It didn't finish its words.

Because its body was already shattered, it was slapped to pieces by Ning Xiaotang.

The fragments turned into countless blood lines, and quickly scattered in all directions.

Ning Xiaotang stood in place with his hands on his shoulders.

He looked at the fleeing bloodlines with a calm expression.

He opened his mouth and said, "This is my sea of knowledge, where can you flee to?"

With that, Ning Xiaotang stretched out a hand, aimed at the blood line in a certain direction, and shook it in the air.

This grip was like a mountain crashing and the ground cracked, and the whole space kept trembling.

Countless blood-colored threads, under this grasp, have turned into nothingness.

A terrible scream rang out suddenly.

"Damn! don't push me. If you push me again, I will perish with you!"

Ning Xiaotang said indifferently: "Yes, but I don't think you have this ability. ”

"Then you will definitely regret it, you will definitely regret it!"

There was a hysterical madness in the shrill voice, but perhaps more of it was fear, a fear before death.

Ning Xiaotang ignored the other party's roar.

He just stretched out his other hand, then aimed it in the other direction of the void and shook it in the distance.

"Hum~~"

The void shook again.

At the same time, a scream that was even more miserable and painful than just now resounded in Ning Xiaotang's sea of knowledge.

"Damn it, stop! Stop, why do you want me to die? I can recognize you as Lord, I can kill for you. As long as you spare me, you will be my master in the future!"

Why do you have to kill it?

Because Ning Xiaotang felt an indescribable and inexplicable ominous aura from it.

This ominous aura made Ning Xiaotang feel very uncomfortable.

There seemed to be a voice in his head constantly warning him that if he missed this opportunity to kill the other party, then it would be extremely difficult to kill the other party next time.

Ning Xiaotang knew that this voice was actually his intuition.

He trusts his instincts.

Therefore, he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of the other party to enter his sea of knowledge and kill it completely.

Ignoring the other party's pleas for mercy, Ning Xiaotang continued to stretch out his palm and shook it against the void for the third time.

"Hum~~"

The Void trembled.

"Ah, bastard, if you hurt me again, I'll make you regret it!"

A curse sounded, and its voice seemed to have weakened considerably.

However, the other party is an illusory spiritual consciousness after all, and it is still a spiritual consciousness that has survived for an unknown number of years.

It is not easy to completely kill the other party.

Fortunately, this is Ning Xiaotang's sea of knowledge, and it can be said that this is his main battlefield.

Now he has sealed his sea of knowledge early and cut off the other party's retreat.

As long as you continue to attack the opponent non-stop, sooner or later you can grind it to death.

"Hum~~"

The void trembled again.

"Ahh

This time, the other party did not insult again, except for a very weak scream, no more sound was made.

Ning Xiaotang knew that the other party was about to lose his hand.

It won't be long before the sword spirit will be completely wiped out.

However, just as Ning Xiaotang was about to shake his palm again, something happened after all.

"Demon disintegration, curse my curse!"

A voice of resentment to the extreme suddenly sounded in Ning Xiaotang's sea of knowledge.

With this voice, in Ning Xiaotang's sea of consciousness void, one after another blood-colored characters appeared out of thin air.

Each character is filled with extreme resentment, as if all the resentment in the whole world has been gathered into that character.

Feeling the resentment on the blood-colored characters, Ning Xiaotang's expression also became solemn.

He said in a deep voice: "I can't imagine that you still have such means. ”

The resentful voice of the sword spirit sounded: "This is all forced by you, I said it a long time ago, you don't force me again, but you just don't listen!"

"This is the resentment I have collected over thousands of years, and I have used a secret method to refine it into a curse technique. The power of this technique is so great that it can wreak havoc on a master like you. ”

"You can enjoy its power. Unfortunately, there is only one curse, or it might kill you. ”

The voice of the sword spirit gradually dissipated, as if it had left this sea of knowledge void.

It did leave here, too.

Because Ning Xiaotang had already opened the closed sea of knowledge, it took the opportunity to escape.

Ning Xiaotang had to do the same, because in order to deal with the curse technique in front of him, he had to concentrate all his spiritual sense.

The closed sea of knowledge was helplessly opened.

Of course, he could also choose to kill the sword spirit first, and then deal with the cursed art.

However, in this way, he is likely to be severely injured by this cursed technique.

This is not what Ning Xiaotang wants to see.

After all, his life was much more noble than that sword spirit, how could he risk his life?

"Bang~~" "Bang Bang~~"

One by one, the blood-colored characters began to explode in the void.

Every time a character explodes, this sea of knowledge is dyed with a strange curse power.

This cursed power, with endless resentment, continued to pollute Ning Xiaotang's sea awareness space.

Ning Xiaotang's expression was solemn, his hands began to move in the void, and one after another milky white light shot out from his palms and fell into the void, purifying the power of the strange curse.

......

From the time Ning Xiaotang and the sword spirit began to fight in the sea of knowledge, to the time when the sword spirit escaped from the sea of knowledge, in fact, all of this was only a few breaths of work.

In the eyes of the stupid old man and other outsiders, after Ning Xiaotang held the knife, the whole person instantly stood motionless.

However, a few moments later, the scimitar in Ning Xiaotang's hand suddenly appeared cracks.

Immediately after, the scimitar suddenly escaped from Ning Xiaotang's hand, turned into a blood-colored light, flew towards the sky quickly, and disappeared into everyone's eyes.

Seeing the scimitar suddenly disappear into the distance, the stupid old man and the others were all dumbfounded.

What's going on?

Why did the scimitar run away on its own?

And the moment the scimitar escaped from Ning Xiaotang's palm, Ning Xiaotang's eyes also regained their brightness.

He looked at the scimitar that had disappeared into the air, and was silent.

After all, the sword spirit escaped.

And Ning Xiaotang also suffered a dark loss.

Thinking of the situation in his sea of consciousness, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

Those cursed powers, Ning Xiaotang successfully got rid of them.

But there is still a faint trace of resentment in his sea of knowledge.

These resentful breaths were like appendages, and with Ning Xiaotang's strength, they couldn't get rid of it for a while.

In particular, he found that these faint resentment would become an obstacle for him to step into the next realm.

It gave him a big headache.

Therefore, in any case, this problem must be solved.

Soon, he thought of a place.

He felt that going there should solve the problem.

(Thanks to the Heavenly Demon Hall Master Wei Yimourning for rewarding 500 starting coins, thank you very much !!)