"Congratulations to Xiaoyou for advancing to build a foundation and getting a glimpse of the secret of the fairy road!"

A cold word suddenly sounded above Sima Yuan's heart lake, and Sima Yuan Huo Ran opened his eyes.

But seeing that phantom shadow was floating on Sima Yuan, his pupils shrank, and a life-and-death crisis suddenly struck.

At the same time, there seemed to be a look of disbelief in his eyes, "It's you!"

His face is eight points similar to Sima Yuan's, just like Sima Yuan's middle-aged appearance!

The man smiled lightly, and there seemed to be appreciation and relief in his eyes, "The majesty of the Spirit Lake is extremely rare among the geniuses I have observed, and this body is enough to carry this Spirit Child." ”

Sima Yuan's face changed greatly, the man smiled, and quickly came and swept into Sima Yuan's body.

He immediately hugged his head and screamed, his mouth let out a tearing scream of pain, a trace of spasmodic convulsions flashed on his face from time to time, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

With a bang, a strong qi machine suddenly dispersed, and then quickly retracted.

Sima Yuan's whole body seemed to have green tendons bulging, like reptiles wriggling all over his body, his face showed a trace of hideous fear, and the pain in his eyes became more and more intense.

Two words popped out of his mouth with difficulty, "Ask the fairy".

The outside of the body asked the fairy sword as if he was hesitant, hesitant, and did not come half-way.

Sima Yuanxi's eyes dimmed instantly, and his aura gradually weakened.

The soul belonging to Sima Yuan was like a candle flame, fluttering in the air, floating and wandering, as if it would be completely extinguished in the next moment.

When he was on the verge of death, Sima Yuan subconsciously took out an object, clenched it in his hand, and smeared blood on it.

An ancient mirror full of turtles, phoenixes, dragons, rats, tigers, snakes and apes.

The mind was quietly handed out, like a sea of mud.

However, the ancient mirror seemed to tremble slightly, and Sima Yuan's fingertips moved.

At the edge of the ancient mirror, a touch of inky black quietly swept into it and disappeared in an instant.

Half-loud, Sima Yuan's eyes trembled slightly, as if he was about to open his eyes.

After breathing, 'Sima Yuan' slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and sharp, and his eyes were solemn and indifferent.

He glanced at the treasure mirror in his hand and muttered to himself, "Snatched from the Xiao family's disciples?" ”

"It's a pity, it's just a spiritual weapon. ”

Oh, he raised his eyes and looked at the fairy in front of him, his eyes were flat.

Ask the fairy sword trembled slightly, and after hesitating for a while, 'Sima Yuan' said lightly, "What, you don't recognize me?"

The figure of the fairy sword froze for a moment, and then he circled around Sima Yuan happily, inviting him to be petted like a child around his knees.

'Sima Yuan' smiled indifferently, held the hilt of the sword of the fairy, rubbed the gap in the half of the sword body, and sighed lightly, "Over the years, I have suffered you." ”

A flash of inspiration flashed on the fairy sword, as if in response.

After looking at it for a while, 'Sima Yuan' incorporated the Ask Immortal Sword into his body, and immediately looked inwardly at this new 'lair'.

The Spirit Palace in the Dantian Qi Sea was suspended, the golden lotus was swaying, his expression was flat, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

His gaze moved upwards until he reached nearly four hundred drops of sword yuan above the Purple Palace, and he nodded slightly, "There is also a bit of climate."

Wherever his gaze went, the sea of qi was condensed, and the sword yuan was solidified, and he did not dare to make the slightest movement.

It wasn't until the Heavenly Court Acupoint, when his gaze fell on the 'Sword Talisman', that 'Sima Yuan' showed a trace of surprise and said to himself, "The old ghost actually values you so much that he gave you a copy of the 'Amazing Talisman'. ”

His expression suddenly moved, the corners of his mouth seemed to have enlightenment and sarcasm, and an illusory figure slowly condensed next to the 'Sword Talisman', looking at its appearance as if it was a miniature version of 'Sima Yuan', but it was only a few feet in size.

