At this time, in the space of the Sword Tomb, the fog that filled the space became thicker and thicker, and the yin and evil aura inside became more and more violent, and the visibility was many times worse than before, and even the distance seen by those with strong soul power was only three or four meters away.

The reason why Chen Zhan retreated was to discover this, rather than entanglement with the people who came, it was better to retreat and seek the second, the most important thing now is to preserve his strength in order to deal with the changes that will happen next.

Because the Yin Spirits wandering in the dense fog grew stronger and stronger as they absorbed the Yin Qi, and the aura emitted from their bodies became more and more terrifying, so every step now was like walking on thin ice.

The several aura Chen Zhan behind him was somewhat familiar, and when he heard one of them speak, his name appeared in his mind, it was his old opponent Su Yuheng, since the battle in the Southern Regions Tianji Imperial Capital Sword Sect Trials, the relationship between the two was that of friend and foe.

"Brother, I'm going to teach that dead cleanliness a lesson, and when I hear his voice, I feel sick all over, and I want to whip him a few times. Gu Shuting looked slightly angry, thinking of that nasty face, she felt a chill in her heart.

"This is not our royal family, you can let you do whatever you want, Su Yuheng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, besides, the environment here is very bad, we have to find a place to avoid it as soon as possible, and we have a lot of time to fight him, I don't care about this moment." Chen Zhan knew Gu Shuting's character very well, and he would not hesitate to do it, and he usually carried the black pot for her, cleared the ghost that was whistling in front of her, and took her hand and left quickly.

"Even if you are in the Sword Sect, give him a hundred dog galls, you don't dare to hurt me, if you hurt me, I will tell Uncle Chendong and let them remove the Su family from the five major families, hum" The cold snort echoed in the thick fog, and the long whip in his hand was also struck out casually, and the ghost that made a terrible sound disappeared in the moment it touched the whip shadow.

"My eldest miss, you don't look at what time it is, if we delay a little longer, we will become the food of these ghosts. The long sword in his hand slashed out one after another sword qi, and in Gu Shuting's coquettish voice, he hugged her and moved away.

One by one, the figures galloped in the thick fog, and each sword would take away a yin soul, and I don't know what the reason was, the number of yin souls on their side was much denser, maybe they heard Gu Shuting's heart, and came to teach this dead cleanliness addict a lesson.

Su Yuheng's long sword tilted, and the Dao Dao sword qi spread its sharp edge in the air, killing the yin souls one by one, and in the place that everyone didn't see, his eyes showed a little scarlet, and the yin aura that permeated the dense fog seemed to be being pulled in the direction where he was.

The scarlet quickly receded, as the companions behind him were entangled with the Yin Spirit, and it was just a slight delay that the breath of Chen Zhan and the two completely disappeared into the thick fog.

"Chen Zhan, I hope you can get out of the sword grave, and we'll see you in the third level. The long sword moved forward slightly, and the dense fog shook and contracted, seemingly slow, but in fact extremely fast, and the sword gang that erupted out pierced through the yin spirits.

Su Yuheng turned his head slightly to stare at the direction where Chen Zhan disappeared, a few strands of green silk on his left sideburns floated slightly, and then disappeared into the dense fog in the opposite direction with several other people.

An area of the Sword Grave.

Sikong Haoran still sat in place with his eyes closed, his soul was running on its own, and the dead air that permeated the sea of souls was completely swallowed up by the brilliant golden light, and the mirage and the soul refining were clearly distinguished.

"How could the Soul Refining Ding and the Mirage join forces to kill the pitch-black long sword sword spirit, one good and one evil, it is incompatible, why is it entangled, it seems that I will communicate with the Soul Refining Ding a lot in the future, if it is countered, it is estimated that I will not be far from death." ”

"Buzz. ”

A sigh sounded in his heart, and the Soul Refining Ding, which occupied one side, let out a trembling sound at this time, as if he could feel Sikong Haoran's worry at this time, and an intimate fluctuation of thoughts

Tightly wrapped around his soul consciousness.

