Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Sword Soul, the Remnant of the Past Life

"Right now, it looks like we're going to get rid of this old poison on our own. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "Candle Lie didn't feel victorious for his temporary victory, because the injury he suffered at this time was no lighter than Wan Yan Xiao, and the limit of the colorful death mark had been exerted just now, and although the power hurt the opponent, it also hurt himself.

Wanyan Xiao's strength is far above him, and if he wants to defeat this person head-on, he can only describe it as difficult.

"You do have some ability, let you grow for ten years, it is estimated that I will really be killed by you, but unfortunately, no matter how skilled you are in the spiritual arts, no matter how superb you are, you will definitely not be able to surpass the constraints of the level between us!"

Wan Yan Xiao said solemnly, the snake staff in his hand instantly turned into a gray and black snake shadow, and bursts of poisonous roar swept in, like the mountain wind in the night, forming gusts of poisonous wind, spreading, and directly covering the surrounding space within a hundred zhang, making Candle Lie lose his way out of the outside world!

"Ji Ji, this is the corpse poison array that I used to refine with the bones of thousands of people, in this, the poisonous miasma is rampant, you will never be able to escape from my enchantment!" Regarding the high-level spiritual skills carried by Candle Lie, how could Wan Yan Xiao not have the intention of taking possession in his heart, trapping Candle Lie and making him unable to escape, it was his own abacus.

"If you can hand over the spiritual magic in your hand, I might as well consider not killing you. It seemed that seeing the frightened face of the candle lie, Wan Yan Xiao was even more proud, and said.

"If you really have some skills, why don't you come and get them yourself?"

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth slightly, Candle Lie looked coldly at the withered figure below, and said coldly.

"Isn't it that Elder Wanyan doesn't have the ability to rob it, and just wants to get something through a stinky mouth?" seemed to verify his conclusion, Candle Lie said.

But it is equivalent to setting an erupting volcano on fire.

"Okay, since you kid has sharp teeth and doesn't know whether to live or die, then it seems that I can only abolish you and pry out the secrets of those things from your mouth!"

No longer hiding the greed in his heart, Wan Yanxiao's old face suddenly showed the color of poison, and with a big hand, the poisonous aura suddenly soared, and the surrounding ground was cracked, and a huge black poison disk appeared in front of him, in which the weird diagonal lines jumped faintly, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

"Finish the face ghost plate!"

With a hoarse and low snort, Wan Yan Xiao's hand and claws slapped abruptly, causing it to rush towards Candle Flame like an amplified wolf smoke on the huge disk where Gu poison was everywhere.

This Gu poison giant disk is obviously the most powerful blow of Wanyan Xiao, with this terrifying momentum that corrodes everything, it is definitely not lower than the rank of a psychic technique, and with the casting of a powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Void Realm, it is enough to corrode all things, and in addition, it contains deadly poison, if Candle Lie is traumatized.

Even a crack in the skin would allow the toxins to enter it, causing Candle Flame to die in an instant. The strange power of the poison master can be seen.

"What, are you scared silly?" Wan Yan Xiao laughed again.

"This Wanyan Ghost Plate is the secret technique of my Wanyan family, which can not only be integrated into the martial spirit at the same time, but even the poison that I have refined for decades can also contain it......"

"You can't dodge the range of this blow, but you must die if you hard-connect!"

Candle Lie ignored those incoming words, felt the fishy smell rushing in his face, and knew that Wan Yan Xiao's cultivation was by no means comparable to himself, and the same psychic level spiritual technique, the power he exerted would be much stronger than that of Candle Lie, and this poison was full of poison, and it was added to the poison that he had refined, if Candle Lie wanted to resist, it would be extremely dangerous.

It was also under this kind of death that the young man closed his eyes slightly, and he didn't seem to be ready to resist, and even the sword in his hand turned into dust and smoke.

"Hum!" A low hum sounded in his ears, and the heavy black-veined jade seal in front of him awakened the realm again.

The powerful death intent, and the accumulation of all kinds of aura, have made this jade seal reach the point of strengthening again, and the cracks that have been repaired in the jade seal have silently faded a little.

Candle Lie opened his eyes again, but it was not in the space of the Ten Directions Jade Seal, but in the sky above a churning giant sea, and the spiritual power around him slid like an air current, evaporating all the seawater woven by the martial spirits below.

"Is this, Spiritual Consciousness Sea?" Candle Lie didn't need to think too much to guess the name of the place he was currently in.

The so-called sea of knowledge is the storage place of the martial spirit formed by every warrior when he steps into the foundation building realm, hidden in the corner of the depths of consciousness.

"Whoa, one by one!"

Just as Candle Lie was guessing why he came here, the endless sea under him suddenly rushed up an incomparably huge vertical column of water, churning endlessly, and appeared in front of Candle Lie, which was ten thousand feet high and a hundred feet wide. In front of him, he began to slowly retract his body. What was sealed in it was revealed.

It was an extremely slender sword, but it had no substance, more like the soul of a sword hovering in front of Candlelight. At the hilt of the sword, there is the name of this sword;'Jun Oath', the extremely simple sword soul, does make Candle Lie feel an inexplicable familiarity alone.

'After waiting for a thousand years, when the nine stars shine again, you and I will finally meet again, and compete with the so-called Heavenly Dao!' In the sword, such an obscure thought was exuded at this time, as if waiting for the old people who had not seen each other for a long time to meet again.

Candle Lie suddenly had a feeling in his heart that he wanted to hold this sharp sword, just like a battle-hardened warrior who would hold the sword in his hand in his sleep, such a reasonless, but extremely natural state.

"Don't touch it!" However, Xi Chen interrupted Candle Lie's movements, and she, who had never appeared, reappeared, but only to prevent him from touching the sword soul that appeared.

"There are memories that shouldn't be sealed in this, as long as you use the power of the previous life once, the same, you will recover a trace of the same memory, if you don't want to have a headache to death, don't touch it!" Xi Chen's petite body stood in front of Candle Lie's body and said resolutely.

The sword soul that appeared was transformed by the sword that Long Ju used in the past, which sealed the memories of the dead master, and if it was the reincarnation of Long Ju's Candle Spirit, if he used the power in it, it would awaken the memories of the Dragon Horse in his previous life, and the memories of those previous lives would also drill into Candle Lie's head one by one, making him feel painful, and it would also bring the power of his previous life to a short period of strength.

"What's so bad about remembering the memories of the past? Candle Lie pulled the person in front of him away, and the black pupils looked at this familiar sword, only the firmness of the taking. I didn't hide from the real facts, as I used to be.

"You finally believe what I said, some people, may have a past life. Xi Chen was surprised, she knew that Zhu Lie had always been skeptical of what she said, and today's sudden recognition made Xi Chen really a little puzzled.

"If you really lived for a thousand years, maybe there would really be a person named Long Ju who was me in the past, but is everything in your previous life really enough to make you Xichen so afraid?"

Candlelie was not proud of having a strong past life, on the contrary, he was unusually determined.

"Even if I am his reincarnation, all I can do is to become stronger!"

Candle Lie suddenly grasped the blood-colored sword hilt in front of him, and his black eyes were firm.

"Until it's strong enough to protect everything and not be implicated by anything in this world!"

After all, it is clear that the fate of his previous life cannot be shaken off, and he finally chose to face it head-on!

...... To be continued.