Concentrating on the soul and fighting with people is a mysterious power that can only be displayed by the real person of the Yuanying!

'Sima Yuan' stood with his hands in his hands, smiled slightly, and said lightly, "Old ghost, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come to harm." ”

The 'Sword Talisman' was silent at first, but he smiled undiminished and looked determined.

Halfway through, a sigh of vicissitudes sounded in Sima Yuanzhihai, "You are not dead yet, but it is beyond the old man's expectations." ”

'Sima Yuan' chuckled, "Fortunately, the strength of the surname Xiao is not good, although he destroyed Chen's body, but I finally let my spirit baby escape a trace of the remnant soul, and I can be regarded as escaping death." ”

After a few moments of silence, the one in the 'Sword Talisman' said slowly, "It seems that I am a step behind today."

'Sima Yuan' smiled lightly, then stretched out his fingertips and lightly clicked, the sword talisman slammed, and in a muffled snort explosion, the talisman trembled and trembled, as if the soul aura was wiped out.

He muttered to himself, "Old and not dead are thieves, and the ancients are honest and do not deceive me." It seems that this old guy is a thief, and he really wants to rebuild the Shenxiao Sect. It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

'Sima Yuan' or Chen Hanlin, the former master of Sword Peak Peak, made a slight move, and the sword talisman fell into his hand, and after he looked at it a little, he put it away with satisfaction, "When you kill Xiao Han in the future, it may have a surprising effect." ”

On the lotus platform, Chen Hanlin slowly opened his eyes, his gaze cold and indifferent.

He opened his mouth lightly and inhaled, the entire secret realm shook uneasy, and the tide-like aura poured in, and his eyes glared at him, as if there was a coldness.

The aura is smooth and gentle, gurgling and flowing.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the cultivation of 'Sima Yuan', which had been stolen by Chen Hanlin, soared, rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After three breaths, 'Sima Yuan' bought the late stage of foundation building and the body building period!

Half a day later, a yellow golden bean fell into the abdomen, and an incomparable breath dispersed!

Looking at its vastness and majesty, it is enough to compete with Lu Hongli!

After Xun Yue, 'Sima Yuan' stepped into the late stage of Jindan and was about to break the Dan into a baby.

At this time, its promotion aura finally slowed down and gradually stagnated.

He frowned slightly, and muttered, "It seems that this body can only end here." ”

At this moment, a thick fog hit, enveloping it.

'Sima Yuan' sneered, "Just a few demons dare to disturb my state of mind and kill !!"

With a snort, the fairy sword trembled, and was about to kill it all.

At this moment, the 'sword talisman' in Sima Yuan's body suddenly shone brightly, and a sky-high sword intent suddenly slashed, cutting the body of the divine soul in Sima Yuan's brain into two.

A terrible roar sounded, "Old ghost, you are looking for death!!"

A sneer came from within the 'Sword Talisman', "Shocking, Soul Destroying!"

Suddenly, the hiss sound permeated Sima Yuan's body, like grinding bones and cutting, more like exterminating evil spirits and demons.

"Ask the fairy sword, cut the talisman !!"

Ask the fairy sword Huo Ran stabbed in and slashed on the sword talisman.

With a bang, an old exclamation sounded in Sima Yuan's mind, "Damn, don't you want this body?"

'Sima Yuan' smiled sympathetically in his mind, "Since Chen can't get it, you can't even think of it!"

His voice suddenly rose and he said sharply, "Cut !! again"

With a bang, the old voice let out a few painful moans, and finally after a few unwilling words, it gradually weakened and withered.

Only a cold word remained, "The old man is waiting for you to come back!"

'Sima Yuan' illusory body smiled indifferently, and when he was about to speak, his face changed drastically.

"Boy, you're looking for !! death"

But he saw that the treasure mirror outside Sima Yuan's body suddenly emitted a ray of light, and quickly swept into his mind.

