Murong Xiu was in a hurry, Shuo Feng Hunt was also anxious, and what was even more anxious was the two of them who were secretly showing and seeking, and the two of them could only show up to save each other if they continued like this. In this way, Murong Xiu will know about their existence, and thus lose the sense of mystery, and even the mystery of life experience will be solved, which is a result that everyone does not want to see. However, for the sake of Murong Xiu's safety, they must save Murong Xiu safe and sound at the last moment.

"The artifact lover, once the artifact is transformed, it will have a new consciousness, either devoured by the original instrument soul, or devoured by the original instrument soul, one is good, the other is harmful, alas!~"

"Artifacts are rare, but it's a pity, get ready to shoot!"

"That's it!"

Secretly, the two of them expressed great regret, they could have witnessed the birth of an artifact, but it was a pity that Murong Xiu's divine sense power was too weak to surrender such an artifact, and because of the existence of the soul of Mao Xiaobai, the White Tiger Soul Sword was equivalent to a thing with a master, even if they had the heart to surrender, they could not obtain the approval of this artifact.

Shuo Fenglie on the other side also shook his head helplessly, and for the sake of Murong Xiu's life safety, he had no choice but to persuade him.

"Bear child, give up, if you continue like this, you will lose your life due to the backlash of the soul of the machine, with your current state, you can't withstand the impact of the soul at all, don't make any more useless efforts. ”

Secretly, the two of them were ready to stop it, and there was Shuo Feng Hunt on the other side to dissuade them.

As a party to the case, how could Murong Xiu not know his situation at this time, but the White Tiger Sword was left by the Divine Venerable Xuantian Sect, and after such a long time together, he and Mao Xiaobai had already developed a feeling of mutual dependence.

If he stops and loses at most one artifact, he can not care, but what Mao Xiaobai will lose will be the original consciousness, and the new instrument soul will be dominated by the new instrument soul, which means that the current Mao Xiaobai will disappear between heaven and earth forever, and they will not be able to see each other again, replaced by a strange consciousness, which is the most difficult place for him to give up.

In the dark, he seemed to see Mao Xiaobai's apologetic eyes on the sword of the White Tiger Soul Sword, as well as deep reluctance.

His heart ached.

No, he can't give up lightly, even if the White Tiger Soul Sword leaves him, even if he ends up seriously injured, he has to make the last effort for Mao Xiaobai, even if it's a little bit, it's good to leave a little bit of his own consciousness for Mao Xiaobai.

"Do it!"

At present, Murong Xiu is at the end of his crossbow, and the two of them can see it clearly, and they are ready to rescue each other as soon as possible.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard Murong Xiu's sad laughter, and at the same time, he saw a dazzling light flashing on his chest, and in the light, there was an extremely faint aura of sword spirit.

"It's Kenshin!" "Shi and Zhao stopped and said, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do for a while.

"Xiaobai, let's try again, one last time, okay?!" Murong Xiu looked at the shadow of Mao Xiaobai on the sword's body, and made up his mind to make a final effort.

Mao Xiaobai's expression seemed to freeze at this moment, and he looked at Murong Xiu's face like this. After a while, the tiger's mouth grinned, revealing an expression that was more ugly than crying, and nodded deeply.

If it didn't completely think of Murong Xiu as the new master because of the Divine Venerable Xuantian Sect before, then at this moment, it no longer had any hesitation, and finally regarded Murong Xiu as the true master.

Murong Xiu exerted pressure outside, and Mao Xiaobai took advantage of the situation to make trouble inside, it can be said that both of them gambled their lives, if they couldn't defeat the newborn machine spirit, they had to accept their fate.

Under the gaze of the show, the light, and the wind hunting, Murong Xiu urged the sword heart with all his strength, rendering himself like a mad demon, but those tenacious and persistent eyes confirmed that he was not deeply involved.

Boom!~

With the assistance of the sword heart, the body of the White Tiger Soul sword showed a slight abnormality, starting from the place where Murong Xiu's palm was holding, a dark and shiny luster extended towards the sword body of the White Tiger Soul Sword, and under the black and bright luster, there was still a trace of dark golden lines.

Seeing this, the two of them were suddenly startled, because they clearly felt the existence of powerful energy from the dark golden lines.

"It's divine power, it's incredible, his realm is obviously less than the Fifth Heaven, how can divine power be derived from his body?!"

Both of them are from the past, and in terms of strength, they are first-class masters in heaven and earth, and their understanding of divine power is naturally far more comparable. Because of this, when they saw Murong Xiu invoking divine power as a four-grade immortal master, that is, as a fourfold heavenly immortal master, although the divine power was only a little bit, it was enough to make them shocked.

