Chapter 631

"That's all. Saving one's life is better than building a seven level butcher. I'll help him." Jianling finally made up his mind and said. Feeling Ling Chuxi's worry and intolerance, Cangyuan still made a decision.

"Thank you, master..." Ling Chuxi whispered, "if only I could help you."

"By the way, I think of one thing when I listen to you." The sword spirit thought of what said.

"What?" Ling Chuxi asked.

"If you can use your power, it will be much easier, and the damage to me will be much less." Said Jianling. In other words, the time to sleep is shorter.

"My power?" Ling Chuxi was a little surprised. Why did Jianling talk about her power, not Huangfu qingjue's power. If she really has this ability, will it still be until now?

"I'm talking about nine Yin Jue Mai." Said Jianling.

"That..." Ling Chuxi took a cold breath and opened his mouth into an O-shaped shape. Does she not know how terrible the time bomb is? Last time, with the help of five guardians, she was able to resolve the extreme cold for her, and was lucky to be promoted to Zhenyuan realm. Will she hang up here?

"Don't worry. I have my own sense of propriety. Now I have signed the ancient contract of sword God with you. If anything happens to you, I will be scared out of my wits. Cangyuan sword will never exist in the world." Said Jianling.

"Hold on, master." Hearing this, Ling Chuxi felt relieved.

"I know you don't have to worry." The sword spirit answers the way.

After saying this, Ling Chuxi suddenly felt a movement in his heart, and the spiritual connection between him and the sword spirit became much stronger. In the sea of Qi, there was a trace of extremely cold air.

It is worthy of being a sword spirit gathered by a generation of top powerful minds. It is so easy to borrow his own nine Yin Jue Mai. Ling Chuxi is not afraid of what he does. If he really wants to have a bad heart, he would have been destroyed in the hands of sword spirit just now.

However, with the more and more intense cold, Ling Chuxi was still worried.

Ling Chuxi only felt cold on his body, and a very Yin cold air surged out of the sea of steam.

When Ling Chuxi was frightened, he felt that the extremely Yin cold Qi was flowing rapidly in the meridians. Although the cold was piercing, it was not totally irresistible. It seemed that there was a mysterious force controlling the extremely Yin cold. Although it flowed through the meridians, it did not touch her experience, but floated through the middle.

Finally, the extremely cold weather found the flood at the mouth of the dyke, gushing out the meridians and pouring into the falling dust sword. The falling dust sword also made a low and inaudible sound.

Ling Chuxi opened his eyes fiercely, and saw a mysterious dense cloud between the heaven and the earth.

All the people were attracted by the dense road, and no one even noticed the strange appearance on Ling Chuxi's sword.

"Buzz" there was a slight buzz in everyone's ears, as if something had been broken.

Then, a light and shadow appeared in the sky, like an ancient text or pattern, giving people a sense of deja vu. Such patterns can be seen in the array eyes inside and outside xiaoyingu mountain, which is part of the eight gate array.

Light and shadow flicker, more and more bright, infinitely enlarged, spread in the whole sky. In the end, it burst like a soap bubble and shed a million colorful rays.

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