The Tsing Yi Sword Spirit endured his anger, took a few deep breaths and turned his back, and suddenly his breath changed, like a fairy floating out of the dust, "It's not that I won't help." I've been spoiled by Xuan, and I'm powerless. ”

"But, didn't you save me last time and give me a sword bone?" Han Sanbao said.

"That's with the help of Zhu Yan's tempered bones, I think I'm going to follow you in the future and be a good favor. ”

“......”

"If you don't help me, I'll die at once, go and mess with that little broken boy." ”

“......”

"Okay, the demon is extremely evil, for the sake of my aunt's innocence......"

"Demons?"

"It's that little fart, Xuan's heart demon, what's not called Xuan's demon?"

“......”

Sword Spirit said: "There is a way that allows you to temporarily control a body of sword bones, but ...... You have to pay a little price. ”

"What price?" Han Sanbao subconsciously gathered his legs and looked at her vigilantly.

The sword spirit didn't see his small movements, and said in the same tone as usual: "Fifty years of vitality." ”

"What!!"

"Don't make such a fuss, there is no such thing as a free lunch, and if you want to be strong, you have to pay a price. Fifty years of vitality is only one of them, and the other is that Zhu Yan needs to help. ”

"Isn't Zhu Yan dead, where can I find another one?"

"Well, here it is. The sword spirit pointed to the black bird lying at his feet, and the bird's eyes were suddenly full of grievances, and tears were rolling down.

"Is it Zhu Yan?"

"That's a lot of nonsense, either agree or don't agree to get out. ”

Han Sanbao thought for a moment and asked, "Losing fifty years of vitality, I ...... Will you die immediately?"

The body of the sword spirit trembled slightly, obviously on the verge of anger again, but in the end he still held back, and said: "If you cultivate in the early stage of qi induction, you can get a hundred years of life, and as your cultivation increases, the more lifespan will be, just like Xuan, if it is not for the sudden change, it will be almost the same life of heaven and earth." ”

"After losing fifty years of life, you can live for about another fifty years, if you are not too wasteful, in these fifty years, you can cultivate to break through to the early stage of Peiyuan, and you can live for another few hundred years. ”

Han Sanbao gritted his teeth and said, "So, quickly, help me." ”

What he didn't see was that the face of the Tsing Yi Sword Spirit suddenly showed a look of great joy, "You volunteered, I didn't force you." ”

After she finished speaking, as if she was afraid that the little overlord would regret it, she immediately began to do it.

Han Sanbao felt that his mind was in a trance for a while, and when he came to his senses again, he was already standing on the pitch-black earth.

The immortal qi trembled slightly, exuding a trace of green light, and a surging power poured into the body from the hilt of the sword.

Strangely, that power did not enter the meridians, but directly into the bones.

"I'm the boss!"

"I'm the boss!"

"I'm the boss!"

Suddenly, Han Sanbao's mind flooded into hundreds of consciousnesses competing for the boss.

Those hundreds of consciousnesses almost washed away Han Sanbao's consciousness, and he was busy concentrating and calming down, and shouted: "Shut up Lao Tzu!"

"I'm the boss!"

"I'm the boss!"

"I'm the boss!"

“......”

At the same time, the battle in the sky has fallen into a white-hot stage.

Qiu Yixuan single-handedly blocked hundreds of feathered snakes, and the true yuan was consumed extremely quickly.

The poisonous mist in the sky is pervasive, and he must use his full strength to protect the True Yuan in order to block it, the consumption of the True Yuan is very terrifying, and he has to fly with the sword and attack or dodge the attack of the Feathered Serpent, which can be described as extremely painful.

The battle lasted for a moment, and most of the Feathered Serpent saw that he was no longer a threat, so they left him alone and continued to fly forward.

The brothers were killed and wounded, and even Fang Zhengqing detonated Yuan Ying, Qiu Yixuan's heart was full of grief and despair.

"Brute, don't want to fly past me. ”

Qiu Yixuan's face was full of anger.

