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Three hundred and ninety second chapter begging for mercy

Chapter 392 Begging for mercy

However, after Taoist Qingsong in the Xuanyin Gathering Formation released the bronze flying sword, he was overjoyed to see that the bronze flying sword cut off a large area of ​​black sword light. After a while, he saw that the black sword light that was about to gather was scattered and unable to recover.

It reverts to black light and returns to the surrounding area to appear defensive.

Seeing this situation, Taoist Qingsong made up his mind and became even more determined. He no longer cared about the damage to the Bone Sword. He waved his hand and wiped the four door-like Bone Swords in front of him, which turned into a White Bone Sword. He grabbed it in his hand, shouted and rushed outside.

go.

Seeing Taoist Qingsong rushing out, many black lights came towards Taoist Qingsong. However, the black light was too weak after all. Every time it interacted with the Bone Sword, it was scattered and broken, which could only stop Taoist Qingsong.

Released the bone sword to protect him completely, Qingsong walked out step by step against the sword light.

Faintly hearing the screams of Yin Xiuxuan and Ye Piaoling outside, Taoist Qingsong felt extremely happy. To think that the bronze sword was a treasure he found when he accidentally broke into the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Palace. He had limited knowledge at the time, so it was just a mistake.

Chong helped the flying sword break away from the seal, and then realized that the flying sword was actually a Nascent Soul magic weapon, an existence with a weapon spirit.

If it is a golden elixir magic weapon that has not yet derived its weapon spirit, they can still refine it and use some power at the first level of foundation building. However, if the Nascent Soul magic weapon and its weapon spirit are born, no one can use it freely unless they surrender or submit.

But with Qingsong's cultivation strength, how could it be possible to recover the bronze sword, let alone make the bronze sword surrender? But the magic weapon has a spirit, and it seems that Qingsong released it, and did not seem to leave, but followed Qingsong.

Qingsong also knew by chance that this bronze sword liked to absorb the fierce murderous aura from the flying sword. From time to time, he would always think of some ways to "honor" the flying sword master. With such kindness and inducement before, Qingsong reached the critical moment.

Asking for help, this bronze sword came out to help.

Therefore, the bronze sword was used by Qingsong as a life-saving magic weapon. However, this magic weapon did not come out very bright after all, and it was taken out from the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Palace, so he never let it see the light at ordinary times. If it were not for the fact that he had consumed a lot of real energy in his body at this time.

, and the power of the Xuanyin Gathering Formation became more and more powerful, almost hurting him, so he made up his mind to use it.

Listening to the faint screams and looking at the extremely thin clouds and mist in front of him, Qingsong was overjoyed and secretly thought that what he saw when he came out of the magic circle was probably Yin Xiuxuan's body.

Just when he was happy, suddenly, a ray of black light shot through the Bone Sword. Qingsong smiled slightly. If there were hundreds of such black lights, he would have been a little more careful, but these two were no more than a casual touch.

Thinking about it, he flicked his sleeves and hit the black light. However, what came out was not the crisp sound of the black light breaking, but the sound of tearing silk. Qingsong looked quickly and saw that the black light turned into sword light again without knowing it.

It is constantly splitting his sleeves, which are almost torn.

Before he could figure out the sudden change in the black light, heavy blows hit the bone sword he released. Along with the sound of gold and iron clashing, he felt that the amount of true energy output from his body increased several times.

Before Master Qingsong could figure out the changes, he heard Yin Xiuxuan's voice coming into the Xuanyin Gathering Formation.

"Xuan Yin turns into a sword, turns into a sword..."

Qingsong's head was filled with confusion, "That boy didn't die. The Nascent Soul magic weapon didn't kill that boy. Impossible, how could it be possible? Even Foundation Establishment must die! This is absolutely impossible..."

Taoist Qingsong's mind was spinning rapidly, but the flying sword in his hand did not stop. He quickly injected his true energy into the bone sword, resisting the increasing pressure.

Suddenly, he felt that the pressure on the sword was gone, and when he slashed away with the White Bone Sword, there was nothing left. Before he could rejoice that the pressure was gone, an extremely oppressive aura came from behind.

Qingsong turned his head to look, and his face suddenly turned pale. Thousands of black sword lights condensed into one, and shot towards his back with a cold light, overwhelming the sky and the earth as if the sky were pouring down.

"No, it's impossible!"

Taoist Qingsong hurriedly turned the bone sword around and moved it violently to block the incoming black sword light. There were thousands of sword lights, each of which was comparable to a mid-grade magic weapon. From time to time, sword light penetrated the sword light.

The bone-crossing sword left scars on Taoist Qingsong's body.

After a burst of sword light, Taoist Qingsong had no trace except for a few rags hanging around his waist. Even the beard and hair on his head were all hung cleanly. However, his exposed body was covered with bruises and countless blood left from the scars.

When he fell down, there was not an inch of intact flesh and blood on his body.

Looking back at the countless sword lights that passed through, Taoist Qingsong's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. How could he not know that the formation was being controlled again, and that the tried-and-tested bronze flying sword actually failed to achieve success this time?

The last hole card was thrown out, but it had no effect at all. Taoist Qingsong was really panicked and confused, and shouted: "Let me live, I will not pursue the treasure matter anymore! ... What do you want from me?

I can leave it all to you..."

Taoist Qingsong's shout seemed to have had some effect. Those sword lights were hanging in the air. Although they still radiated cold light, they did not shoot towards Qingsong again.

"What can you give me?" Yin Xiuxuan's cold voice came from all directions.

Qingsong rolled his eyes, with a trace of luck in his heart, and said quickly: "Magical weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, exercises, spiritual stones, you can take whatever I have, as long as you let me live."

A cold snort came, "You can get these things when I kill you, so why do you need to give them to me!"

Qingsong was anxious. Looking at the slightly swaying black sword light, his hand holding the bone sword couldn't help but tighten. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and shouted quickly: "I know who betrayed you and who told you."

Don’t you really want to know the existence of our relic? As long as you let it go, I will tell you!”

When Yin Xiuxuan heard the words, he whispered softly and said with great interest: "Tell me what you are saying. If it is true, I will let you go. If it is false, you will die here!"

Qingsong quickly shook his head and said: "No, if you listen to what I say, you will kill me. I want you to let me out first, and then I will tell you!"

Yin Xiuxuan heard this and sneered again and again, "Are you kidding? You are a foundation-building monk. I am only in the Qi training period. If I let you out, what if I am not looking for death?"

Qingsong was stunned when he heard this. He couldn't think of a way to let Yin Xiuxuan release him. Suddenly, he heard Yin Xiuxuan's voice coming again: "If you are willing to let me seal your true energy, I can release you again."

Qingsong frowned, thought for a long time, and then said: "Okay, just seal it, but you have to swear."

Yin Xiuxuan laughed and said, "Stop it and talk about it later!"

As he said this, he saw two black sword lights turning into two black auras and slowly rushing towards Taoist Qingsong. When Taoist Qingsong saw this, he knew that he was just letting the mermaid meat at this time, so he had to let go of his defense. There were still two

A strip of black air penetrated into the tendons, freezing the gap between the Dantian and the tendons. However, while sealing the tendons, Taoist Qingsong raised a strange smile on his lips, "It means that the true essence is sealed, I

As long as I control the true energy sealed in the Bone Sword, I can still behead you, just wait and see, kid!"


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