As it approached the illusory figure, the light suddenly turned into a large net, enveloping it from top to bottom.

At the same time, nearly four hundred drops of sword yuan in the Purple Palace exploded, turning into one after another essence sword qi, and quickly rushed to this place.

With a light shout falling, "Shenxiao slashes the spirit, slashes the !!"

The sword qi roared in, and when the illusory figure was frightened and angry, nearly four hundred inches of vertical and horizontal sword qi penetrated through its body.

A muffled snort ran through Sima Yuan's mind, as if he had suffered from Ling Chi, letting out a cry and roar of pain.

After a little effort, a weak roar sounded, "Stop!"

The remnant soul in the treasure mirror fell on deaf ears, and the sword qi was interspersed with torture and killing, non-stop, as if it would never stop until it was completely destroyed.

In just half an hour, the illusory figure was no longer human, and it was about to collapse and disappear.

He let out a cry begging for mercy, "Spare me my life, and I can defend you against the enemy in the future!"

The sword aura suddenly stagnated, and the man seemed to be happy, "That astonishing talisman is a secret move left by the old ghost, although it is eliminated today, it has already angered it, and once you return to the sect in the future, you may be killed on the spot by it." With me, I can take some of the pressure off your shoulders!"

After being silent for a moment, Sima Yuan's remnant soul in the treasure mirror spit out a word coldly,

"Kill !!"

The sword qi roared through again, and the illusory figure could no longer hold on, and exploded with a bang.

Sima Yuan's remnant soul still did not slack off, and he used his sword qi to directly completely kill those scattered soul bodies, leaving nothing behind.

At the same time, his mind moved, and his sword qi went straight down, sweeping through all the tricks such as the Purple Palace and the Atrium.

Suddenly, when it swept to the sea of dantian qi, a puff of black smoke rose and transformed into a human form.

The sword light roared mercilessly, and all of them were slashed!

After the sword qi completely swept the body, a inky shadow quickly swept into the body, and then stood proudly in the place where the sword talisman was.

The remnant muttered to himself, "Cut the grass and remove the roots, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

The remnant soul is Sima Yuan, who was lucky enough to escape!

When he was on the verge of extinction before, he didn't listen to the call, so he had no choice but to split a wisp of soul and hide in the treasure mirror.

At this moment, he was not in a complete state, and the remnants of his soul were floating like reeds in the wind.

He looked down silently, only to see that as Chen Han's woodland soul flew away, the vast cultivation that had reached the late stage of Jindan fell sharply like a flood, and his breathing effort fell to the late stage of foundation building, and then returned to its original state, falling back to the peak of the early stage.

Sima Yuan watched coldly, did not stop it, and could not stop it.

He opened his mouth and inhaled, and the power of the soul that had collapsed around him swallowed into his abdomen, causing his floating soul body to condense slightly.

His voice was slightly astringent, his words were difficult to pronounce, and he muttered to himself vaguely, "Refine."

The body on the lotus platform, Sima Yuan had already bled from seven orifices, like the blood of the ink soul flowing slowly, which was daunting and terrifying.

After he opened his eyes with difficulty, he didn't care about wiping the dirty blood, and the exercise "Shenxiao Sword Technique" in his body quietly operated, and the surrounding spiritual energy was slowly inhaled and refined.

Then he fell silent.

From beginning to end, Sima Yuan never summoned the Immortal Sword.

Betrayal is only once, or an infinite number of times.

He will not be betrayed, including the Spirit Sword!

Asking the fairy sword was also uncharacteristically silent.

When the soul intent in the sword talisman was completely destroyed, far away in the abyss ancient cave under the Qilin Cliff, the chains suddenly rattled, and a huge breath woke up from its deep sleep, making several muffled snorts one after another.

After he snorted coldly a few times, he fell silent, his tone gloomy and cold, "Good boy, you haven't died after so many years?" ”

He said to himself, "Why don't you come and help the old man?"