While Liang Yi and others were waiting anxiously, a spiritual light floated quietly in the air in a dark and deep cave thousands of miles away, bringing light to this closed space.

Under the light, the two temperaments were very similar, like two monks with sharp swords sitting and standing, and the atmosphere was a bit calm.

"Is there really no way? Master Uncle?"

A dry sound suddenly sounded and echoed in the cave. Ke Mengzhan closed one eye tightly and the other eye drooped, looking at the former sect leader of the Tianchi Sword in front of him, who was his uncle in his master.

The monk sitting upright in front of Ke Mengzhan looked young, but the monk with extremely old temperament was Qiu Nanfeng.

"Ahem! It's already great to be able to temporarily hide the investigation of the abyss will. It's completely impossible to completely eliminate the imprint of the abyss will after being eroded by the abyss demonic energy."

Hearing Ke Mengzhan's question, Qiu Nanfeng smiled helplessly. If he could get rid of the control of the abyss will, he would be willing to die.

But at this time, he was not sitting in front of Ke Mengzhan to show off his airs, but now he has no legs to make him stand up.

His legs had been cut off by Ke Mengzhan's own hands! He also blinded Ke Mengzhan's eyes.

Until just now, there was a strange sword intent mixed in Ke Mengzhan's Qianyuan sword intent, which was still left at the wound of his broken leg, constantly depriving him of his vitality.

However, it was precisely because Ke Mengzhan seriously injured him that the seal he set on himself countless years ago was loosened and he was able to temporarily restore his will.

In order to seek a breakthrough, he insisted on entering the sealed area north of the northern desert alone despite the dissuasion of the Zen master at that time. However, he did not expect that even if the will of this abyss would be damaged, he would forcibly break a crack and pull him into the abyss.

Even at the peak of the ninth level, he was unable to resist the will of the abyss, let alone at the seventh level.

The abyss did not kill him, but instead tried to erode him into an abyss monk with the abyss demonic energy, but fortunately, he was determined and had to withstand for hundreds of years.

During these hundreds of years, he gradually realized that he was probably unable to escape the clutches of the abyss will, and the result was already destined, so he simply changed his mind.

After hundreds of years of torture, although his cultivation level has not been able to survive, his sword heart has become more and more pure, and his sword intent has been polished to the world!

He used the sword intent and sword heart that were far beyond his realm and spent decades to create a new seal to seal part of his true spirit deep in his soul, leaving only some instinctive thinking outside.

While concealing the will of the abyss, it did not make anyone suspicious.

In this way, when the seal is lifted one day in the future, his true spirit can return to occupy his body, so as to temporarily get rid of the influence of the will of the abyss.

Until today, his instinct left outside sensed the same breath from Ke Mengzhan, and then he took the initiative to find Ke Mengzhan.

During the battle between the two sides, Ke Mengzhan broke through the ninth realm and completely controlled the Qianyuan sword fetus. The Qianyuan sword intent of the world, which was the most strong and yang, burst out and directly cut off his legs.

Ke Mengzhan's sword not only cut off his legs, but also cut the seal deep in his soul with one sword.

"Is it impossible to even commit suicide?"

Ke Mengzhan gritted his teeth and asked.

Hearing this question, Qiu Nanfeng just shook his head helplessly.

Once you become a monk in the abyss or a sword cultivator at the peak of the ninth level like him, how could the will of the abyss allow them to die at will?

Even after death, their souls will not reincarnate, but will be sucked into the body of the abyss will, and will be reborn again after spending endless years!

Ke Mengzhan tightly held the sword in his hand, frowned, and the sword intent on his body became more and more fierce.

"Don't be confused. Have you forgotten Tianchi's teachings?"

Seeing the change in Ke Mengzhan's aura, Qiu Nanfeng frowned and scolded in a low voice.

"····Disciple knows his mistake!"

Ke Mengzhan took a deep breath and then vomited it out again. The martial arts of Huajian Tianchi silently operated, soothing all the distracting thoughts in his heart before giving a gift to Qiu Nanfeng a Tianchi disciple.

"Sword Cultivator kills the world's number one, and the Sword Washing Tianchi does not prevent you from being angry or sad, but hopes that even when your mood is fluctuating violently, you can still think about problems calmly and not be driven by emotions."

Qiu Nanfeng once again warned Ke Mengzhan about the truth that the disciples of Xijian Tianchi knew when they were in the beginning.

He was very satisfied with the current chief of the Sword Xi Tianchi. He was amazed in both talent and talent. With this son, the Sword Xi Tianchi will have no worries for at least a thousand years.

However, the premise of worry-free is based on the fact that the Mystery Continent can still exist safely.

"I don't have much time, so I'll tell you a long story."

Qiu Nanfeng took a deep breath and his expression turned serious.

"I will inject all my cultivation into your sword intent domain. All you have to do is replace me and continue to protect the sword-washing Tianchi with the three-foot Qingfeng in your hand!"

"Uncle Master!"

Ke Mengzhan suddenly looked up and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

It was not his cultivation that Qiu Nanfeng wanted to give him, because for sword cultivators, cultivation was second, and sword intent and sword heart were the first!

What Qiu Nanfeng has is the perfect sword heart that has been polished through hundreds of years of demonic energy in the abyss and his sword intention that can cut off people's memories.

Qiu Nanfeng's sword could cut off everyone's memory, but he could not cut off the remaining memories of the Tianchi in his mind.

"I can't go back anymore. At least before it turns into a handful of loess, let me fulfill my last responsibility for the Sword Cleaning Tianchi."

