When the ancient black sword appeared without Wang Mo's control, another wonderful phenomenon occurred, only to see that the ink-colored lightsaber suddenly shook slightly, and almost in the blink of an eye, it changed into a young man's phantom, the young man closed his eyes slightly, and his whole body exuded a strange aura!

But at this moment, the young man's whole body has been surrounded by white gas, and there is a little golden mangs in the center of his eyebrows, if the golden mangs disappear, then the other party will be completely reduced to the things of the Fairy Sword Saint, and there will be no more sober moments.

This sealing and refining sword soul formation was created by the Fairy Sword Saint himself, although this formation is strong, but its focus is on the four swords on the ground!

In addition to a sword of annihilation, there are also four immortal swords of heaven and earth Xuanhuang, and now these four swords are the projection of the immortal sword, in order to increase the power, the fairy sword saint divided four sword intents floating on it, as long as this young phantom has a sense of resistance and a will to die, he will be swallowed by that formation little by little, and he knows that he will completely become his own thing!

Inside the crack, Wang Mo looked at the young man's phantom above the formation, and said in a low voice: "You are the sword soul??!!"

He could feel that the death qi on the young phantom's body was not only caused by external factors, but more importantly, the young phantom had no thoughts of life, and he was bent on dying.

After Wang Mo saw this formation in front of him, he knew that with his own cultivation, he couldn't break this formation!

Although Wang Mo's voice was weak, it echoed in the cracks, and the young man's phantom eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, revealing a hollow, this trace of emptiness contained extreme sadness, and his face was still dazed.

At this moment, the Immortal Sword Saint consciousness behind Wang Mo rushed out of the golden light trap with a "bang", turned around and turned into sword qi again, and came straight to Wang Mo.

A light sigh echoed throughout the crack, this sigh came from the mouth of the young man's phantom, and at the moment when the voice dispersed, it turned into sword qi and rushed towards Wang Mo's Immortal Sword Saint consciousness, and immediately collapsed!

The sword qi dissipated, but it formed a ball of light, floating above the fourth sword, motionless.

"You guys, let's go......" The young phantom never looked at Wang Mo, and closed his eyes again.

Wang Mo walked all the way here, the immortal spirit in his body was greatly injured, and now he can't even leave his body, and his immortal spirit is even more sluggish to the size of a fingernail, and the murderous aura that was originally full is turbid at the moment.

After using all his magical powers, he came here almost nine deaths, let him go at this moment, how could he be willing, and after the young man's phantom words, the sound of the ancient black sword floating in front of Wang Mo vibrated even stronger!

Wang Mo showed a thick ridicule on his face, which was not aimed at others, but at himself.

"Wang Mou came here all his life, just for his three most important people, how can you get rid of it!" Wang Mo shook his head: "Your heart is dead, but Wang is also very curious, a sword soul will also have a heart??"

"Is my heart dead? At the moment when Yin Er left, Ah Yang's heart was really dead......" The blankness on the face of the young phantom, the sadness in his eyes, was even stronger.

He was sealed here by the Immortal Sword Saint, and in these tens of thousands of years, he has been in a daze, the invasion of Lu Mu's remnant soul, he knows that he doesn't want to stop it, but there is a golden light in the center of his eyebrows, it is the thought of Yin'er, it is a protest against the Immortal Sword Saint, he doesn't want to throw it away.

Sighing lightly, the young phantom raised his right hand that had completely turned into white gas, and flicked it forward gently, and an ink light suddenly came out, this ink light contained a sword qi, this sword qi was so strong, even the immortal sword saint back then, it was extremely embarrassing, this was one of the infinite sword qi of the sword soul! Because of his separation from Yin'er, the infinite sword qi in his body was no longer endless, only a hundred and one

Back then, in order to resist the joint attack of the Immortal Sword Saint and several masters, he released most of the infinite sword qi, and now there are only six realms left in his body!

The sword qi went straight to the ball of light that pierced the fourth sword on the ground, and directly penetrated!

Although the sword consciousness of the Immortal Sword Saint is strong, it is still inferior to the infinite sword qi of the sword soul!

The ball of light shattered, and the consciousness of the Immortal Sword Saint within it was immediately crushed by this sword qi, turning into a crystal light spot, and in the sword qi sweeping, it instantly floated into Wang Mo's body like a galaxy.

The immortal spirit in Wang Mo's body, at this moment, was instantly integrated by that little bit of crystal, and its damaged immortal spirit recovered at a crazy speed.

Almost instantly, the immortal spirit not only completely recovered, but even had a feeling of expansion, and then slowly stopped, those crystal lights had not all dissipated, and the remaining ones automatically found the sword qi of the immortal sword saint in Wang Mo Immortal Soul and merged with it.

This sword qi, in the blink of an eye, became even more powerful than before!

"My infinite sword qi can't be stored in your body, and I can't give it to you... You're injured because of me, I'll help you recover, you, let's go... In the future, don't come again..."The voice of the young man's phantom came out slowly, saying that the young man gave a rare glance at the ancient black sword, and said in a somewhat guilty tone: "You can go too!"

