Chapter 292: The Way of the Divine Sword

Weak water is an extremely evil water, no matter what it falls, it will sink without floating.

It is rumored to lead to the Nine Shades.

Hundreds of years ago, when the moonlight came here, this weak waterhole already existed.

She didn't know what it meant.

If this body falls into weak water, it will not only harm a life, but also have an impact on the layout of her, the Jade Queen and others.

At this moment, a golden light in the shape of a claw suddenly bloomed in front of her eyes.

Among the claws, there was Shen Feixue, who looked so eager.

"Spirit Sword Protector, it really succeeded!" she looked happy.

In fact, it is very easy to use the good thoughts of the ancestor of the earth demon to turn into a sword spirit and communicate with the sword master's heart. But no one has ever done it, even in the Sword Emperor, what he put forward is only an idea, and he has not had the opportunity to put it into practice, and he has also said that the chance of success is not great.

These had not been told to Shen Feixue before, for fear that they would have an impact on him.

would give rise to such an idea, all because of the deep-rooted ideas before, she had no idea what was going on between Xiao Ji and Shen Feixue.

In fact, for Shen Feixue, apart from spending more time, there is nothing difficult about it.

As early as in the interior of Tianyun Mountain, since the discovery of Xiaoji, the two have formed an inextricable connection.

First Shen Feixue saved Xiao Ding, and then Xiao Xiao rescued Shen Feixue, in short, they didn't get along for a long time, but they can be regarded as a heart-to-heart connection.

Shen Feixue was also before, in the sea of consciousness, it was easy to capture Xiao Xiao's consciousness.

"Master!" Shen Feixue let out a deep sigh, and with a movement of her mind, the golden light claws had already held the sinking Zhang Min.

With Zhang Min, Shen Feixue fell back to the three-foot walkway by the water.

Zhang Min's face was full of relieved smiles, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by Shen Feixue.

"How can I save you. He said.

Zhang Min shook his head, and a weak brilliance rose from his body.

"The last bit of residual thought is starting to dissipate, before leaving, can I put on the mask again and let the master take a look again......

"Master......"

"There is no feast in the world that will not be dissolved, you can do it with your heart for what you have explained before! Besides, after you retrieve her memory, we can meet again!" Although I was very reluctant and didn't want to see Shen Feixue thinking about it, there was some deception, and I still had to go on.

Shen Feixue's face was distorted, and her eyes were full of tears.

Even if he knew that there was still a chance to meet, but the parting was just around the corner, how could he control his emotions.

He still took out the mask from the ring and slowly put it on his face.

This mask symbolizes not only the identity of the Flying Snow Sword Immortal, but also his longing for his master.

This kind of lovesickness has nothing to do with the wind and snow, and is beyond everything in the world.

It is precisely because of this that no one can be defiled.

This bottom line is very high and low.

He will not care what the world says about him, but this mask will not tolerate anyone disrespecting it.

No one is allowed to imitate it and bring it on their faces.

This also leads to the fact that there is only one side of the mask of ordinary material in the world.

"Okay, you put on this mask, you have to be on your own from today onwards, you can't be naughty like a child anymore!"

A thousand years ago, Yuexia said the same thing in the same tone, but now, her voice is getting weaker and weaker.

As the weak brilliance on his body dissipated, Zhang Min completely fainted.

"Master...... I would......"

In the space, Shen Feixue's choked voice echoed.

On the ephemeral side, the heavens are separated again.

Although she knew that at this moment, there was no longer any residual thought of the moonlight in Zhang Min's body, Shen Feixue was still reluctant to let go, quietly hugged it, looked a little sluggish, and sat on the aisle.

In my heart, a thousand thoughts flickered.

He didn't know what he had gained during this trip to the Calamity Sword Shrine, but the most important thing was that he had a clue from his master.

"Star Peak! Heart of the Three Realms!"

According to Yuexia's words, as long as Zhang Min's memory is retrieved, Yuexia will reappear, so no matter what, he will do his best.

Remove the mask and place it in the ring.

The previous sorrow has dissipated, and now there is only firmness.

As soon as his mind moved, a snow-white sword flew out of the collapsed statue in the middle of the pool.

During the flight, the golden light flashed, and when it landed, it had become the previous appearance of Xiao Xiao.

Compared to the previous life, this time in the sword spirit period, even the sword has the ability to transform.

In other words, it is Xiao Ji who has such an ability, which can not only turn into his sword, but also restore his true body.

"Twitter~" Xiao Ji landed on the ground and made a sound.

Although she couldn't understand the voice, Shen Feixue could already sense its mind.

"Don't worry, I will!" Shen Feixue nodded, "Next, is the moment to test us the most!"

"Twitter~"

"Then let's start casting the Natal Sword!"

"Twitter~"

"You don't have to be so excited, but don't forget that there is also the Zixiao Heavenly Tribulation!" Before Shen Feixue's words fell, the release of the sword-shaped symbol on her wrist became thick and blue, flying out of her wrist from time to time, returning to its original sword-shaped size.

"Go ahead!"

"Huh~" Xiao Xiao raised his head, his golden hair fluttered, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he jumped towards the cyan long sword in the air, and on the way, it turned into a snow-white Tianluo again.

The first step in the casting of the Natal Sword is to let the sword spirit control the sword embryo, and then the sword master is poured into the blood and bones, and the heart.

All this is easy to say, but as the sword embryo of the Ancient Divine Sword, which one does not have the sword spirit independently, not to mention that this is still the innate sword of the Innate Five Tai Period.

