The mound spirit turned into a bewitching female voice and a rusty male voice, one left and one right appeared on the head of the misty shadow at the same time, and the completely different tones were mixed together, which was extremely weird.

"Little girl, I really think that this is the outside world, and if you fall into the sword mound today, you can't help yourself!

Xiao Ningsu no longer hesitated, pulled a sword flower, swung his sword and stabbed it, a lot of true aura was condensed on his wrist, the speed at which Qianzhang Jin Gang corroded the true aura was too fast, this was not the time to fight, he could only take the lead in breaking through the mound spirit mist shadow and return to the golden iron qi to consider it.

One step out, Xiao Ningsu was holding the viscous Jin Gang, the female tiger jumped like a food, abandoned the sword behind her back, and threw it towards the mound spirit with her hand, the tip of the sword was embellished with the hilt, hooked into a line, only pointing to the vital point!

The mound spirit a few zhang away was not afraid, allowing the flying sword to pierce the head impartially, and smashed the head of the mound spirit fog shadow with a "sneer", but Xiao Ningsu's face was slightly pale, and he stepped on his knees, and transmitted the strength of his whole body from his waist and abdomen to his wrist, and a sword slashed down, obliquely into the shoulder side of the mound spirit fog shadow, and as soon as he slashed in, Mo Dalidao, which contained a deep true aura, melted the mound spirit cleanly, and when Xiao Ningsu retracted the sword momentum, how could there be a shadow of the mound spirit in front of him?

The true aura of the sea of qi poured out, Xiao Ningsu would not be stupid enough to think that he could kill the sword mound demon spirit with one "moving mountain", no matter where the mound spirit was, go back to the thousand zhang first, Xiao Ningsu suddenly ran wildly, and did not turn his head to run towards the gold and iron qi a hundred zhang away.

It seems that it is really a "moving mountain" to completely annihilate the mound spirit, running all the way for dozens of zhang without any external force to stop it, Xiao Ningsu crushed six pieces of spiritual jade in a row, and the abundant clear aura lingered in the sea of qi, Rao is qualification is like Xiao Ningsu, and it is difficult to transform so much clear aura at first glance, but in any case, at most half a cup of tea, Xiao Ningsu can get rid of Qianzhang Jin Gang.

Struggling to maintain his breath is not chaotic, running in Jin Gang is no different from running in the knee-high mud, Xiao Ningsu is purely using true aura to open the way, and he opens up the Jin Gang in front of him alive, the faster he runs, the more true aura will be consumed, and his back is getting colder and colder, Xiao Ningsu knows without looking at it, it must be the mound spirit biting behind.

Xiao Ningsu has already seen the sparse gold and iron gas ten zhang away through Jin Gang, Xiao Ningsu actually sincerely misses the slightest pain of skin cutting, being in Jin Gang, it is really like a year, it is molten iron skin!

Xiao Ningsu stretched out his hand, and he was almost about to touch the golden iron qi a few feet away, but the Jin Gang in front of him could no longer be opened, no matter how much true aura Xiao Ningsu gushed out, it was useless, and a huge force that was overwhelming instantly caught Xiao Ningsu, just like a child unscrewing the shoulder of a ragdoll, the sky was spinning, and Xiao Ningsu returned to the blood-red sky in front of his eyes!

Like a drowning man, Xiao Ningsu struggled hard, the sword in his hand in vain struck out one sword move after another, and he couldn't even be alarmed by a wave in the golden gang, the mound spirit hovered above Xiao Ningsu's head, the fog turned into an arm, grabbed Xiao Ningsu's neck, and said viciously: "In the sword mound, who can control me!, honestly open your heart, let me possess me, I will send you back immediately!"

Xiao Ningsu raised her head and looked at the dark mist of the mound spirit, she hated the fox the most, this unlucky thing didn't know what was crazy, how many heroes didn't pick a sword, and chose a greasy and bewitching person.

So she replied seriously: "Phew!"

Hearing this, Tsukasa Ling was furious, and the Fog Shadow Giant Hand bent like a bow, and threw Xiao Ningsu back into a thousand zhang, even if it was as viscous as Jin Gang, it was difficult to stop Xiao Ningsu from flying backwards.

"Keng!' Xiao Ningsu smashed on a sword grave unabated, the dust was filled, Xiao Ningsu coughed up blood, grabbed a certain sword hilt before sitting up, the moment he was thrown away, Jin Gang pushed his back layer by layer, Xiao Ningsu's mind reacted extremely quickly, covering his back with true aura, even if it was, he couldn't resist the corrosion of Jin Gang several times that of before. If it weren't for the excellent texture of the robe, Xiao Ningsu would not be able to bear it alone.

Xiao Ning was a little depressed in his chest, and he was stunned to suppress a mouthful of true spiritual qi before he spit it out comfortably, I don't know why, this time it seems that he can't escape again, counting the spiritual jade in his purse, it can be half of it, even if the mound spirit is no longer entangled, this time it was thrown more than a hundred zhang, and it was enough to choke when he went out, plus he hit the sword grave, was pierced by the withered sword in many places, and touched the wound where the blood was difficult to overflow, and the breath of death stained his hands, and it was even more difficult to get out.

But Xiao Ningsu didn't feel panicked at all when she was dying, but sat on a few abandoned swords that were about to break with relief, it should be that she had died too many times in just two years, so that she felt that since her life was picked up again and again, it was not strange to get her shoes wet once, at least as soon as the true aura was withdrawn, Jin Gang could completely melt her within a breath, and this ending was not very bad.

