Luo Yun knew in his heart that although this Jiang Feng sword was of the highest grade in terms of sword qi and killing intent, it was indeed unable to keep up with the pace of his inner universe realm and became a constraint.

Either he will find a way to reforge this sword, or he will have to abandon Jiang Feng's sword and find another sword.

He put away Jiang Feng's sword, which had already been full of blood, carried the body of the silver-maned beast, and turned back to Bing Yan and said, "Do you eat meat?"

......

......

Probably because of eating too much and too much miscellaneous, the ice turned green halfway through, as if eating something bad, and then it was difficult to move an inch, and after a while, a burp, and a fart in the two sessions.

The discoloration of Bing Yan is like a big green insect, which is even more ugly, although Luo Yun is very disgusted, but he is really afraid that this thing will die in his hands...... How will I explain to that female demon cultivator when the time comes?

He didn't know anything about the Demonic Beast, so he tried to cross some aura, and the ice suddenly churned as if he had been scalded by boiling water, which looked very painful, so Luo Yun had no choice but to give up.

Protecting the big green worm that can't walk all the way, all kinds of hardships and awkwardness can't be mentioned, Luo Yun secretly slandered countless times in his heart, if the female demon cultivator doesn't treat Changsheng well, he will definitely squeeze out the bile of this big green worm.

After a lot of hard work, Luo Yun finally returned to the teleportation circle, dragging a crystal clear ice in his right hand, and wondered in his heart.

He used his divine sense to probe all the corners and corners of this teleportation circle, but he couldn't get in!

Immortals can go in, why can't he get in?

Luo Yun tried for a few days, but finally had to give up, and said extremely depressed: "Senior." ”

Because every time the sword spirit opens the formation, the loss is relatively huge, since the last time the formation is opened, the sword spirit has been recuperating, as if he is asleep, and does not communicate with Luo Yun.

Now that the interval between the last time is still short, Luo Yun is inevitably worried.

"What?"

"Can the senior divine sense be raised?, I don't know why, I can't enter this teleportation circle. ”

"Why don't you say it sooner?" said the sword spirit, still very conceited, "Hey, what about your friend?"

"Do you mean immortal?" Luo Yun scratched his head and said, "He, uh, was ......"

"Captured by the big demon?"

"It's not. Luo Yundao, "It was captured by a demon cultivator." ”

"Demon cultivator?"

In an instant, Luo Yun felt the fluctuation in the sword spirit's divine sense!

"Senior, how do you ......?"

"Nothing. Demon cultivator ......" the sword spirit muttered, "Is it a demon cultivator or a demon clan, may you identify it?"

"This ...... Is there a difference?"

Jian Ling said: "Demon cultivation, you can be a human being, you can be a demon, if you are born from the inner demons, but you can't defeat them, the higher the realm of cultivation, the easier it is to become a demon." ”

"If it's from the outside, is it like the pool of water?" Luo Yun asked.

"Yes. People have seven emotions and six desires, cultivating immortals is not sanctification, and cultivators also have joys, sorrows, fears, fears, greed, hatred, etc., which are inevitable, but if they are open-minded and upright, these can be overcome; but there are always monsters like the pond of water, which can magnify all kinds of emotions and distort people's hearts, and if the mind is not firm, it is easy to fall into demons. Whether it is due to internal or external causes to become demons, they are all demonic cultivators. ”

"Senior, if it's really that pool of water, I'm afraid no matter how determined you are, you can't resist, right?"

The sword spirit was silent for a while before saying, "What you said is good. ”

"What about the demons?"

Sword Spirit let out a long sigh.

This sigh was transmitted to Luo Yun's mind from the exchange of divine senses, and in an instant, it made him feel sad!

He seemed to feel a sense of vicissitudes from ancient times!

Finally, at the end of this long sigh, the sword spirit said: "If the demon cultivates to a scale and gathers to live together, after hundreds of years, it may be able to reproduce, it will be a demon race, and it will be born as a demon." ”

Luo Yun couldn't help but let out a low breath.

"How?"

"That female demon ......" Although Luo Yun couldn't see Chao Ying's face under the mask clearly, he could feel that it was not the kind of demon cultivator or demon clan who had lived for hundreds of years, and his cultivation was on par with him, nothing more.

He said, "The female demon who robbed the immortal looks very young. I don't know why she was able to break through the realm," Luo Yun smiled bitterly, "At the moment, I don't understand this Xisha Secret Realm more and more, and I don't know if there is anything wrong outside, first there are demons, and then there are demons." ”

"It's not difficult, if a demon tears a rift from the inside or outside, the demon can naturally enter from here. ”

The sword spirit never said that the demon clan also had any skills to tear the space, so it must have come in like this, Luo Yun had to accept this statement, and he was about to speak, when he heard the sword spirit say: "It's useless to think too much, wait for me to start the battle." ”

A vibration of divine consciousness came, and in an instant, Luo Yun had already appeared in an extremely familiar place with Bing Yan in tow.

It's still the same stone platform, flowing water and stone pillar formation.

The sword spirit's divine sense weakened again, and Luo Yun couldn't help but say, "Senior, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't bother me, wait until I wake up and start the mechanism. ”

The sword spirit dropped a word of instruction and stopped moving.

Luo Yun looked down at Bing Yan, such a demonic beast, the sword spirit had never even noticed it, which showed that the loss of divine consciousness was indeed too heavy.

Although Luo Yun still had countless questions in his heart, he couldn't bear to disturb the cultivation of the sword spirit anymore, so he squatted down and said to Bing Yan, "What's wrong with you?"

He looked at a worm, entangled in his heart, and sighed, "I don't know if it's wrong or right to do this." ”

From the time he entered the Kunlun Yuanzong - no, earlier, since he could remember the Luo family, he knew that the Luo family's protective array existed to resist the attacks of demons, and it was precisely because people could enter demons that compared to the demon clan, the demon clan was even more of a distorted existence.

He shouldn't say a word, don't ask a word, as long as it's a demon, he will kill it quickly.

But he was accepted as a disciple of Kunlun Tibetan Sword Peak, and his master Fu Donglou and his only senior brother Xuanli also said that he did things with his own heart.

It doesn't matter if he has the ability to kill the female demon named Chaoying, his heart makes him unable to attack a woman who has no malice when they first meet, and even once helped her, even if the woman is a demon.

Bing Yan didn't understand that he was at war between heaven and man, and spit out a few green bubbles at Luo Yun, and a sparkling silk-like demonic qi appeared on the tentacles on the top of its head again, unlike the previous ones that were directly absorbed by the magic patterns on its skin, this time the magic silk was very messy, slowly circling around its body, and after a while, the entire fat body was wrapped around the knot.

Luo Yun looked at the big cocoon in front of him, although it was condensed by demonic energy, it seemed to have an entity, like a huge green jade pillar, and a cold shadow could be faintly seen in the translucent cocoon wall.

He could probably guess that maybe the Devil Weeping Root had eaten too much, and this demonic beast was about to break through at this moment.