Immortal Sword Pavilion

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The sword cuts the flesh, and the sword cuts the soul.

This sword was a sword that Zhou Yu had exhausted all his strength.

In this sword, he mobilized all the energy of Cangyuan that the soul companion body can mobilize,
He poured all the energy of the Five Elements into his body, and even in order to make up for his lack of cultivation, he forced out his own blood when he cast the Qijue Sword Meridian.

Finally, let the Yuanshen Jin Talisman burst out the power of the soul that is close to the limit, and use it to control the sword.

The moment the sword was slashed, a sense of enlightenment rose in Zhou Yu's heart.

This sword, in this Cangyuan Realm, in the Nascent Soul Realm, is dead when touched.

Therefore, the sword is the most brilliant sword he has practiced till now.

Even in the many years to come, before he really stepped into the god of transformation, he could never reach the height of this sword again.

"This sword, I would like to call it, Five Elements Sword Realm!" Zhou Yu murmured softly.

As soon as the words fell, shocking blood mist erupted from his body at this moment.

The golden long sword transformed into the companion body of the spirit and soul in his hand, as the purple meaning faded, the golden light shattered in an instant, turning into a sword butterfly with a weak breath, and submerged into the sea of ​​consciousness to cultivate again.

This is the price of using this sword.

But even at this moment, from the limbs and bones of the body, there are bursts of pain like a knife.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, because the power of the soul was consumed in an instant, accompanied by the meaning of emptiness, the stinging pain that followed.

Unable to stop it, Zhou Yu's eyes became brighter and brighter.

He watched the black Xunfeng that blasted through the five-element sword formation silently collapse after the sword light passed.

Looking at the vastness, because of the swiftness of the sword, a clear line appeared.

It wasn't until seeing the sword light sinking into the head of the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm that Zhou Yu said slowly in his heart.

"You can't block this sword."

……

When the sword light fell, there was still a hundred-footed sarcasm in the eyes of the nine-yuan silkworm.

The look in his eyes seemed to be still at this moment.

Boom!

The next moment, within the sea of ​​consciousness of the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm, an unprecedented storm was set off by the appearance of a purple-gold light.

Even if Baizu roared in astonishment, he wanted to mobilize the huge power of sea consciousness in the mind of the nine-yuan silkworm, and wanted to stop the Zijin long sword from coming.

But because of the incomplete fusion, at this most critical moment, they could only watch helplessly as the Zijin long sword slashed past.

The sea of ​​consciousness of the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm was divided into two.

On the one hand, it was as gray and dead as chaos, and on the other hand, it was full of vitality and contained all his soul.

The difference between the two is as clear as the sword marks appearing in the vastness at this moment.

It seemed that this sword contained a force that Baizu couldn't resist at this moment.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through the sword mark in the sea of ​​consciousness. He could only protect his soul from being cut under the light of the sword.

What frightened Baizu even more was that as the sword marks in the sea of ​​consciousness continued to spread, within the sea of ​​consciousness of the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm, a force of repulsion was changing from weak to strong.

hum!
The next moment, as this repulsive power reached its peak, Baizu's spirit was completely expelled from the sea of ​​consciousness of the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm in an instant with the stirring of the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm's sea of ​​consciousness.

In the midst of confusion.

It should be three breaths later, and outside the huge body of the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm, a vague old man was suddenly ejected from the body.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yu smiled.

But in his heart, there was a kind of regret.

His peak sword strike actually only drove the hundred feet away, but it didn't kill it completely.

"This person, no doubt, has planned for a thousand years, and his soul is so powerful."

It was hard for Zhou Yu to imagine how powerful this person must have been a thousand years ago.

"Thinking about it, it's not too far from the fairy road." Zhou Yu sighed.

"Damn, hate, hate!" Looking at the huge body of the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm, Baizu almost went crazy.

He raised his head and looked at Zhou Yu who looked like a blood man, and his whole body was bright except for the pair of eyes, and the rest was withered like a tree in late autumn. He was furious.

"I will take you out of your soul, and make your soul howl endlessly in the fire of the Nine Serenities."

"Hey, you have no chance." Zhou Yu looked at Baizu mockingly.

"Arrogance, ignorance, and ignorance." Baizu cursed three times in a row.

"You have exhausted your body's essence and blood, so that your soul is almost dry, even if I get out of this body, so what?"

"If I can seize it once, I can seize it a second time, and this time, because of your sword, once I set foot on this body, there will be no barriers.

At that time, let me see what you will use to stop me? "The centipede's eyes were red, and on top of its illusory soul, seven soul lamps emerged again when they were cursing.

"In life, there are often many once, but there is never a second chance."

Seeing a monk who was most likely the top monk before Immortal Dao cursed loudly, Zhou Yu felt a sense of achievement for no reason.

This sword is worth it.

"Did you think you had a second chance?"

Zhou Yu hadn't uttered these words, but Bai Zu's pupils turned around abruptly, looking at Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm in horror.

A trace of sarcasm appeared in those huge pupils.

"How could you possibly be alive?"

But what responded to him was a roar from the mouth of the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm, followed by the spirit of Bai Zu, which disappeared in the dazzling golden light.

Before he died, he saw an altar slowly emerge from the body of the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm.

On the altar is the holy son of the demon world, Mo Shang, who died long ago but is still intact at this moment.

"Brother Zhou, it's no wonder that you are a master of Yijian, yet you can do this?"

On the head of the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm, Mo Shang was cross-legged on the altar, and at the moment when the hundred feet completely dissipated, his eyes looked at Zhou Yu rather complicatedly.

"Such an outstanding person, I really can't think of a reason for not killing you. I don't know if Brother Zhou can tell you, can you do that sword just now?"

"Compared to this point, Mr. Zhou is more curious about the reason why you came back from the dead. I wonder if brother Mo can elaborate?" Zhou Yu said slowly.

The moment his words sounded, in his right hand, a purple-gold sword light was gathering.

"Reincarnation illusion, not only your human race can break through."

Looking at the purple-gold long sword formed in an instant, Mo Shang smiled freely after a brief silence.

"There will be a period later!"

"There is a period of regret."

As soon as the words fell, the space in front of Mo Shang trembled, and two figures fell out of the air not far from the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm.

It was Yin Guang and Nie Rong who were soaked in blood all over their bodies.

At the same moment, a purple-gold sword light came through the air.

"Walk."

The moment the sword light fell, the huge body of the Nine Yuan Celestial Silkworm shrank rapidly, turning into a white light and entering the center of Mo Shang's eyebrows.

The former suddenly appeared by Yin Guang's side, and just before the sword light slashed down, he disappeared into the vastness instead.

(End of this chapter)