Qiu Nanfeng smiled bitterly and gently stroked the three-foot Qingfeng beside him, which had a sharp sword sharp edge but a dilapidated hilt. Even when he went back now, he was just an abyss sword cultivator, not the sword master of the sword cleaning Tianchi.

It’s not that he cares about his identity, and their Sword Cleaning Tianchi is not a sect that draws a conclusion based on their identity.

But his true spirit can't last long for long, and sooner or later he will be assimilated by the stronger true spirit in his body, but affected by the abyss will.

At that time, he will become a sword cultivator of the abyss again.

"Tell me that boy Zhou Yuzhi that there is no need for my incense and candle in the ancestor's hall."

Qiu Nanfeng smiled and then pointed it out directly, pointing it at Ke Mengzhan's eyebrows like thunder.

Before Ke Mengzhan could say something, a feeling of dizziness came, and a sword intent came into his soul with Qiu Nanfeng's fingers.

Aware of the arrival of this sword intent, the Qianyuan sword fetus in Ke Mengzhan's body instantly evoked!

"Spring mud protects flowers, I hope you don't let me down..."

Qiu Nanfeng's eyes were full of nostalgia, but it turned into decisiveness in a flash.

Click—

A sound like a broken glass came from Qiu Nanfeng's body. This was him breaking his sword's heart!

The insights he had obtained through hundreds of years of pain and suffering are now being taught to Ke Mengzhan by him using secret techniques.

The perception flows into Ke Mengzhan's sea of ​​consciousness like flowing water, while the painful memories accompanied by the perception were cut off by Qiu Nanfeng with his own sword intent, leaving only the purest perception for Ke Mengzhan.

Ke Mengzhan only felt that he was indescribable to his body now, as if he had taken a cool bath under the waterfall after making a fuss in summer, clean from the inside out!

And in this feeling, the sword heart that Ke Mengzhan cultivated in the Qianyuan Sword Body was as bright as it had been washed, becoming more and more dazzling.

Even the Qianyuan Sword Fetus seemed to be extremely happy and trembled gently.

Ke Mengzhan's situation is special. The sword fetus of normal sword cultivators are born in the soul, but his sword heart is born in the Qianyuan sword fetus.

It is as if the sword fetus gave birth to the sword heart, and the sword heart born can control the sword fetus. The clearer and stronger the sword heart, the stronger the sword fetus he can exert.

Now, after Ke Mengzhan was promoted to the ninth level, the Qianyuan Sword Fetal could have exerted nearly 90% of his power. Now, with Ke Mengzhan's sword heart complete, at this moment, Ke Mengzhan truly controlled the Qianyuan Sword Fetal.

If Ke Mengzhan hadn't deliberately controlled it, there would be a natural strange phenomenon!

But when the insights were completely integrated into the soul of Gu Mengzhan, Qiu Nanfeng suddenly waved his sword and slashed at him.

In addition to his insights, he also turned his sword intent into the purest sword seed and buried it in Ke Mengzhan's body. When Ke Mengzhan improves his own sword intent field in the future, his sword seed can be turned into foundation and nutrients to promote the improvement of Ke Mengzhan's field.

This lasted for about a stick of incense, and Qiu Nanfeng took back his finger.

However, at this time, Qiu Nanfeng no longer had the young face he had just now, but became an old look that was consistent with his temperament.

Seeing this scene, even Ke Mengzhan, who had received great opportunities, had no joy in his eyes, but instead contained sadness.

"Don't cry with a sad face. If you really want to commemorate me, use the sword intent I taught you to kill some abyss monks."

Although the momentum fell to the bottom, Qiu Nanfeng's spirit reached its peak at this moment, and his eyes were bright and bright to look at Ke Mengzhan.

"The incense and candle in the ancestor's hall will definitely not be broken, and there will definitely be uncle you!"

Ke Mengzhan had no intention of caring about the changes in his body, but just made a solemn promise to Qiu Nanfeng.

Qiu Nanfeng was stunned for a moment before nodding.

The constant incense and candles prove that the inheritance of the Sword Cleaning Tianchi will not be broken. With his incense and candles, it means that Ke Mengzhan still thinks he is the person of the Sword Cleaning Tianchi.

And at this moment, the floating spiritual light in the cave suddenly flashed, and a powerful force fell from the sky.

Under this pressure, the formation runes that had been hiding in the void to cover the aura of Tianji and them were instantly revealed, with a constant sound of cracks and cracks, and it seemed that they would not last long.

"It was the abyss will that has arrived. The abyss demonic energy of the entire abyss continent has undergone drastic changes since the beginning. Now the entire body is declining rapidly. It seems that your companions have successfully destroyed the Heavenly Vein Spirit Core."

Qiu Nanfeng looked terrified and hurriedly looked at Ke Mengzhan and urged him.

"The sword intent that the boy gave you can kill me completely, let's do it."

Hearing this, Ke Mengzhan, who understood the urgent situation, took a deep breath and gave a sword salute to Qiu Nanfeng with a serious expression!

Before the action, Liang Yi had already given them a wisp of sword intent in the Linyuan.

The monks at the ninth level are extremely rare in any world. If they kill monks at this level, the Abyss will will definitely resurrect them.

Therefore, in addition to helping them better deal with the abyss monks, Linyuan sword intent can also completely kill the abyss monks and let their souls return to heaven and earth, rather than the abyss will!

"Disciple, Gu Mengzhan, please send me my uncle!"

Ke Mengzhan bowed respectfully, and a deep black sword intent attached to the sword, and then slashed out with a sword!
To be continued...