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() "That's right, it's a lot more flexible!" Qin Guyue was thinking, the spirit body had already folded in an instant, and then dodged a sword, how could the sword spirit let him go like this, and immediately returned the sword, as if The boa constrictor, which was biting its prey, generally chased it down again.

"I'll dodge again!" Qin Guyue went away like the wind, and once again let Yinxue Sword Spirit go into the air, chase again, and then go into the air... His own mental power is far beyond ordinary people, and he got the flesh and blood of the six-clawed snake As a sacrifice, at this time, he also refined the Taiyin Fate Star Physique and Tianshu Fate Star Physique in a drop of Qianxunxue's blood, and learned the sky-defying spiritual power method such as the Shadow Soul Mimicry.

In terms of the quality of mental power alone, I am afraid that some star-level powerhouses are not as good as him.

The spirit body itself is a pure product of spiritual power. At this time, under Qin Guyue's control, it is like a ghost, and the snow-drinking sword spirit is just a natural creature. Several times, it failed again and again, not to mention a sword spirit drinking snow without much intelligence, even a well-trained swordsman, I am afraid that he will get angry!

"You, die!" Finally, the snow-drinking sword spirit became angry, no longer condensed into a solid body, but suddenly dispersed, turning into countless hurricanes, and rushed towards Qin Guyue from all directions.

Ambush from all sides, and strive to kill with one blow!

"Oh, it's just right!"

Qin Guyue stopped just like that, as if she knew that she could no longer dodge the blows coming from all directions, she would no longer dodge, and she would die with peace of mind!

"Death, death, death, death, death, death!" From all directions, countless voices intertwined with metal shouted in bloodthirsty, brutal, and frantic tones.

All the targets locked onto Qin Guyue's spirit body in an instant, even his breath!

However, at the moment when countless winds swept across Qin Guyue's spirit body, there seemed to be a soft "boo", as if a soap bubble had burst, and Qin Guyue's spirit body split from the middle Come, it turned into countless small "thoughts"!

Yes, yes, it is thinking, the lowest unit of mental power is thinking, which is the so-called thought, the spirit itself is something between "existence" and "nothing", the existence of thoughts, the existence of mental power, and the existence of mental power Then condense into a substance, then this is "existence", otherwise it is "nothing".

Just at the moment just now, Qin Guyue had already realized the true meaning of the simulation method, and understood the boundary between the virtual and the real. "none".If there is no such thing in this world, what can harm the non-existing thing?

I saw that the strong wind all over the sky rushed past Qin Guyue's position just now in such a strange way, and the Ice Soul Yuanzhu seemed to have lost its support and fell slowly.

But soon, Yinxue Sword Spirit discovered the problem!

"No, no, no, no, no, no..." Snow Drinking Sword Spirit exclaimed, and the stellar energy seemed to echo, and it seemed to be the voices of countless gold and iron screaming at the same time.

The countless sword shadows formed from the qi in the sky couldn't stop, and slammed towards Qin Guyue's back as if uncontrollably!

What is behind Qin Guyue?

It is the cold iron gate guarding this secret room!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..." Accompanied by repeated impacts, the entire secret room shook violently.

One is the sword spirit of the spirit soldier drinking the snow sword, who cuts iron like mud, and is awed by ghosts and gods, and the other is a giant door made of cold iron, guarded strictly, and ghosts and gods cannot invade. Is the sword sharper?Or is the door stronger?

Everyone wanted to know the answer, of course, Qin Guyue wanted to know even more!

"Boom!" After the last violent collision sound, the cold iron giant door several feet thick, which had been bombarded by the wind and energy of the Snow Drinking Sword Spirit and was riddled with holes, was finally blasted open.

At this moment, Qin Guyue's spiritual body that had already dissipated suddenly turned into countless thoughts, and condensed again in the place where it dissipated just now, catching the Ice Soul Yuanzhu that had not had time to fall on the ground, and suddenly , already dragged the Ice Soul Yuanzhu from the small hole blasted open by the Snow Drinking Sword Spirit, and slipped out.

Just as he was about to leave the secret room, after colliding with the cold iron gate, the Xueyin Sword Spirit, whose vitality was severely injured, struggled, and a ray of stellar energy still chased and killed Qin Guyue from the small hole through which Qin Guyue escaped. .

"Death!" Apparently the Xueyin Sword Spirit was seriously injured in the collision just now, not to mention that it was just a sword spirit, even a star-level powerhouse shaking a cold iron gate with his body would definitely be enough.

Hearing the strong roar of Yinxue Sword Spirit, Qin Guyue didn't answer, but turned her head, with a few flashes, she had already left the secret passage of the mechanism, and ran all the way towards the urn tower where the main body was.

At the same time, in the main hall of Qianjia, the middle-aged man who had been sitting on a mahogany armchair, wearing an ice blue robe with a thousand-character seal script embroidered on his chest, slightly twitched his left eyelid, and actually lowered his head. Thoughtful on the face.

Beside him, sat a young man wearing a dark blue brocade suit and holding a flower and bird folding fan. He couldn't help asking: "Father, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing." The middle-aged man pinched his left eyelid with his right hand and said, "It should be too tired."

"My lord father, we will take care of the chores in the house." The person who spoke at this moment was the person standing next to the young man holding a flower-and-bird folding fan. The man dressed in fancy clothes is the third young master of the Qian family, Qianshuang, who was kidnapped by Qian Xunxue before.

Seeing the uneasy look of his father in front of him, the young man holding a flower and bird folding fan sneered and said, "Father, I really don't know what you are worrying about. Now that everything is settled, just wait for the girl three After a few days, I have thrown myself into the trap, so what is there to worry about?"

"Ahem..." The middle-aged man is naturally the head of the Qian family now, he covered his mouth with his right hand, coughed a few times and said to the young man in Huafu, "Han'er, I have told you more than once, be careful!" After sailing for ten thousand years, you are always careless in doing things, if something goes wrong, wouldn't it be..."

"Huh... a dog can't spit out ivory!" The young man in Huafu saw that Patriarch Qian's words were unfavorable, and immediately said with a stern face, "I'm going to be the head of the Patriarch. You're good, you don't pick any good Say, don't you think I can't convince the crowd?" He suddenly patted the armrest of the mahogany armchair, stood up, and said without looking at Patriarch Qianjia, "I'm going back to rest and retreat! These few days It's okay, don't bother me!"

"Han'er, that's not what being a father means!" Patriarch Qian raised his hand, as if to call Qian Han back, "I have something to tell you as a father!"

"Hmph!" Qian Leng snorted, and walked out without looking back.

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