn't seem to be able to understand the laws of the Heavenly Dao, but the power of one move and one style is absolutely impossible to exert in the current environment of thin spiritual power without relying on the power of the laws of the Heavenly Dao;

And......

The way the monster looked at her between attacks was not as simple ferociousness and brutality, but as complicated...... Extremely hateful, but hatred is mixed with fear.

Fear?

Ling Jun's body was surrounded by cyan divine light, and in this dead and silent world, the aura of the origin of life was incompatible, which made her extremely careful every time she called the power of the origin, lest she attract some unknown and terrifying existence.

The monster's movements were much slower than before, and its body had become a little more illusory, and it was clear that the existence of the Origin of Life had caused enough damage to it, and this damage was still accumulating, forcing it into the abyss of its fall little by little.

"Whew!"

The cyan divine light turned into a small sword, pierced the monster's body through the air, and then exploded one after another, blowing up the monster to the point that it looked like flesh and blood - Ling Jun was very puzzled why a soul body had so many scenes, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

But she noticed one detail: as she became more proficient in her use of the Origin of Life, the hatred and fear that flashed in the monster's eyes from time to time had receded, especially the fear, which had almost disappeared.

"So......" Lingjun flashed with a flash of inspiration, "Could it be that it is the Xuanming Sword that it is afraid of?!"

Yes, because of some torture in the spatial turbulence, the Xuanming Sword aura in her body leaked out when she just woke up, and the monster also appeared after that, and her first attack was a sword intent that fused the original power of the Xuanming Sword, and the monster was even more unkind after that.

And when she used the power of the Qingshen Wood, the power of the Xuanming Sword was naturally obscured by the surging Origin of Life around her, and the monster's mood also changed.

"Why are monsters afraid of the Xuanming Sword, have I seen it before—or its ancestor?" Ling Jun thought for a moment, "Moreover, the sword intent of the Xuanming Sword is ineffective against it......"

With Lingjun's trust in the body, she naturally wouldn't feel that the sword intent fused with the original power of the Xuanming Sword couldn't solve a mere monster, and there was only one possibility that there would be this situation now—she was far from strong enough.

The monster's reaction and the strange environment of this place gradually gave her a guess in her mind.

But now is not the time to think so much, the temptation is over, the foreshadowing is completely sufficient, it's time to end!

Ling Jun's eyes froze, and his constantly flashing figure suddenly froze, facing the oncoming monster, he raised his hand and shook it lightly in the void.

The monster's body slammed, and at first glance it seemed as if the surrounding time and space were frozen, but if you looked closely, you could see that it was still moving, but only a faint tremor, like a small insect trapped in a spider's web and unable to escape, facing the spider crawling along the spider in vain to stretch its legs and flap its wings.

Invisible threads were all over this gloomy void, but they were more just in case, and the puppet thread that really put the monster in a desperate situation had already been deeply embedded in the soul through the small cyan sword that kept hitting it one after another.

The puppet line was bound into Lingjun's hands, and now the life and death of this monster were only in her thoughts.

This trick is derived from her perception in the Land of Inheritance, and in essence, it is also through the exchange of origins and the "infection" of the shadow of the spirit to achieve indirect control of something.

However, compared to the sword he used when he was in the Land of Inheritance, this move also incorporates the method of sword intent circulation, making the control more unbreakable - Lingjun calls it the puppet spirit sword.

But Ling Jun didn't expect that its first use was not through the Xuanming Sword Intent, but instead through the Origin of Life.

Fortunately, now Xuanming Sword and Qing Shenmu are all family, so they don't have to care about so many details.

All in all, the monster has been controlled by the puppet spirit sword - but unfortunately, this monster does not have a sober soul, and Lingjun has no way to use the soul search method on it to understand the current environment.

The monster seemed to have finally sensed the breath of the Xuanming Sword from the puppet line again, and when death was approaching, the hatred and fear in its eyes became more and more intense, but as long as it still had the slightest strength to struggle, it hated to be used on Lingjun.

This is bitter hatred.

In the middle of the battle, Ling Jun had been stabbed countless times by its eye knife, and his heart did not fluctuate at all.

However, the arrest of the monster did not make things better, on the contrary, a similar aura was faintly heard from all directions, and more distant places, it seemed that there was a terrifying existence countless times more terrifying than the monster in his hand was gradually waking up!

Ling Jun's expression changed slightly, knowing that things were starting to get out of hand—if her guess was correct, these monsters might all be coming for her!

Without hesitation, she killed the monster in her hand, turned and fled.

Soon, under the gloomy canopy, countless monsters appeared from the shadowy corners, they looked much like the dead monster, they were all twisted and kneaded by various strange things, and their eyes were shining with blood.

These monsters seem to have some kind of special ability, and even if Lingjun has gathered her breath to the extreme, they can accurately locate her position, and merge into a torrent rushing towards her......

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Jing Hong woke up from the darkness and immediately mentioned all the demonic powers to guard against possible dangers around her, but whether it was divine feedback or intuitive perception, it seemed that this was not a desperate situation full of dangers—on the contrary, it was completely peaceful and peaceful beyond imagination.

She opened her eyes and took in the scenery around her.

This is a world not much different from the many secret realms she has been to, the heaven and earth are full of spiritual energy, spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses are everywhere, and the breath fluctuations of powerful demon beasts and the faint but intoxicating treasure aura come from the mountains in the distance......

Jing Hong was stunned for a long time before slowly standing up.

She thought that the world behind the black whirlpool would be very dangerous, otherwise it would be difficult to explain Yu Zhichuan's abnormality, but now it seems that she is too worried?

Either way, everyone is separated, and she still has to find someone else quickly and think of a way out of this hellish place together.