As he moved forward, not only did the aura of the sword soldier become stronger and stronger, causing him many wounds, but even those dead and evil qi became stronger and more viscous!

And under the destruction of those dead qi and evil qi, even if his body is now full of vitality, he can't expel those dead qi and evil qi attached to the wound in a short period of time!

What's more, his body was already filled with endless death qi that was used to improve his realm, as well as to strengthen his own vitality, and to sink into life!

If it weren't for the vitality in his body that was still full of vitality, and the wheel of ice and fire was still shining, with these dead qi on his body alone, it would not be much different from a walking corpse!

Dao Ling Tianwee sat cross-legged on Wei Wuji's shoulder socket, he supported his chin with his hand, and his face was solemn!

The billowing sword qi and death qi did not affect him in the slightest, but it was also of great benefit to the stone knife Heavenly Cry itself, but Wei Wuji's situation still made him a little worried!

Because the current Wei Wuji, the vitality in his body is like a bonfire in the snowstorm, it is still very vigorous, and even because of the strong wind from time to time, it burns more violently, but no one can guarantee that the next moment, there will be an irresistible snowstorm that will suddenly come and instantly annihilate this bonfire!

At the moment, Wei Wuji seems to be constantly carrying weight, and how far he can go, or how long he can hold on, really depends on his strength and perseverance!

In fact, in the eyes of the Sword Spirit Heavenly Cry, Wei Wuji didn't have to be like this, just like before, he could no longer use the sword and soldier qi here to quench his body, and use the death qi here to forcibly improve the realm, he could continue to open the way with the stone knife Heavenly Cry, and quickly go to the center of the Burial Soldier Valley to join Ding Yiyi!

However, after Murong Bohai and Fang Can's words, Dao Ling Tianwai knew that the current Wei Wuji had changed, and Wei Wuji, who had once felt guilty because of Yu Hongyi's death, had become cautious and cautious, and the blood in his body that was originally a little cold burned again, and the kind of madness and fighting spirit he used to have returned to him again!

Dao Ling Tianwai didn't know this kind of change, for the current Wei Wuji, whether it was good or bad, he only knew one thing, this kind of Wei Wuji was very terrifying and dangerous, so his face would be so dignified!

He was already beginning to regret his willfulness a little, if he had passed on the Ten Absolute Sword Intent of the Battle Emperor to Wei Wuji earlier, I am afraid that Wei Wuji would not have fallen into such a situation at this moment, it should be much easier!

Dao Ling Tianwai didn't know that Murong Zhantian, who was not far from them, was already stunned at this moment, different from the four swords of the Dao Sect and the Three Bodhi of the Buddha Sect, and even different from Meng Haobai who came out of the Heavenly Sword Gate at the same time, he, Murong Zhantian, was born to be a person born for war!

Therefore, he did not rely on the secret treasure to be able to pass quickly in this area densely covered with the aura of swords and death like others.

Every step he takes, he relies on his own combat power to cut forward one by one!

Because of this, Murong Zhantian felt that he had undoubtedly made a great progress in his strength in the obscure sword qi and the viscous and obscure death qi, but when he saw Wei Wuji, who was naked and naked, walking forward with the qi of the sword soldier and the death qi, he couldn't help but be silent for a while!

At this moment, he finally knew why Xia Bodhi and Luo Chenyi valued Wei Wuji so much, thinking that Wei Wuji was the one closest to Fang Youzhe, and even surpassed Fang Youzhe!

This guy is really a lifeless person!

The qi of the sword soldiers was like waves of the angry sea, washing over Wei Wuji's body, leaving scars one after another, spilling a little bit of blood, and the rolling blood qi lingered around him like a thick fog, and the death qi of the gray qi was like the two poles of life and death, intertwined and reflected each other, with the high-speed rotation of the wheel of ice and fire in his body, it kept circulating outside his body!

At this moment, Wei Wuji seemed to treat his body as a weapon, tempered over and over again under the combined force of the sword and death qi around him, as well as his own blood and qi!

At this moment, although Wei Wuji's strength could make a little progress with every step forward, every step he took forward, it undoubtedly added a load to himself at the same time, just as the Sword Spirit Heavenly Cry was worried about, it depended on whether the incomparably vigorous vitality in his body could persist until the end!

What's more, in that billowing dead qi, there is also a very strong one, even the immortal flame in his body can't devour and ignite it in a short time, and now it has almost penetrated into his bone marrow, and how much impact this evil qi will have on him in the future, I'm afraid no one can know at the moment!

But one thing is for sure, these evil qi staying in the body will definitely do more harm than good!

Smack!

Suddenly, just after Wei Wuji exhaled a long breath of dead qi, the fierce spirit that rushed into the ground before, shaped like a giant lion, appeared on his way with heavy steps, blood-red eyes, and full of evil qi!

