Chapter 51: Mending the Space

"Sword Spirit, what should I do?" Xue Chen said as he looked at his right hand, and at this time, a small purple sword shadow had flashed in his right hand.

"Within this Heaven Slashing Sword, there is a strange space, this space can hold all things, but, I don't know why, there is a crack in this space, except for the Heaven Slashing Sword Master, no one else can enter this space, unless I get the permission of the Heaven Slaying Sword Master, even I can't enter. Sword Spirit explained.

"You mean that as long as I fix this spatial crack, right?" Xue Chen said with some loss.

"That's right!" replied the sword spirit without hearing the slightest abnormality in Xue Chen's tone.

"Hehe!" Xue Chen smiled bitterly and said, "But with my current strength, I don't know anything about the space realm at all, let alone mending the space cracks!"

"Idiot, can't you think of me if you want to? You just need to take me into this space, and you don't have to worry about the rest. "Sword Spirit Dao.

Xue Chen smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay!"

Immediately, Xue Chen's heart moved, and a Xuanhe long sword appeared in his hand, purple light was shining, and an emperor's aura came to his face. Xue Chen looked at the Sky Cutting Sword in his hand, and then, a spiritual force wrapped around the Sky Cutting Sword and entered a mysterious space, the scene in this space is somewhat similar to the scene in the former Sky Devouring Decisive Space, but there are no dry bone boulders here, this is just a purple space.

"Where's the crack?" Xue Chen said to the sword spirit behind him.

"There!" said the Sword Spirit to a fog in front of him.

Xue Chen looked at it and didn't see anything, but soon Xue Chen Xue Chen found something wrong, the fog in other places just swam very slowly, or even moved, but the fog in that place was rolling a little intensely, and there was even some black gas full of evil aura mixed in it.

Xue Chen moved closer and took a closer look. He found that the black gas was pouring out from somewhere, and the purple mist was devouring the black energy.

"Sword Spirit, it's just such a place, do you have to repair it before you can come in?, isn't it okay if we come in now?" Xue Chen asked puzzled, Xue Chen really didn't understand, it was such a place, such a small crack, even if they came in, what could they do?

"Do you know what this black gas is?" the Sword Spirit asked.

Xue Chen shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. Besides, does it matter to me what he is? I'll just take those people out there.

"Alas, it's too late, I'll explain to you later, but I'll tell you, if you don't patch this crack, you will bring in a few people and a few people to die!"

Xue Chen nodded, sat down cross-legged, closed his mind, and when he came in just now, the sword spirit had already told Xue Chen that he needed to borrow his body, otherwise he would not be able to repair the crack in the Heaven Cutting Space.

Xue Chen sat down about a foot away from the tumbling purple qi, and then the soul body of the sword spirit rushed straight towards Xue Chen's sitting body, and suddenly disappeared into Xue Chen's body.

Xue Chen's body sitting quietly began to shake violently at the moment when the sword spirit entered the body, under normal circumstances, a physical body can only hold one soul, but now Xue Chen's physical body has two souls, which is overloaded for Xue Chen's physical body, if there is a soul backlash, maybe the sword spirit will not be fine, after all, strength is very important, but Xue Chen is very likely to become a dementia.

Xue Chen endured physical pain, not letting his soul control his body, but letting the sword spirit take over the control of his body.

Xue Chen felt that the sword spirit had already entered his mind, and soon, that painful feeling Xue Chen Jiang could no longer feel. Xue Chen felt as if he had left this world, in an independent space, surrounded by darkness and unable to see anything.

"I'm not going to die, am I?" Xue Chen said to himself

"Don't worry, I've taken over your body, you're just a soul in a closed state for the time being, and you'll be able to free yourself from it after I fix the spatial rift. The voice of the sword spirit seemed to come from the void, but it seemed to come from all around, ethereal.

Xue Chen could only wait quietly here, fortunately, he didn't need to suffer that kind of pain now, if that was the case, in two hours, Xue Chen felt that he would definitely collapse.

And Xue Chen's body, which was controlled by the sword spirit, had slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with a sense of vicissitudes. Suddenly, his hands were sealed, forming a light purple ball of light in front of him, and as his handprint changed, the purple gas around him also began to converge towards this ball, and the color of the ball was gradually deepening at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

And Xue Chen's body had begun to tremble a little, his hands had also begun to tremble, and his forehead was already covered with dense beads of sweat.

"It's really a useless body, it's already unbearable at the beginning!" "Sword Spirit muttered, although he said this, Sword Spirit was still trying to control Xue Chen's body and trying to maintain its current appearance.

However, to the surprise of the sword spirit, after an hour, although Xue Chen's body had been shaking, the beads of sweat on his forehead were getting more and more, as if he couldn't hold on anymore in the next moment, but the strange thing was that an hour had passed, and Xue Chen's body was still shaking, but there was no aggravation at all.

"Strange, how can this be?" In Sword Spirit's opinion, this plan was estimated to be in vain, and he thought of everything, but he forgot the load level of Xue Chen's body. At first, the sword spirit thought it was no fun, but now it seems that the situation is not as bad as he thought.

In Xue Chen's sea of knowledge, Sword Spirit Miaoman's body was also sitting quietly, maintaining the same posture as Xue Chen's body, and now, Sword Spirit's body was already trembling slightly.

Although it seems to be a simple matter, in order to aggregate these gases, the Yuan Qi Stone required is very terrifying, and the cultivation of the sword spirit is almost unbearable.

And the condensed purple ball of light has changed from the original lilac to the current dark purple, only the top little bit has not completely turned dark purple. When all of his transformations were complete, it was the time when the patched space was completed.

In the sea of knowledge, the sword spirit's hands kept trembling, and his body, which was originally no different from a real person, now became a little illusory. The power of the sword spirit already felt like it was about to run out, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered.

Xue Chen's body was already shaking like a sifting of chaff, and the endurance of his physical body was already on the verge of limit.

Finally, when the limit arrived, the purple ball of light had completely turned into a deep purple and was filled with a surging energy. The sword spirit's hands changed into handprints, and with a push forward, the bead that had taken most of the sword spirit's strength to condense rushed towards the tumbling space.

After submerging into the tumbling gas, the purple bead emitted surging power, and the surrounding black gas was completely destroyed the moment it touched this energy, and the balance between purple and black was broken by this bead for a long time. Soon, the surrounding purple gas swarmed up, and the black gas completely disappeared.

And the sword spirit's body had already withdrawn from Xue Chen's sea of consciousness in a flash, and her body began to feel a little transparent. The moment the sword spirit withdrew from Xue Chen's sea of knowledge, Xue Chen's consciousness instantly returned to his body, but what greeted Xue Chen was a painful feeling of imminent death.

Although the power of the sword spirit is used to repair the space, it is borrowed from Xue Chen's body as a medium, and the energy transmitted in it needs to be borne by Xue Chen's body. For such a long period of long-term load, even a machine can't withstand it, let alone a human body.

Xue Chen fell to the ground all of a sudden, without even the strength to move his fingers, and his whole body was sore.

"Okay?" asked in Xue Chen's weak voice.

"Hmm!" Sword Spirit's voice was also a little weak.

Xue Chen reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at the sword spirit, and after seeing his state, Xue Chen really didn't know what to say.

Just when the two of them were already running out of oil, Lin Huo'er's voice rang out.

"Xue Chen, the people of the Lei family are here!"