Yun smiled slightly.

She looked at the invincible Cheng Mo.

This boy is really a rare genius.

She sighed in her heart, she didn't expect to be able to have such an adventure when she came to this spiritual space.

Not only did I see the magic and magic that I couldn't see in the outside world, but I also saw all kinds of sentient beings, and I also witnessed the birth of a genius who created his own thoughts.

"What's the name of your reading, and what kind of thing is it?"

Yun asked softly, her two pitch-black eyes staring at Cheng Mo fieryly, eager to dig out this young man's brain and see what happened.

"You want to know? Why don't you try it yourself?"

Cheng Mo smiled, and the sword destroying sword in his hand was full of light, and a circle of ripples came out, enveloping himself within a radius of ten meters.

Yun frowned.

She sensed a devastating danger.

This circle of ripples cannot be touched.

There is a frenzied warning in consciousness, not to approach, not to touch, not to perceive.

But the clouds are too curious.

She couldn't help but poke out a hint of consciousness and move closer to the ripples.

Severe pain, severe pain, severe pain!

There was no other feeling except severe pain, and Yunyun's heart was empty.

The trace of divine consciousness she poked out was actually directly cut off the moment she touched the ripples!

"Awesome!"

She said softly, looking at Cheng Mo's eyes even more enthusiastic.

She wields her sword without hesitation, even if she knows that she is incapable of fighting the enemy, she still wields her sword.

-- This is just a mental space, what is there to be afraid of!

But then, the clouds are really a little scared.

Her sword, broken.

The Mercy Star Sword, which has accompanied her since she was a child, is broken.

Yun Yun took a step back with the broken sword in his hand.

The tip of Cheng Mo's sword slashed within half a foot of her—because there was still half a foot of range for the sword to swallow on it.

I...... Is it in the past?

The cloud isn't so certain.

Because she saw that Cheng Mo had already withdrawn the sword with the colorful light flashing in his hand.

Cheng Mo looked at the clouds quietly.

Yunyun lowered his head and quietly looked at the broken star in two.

Then she laughed.

With her smile, Cheng Mo said, "Goodbye, Immortal?" ”

Rumble......

The immortal cloud turned into a flood of light in the sky in Cheng Mo's slight mockery.

"Immortal Yun was killed and returned to his birthplace!"

This news was like a barrel of boiling oil poured on top of the flames, igniting the curiosity of all the monks.

They searched around, searched around, and even admirers of the Immortal formed a flower protection group, claiming to avenge the Immortal!

Although it is only a spiritual space, the influence of the Immortal Cloud is even greater.

In this place, people can't help but release the beast that is usually firmly suppressed in their hearts, from the original distant viewing, thinking in their hearts, to today's crazy madness, I am crazy!

The clouds stand on a round platform in the birthplace.

So that's what death tastes like?

She knew nothing, couldn't remember anything, couldn't think of anything, but she remembered the young man's sword clearly, the boy's anger, the boy's laughter, and the boy's-mockery.

Unforgivable!

The cloud inexplicably had a hint of mental fluctuations.

It is undeniable that this young man who can fight with the Red Fire Supreme Sword Red Fire slammed into her heart with an unstoppable momentum, and this young man was so domineering that he even occupied a corner of her soul with disgust.

She is a fairy, a fairy, and a cloud!

No one can occupy a corner of her heart, no one can make her like and hate, no one will smile at her like a mockery, no one!

The figure of the cloud flashed, and it fell above the teleportation array.

She is unwilling, she still has a lot of means that she has not used, how can she admit defeat so easily?

In her dictionary, there is no such thing as failure.

Location, Demon Cloud Valley, Teleport!

After killing the immortal cloud, Cheng Mo's heart was refreshed, what's wrong with the immortal? What's wrong with the beauty? No matter how affectionate the senior brother is, I don't want to leave a trace in my heart!