And then the three big characters on the body of the Soul Refining Ding also bloomed with brilliant golden light, and the fine lines and veins on it, the mountains and rivers, the white clouds and the morning glow, and the fierce birds and beasts were all circulating, as if they had come to life, which was breathtaking.

The Soul Refining Ding was formed by Sikong Haoran when he cultivated the soul decision, killed countless demonic beasts, absorbed their souls, and tempered them after nine deaths and a lifetime, so to speak, it is a part of the soul.

Receiving the response of the Soul Refining Ding, he was immediately ecstatic, and the bright golden light gave him a warmth and peace of mind like bathing in the sun, "Can you understand what I am saying?"

"Buzz. ”

The Soul Refining Ding once again sent an intimate fluctuation of thoughts, and the brilliant golden light that enveloped him was tightly attached to the soul consciousness, like a child thrown into his father's arms.

This reaction made Sikong Haoran's hanging heart finally fall, and he also breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling the call of the blood connection, his heart was very excited, looking at the bright golden light that hugged him tightly, and then said, "Can you speak?"

"Buzz. ”

Sikong Haoran reacted at this time, the cultivation of the soul determination has only reached the peak of the first level, and the soul refining tripod has only been tempered for a short time, and it is already very unnatural to be able to transmit the fluctuation of thoughts, looking in the direction where the mirage is located, and muttering: "It seems that the soul determination has to break through the second level as soon as possible, and only the suppression of the soul refining tripod will not let this henchman cause another storm." ”

Sikong Haoran stroked the brilliant golden light in front of him, and an intimate fluctuation of thoughts came from his soul consciousness, "The sword opposite you is a bad guy, don't talk to you in the future, don't bother with it, you have to be obedient." ”

"Buzz"

The brilliant golden light that enveloped the soul consciousness seemed to stretch out a pair of warm little hands, tightly embracing him, and letting out an affectionate cry.

The smile on Sikong Haoran's face became brighter and brighter, and even the frowning eyebrows dispersed the clouds, "It seems that the reason why the Soul Refining Ding and the Mirage joined forces was because they didn't want the battle between them to destroy the Soul Ocean, judging from the current situation, the current balance can still be maintained for a while, and there is a long way to go." ”

After communicating with the Soul Refining Ding for a while, he withdrew from the soul ocean, and after his consciousness left, in the mirage sword, a pitch-black figure sitting cross-legged opened his eyes.

In front of him, a transparent light cluster was suspended, and a white silk thread extended from the light cluster, which was continuously pouring into the eyebrows of the pitch-black figure, and the corners of his mouth outlined a wicked smile, and then closed his eyes again.

Sikong Haoran obviously didn't know what had just happened, he felt the powerful heart in his chest, and the mystery of life and death comprehended Ercheng under the deliberate arrangement of the pitch-black long sword sword spirit, and also understood the essence of life and death, the essence of yin and yang rotation, which made him more comfortable with the death breath that everyone in the sword tomb feared like a snake and scorpion.

Standing up, a long sword appeared in his hand, and after a while, the aura of death permeating this space was flowing, and the tens of thousands of sword weapons in the sword forest seemed to echo each other slightly at this moment.

Thinking back to the three illusions created by the pitch-black long sword sword spirit, between the slashing and stabbing of the long sword in his hand, the Dao Dao sword qi pierced the space in front of him, exploding ten zhang away, the ground shook for a while, and tens of thousands of long swords in the sword forest were also ringing, and the effect produced just now made Sikong Haoran also surprised.

That's right, this is the death sword qi used by the pitch-black long sword sword spirit, the richer the death qi, the more domineering the effect it will play, which can make people be filled with death qi in an instant, eating away at the vitality in the body.

