Chapter 624

Ling Chuxi watched the two swords crisscross each other. Every tiny movement and every light pick of the sword tip seemed so simple and simple, but it was also in line with the law of heaven. Seeing their swords, Ling Chuxi seemed to feel the vicissitudes of this continent for thousands of years.

Ling Chuxi has long been unable to distinguish who is who. He can only feel an endless sense of killing and a vast atmosphere in the sky, sometimes offsetting each other, sometimes violently colliding.

Ling Chuxi raised her heart. Although she didn't understand everything that happened in her mind and spirit, she knew one thing. The so-called Cangyuan, which appeared behind, was trying to destroy her divine consciousness and seize the nine Yin Jue pulse. The sword spirit, which had existed in her mind, was trying to protect her.

If he fails, he'll be dead.

The two figures crossed each other countless times, and their swords crossed each other for countless times. Finally, they stopped. Their swords met, and their bodies resisted each other. Both of them were tired, and their figures became illusory. It seemed that they were evenly matched and fell into a stalemate.

Ling Chuxi wanted to help, but he didn't know how to use his divine sense to launch an attack. She was anxious. If she went on like this, she would disappear completely. She doesn't want to disappear completely like this. She is no longer the same as before. In the past, she had nothing to do with her life. She felt meaningless even if she died. And now, she has too much to worry about. At this moment, Qing Jue outside must be very anxious, waiting for her. How can she leave by herself? No matter qingjue, she swore that her deep affection for qingjue would never be negative. no She must get rid of such a predicament and return to qingjue's side.

"Quick, melt your blood into the falling dust sword, contract sword spirit, only in this way can we subdue it." In my mind, I suddenly think of a mellow voice.

Ling Chuxi looked at the man's face with a grim smile. The light in his eyes was flying, but the sword spirit was gradually shining in his eyes, which was obviously unable to resist.

Without time to think about it, Ling Chuxi instinctively reached for the falling dust sword.

Ling Chuxi found that the divine consciousness entered a very wonderful state. On the one hand, he was immersed in the sea of mind, while on the other hand, he controlled his own body.

When the falling dust sword comes out, the finger cuts across the sharp blade, and it stings slightly. A drop of blood seeps out of the wound, just like immersing in the sand. It melts into the cold body of the sword. The red light on the silver front flashes and then disappears quickly.

In the mind, a faint red halo is hanging in the star river like a rainbow.

"What are you going to do?" The man grinned grimly and froze on his face, showing a look of panic.

The sword spirit looked at him, his lips moved. In the starry sky, mysterious light lines were rippling like water. A voice sounded in his ears, like the whispering of the wind, like the singing of the earth, like the whisper of the sky.

"You You Sword God ancient contract, you even use sword God ancient contract! In ancient times, the soul of Cangyuan could not be a servant with ordinary people. I am not willing, I am not willing to... " The man let out an unwilling roar and his face twisted and deformed like a knife.

But under the wave like light, there is no resistance.

His figure became more and more empty. Finally, it turned into a piece of light and shadow and merged with the figure of sword spirit.

Ling Chuxi couldn't tell who was Cangyuan or Jianling.

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