In his opinion, this Immortal Cloud's intentions are very sinister. The first time we met, I didn't ask about the size of the seniority, just looked at the age, and directly opened my mouth Senior Brother, closed my mouth Senior Brother, and wanted to use this intimate title to plant a seed?

I'm Cheng Mo, the invincible Cheng Mo in the world, so I won't be played with by such a little trick.

Fused with all kinds of memories, Cheng Mo's most powerful thing is not his cultivation, but his insight and experience, in the intelligent memory of the Supreme God and the World Tree, the traces of tens of thousands of years, although it is only a small part of it, but it is enough to make Cheng Mo's insight become an ancestor-level monster.

Ha!

He grinned, extinguish the sword, extinguish the sword, old friend, we can fight side by side again!

As if feeling his heart, the Zhuxian Sword shook for a while, and vaguely conveyed a joyful emotion to him!

This is...... Refining swords into spirits?

Cheng Mo was overjoyed in his heart, but then it was gloomy. His reaction was as quick as one. As soon as such a thought was born on this side, he was able to react immediately, the Zhuxian Sword was the condensation of his mental art, not a physical sword weapon forged by his heart fire.

His situation like this is just the magic refining of his spirit in the four realms of magic!

And it is only a realm that has just started, and it is still far from the realm of Dacheng.

He was immersed in the realm of swordsmanship all the way, and unconsciously, he also regarded himself as a pure sword cultivator.

At this time, destroying the sword creature woke him up from this realm, what kind of sword cultivation is not Cheng Mo's orthodox profession, he has always been a complete law cultivation!

Even his sword is condensed by reading the Fa, such a cultivation realm, what is it that is not Fa cultivation?

Although it is said that the sword cultivation breaks through ten thousand laws with one sword, Cheng Mo is very yearning, but it is just a yearning, what I want is only excellent combat power, not the pursuit of a professional realm.

Just when Cheng Mo had just corrected himself, his spiritual cultivation was more stable.

As soon as the figure of the cloud flashed, he appeared in front of Cheng Mo: "Senior Brother Cheng, it's really a good sword, I don't know if I can take a look at it from the clouds?"

She came to this place again through the teleportation array, and did not hide the surprise and doubt in her heart, the sword that Cheng Mo swung out was too ordinary, there was no profound change, and there was no sharp sword intent, there was only the aura of destruction on the colorful sword weapon!

"You want to see my sword?"

Cheng Mo shook his head, his sword was his biggest secret, except for his loved ones, he would not let anyone else look at it at will.

"It's stingy!"

The clouds are still the same light and breezy appearance, and it seems that Cheng Mo didn't want to refuse, and it didn't make her feel a trace of blame.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, a new spirit sword appeared in her hand: "Senior Brother Cheng, our competition is not over yet." ”

Cheng Mo did not manifest the sword this time, and used the law to bully people, once was enough.

In front of this immortal, Cheng Mo also has his own pride and persistence, if you want to test swordsmanship, then it is better to test swordsmanship. Stretching out his hand at will, from his waist, a black light flashed, and the water sword and blue blood were grabbed by him in the palm of his hand.

Yun Dao: "Don't you use that strange sword just now?"

A proud son of the sky like Yunyun can naturally see the strangeness of the sword extermination, although she did not use words to squeeze Cheng Mo and abandon the sword, but the meaning of the words is still that she was defeated by the strange sword just now, and it is not a real competition.

The two faced each other again, sword in hand.

This time it was a real swordsmanship battle, and the two of them had no grudge, but Cheng Mo's heart still gradually gave birth to a killing intent.

――This place, but where the trajectory of the space jade passes, the time is almost up!

"Come on!" Cheng Mo sighed softly, and the blue blood sword in his hand had already stabbed out diagonally, coming out from a direction that made the clouds unexpected.

This sword is tricky and strange, making the clouds seem to fall into the clouds, and there is no place to borrow from all directions.