The demon spirit in the sword mound is really Jiao into the abyss, come and go easily, regard Jin Gang as nothing, suddenly flash back to Xiao Ningsu, countless rust rainbow crumbs rolling, it is really countless withered swords to dissipate the spirituality of the convergence, if the demon nature is washed away, it is a good mound spirit that kills decisively, but the sword mound is a place of death, not to mention a sword weapon, the living monk will go mad in it for endless years.

There was undisguised pity in Xiao Ningsu's eyes, and there was no fear of his dying fate in the near future, how could a disciple of the Taoist Sect bend his waist for a monster and spread it, Hugh said that he was going to look down on his fellow disciples, and he had to look down on himself, which greatly ruined the face of the Taoist Sect.

Xu was enraged by the contempt in Xiao Ningsu's eyes, and the mound spirit turned into two fog shadows, choking Xiao Ningsu's throat, and the rusty knife scraped the iron surface, which was extremely hoarse and unpleasant.

"Snort—beautiful jade and good materials, if you can't get it for me, you will also be destroyed by me! Little girl! Why aren't you afraid! Turn into a sword mound with hundreds of millions of withered swords, and the three souls and seven spirits bind this place, so that you can't be reincarnated forever!"

Lifted by Tsukasa Ling like a tattered puppet, the piercing pain in his chest and abdomen, the fall just now, to say the least, broke several ribs of Xiao Ningsu, and just about to refute it, a few mouthfuls of hot blood choked on his lips.

"Heh~ Daoist disciple, cough cough, what are you afraid of. The blood that overflowed from his lips dripped in the fog and disappeared, Xiao Ningsu straightened his neck, and looked at the monster trapped in the sword mound with more and more pity.

"This is the land of my Dao Sect, even if I am killed by you, and my soul does not enter reincarnation, so what! I have a soul lamp in the hands of the division commander, and I chase it to the sword mound, and the first thing to destroy is you, this monster! What am I afraid of? Ha! You should be afraid!"

Xiao Ningsu looked directly at the countless faces floating in the shadow of the mound spirit mist, raised his chin slightly, and said disdainfully: "There is a kind of killing me, when the true monarchs protect my soul, I will let you be imprisoned in the sword mound for eternity, and thousands of Dao sect disciples will refine the qi and comprehend the sword, and you!

"Wow!" The words poked at the pain point of the mound spirit, even if it was able to claim the king of the sword mound and dominate it! Every time the real person of the Taoist Sect came down to the sword mound and did not dare to make a mistake, he only dared to make trouble while the disciples who cultivated to be lowly came down, and for thousands of years, there was no Taoist disciple who was bewitched, and Mu Jian Mound was born with the spirit of the withered sword, and he vaguely knew that the flowers of Shenzhou could not enter, this pain was worse than ten thousand swords piercing the heart!

"I really think that this spirit can't kill you! Throw it in Jin Gang and see how long you can last! Over the past few hundred years, sixty-seven Dao Sect members have died in the Sword Shrine, and all of them died in Jin Gang's corrosion, and the Tianyi Sect is not unimpressed!"

"A little disciple, in the eyes of the true true monarch of the Taoist sect, what is the difference between it and the withered sword in the mound! I don't want to be controlled by me, the first soul is scattered! The monk is like a leek, stubble after stubble, one day, he can leave the sword mound and fly immortals in the day!"

The strength of the sword mound demon spirit under the madness of the whole force is so great, the thick Jin Gang was actually hit by Xiao Ningsu and the ripples on the ground layer by layer, Rao is every one zhang, Jin Gang is more than one zhang, this throw, Xiao Ning is still thrown a hundred zhang.

Knowing the sea and convincing, her mind was blurred, Xiao Ningsu seemed to be drowning in molten iron pulp, and the 1,300-zhang Jin Gang of the sword mound was melting through her body-protecting true aura little by little, and the robe made of cold silk could only hold one or two wisps of Jin Gang into the body, and then looked at the black and white black robe on the back, which revealed Xiao Ningsu's close-fitting clothes, even if she struggled to absorb the spiritual jade clear aura, within two quarters of an hour, the spiritual jade was exhausted, and a mortal body would definitely die.

Blinking her eyes effortlessly, the shadow of the mound spirit mist floated back and forth in the distance, as if to see her miserable appearance when she was melted into blood by Jin Gang, Xiao Ningsu felt that the true aura of the body was being retracted by Jin Gang, and Jin Gang was more intense than she imagined.

The phoenix eyes were silent, and the pale yellow and blood-red sword mound sky could not find a trace of different color, born with the sword, and died with the sword, an excellent ending.

The clear light beside him flickered, and Xiao Ningsu was pleasantly surprised to find that the light blue Qingfeng, who could be seen at the Jin Tie Qi place for three hundred zhang before, was actually at hand, insisting on the indestructible sword in the sword mound Jin Gang?

The slightest movement of her arm was a heart-piercing pain, but Xiao Ningsu still insisted on touching the sword that made her fall in love at first sight.

"Snort" Jin Gang pressed outside the true aura, and the emerald spirit jade he was holding turned into gray with the naked eye, and turned into flying ash with a slight force, Xiao Ningsu fought to get more seriously injured, kicked the withered sword under his feet, held the light blue Qingfeng, and immediately rolled and fell down the sword grave.

Although the sword mound is large, there is nowhere to stay, Xiao Ningsu can't sit or lean on, so he has to support Qingfeng so as not to fall, gently caressing this sword, a true aura is injected, and Qingfeng's treasure light is slightly brighter, dyeing a bit of different color for the sword mound that has not changed for thousands of years.

"Someone will take you away. Xiao Ningsu smiled, and the last few pieces of verdant spirit jade smashed on the sword together.

Before falling into darkness completely, Xiao Ningsu had a thought.

The sword weapon should be vertical and horizontal in life, and it should be closed in death.