Even in their opinion, this kind of thing is completely contrary to common sense, and after thinking about it, they can't find an answer, and in the end they can only watch it with great excitement, thinking that all this is because Murong Xiu has an adventure.

Four-rank Immortal Master, Fourteen Heavenly Realm, Murong Xiu had already reached the level close to the four-rank Immortal Master before, and then because he refined the overflowing energy of the soul sculpture in the Divine Sea, he let him step into the team of the Four-Rank Immortal Master in one fell swoop, which was a great opportunity brought to him by Mao Xiaobai in addition to being reckless.

What Murong Xiu should do now is to devour and block the newborn soul of the White Tiger Soul Sword with the Xingyao Sword Intent, in the case of serious consumption of divine sense, the only thing he can think of is the sword heart that is also inherited from the Divine Venerable Xuantian Sect, hoping that it can help him.

Facts have proved that his idea is correct, as early as the period of the Divine Venerable Xuantian Sect, the sword heart and the predecessor of the White Tiger Soul Sword, the Nanming Lihuo Sword, have relied on each other for many years, complementing each other, and have made great contributions to the Divine Venerable Xuantian Sect.

Now that he has used the sword heart to deal with the newborn machine spirit of the White Tiger Soul Sword, it is naturally the clearest choice.

Since the will of the soul inside the White Tiger Soul Sword had been worn out by him for the most part, the resistance was not as strong as before. Seeing that it was indeed effective, he hurriedly communicated and exchanged with Mao Xiaobai, and put pressure on the newborn soul together.

I don't know how long it took, the hidden edge of the White Tiger Soul Sword was summoned out by the newborn soul, just like a white tiger that was angry to the extreme, and kept roaring at Murong Xiu.

Murong Xiucai didn't pay attention to this, and urged the sword intent with his sword intent, further eating away at the newborn soul.

With the passage of time, nearly three-quarters of the body of the White Tiger Soul Sword has been replaced by a black and bright sword intent, and under the background of the dark golden lines, it has a strange taste.

Seeing this, the two of them who were secretly showing and showing finally came to their hearts.

"Heavenly Sword, where did this son cultivate before, how did he even cultivate the Heavenly Sword?" said Shi Wanwan in confusion.

"Immature sword heart, incomplete heavenly sword, nothing to make a fuss about, don't forget what his star soul is, it's a pity that he doesn't seem to know how to use the power of the star soul, otherwise how could it be so troublesome. Zhao also said bluntly.

Immature sword heart, incomplete heavenly sword, if Murong Xiu hears this, he will definitely be very annoyed, you must know that when he was in the human realm in Zhongzhou, his sword heart and heavenly sword had already surpassed his master, and the human realm was unique, but when he arrived in the immortal realm, he was said to be immature and incomplete, which would easily hit his self-confidence.

Zhao didn't finish his words, because even if he was immature and incomplete, it was enough to deal with a newborn soul.

After another half an hour, in a sonorous and favorable sound of the sword, the sword intent of the Heavenly Sword finally completely covered the White Tiger Soul Sword. Under the sword body of the black jade muscle, there was still a faint roar of unwilling reluctance from the newborn soul.

At this moment, Murong Xiu didn't pay attention to this roar at all, because the dominant power was now in his hands, and the threat of the newborn soul to him had no effect at all.

The moment his palm tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, the sword body of the White Tiger Soul Sword couldn't help but tremble, more like the newborn spirit was afraid, afraid, and begging for mercy.

It is taboo to devour the soul of the master, and Murong Xiu must not keep it, so as not to leave a disaster in the future.

"Xiaobai, do it!"

As he spoke, he quickly stretched out his index finger and wiped it on the sword, leaving a dark golden blood mark. This is the fusion of divine power and true dragon blood, his gift to each of the natal horcruxes, and it is also to help the cat Xiaobai.

With the divine power as the introduction, he took a step forward to bring out the power of Mao Xiaobai's origin, and it didn't take long for the soul of the newborn machine to be devoured cleanly.

At the signal of Mao Xiaobai, Murong Xiu withdrew his sword intent, allowing the soul of the white tiger to see the world again.

In an instant, the roar of the tiger belonging to Mao Xiaobai shook through the mountains and forests, and there was even a trace of cat barking in it, which really made Murong Xiu's head big for a while.

Under his gaze, the White Tiger Soul Sword transformed into the body of a white tiger, and a look of incomparable joy flashed in his blue eyes.

The White Tiger very affectionately put his head close to his palm, and the moment it came into contact, white light emerged, pouring into the heart of the sword on its own, and finally condensed, becoming a real White Tiger Soul Sword hovering on the right side of Xingyao.

At the same time, the cat Xiaobai from the outside world once again became the size of a palm, jumped into the palm of Murong Xiu's hand, and meowed twice.