Wang Mo was unharmed on the surface, but he was shocked by the words of the young phantom to the ancient black sword, and after a long time, Wang Mo sighed secretly, and while walking out, he glanced at the ancient black sword: "This sword no longer belongs to Wang Mo, let it accompany you here!"

The young man's phantom eyes opened suddenly, looking at the simple black sword on the side, and the sadness in his eyes was enough to fill the sky.

"Yin ....."

Wang Mo paused, did not look back, and said: "As Wang expected, you are the sword soul of this mysterious ancient sword......

The young phantom spirit body shook violently, he raised his head, the hollowness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by fierceness, but after a while, the young phantom became decadent again: "You are quite smart!

Wang Mo turned around, looked at the young man's phantom, and did not speak, but quickly recalled in his mind what the short old man of the Spirit Sword Sect had said that day before!

After a long time, Wang Mo sighed slightly, as if he was gambling: "You are not the only one whose sword soul is terrifying!"

"Wang Mou has also had a lot of grievances with the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect over the years, knowing himself and knowing that the other side can not be defeated in a hundred battles, if Wang Mou's guess is right, the other half of the sword soul may be in the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect!"

The fierce color in the eyes of the young phantom was even stronger, and a trace of vitality gradually revealed in his body, and the white qi on his body immediately accelerated to swirl, but it could not stop the display of vitality.

"You mean, Yin'er... Yin'er.. Didn't die... Wang Mo, are you sure about this?"

Wang Mo looked at the young man's phantom, shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I'm not sure." The blankness on the young phantom's face was gradually dissipating, and he muttered to himself, "Yes, this is not something that can be determined in the first place... If Yin still exists between heaven and earth, how can I not feel it!"

"But... If your yin becomes someone else's sword soul?"

"Impossible, my Yin Yang Sword Soul was born for the Xiang Ya Sword, as long as Yin and I don't agree, no one can force us to be the sword soul of the second sword!"

Wang Mo shook his head: "Otherwise... Although Wang can feel that the relationship between you and your yin is stronger than Jin's, but... If your mistakenly thinks you're dead, or she's been deceived by someone else?"

"As far as Wang knows, the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect has a world-destroying sword, although it never appears easily, but as long as it appears, it will definitely set off a bloody storm...... Your yin may be the sword soul of this sword of destruction."

"You have a point... Yin Er might still be alive... She must still be alive... I want to see the yin... I want to see Yin'er" The vitality in the young phantom's body became thicker and thicker, and the white qi on his body immediately became as if boiling, frantically impacting a little golden light at the center of his eyebrows.

"Give me, scatter!" The young phantom's eyes flashed, and the white qi on his body immediately struggled to fight back, but it had no effect, it quickly spread out from the young phantom's body, and finally completely forced out of its body, turning into a large piece of white gas, following the formation underground, disappearing.

As the sword soul of the Xiang Ya Sword, if the Lu Mu remnant soul of the Lu Mu clan came in person, then perhaps with the young phantom who only had five infinite sword qi left, he would not be able to resist.

But at this moment, it is not difficult for the young phantom to dispel its demonic energy.

The white qi dissipated, and the young man's phantom body was crystal clear, as if water waves were flowing, he took a deep look at the ancient black sword, and his body turned into a black smoke and directly entered it!

The young phantom is the sword soul of the ancient black sword, and at this moment, his body shook, and immediately turned into a black light, merging into the ancient black sword, at this moment, a sword qi immediately crisscrossed in this crack!

At this moment, the three consciousness light balls floating in the southeast, north, and west of the ground formation immediately flew away, turning into sword intent and heading straight for the ancient black sword where the young phantom was located.

A cold snort came from the sword, and immediately after, the infinite sword qi of the young phantom immediately swept out, and the earth-shattering sound immediately echoed throughout the endless abyss, and the fierce sword qi seemed to cut open this abyss.

The three balls of light immediately collapsed, and they were swallowed by the young phantom that emerged from the ancient black sword, and as for the projection of the four immortal swords on the ground, at this moment, they were also scattered in the sweep of the infinite sword qi, and collapsed together with the formation.

The crack that sealed the phantom of the young man collapsed in an instant!

"Immortal Sword Saint, for tens of thousands of years, although Ah Yang has been sealed, if it weren't for the death of his heart, how could your seal trap me! I am the sword god of the sword of the creation god of heaven and earth, living with heaven and earth, inheriting the sword intent of heaven and earth, I am now seriously injured, although I can't kill you, but you, don't want to seal me if I don't want to!

In the past tens of thousands of years, although my heart is dead, I can feel the next step of the sword intent of heaven and earth all the time, if you and I see you again, and see if my comprehension of the sword intent is still the same as before!" The young phantom blended into the ancient black sword, and flew out at the moment when the crack collapsed.

Wang Mo followed closely, one sword and one person, appearing outside the crack.

The young man's phantom was transformed into a shape on the ancient black sword, still dressed just now, but it just looked more solid......

"Wang Mo, since Xiangyao Jian chose you, this is the will of heaven, you ......" The young phantom only glanced at Wang Mo at this time, and it was this glance that made the young phantom's face suddenly change greatly, and his tone was a little hurried: "Lord, Lord.." No way.. Impossible..."

Wang Mo's brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Sword Soul senior, what are you talking about......"