The Sword Spirit Heavenly Weeping glanced at the fierce spirit, and then said in a deep voice, "Be careful, its strength and spirituality are stronger than before!"

Wei Wuji nodded, in fact, he didn't need to be reminded by the Sword Spirit Heavenly Cry, he also felt the difference in that fierce spirit!

Compared to before, the fierce spirit's original body was still a little hazy and illusory, but now it has become more condensed, and the scale armor on its body still glows with a strange cold light, and it looks almost no different from a real beast!

Sword Spirit Tianwee glanced at the center of the Burial Soldier Valley with a solemn face and said, "Wuji, I'm afraid the sword soul of the Immortal Sword is really there!"

Carefully and cautiously watching the oncoming fierce spirit, always on guard against its every move, Wei Wuji said in a deep voice, "Didn't that Xiang Duxiu say that there is no sword soul of the Immortal Sword here?"

"I don't know!"

Dao Ling Tianwai shook his head, and then glanced around

"If there is no sword soul of the Immortal Sword here, then these fierce spirits should not exist either!"

He said solemnly: "If these fierce spirits go further, then they can become real machine spirits just like me!"

"And ......"

He paused for a moment, and said as if he was a little uncertain: "I am very suspicious now, there must be another mystery in the stone sword in the center of the valley, and there is even a group of real machine spirits!"

Wei Wuji said: "Are you saying that what Xiang Duxiu and Demon Venerable said before is very likely not true?"

"I don't know!"

Sword Spirit Tian wept and said in a deep voice: "If what Xiang Duxiu said is indeed true, then it also means that in addition to the sword in his mouth, there is at least another sword that is not under the immortal sword!"

"A sword that isn't under the Immortal Sword?"

Wei Wuji groaned and said, "What kind of holy weapon is that Immortal Sword?"

"Hallows?"

Hearing this, the Sword Spirit Heavenly Cry sneered: "To describe it as a holy weapon, that would really make it lose its share, you know, it is something that has existed since the birth of ancient gods and demons, how can a mere holy weapon describe their strength?"

"Let's put it this way!"

Dao Lingtian cried: "From ancient times to the present, countless people have been chasing the traces of those bronze thrones, and it is rumored that those bronze thrones with great power were forged by the Immortal Sword and several other innate weapons!"

Although so far, Wei Wuji still didn't know what kind of power the Bronze Throne had, and how powerful the person who owned him could be, and the only time he had seen it was just a projection in the Devil's Forest, but at this moment, he couldn't help but show a shocked expression and said, "The Bronze Throne was opened up the day after tomorrow?"

Dao Ling Tianwee hesitated for a moment, and then said loudly: "Yes, no, how to say it, I don't know too much about the specific things, I only know that their appearance seems to be indestructible and involves a lot!"

"Is it like this?"

Wei Wuji let out a deep groan, and just as he was about to open his mouth to ask again, the qi of the sword soldier in front of him surged, and the fierce spirit had already leaped forward, directly attacking him!

"Yike...... Drink!"

In the face of the blow of the fierce spirit, Wei Wouji, who had no way to retreat, exhaled violently, and then a punch blasted out, with a clang, like a hammer slammed on the anvil, and between the sparks, Wei Wouji only felt a sharp pain in his right arm, and there was a feeling of broken arm bones, and an incomparably powerful anti-shock force surged from above his arm, making him can't help but fall backwards!

With a pop, in the midst of the dust, before Wei Wuji's body could stand firm, the fierce spirit raised its head, roared, turned into a streamer, and rushed over at great speed!

"Be careful!"

The Sword Spirit Heavenly Cry shouted violently, reminding Wei Wuji to pay attention!

"Kill!"

Wei Wuji immediately let out a loud shout, and a flash of essence light swept through his eyes, and the blood in the blood veins in his body rushed like a stream in an instant

A powerful and incomparable force, along with those rushing blood, instantly flowed all over his body!

Under the shroud of the aura of a sword soldier and the aura of death, Wei Wuji no longer had the slightest reservation, even when he allowed himself to enter the strongest state of boiling qi and blood!

When there was a bang!

Wei Wuji's body shook violently, fighting with this fierce spirit condensed by the aura of sword soldiers, undoubtedly with the qi of sword soldiers rolling around, his right arm was immediately drenched in blood, and in a few places even directly exposed the dark golden bones inside!

The blood flashed, and under the endless vitality stirred up by the boiling qi and blood in his body, the injury on Wei Wuji's right arm suddenly recovered as before!

Roar!

Shaking its head slightly, the fierce spirit let out a low roar, although it shook back Wei Wuji and injured Wei Wuji's arm, but it was also blasted upside down by the force of the Wutao fist above Wei Wuji's right fist, and let out a low roar like a very spiritual!

(End of chapter)