Yin Yang Xuanlei has been turning silently, as if it is a silent mockery.

It already provided energy to the cage, and there could have been a quicker and more effective way to kill the rebels inside.

Surprisingly, it has chosen the most time-consuming and inscrutable method.

Perhaps, it also wants to kill directly, but for some reason, it is not allowed to do so.

Perhaps, it is to let them know that they will die but they can't resist, so they can only wait for death slowly, and endure endless torture and psychological torture.

The space inside the cage was no longer more than two zhang square at this time, and the inner wall intertwined by black and white electric light was already full of hollow cracks like knives, like many devouring beasts, looking at the people in the cage with a smile.

At this time, a farmer dressed in sackcloth stretched out the fingers of his right hand, and due to the suppression of space, his movements were several times slower than usual. However, this did not have much impact on what he did.

Jian pointed out that a three-legged and two-eared, rusty bronze tripod suddenly appeared out of thin air, which was the Huiguang Zhen Soul Tripod that had suppressed the Five Thunder War Gods before.

The strange thing is that this tripod is only the size of a palm, I don't know if he did it intentionally, or the space suppression is too strong, compared with the previous heavier than Mount Tai, it is like a children's toy.

The farmer's face was calm, and he quickly punched out a few sword tricks, turning into endless aura marks, and rushed into the Huiguang Town Soul Ding, and after each sword trick was played, his face turned a little pale.

After striking eighty-one sword tricks, the farmer suddenly spewed out a bloody arrow-like blood from his mouth, instantly enveloping the pocket little ding.

At this time, the rust stains on the body began to peel off piece by piece, dissipating like the three flowers of the Heavenly Maiden, revealing the bronze rune hidden inside.

Each rune is composed of endless stars, not like ordinary runes, as if containing the truth of the Heavenly Dao, densely spread throughout the body, it seems to be extremely mysterious.

And the shapes are different, and the rune veins are intersecting, and no trace can be traced.

If you look closely, each sigil seems to change from moment to moment, and it is never repeated, making it difficult to figure out whether it is a sigil or whether someone has moved the unknown starry sky to it with supreme mana.

These mysterious sigils seem to be irregular, and there is no trace of them.

If you look closely, you can see that although each sigil changes shape, its position never changes.

It's just that there is no movement in this eternal repetition of repeated changes.

If you peel off the endless sigils from the tripod and lay them flat on a piece of paper, you will find that in fact, their eternal combination is just a flower.

This flower has nine petals, and there are pearls hidden between the stamens.

At this moment, the farmer suddenly stretched out his right hand, held it weakly, trembled and used all his strength to slowly pull out a sword from the ding.

The sword body is like blood, bright and dripping!

The moment he drew his sword, the sky outside the cage seemed to resound with countless terrible roars, circling and echoing in this silent heaven and earth, lingering for a long time.

The strange thing is that the Yin Yang Xuanlei no longer rotates, and the entire cage no longer shrinks.

It seemed to be thinking, as if it was waiting for some kind of command.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Suddenly, the Yin and Yang Xuanlei decomposed silently, turning into countless black and white electric lights, like a curtain of electric light, covering the cage.

Moreover, the electric light of the cage began to reassemble, and from time to time many black and white electric lights were separated, wandering in the space, and for a while it seemed disordered.

The farmer felt the pressure in the space increase suddenly, and glanced around, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ying Wuji glanced at the blood sword solemnly, his left hand behind him, and his sword fingers moved slightly, only to see a three-foot long sword that was not working suddenly appeared out of thin air, slowly turned, and hung above the sword fingers, which was the Fengtian Sword.

The finger of his right hand was across his chest, and he recited the mantra in a hurry.

At the same time, the Heaven Sealing Sword began to emit the light of the sun, and a huge coercion suddenly descended on this narrow space, causing the spatial cracks that had disappeared just now to spread all over the periphery of the entire inner wall of the cage.

It was like a giant mouth that could never be filled, swallowing up countless black and white electric lights that flew out of the cage.

Then, an extremely mysterious sound suddenly emanated from the Heaven Sealing Sword, making the cage space that was tending to collapse instantly stabilized, and suddenly made the few people who were trembling and frightened breathe a long sigh of relief in their hearts.

At this moment, an incomparably cold and domineering sword roar suddenly came out from within the blood sword, and an even more powerful coercion tended to this already unbearable space.

It seemed to have been provoked by the Heaven Sealing Sword, and could not tolerate any sword weapon daring to sneer in front of it, so it immediately flew up on its own, breaking through the confinement of space and time, and instantly appeared behind Ying Wuji, carrying a strong and incomparable ferocious aura towards the Heaven Sealing Sword.

"Choke!"

I only heard an earth-shattering loud sound, mixed with a crisp "click" sound, which suddenly echoed in this world

Kun looked up at the sky, his tiger eyes were full of tears, watching the sunset and not saying a word for a long time.

"Senior brother, don't blame yourself too much! Senior brother in charge made a vain statement, and he knew that there would be such a catastrophe. Besides, although his physical body was destroyed, his foundation was not damaged, and there was still a possibility of returning from cultivation in the future. Liu Wan'er put away a section of dark green bamboo, walked closer with a sad expression, and reluctantly comforted.

Kun smiled self-deprecatingly, but did not answer.

"People can't do everything in their lives. Although we are in charge of a peak, it seems that we are in power, but in fact, some things are not something we can control. Since the sect has chosen that thing, whether it succeeds or not, we need to bear the consequences. The elder brother in charge said that he is right, he wears his crown and must bear his weight. Liu Wan'er looked at the broken sword on the ground and sighed.

"Although Senior Sister's words are good, now that the Heavenly Sword is broken, and the body of the senior brother is completely destroyed, how difficult is it to cultivate back to the peak of the past? Kun's back was a little more lonely, and he said bitterly.

"Senior brother, without the power of the twin swords, how can we break the Yin and Yang Xuanjiao with the power of the Heaven Sealing Sword Spirit to explode itself? Liu Wan'er forced a smile, but a trace of gloom flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

"Well, when I planned this matter, life and death enlightenment was the most important thing, but compared to the artifact of this sect and the master disciple, the loss is still unbearable!" Kun was silent for a moment, looked at the red sun, and sighed.

"In life, you are faced with choices all the time, and the choices are different, and the results are different!" Liu Wan'er looked at the red fire-like clouds in the sky and said slowly.

"The choice is different, and the result is different!" Kun muttered thoughtfully.