Sun Yulu has been in the Tao for many years, and since she rose to the realm of swallowing smoke more than five years ago, she has a premonition that her cultivation realm is coming to an end. This premonition of Taoist priests is usually very accurate, because this premonition itself will cause them to lose their vital enterprising spirit, and after only three years, Sun Yulu's cultivation realm quickly rose to the fifth level of swallowing smoke, and it really stopped.

More than two years of stagnation is not too long, most Taoist priests will continue to try at this time, but Sun Yulu is self-aware, her qualifications can only be regarded as medium among Taoist priests, it is not easy to reach the five levels of swallowing smoke, and the penance may be able to make a little more progress, but it will take decades, and the gains outweigh the losses.

As a result, Sun Yulu reduced the time she spent thinking about practicing every day, and instead studied a large number of spell skills in the Lantern Candle Sect, and now she can't be said to be proficient in everything, but her understanding of the power of the soul is comparable to that of those Starfall Daoists who are still practicing diligently.

As soon as she came into contact with the power in the Frost Soul Sword, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this power was too powerful, the ordinary Lamp Candle Magic Weapon could hold a hundred souls, it was enough to accommodate a thousand weapons, it was a sharp weapon to accommodate 10,000 weapons, it could hold 10,000 treasures, and it could accommodate more than 100,000 magic weapons, there were very few in Sun Yulu's impression, and the Frost Soul Sword was one of them, and it was the only magic weapon she had touched with her own hands.

In the minds of the Taoist priests of the Lamp and Candle Branch, it is no longer a magic weapon, but a symbol of the abode of the life and the power of the soul, because of this, when the wind is like a ghost to drive the Si Ming Ding, the Taoist priests of the Lamp and Candle Branch will defect collectively, because they feel that the behavior of the wind is a kind of blasphemy.

In the face of such a powerful soul power, Sun Yulu is like a gambler who suddenly has countless chips and can bet at will, she was a little reserved at first, and soon became extravagant, but she always had a glimmer of clarity in her heart: these chips did not belong to her, she could squander them. But they cannot take it for themselves, let alone destroy it.

With such a hint of guest mentality, Sun Yulu has not used all her strength, let alone taken precautions. In fact, she has nothing to guard against, the dead soul after seven days has no autonomous consciousness and ability, and after being restrained, it is completely controlled by the magic weapon, and it is impossible to fight back against the caster, unless Mu Xingqiu suddenly makes a yin move, but she believes that this Nian Xin disciple has no evil intentions.

When that cool air gets into the palm of your hand. When she flowed into the Mud Pill Palace along the meridians, Sun Yulu was suddenly startled, but she was powerless to resist, and she didn't even have time to react to the intruders with the protective power of the Fundamental Concealment Method.

Sun Yulu fell into the boundless darkness and lost her own control.

The other man saw the light again, and saw the most familiar figure, time did not seem to pass, his appearance did not change, but his eyes were more restrained than before. There is no hairpin on his head.

She wanted to smile, but the new body wouldn't obey her will, its muscles stiffened like pieces of wood, and time was ticking. She concentrated all her will on her lips and throat, and called out hoarsely, "Xiaoqiu." ”

Mu Xingqiu cast spells wholeheartedly, constantly urging the soul power in the Frost Soul Sword, and at the same time, he was also secretly experiencing Sun Yulu's spell-casting skills. I hoped to learn one trick and two formulas from it, but suddenly, Sun Yulu stopped casting spells. Without any warning or warning, the power of the soul turned into a straight, domineering tornado.

The seven demon clouds immediately discovered this change, and at the same time issued the last move - the wrath of the demon clouds, this is the roar of the demon clan, the sound is emitted from within the demon clouds, with light green demon fire one after another, each demon cloud is hundreds of roars in a very short period of time, the seven waves of sound cooperate tacitly, some are directly entangled with the tornado, and some attack from the side, like a group of evil wolves besieging a lone tiger.

It was at this moment that Mu Xingqiu heard the word "Xiaoqiu", this title spit out from Sun Yulu's mouth looked very strange, Mu Xingqiu immediately understood who was talking, he almost interrupted the spell because of this, the tornado instantly descended hundreds of zhang, he hurriedly continued to cast the spell, but his mood was agitated, and it was almost difficult to control himself, "You are really alive." ”

The fighting methods in the air suddenly changed, and the Taoist priests on the ground were all unclear Therefore, Feng Dongchen and Zhang Suqin were still repairing the invisible shield above their heads, blocking the thick unclean qi that had filled the entire valley, they were not floating at will, but constantly exerting pressure on the shield, wanting to occupy this small piece of space.

Xin Youtao and the other three were also constantly expelling the Demon Cloud Rain that was still falling, and none of them noticed the strange conversation between Mu Xingqiu and Sun Yulu.

"Sun Yulu, be attentive!" Zhang Suqin couldn't blame Mu Xingqiu, so she could only severely reprimand her fellow Taoist priests.

"Look!" Xin Youtao shouted as he pointed to the sky.

A powerful wave was falling from the sky, and the demon fire on the outside burned even more vigorously in the unclean aura, and the seven demon cloud envoys were already able to divide their forces to directly attack the Taoist priests.