It is similar to the sword comprehended on the Seven Killing Sword Tablet in the Ancient Killing Domain, the stronger the killing intent, the more fierce the killing sword is. Once invaded by the killing intent, they will lose their minds, and even become a puppet of the killing intent, controlled by the perpetrator.

Sikong Haoran towards

As soon as he stepped on it, he appeared in front of the deep pit that was blown out by the death sword qi ten zhang away, the bottom was not visible, the distance between the five zhang was more than five zhang, looking at the masterpiece in front of him, his heart was full of pride, "If there is a pitch-black long sword in hand, the sword spirit cooperates, and the death sword qi that is cut out, what kind of spectacular scene will it be, this damn mirage, take away the sword spirit, why do you want to cut it off." ”

The pitch-black long sword that fell on the periphery of the Sword Forest no longer had the slightest vitality at this moment, and the famous killing weapon on the Hengduan Continent, the king of the Sword Forest, was now like a piece of scrap metal without anyone, leaving it miserable in vain.

"I don't know if I've been waiting for a few days, I have to get out of the sword grave as soon as possible. The voice sounded in this space, and Sikong Haoran was nowhere to be seen, and the area where this sword forest was located also disappeared into the void the moment he left.

Walking aimlessly in the sword tomb shrouded in the thick fog, with the soul power of the mid-level peak of the spirit realm, it could only extend five meters, and the aura emitted from the dense fog was very familiar, but it could not have any impact on him, and those yin souls who wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack were destroyed under the death sword qi and turned into unconscious souls.

Sikong Haoran looked at the wisp of soul suspended in the palm of his hand, the soul was running rapidly, and it suddenly poured into his soul ocean, and then entered the soul refining tripod, the anger in the soul was swallowed up in an instant, and the soul refining tripod also emitted cheerful consciousness fluctuations, "Sure enough, it can be refined and absorbed." ”

All of a sudden, the yin soul in the dense fog that others could not avoid became a sweet spot in Sikong Haoran's eyes, and each yin soul was killed by the death sword qi, and then it was ingested by a suction force.

Time flies, the number of Yin Spirits is increasing, the strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the intelligence is relatively higher, seeing their companions being killed, they are like locusts in a wheat field.

"Woooooo

The roaring ghost, making people's scalp tingle and crying, not only was he not afraid, but his eyes were also shining with green light, like a beggar who had been hungry for more than ten days, and he was happy to see a rooster called flower from the sky and land in front of him.

If anyone could see this scene from a distance, they would definitely be frightened to the point that their souls would tremble, and if there were those who were timid, they might even become one of them.

"It's a good time, God help me!"

The airtight death sword qi weaved into an invisible sword net in front of him, and the more the Yin Soul slashed, the more domineering the death sword qi became, because the death qi emanating from them was growing the power of the sword qi.

The Soul Refining Ding bloomed with a blazing golden light, and as the more the soul was refined, the more refined the soul power that overflowed, and the texture and luster on the Soul Refining Ding were also undergoing subtle changes.

And a small part of these essence soul power drifted to two places, one was the faint golden point of light in the deepest part of the soul ocean, and the other was the direction where the mirage was located.

Sikong Haoran's figure pulled out a blurred afterimage in the thick fog, and the fifth phantom was more condensed than before, but it dissipated after a breath.

I don't know how long it has been, the shadows that cover the sky and the sun are getting fewer and fewer, and there is even a trace of fear on their bodies, and as the first and second shades escape, the remaining ghosts flee into the thick fog like frightened birds.

"Don't go, come back to me, can you have some dignity. Sikong Haoran was speechless, the long sword swallowed the death sword qi, and there was still a shadow of the yin soul under the sight of the soul.

"The soul duel is still at the peak of the first level, and it seems that this bit of yin soul is not enough to stuff the teeth. ”

As soon as the words fell, the space of the sword tomb shrouded in the dense fog, I don't know where it was, there was a whining cry of the yin soul and a tremor of the violent fluctuation of the Xuan Qi, "There are still people who are preying on the yin soul like me, who is it?"