Whether it is for him or for Xiao Ding, it is a big test.

As the two swords collided in the air, the low-density purple cloud rose again.

Compared to any previous time, this time it was much denser, and with a devastating and powerful momentum.

Shen Feixue believed that if this purple cloud was not in this space and put into the earthly world, it would cause a lot of destruction.

Despite this, Shen Feixue was not afraid. After sending the unconscious Zhang Min into the passage to avoid being accidentally injured by Zi Lei, his hand twisted and suddenly appeared, and a blood-red blade appeared in his hand.

Without any stop, the star-chasing sword shadow was used to the extreme, jumped into the air, joined the ranks of Xiao Ji, and played with the green sword.

Now they have to face not only the green sword, but also the purple thunder in the sky.

Thundered~

The purple thunder fell densely like raindrops, splitting on Shen Feixue's body and on the Tianluo body that Xiao Ji had transformed.

Every thunderbolt fell, splitting Shen Feixue's skin and flesh, and Sensen's white bones were shocking.

Sharpen the bones and refine the soul, quench the mind and purify the heart.

Shen Feixue was not afraid and endured the pain.

Because of the purple thunder attracted by the body of the Nine Tribulations Spirit Sword, the pain of forging the Natal Divine Sword this time increased in a straight line, but it also made him fearless.

He only knows that the more he gives, the more he will return.

For sword cultivators, the way of the divine sword is a nirvana, and after nirvana is reborn, he will only become stronger.

As long as he carries this time and enters the path of the Divine Sword, whether it is facing Xingzhu Peak or facing the "them" in his master's mouth, it will make him easy to deal with.

Yuexia's words, he still has a lot of things he can't understand, and he also knows a little about the so-called layout.

But he knew that as long as he found "them" and found the heart of the Three Realms, everything would be unraveled head-on.

So now he doesn't want to do anything, just concentrate on refining the Natal Divine Sword.

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At the same time, the Divine Sword Villa, which is hundreds of zhang above, is in a mess.

The corpses of the disciples of the Divine Sword Mountain Villa were lying in various places, with countless casualties, even the huge Taiji Disc was half missing, and the remaining half was also a crack of dissatisfaction.

The Liangyi sealed the magic array, but it was destroyed after all.

But now, no one pays attention to this, and there are very few people who can stand on the scene.

It was also Meng Ranshi who supported each other, and the other was Lu Ruoguang, who was panting and supporting his knees with his hands.

In the air, there are two figures.

In addition to the previous Li Wangjiang, there was also an old man who was wrapped in white, bound by a cloudless belt, and his long robe and white hair were flying together.

"Meng Haobai, you are finally willing to show up!" Li Wangjiang's eyes were hideous, but black blood oozed out of his mouth.

"You took advantage of my retreat to do so many things in the Divine Sword Villa, it seems that you are also reminding me that you want to exterminate your Yi family!" Meng Haobai's tone was calm, but no one doubted what he said.

Li Wangjiang's current state is the best illustration.

Li Wangjiang, who was defeated even by the joint efforts of Meng Ran's division, was defeated and injured under Meng Haobai's move.

You must know that the current Li Wangjiang has the strength of the Silent Sky Realm.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you just now?" Meng Haobai continued: "I want you to see with your own eyes that your Yi family's bloodline was ruined in the Divine Sword Villa, I want you to regret it, the Yi family originally had a chance to survive, but because you didn't cherish it, this opportunity was buried!"

Before the words fell, Meng Haobai just made an understatement, and Yi Xiaohan's body below was twisted, and several swords had appeared beside him.

Flutter~

A burst of sword blades drove the sound of airflow, and it passed through Yi Xiaohan's body one after another.

The sword dispersed, and Yi Xiaohan's whole body was already covered with blood holes.

"Xiao Han!" Li Wangjiang shouted loudly.

But no matter how he shouted, Yi Xiaohan's eyes widened, as if he was unwilling, and slowly fell to the ground.

"Meng Haobai!!" Li Wangjiang gritted his teeth for a while, and Meng Haobai's decisive killing made him angry to the extreme.

Two hundred years ago, if it weren't for Meng Haobai's ruthlessness, their Yi family would not be where they are today.

"Didn't you always expect me to appear before, and now that I'm out, what can you do?" Meng Haobai said lightly: "I have stepped into the path of the Divine Sword, and I am on the same level as the Flying Snow Sword Immortal and the twelve peak masters of the Nirvana Realm of the Star Peak, how can you compete!"

As soon as these words came out, those who heard them were surprised and delighted.

The joy is that Meng Ranshi and others below, Meng Haobai stepped into the way of the Divine Sword, which means that the Divine Sword Villa has the capital to compete with the East and the West Stars.

From now on, the Divine Sword Villa may not be limited to the five major sects.

It was Li Wangjiang who was surprised. He naturally heard about Meng Haobai's practice of the sword, but he never thought that Meng Haobai would be able to break through the path of the divine sword.

What kind of cultivation strength the Dao of the Divine Sword has, he didn't know.

He only knew how strong the sword cultivation Feixue Sword Immortal, the only divine sword in the world, was.

But so what, now that Yi Xiaohan, the only incense flame of his Yi family, has been killed, how can he retreat.

Hatred, monstrous hatred burst out from all around him.

Even if he can't beat Meng Haobai, it won't affect his hatred of Meng Haobai at all.

Suddenly, a fluttering voice sounded, "I like this hatred very much!"

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