"Yes...... Pity...... It's a pity, almost, just a little, maybe I'll really die at your hands, but it's a pity, I won't die if my soul is not destroyed, but I want to thank you for helping me break this damn thing, and I've slept enough, it's time for the event. ”

The bottom of the pit was cold and inexplicable, a pool of melted ice water showed a strange pink, a charred and dry corpse floated in it, wisps of blood qi were withdrawn from the ice water, and after a while, it turned into a small cloud of blood mist suspended in mid-air, strangely outlining blood vessels and bones, and the granulations spread and grew wildly, and in a blink of an eye, most of the body had been repaired.

Dressed in red like blood, with three feet of white hair and waist-length, she seems to be frowning and frowning, she seems to be happy and affectionate, and she is beautiful and incomprehensible, it is completely unimaginable, such a woman will actually be the blood cultivator who has killed countless people in the ghost Daoyuan, she has no hand, and countless crystal powders float up from the ice water, and condensed into a gem full of cracks in her palm, which is the virtual crystal that has sealed her for many years, if it weren't for the fact that Lei Jia broke the virtual crystal with all her strength, she may have to spend a lot of time trying to get rid of the seal.

"Ling'er, have you seen it? The Void Crystal Stone is broken, if I really want to devour you, I only need one thought......" She suddenly paused in the middle of speaking, looked down at her chest, the original white chest suddenly sunken, replaced by a hole of nothingness, she frowned and pondered for a moment, and then left the bottom of the pit with one foot.

Because of the relationship between Luo Yu's imprint, she knows everything that has happened recently, but she still doesn't care, although Yujing's death is unexpected, but at best he is only a half-saint of heaven and man, even if he can stop Luo Yu for thirty years, but what will happen after thirty years?

It's not that she looks down on the Spirit Dao, but that the Void Spirit Realm at this moment is like an infant compared to the Ghost Dao Yuan and the Ascending Immortal Dao, not to mention thirty years, even if it gives them another three thousand years, thirty thousand years is useless, the five and a half saints of the Ghost Dao Yuan, how can countless cultivators be able to resist it?

"Why do you need 30 years, wait for me to repair to the end ......"

"How?"

How about it, the sword domain became a realm, but she was out of the shackles of the seal at the moment, and her cultivation was far higher than Fang Cai, although this sword was fast, but in her opinion, it was more than a step worse than the many sword immortals in the Immortal Dao, and the sword domain that was as heavy as a mountain could not stop her in the slightest, her left hand flicked her fingers, lightly tapped the sword body, and her right hand held it weakly, and countless blood streaks gushed out from her arm, aiming at Xiao Shu's eyebrows and dantian.

"If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. She looked cold, and she didn't take Xiao Shu seriously at all.

Xiao Shu did not dodge or dodge, with her strength, the sword momentum changed, and the sword shadow suddenly rose like a fierce wind to crush all the blood around him, and then flew back, and at the same time asked in his heart, "Senior, what's going on?"

"This is her real body, Mo Ling'er in your mouth...... It may have been devoured by her, and if so, then I can't help it. Su Wen hesitated for a while, but still told Xiao Shu his conjecture.

"Swordsman, we might as well stop here, so that you can still be free for thirty years, don't think that I can't help you, if you insist on looking for death, I can fulfill you. She whispered softly, and fell to the ground, her red clothes unstained with smoke.

"Where's Mo Ling'er?"

Xiao Shu held his sword and pointed at it, his eyes were still as calm as water, not happy or sad, as if the person who wanted to save Mo Ling'er at all at the cost of his mood just now was not him at all, it was not that he had changed, but that Xiao Shu had done everything he could, he was not a child like Mo Qiunian, things had happened, regret was useless, and he would not make some meaningless assumptions, he understood that many things could only be done with his best, as for the result, it was not his will alone.

"Teacher Xiao, don't you know me? I'm Mo Ling'er. ”

She looked at Xiao Shu with a smile, her face gradually changed, and she became the same as Mo Ling'er, even her voice and tone were not bad at all, if it weren't for the disobedient red clothes and white hair, it seemed that the person standing in front of Xiao Shu at the moment was really Mo Ling'er.

If someone else was played like this, I am afraid that he would have been angry, but Xiao Shu looked at her expressionlessly, and said nonchalantly, "If she is still alive, you release her spirit, if she dies, I guarantee that you will not be able to take half a step out of Lingwan." ”

"If you are not talented, although you have not reached the realm of no phase yang god, but you have also cultivated Qianyuan, when I cut the immortal and destroy the Dao, you have not been born yet, boy, you are not yet born, you are really looking for death!"

With a wave of his hand, the ground in front of him shattered inch by inch, and the invisible pressure swept away like a tidal wave, the Demon Dao Blood Cultivation of the Qianyuan Realm, even if it was not as powerful as it was at the beginning, but it could not tolerate Xiao Shu's sword cultivation in the Jiedan Realm to be so despised by it, if it hadn't been sealed by the Void Crystal Stone before, it would not have ended up in such a messy situation.