It's the last moment, and he, who should have died half a year ago, may be alive to this moment today.

Uncles, brothers, brothers, and brothers, Yixuan will avenge you!

Ground.

Han Sanbao was so angry that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

A sword bone didn't listen to him at all, and fiercely quarreled for the position of the boss.

Qiu Yixuan was already in a desperate situation.

He knew very well in his heart that Xuanzong and these people, Yuan Ying was addicted to self-detonation, and when he found that the situation was unfavorable, he would immediately detonate Yuan Ying.

He Tiande is like this, and the unknown disciple is like this, Qiu Yixuan...... And so it will be.

Han Sanbao was so anxious that his eyebrows burned, "Shut up Lao Tzu! If you don't obey, Lao Tzu will smash you all and throw them into the dung pit and soak them for decades!"

A sword bone felt his anger soaring to the sky, and finally calmed down.

"It's really a cheap bone, if I don't give you some color, I don't know how many eyes my little overlord has. ”

Han Sanbao scolded a few words angrily, pointed to the top of his head, and shouted: "Go!"

No response.

“......”

Han Sanbao pointed to the sky again and shouted, "Go!!"

Still no response.

“......”

Not far away.

Qiu Yixuan looked at the top of his head anxiously, tears rolled down, and cried: "Brother, don't!"

The whole person knelt on the ground weakly: "Don't ......"

Qiu Yixuan's external light was already very dim, the poisonous mist penetrated into it, and began to corrode his skin, he looked angry, gave up attacking, gave up resisting, lowered his head and smiled sadly, "Yixuan, see you in the next life......"

Lu Weihan sat in a wheelchair, her white hair fluttering, and her bright eyes looked straight ahead. There, Han Sanbao was like an evil spirit, his face was full of anger, and he pointed to the sky from time to time and shouted: "Go!"

Are you scared silly?

Anger flashed between her brows, and her willow brows furrowed deeply.

Han Sanbao was really angry and anxious, he had already seen that Qiu Yixuan's skin began to slowly fester, and he had a sad smile on his face.

He had given up resistance and slowly closed his eyes.

He...... It's time to detonate the primordial baby.

"Aunt Sword Spirit!!

Han Sanbao roared angrily, only to see the light flashing all over his body, and two hundred and six flying swords shot up into the sky, swishing and stabbing towards the feathered snake above his head.

I don't know what the sword spirit does, all his bones have turned into flying swords and rushed away.

Without the support of his bones, he did not fall to the ground, but still stood and moved freely.

The places on the whole body that should have bones are supported by strands of true yuan, temporarily replacing the role of bones.

Han Sanbao was overjoyed and shouted: "Brother Qiu, stop, watch my little overlord show his might, and slaughter these beasts!"

Qiu Yixuan had already made up his mind to detonate the Yuan Infant and the Feathered Serpent to die together, and suddenly saw countless flying swords flying up with a swishing sound, poofing and snorting in the body covered with scales of the Feathered Serpent, and for a while, the blood mist splattered, and the screams of the Feathered Serpent were connected.

Before he could detonate the Yuan Baby, he couldn't help but stop and stared at this strange scene.

Qiu Yixuan, who fell to the ground, also stared at the big round and watery eyes, and looked at the flying swords flying in the sky in a daze.

Among several people, the most shocked was Lu Weihan.

She kept looking at Han Sanbao, watching the light on his body flash, and countless flying swords rushed into the sky, how shocking was that?

Before, she didn't believe Han Sanbao's words of 'a sword bone', the difficulty of cultivating the sword bone was higher than that of cultivating the truth, Qiu Yixuan, a genius of cultivation, spent ten years of hard work to cultivate a middle finger sword.

The little thief cultivated lowly, and his head was ...... It's not very bright, and her knowledge is even less outrageous, she doesn't even know how to kill the stone demon, she is a little idiot who cultivates truth at all, and she is not as good as her, a person who doesn't know how to cultivate truth.

Such a little idiot who cultivates truth, 'died' once and got a sword bone?

Who believes.