Xinjun Yin did not bow his head, looked at the more and more powerful waves of fire with infinite reverence, and said excitedly: "The wrath of the demon clouds! The wrath of the demon clouds! The feather king, open your eyes wide, no matter how powerful your wings are, can you block such a power? The beast demon is not the future at all, the demon art is the future! The demon art that can be learned by the qiē demon clan! Thanks to Lao Jun, it was he who re-excavated the ancient demon arts, and thank us, the new generation of different history kings, we made these demon arts a real weapon, not a bunch of words and ......"

Yuwang Vadong stood dumbfounded, opened his mouth wide, but couldn't say a word, he was the demon king, well-informed, and he had long known the existence of the holy cloud, but when he saw the anger of the demon cloud for the first time, he was still shocked.

The group of demons watching the battle at the top of the peak were finally able to raise their heads, and they were also shocked by the anger of those demon clouds, "Holy Cloud is invincible!" Lao Bang was the first to shout, and then all the demon soldiers shouted.

The human slave Deng Xian screamed miserably, holding his head in his hands, with remorse in his heart, Ouyang Qi also fell to the ground, stunned, he and his master Hong Futian often had dealings with the demon clan, but the demon magic he saw today completely exceeded his imagination and expectations. The whole world has really been turned upside down, the Taoist priests are no longer high, the demon clan is no longer weak and can be bullied, only the scattered cultivators are still struggling in the cracks.

Heaven and earth, peaks and valleys, one qiē and one qiē, Mu Xingqiu Tong turned a blind eye, heard but did not hear, he was still casting spells, urging the power of the soul to fight. But this is only a habitual behavior, and even if there is nothing left in the sky and the enemies are scattered, he will still continue to cast spells.

He was talking to Fang Fang, who was occupying Sun Yulu's body, and except for the first sentence, the two stopped talking, and Fang Fang found it more convenient to talk with ideas and spells.

"I don't have much time, this body is not for me, and I will have to go back soon. ”

"Fangfang, are you still alive? What the hell is going on?" Mu Xingqiu's mind flashed countless questions.

"I can't tell. I only remember the scene of the broken pill, the eyes were full of light, and then there was darkness, I don't know how long it was, you woke me up, I felt your existence, but I couldn't communicate with you, and then you disappeared again. ”

Mu Xingqiu understood that this was what had happened when he first used the Ichthyosaurus Array to activate the power of his soul a few years ago. He connected himself to the spirit within the sword, thus awakening Fangfang.

"I knew I was dead, and I knew that there were spirits all around me, and I couldn't communicate with them. I can only slowly connect them in a thread, and wait for you to come in again, so that I can tell you something. ”

In the past few years, it is precisely to protect the soul inside the sword. Mu Xingqiu rarely used the Frost Soul Sword, and when he used it occasionally, he also appeared as the core of the Fish Dragon Array. He couldn't feel the movement of a single soul, and if it weren't for Sun Yulu's study of his living soul, he would never have been able to communicate with Fangfang.

"Is that the page of memory you left me? ”

"Not only that, but I will retransmit the memories to you so that you can see more clearly. I want to tell you that I can still practice, but I always feel that I am still missing something. ”

"Spirits. Mu Xingqiu said immediately, he held back the power of qiē support, opened his mind, and let Fang Fang see his memories of the divine soul.

"I see. Fang Fang understood, "I believe that the young demon will return the soul to you sooner or later, before that, you have to continue to detain the soul and increase the strength of the frost soul sword, and you had better hold the sword when you practice, maybe you can help me practice." ”

"And then you will be resurrected?" Mu Xingqiu was most concerned about this matter.

"I don't know, I don't seem to be able to adapt to any body anymore, but I want to continue my practice, and I need you to help me start over. ”

"I will. ”

Fang Fang was silent for a while, "Xiaoqiu, do you remember what I said to you?"

"Never throw in the towel. ”

"Well, don't let love get in your way, get through it. ”

"But...... "Mu Xingqiu can't do it, and he doesn't want to do it."

"If you want to help me continue to cultivate, you have to get through the love tribulation, this is the only choice, and when you see the memories I left you, you will understand that everything has an origin, and the same is true for Dao Huo. ”

Fang Fang's voice disappeared.

Sun Yulu woke up from the boundless darkness, time seemed to have only passed for a moment, she heard the urgent cries of the Taoist priests and the roars of the demons on the top of the mountain, and saw the anger of the demon clouds smashed down overhead, the pale green demon fire was a few feet away and laughed fiercely, Zhang Suqin and Feng Dongchen had tried their best, but the shield was still gradually shrinking, and it was about to collapse completely.

The tornado formed by the power of the soul has also receded to a length of more than 100 zhang.

"Oh my God. Sun Yulu was taken aback, she didn't have time to think about what had just happened, she immediately cast a spell, wanting to regain the upper hand, she only hoped that Yiqiē would still have time.

But her hand was bounced off, and the power came from Mu Xingqiu himself.

"What are you doing?" asked Sun Yulu in surprise.

Mu Xingqiu didn't answer, he saw the second page of Fangfang's memories that he had retransmitted to him, and finally understood why she had to survive the love catastrophe by herself.

He felt sadness, he felt anger, and he felt an inexplicable relief, everything has its origin, so why bother with tornadoes, pale green demon fires, and sound waves?

The tornado, which was more than 100 feet long, suddenly disappeared.

Another force emanated from within the Frost Soul Sword, a more pure power.

In Mu Xingqiu's hands, the Frost Soul Sword was no longer a magic weapon, but his closest companion, and the two of them had the same mind to cast spells together, giving birth to an unprecedented powerful power.

A beam of light rose into the sky.

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