"Boy, her realm is already far above you, and now she has gotten rid of the seal and recovered a lot, the blood cultivation in the demon path is the most difficult, and she also has the blessing of the Luo throat mark, the soul is immortal, she will not die, remember what I said? Su Wen said without being salty.

Xiao Shu flew back, was silent for a moment and said, "Senior, if the immortals really only know how to protect themselves and are ruthless and desireless, then the junior would like to ask, why did the senior Hengyu come to the Void Spirit Realm? Why are you willing to give up the cultivation of the Immortal Dao and die here? In any case, the junior will give it a try, senior, help me again." ”

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the already shattered teaching building of the Department of Science and Technology completely collapsed under this invisible pressure, countless rubble smashed to the ground like meteors, and I don't know what was detonated, a blazing wave rose into the sky, billowing smoke and dust like an overwhelming sandstorm, accompanied by scarlet flames, as if to break through the sky!

If the sleeve robe waved again, the smoke and dust subsided in an instant, and between the blood-colored wings, her figure had already come to Xiao Shu's eyes, and her slender and boneless right hand stabbed at Xiao Shu's eyebrows, Xiao Shu was about to raise his sword to resist, but saw that the right hand had not touched the blade of the sword and exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and countless small blood needles hit like a torrential rain, but somehow, this misty blood needle did not even pierce Xiao Shu's skin, so they stopped in the air.

Why does the Jiuyang Sword Technique restrain the Blood Demon, it is actually very simple, the Jiuyang Sword Technique is Hengyu's life's work, different from the mortal dust sword move, its essence lies in the Extreme Yang Sword Intent, and this Extreme Yang Sword Intent is the core of the true restraint of the Demon Dao, as Su Wen said, with the state of Youruo at this moment, the first form of the Jiuyang Sword Technique is enough to kill his soul, but Xiao Shu knows better that if he really kills Youruo, then Mo Ling'er will die if he is not dead, so he chose to use Su Wen's Extreme Yang Sword Intent to build the sword domain, although it is a flash of inspiration, but the effect is really beyond his imagination。

"You are a sword cultivator of the Ascending Immortal Dao!?Pure Yang ...... No, this is the Extreme Yang Artistic Conception!......? This sword...... How is that possible!?"

It was obviously a cold night in the north, but Youruo felt as if she was being scorched by dozens of suns at this moment, her blood was steaming, and her pale skin became dry and scorched at this moment, if it weren't for the blessing of the Luo Throat Mark, which continued to repair her body, I am afraid that she would turn into ashes in the next second, she could feel that it was his sword domain that restrained her, but the difference was that this time the sword domain contained a sense of extreme yang, and those who could do it so far except for the cultivators of the Ascending Immortal Dao did not think about it.

But...... But how is this possible?

After the Void Spirit Realm was banned, it was impossible for cultivators from the outside world to enter, and Ghost Dao Yuan even paid the price of five half-saints to enter the game, even so, these cultivators were all ruined, barely keeping their souls immortal, and they had been sleeping for thousands of years before they finally woke up, and only then did they have the opportunity to resume their cultivation, how could those hypocritical immortals give up their cultivation for the sake of the Void Spirit Realm?

But when she saw the sword in Xiao Shu's hand, her mood began to waver, this sword was not the scarlet thin sword full of killing qi just now, its sword body was as crystal clear as the sun, the center of the round gauntlet was a Taiji diagram slowly rotating, and the golden tassel sword spike fluttered gently in the night wind, what she was really afraid of was not Xiao Shu, but this golden sword, as if she had met a natural enemy, she only felt that she had no strength at all, and she couldn't even give birth to the idea of confrontation.

If it was an ordinary fairy sword, she wouldn't be so afraid, but it was this famous fairy sword, the Yuan Shen Dao sword of Yun Cejun, the lord of Yaoguang in the Twelve Palaces of the Sword Pavilion, Su Wen!

Seeing this, Xiao Shu couldn't help but slander in his heart, "Senior, you said a lot before, praised her so powerfully, what is immortal and immortal, the cultivation has recovered a lot, and the demon path blood cultivation is the most difficult, is this the result?"

"Ahem...... Boy, the Jiuyang Sword Technique is not something that can be learned by blindly imitating, this Blood Demon is a good opponent, with your realm and the Jiuyang Sword Technique, it will naturally not fall behind, but it is not so easy to kill her, otherwise who do you think I am The Yuan Shen Dao Sword, don't say that her cultivation has not recovered at the moment, even if she is still in the Qianyuan Realm, when she sees me, she still has to run, okay, don't you want to save Mo Ling'er? Ask her directly, do you dare to lie. ”

Su Wen's words are not boasting, if it were other demon cultivators, he really wouldn't dare to say that, but if you are the blood cultivator who is most restrained by the extreme yang sword intent, this is equivalent to a mouse seeing a cat, no matter how big a mouse you are, there is nothing to be afraid of when you see a cat.

"Where's Mo Ling'er?" Xiao Shu asked.

"Why is the Suwen Sword in your hands!? Why...... Why don't you just refuse to let us go!?Are you high up and sitting on everything is not enough!?You have to kill them all!?You are the demons!You are!" Yuruo's face was distorted, and he screamed almost out of shape.

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