Murong Xiu's face turned black when he heard this, and he picked it up and took a closer look, it was no different from before, which made him feel that everything he had done before was in vain.

"I%#!" Mao Xiaobai was seen by him standing upright as a white tiger, like a hedgehog, and he also used his little claws to block the key parts, and barked on two little white teeth and screamed.

"The master is a white tiger, not a fairy fairy, look at the hair!"

Shuofeng Hunting, who was not far away, wanted to come over to take a look at Murong Xiu's situation, and after hearing the nondescript words of the cat Xiaobai, he fell into the air with his head, regardless of whether the ground was dirty or not, and laughed strangely with his belly.

Don't say it's him, even the two of them in the dark are holding back a smile.

"Get out!~"

Seeing that Mao Xiaobai had not changed, Murong Xiu was already depressed to the extreme, and as soon as he was stimulated by Mao Xiaobai's words, he threw Mao Xiaobai, the poor little guy, out with a flick of his hand.

Who knew that the cat Xiaobai disappeared in an instant, and in a blink of an eye, it actually got into his clothes. Annoyed, he threw it out several times in a row, but in the end, he could only stop with Mao Xiaobai's smug smile.

Whoever let his divine consciousness and Mao Xiaobai have already fused into one, even if it is said that Mao Xiaobai is a part of his divine consciousness, it is just that, that is to say, unless he dies, don't want to throw Mao Xiaobai away.

"Brother Niu, look, there are fairies!"

Murong Xiu, who had been messing with Mao Xiaobai for a while, felt very bored, so he simply went to find Shuo Feng's bad luck.

The honest and honest Wind Hunt didn't seem to be moved at all, and handed Murong Xiu a disdainful expression, "You think I'm you, I don't even let go of a kitten." ”

Got!~ Murong Xiu stroked his forehead and couldn't say a word.

The formation of the White Tiger Soul Sword was tantamount to filling in another security guarantee for Murong Xiu's invasion of the Immortal Realm. Since Mao Xiaobai was already in shape, after the White Tiger Soul Sword was formed, it undoubtedly became his biggest killing weapon.

After resting, Murong Xiu originally wanted to leave the Pure Blue State Realm as soon as possible, but for some reason Shuo Feng Hunt refused to leave, and said something to let him get familiar with the new Natal Horcrux, and prevaricated for various reasons, in short, he didn't want him to get out of this place too early.

How did he know that all this was just because of the two of them, and there was a ban on the two of them, and their safety didn't need to be considered at all, maybe Shuo Feng Hunt also knew what the existence of the protector was for, so he didn't explain the reason to him.

In fact, the purpose of Shuofeng Hunting is very simple, let Changxian Valley and Shenhemen toss outside, anyway, they are not far from the next state now, and they can just use this time to let the enemy relax their vigilance, and the Shenhemen in a marginal area like this will definitely send elite disciples to probe repeatedly, and when they are tired of finding it, and they can't touch their traces, they will only turn their eyes to the mainland, and then they will be safest to go out again.

Murong Xiu originally wanted to familiarize himself with the White Tiger Soul Sword, and thought that Shuo Feng's words made some sense, so he didn't insist any longer.

After a few days, Murong Xiu not only completely mastered the White Tiger Soul Sword, but also further stabilized the realm.

After an in-depth understanding of the White Tiger Soul Sword, he finally figured out that it was not that Mao Xiaobai had not changed, but that he had not noticed it before. Let's not talk about how much the formation of the White Tiger Soul Sword helped him, let's just say that the growth of Mao Xiaobai can't be the same as before.

Although it still looks so big on the outside, in fact, once he uses his sword heart to cast the White Tiger Soul Sword, he is afraid that immortal masters who are three or four small realms higher than him will not be able to easily resist it. Of course, he can't use the White Tiger Soul Sword wantonly now, after all, his spiritual consciousness sea is still a little weak, and using it on a large scale will greatly increase the speed of his immortal power and divine consciousness power consumption.

Therefore, when it is not a last resort, the White Tiger Soul Sword can only be used as a hole card or a killer weapon.

Because of this, Murong Xiu didn't know how long he had been annoyed, but fortunately, his own strength had increased through this incident, otherwise it would have been a big loss.

When the two were about to leave this place, in order to avoid Murong Xiu's suspicions, the two of them who were secretly showing and restraining the ban in advance. Naturally, he didn't know all this, and when he estimated that he had reached the prohibition, he was like a playful child, jumping over, jumping over, and touching the void from time to time, until he was dozens of feet away, he turned his head back and looked at it as if he was afraid, and then flew into the distance without looking back in Murong Xiu's puzzled gaze.

As Murong Xiu looked back, the two of them in the shadows couldn't help but feel nervous, and he was still suspicious of something just because of Shuo Feng's series of actions, so he followed without much entanglement.