Just when Juemingzi was hesitating, something really happened in Yin Xiuxuan's mind.
Ye Piaoling laughed wildly and said: "This, this is the magic sword. Is this the magic sword back then? This power, this power, this demonic nature, this is the magic sword, hahahaha, I finally saw the magic sword, the magic sword
Sword!"
Yin Xiuxuan originally thought that he was already very yearning for it, but he didn't expect that Ye Feiling was even more enthusiastic about this magic sword and the sword demon than he was.
Listening to Ye Piaoling's laughter, looking at the black ball in front of him that had not been chopped off by the sword energy, and then looking at the magic sword hanging high above his head, Yin Xiuxuan said: "Mr. Ye, why didn't you say the magic sword?
Then what Juemingzi killed him!"
Ye Piaoling's laughter stopped when he heard this, and then he laughed wildly, "Little Xuanshengzi, little Golden Pill, they are just real people. When the sword demon was born, the Golden Pill killed countless people, and even Nascent Soul died casually.
Well, a small golden elixir is simply not worth the sword demon's action. I guess this demon sword has also inherited the sword demon's arrogance, so it wouldn't even bother to kill a little golden elixir!"
Yin Xiuxuan also felt a trace of respect in his heart when he heard this. This was respect for the strong and respect for absolute strength. However, the respect in his heart was soon replaced by a bitter taste.
Sure enough, as he thought, the demonic sword flew around in the sky and flew in front of him, groaning softly and letting out traces of sword energy, demonstrating his unparalleled killing power.
Sword cultivators are the ones with the most powerful attack power among monks. Even though today's sword cultivators are slightly inferior due to inheritance issues, they have not fallen into the sword cultivator style. Among all cultivators, they are also the absolute strongest among the same level.
who.
The sword demon who was born in the Lingxiao Sword Sect, his righteous way became a sword, and his evil way became a sword. He became a legend in his life. Even if he left a sword behind, he was still a proud existence in the world.
Seeing the appearance of the demon sword, Yin Xiuxuan didn't understand what was going on. However, he saw the demon sword restrain its sword energy, and even turned into a sword thread and disappeared into a storage bag on his waist.
Yin Xiuxuan hurriedly dug around, and then discovered the existence of the magic sword in an empty storage bag. He smiled bitterly and thought: "It is indeed a magic sword. It is not proud enough to even be in the same bag with other things! But I'm afraid I'll keep it in the future."
Just put down the storage bag!"
Thinking like this, the situation in front of him gave him an even greater headache. He ignored Ye Piaoling's joy and asked: "Mr. Ye, this magic sword is so arrogant, but there is still another problem with swallowing it. Boy, I
What to do."
Ye Piaoling's laughter stopped abruptly when he heard this, and finally he laughed twice and said: "What else can we do? The guy from the Demon Sword is lazy, why don't you and me, the old man, take action!"
Yin Xiu
"Mr. Ye, this matter should be dealt with sooner rather than later. If you strike first, you will gain advantage, and if you strike later, you will suffer disaster. You should take action!"
"Okay, okay, the magic sword has also been taken. The rest is up to me, hahahaha!" Ye Piaoling still formed a golden ripple amidst laughter.
When Yin Xiuxuan saw Ye Piaoling's hand, he tugged on the formation diagram on his body. He tied it casually and draped it as a cloak behind his back. He moved his feet like the wind and rushed towards Juemingzi.
When several Yin Xiuxuan ducked closer to the black ball, their bodies were covered with golden light transformed by Ye Piaoling's consciousness, and they looked like a god in golden armor.
"Hey, hey!" Yin Xiuxuan grabbed the sword with both hands, exerting all his strength, and even pressed his teeth against the tip of his tongue, ready to use his blood essence to unleash greater power at any time.
The power of Ye Piaoling's consciousness arrived first, hitting the black ball hard like a golden whip. Ye Piaoling shouted: "Juemingzi, damn Juemingzi, do you still remember who I am!"
Juemingzi was already stunned by the power of the two demon swords. When he suddenly heard these words, he was stunned, and then an incomparable pain was transmitted into his soul.
"Master Yuanying, you are Master Yuanying!" Juemingzi was so frightened that he shouted repeatedly.
Ye Piaoling sneered, and struck down another golden whip, "Juemingzi, what a Juemingzi, you remember Master Yuanying, but do you still remember who I am!"
In the previous few waves, Juemingzi had exhausted all the demonic energy and the living souls he had collected over the millennium. He was wearing a tortoise shell and had very few means. After being attacked by the pure consciousness of these two whips, it was the blow that hit him.
On top of the lingering golden elixir and the origin of the soul.
The pain at the origin of the soul was the most unbearable. Juemingzi was howling wildly. He couldn't hear Ye Piaoling's voice clearly. He was just talking about it: "Nascent Soul, it's Yuanying. This kid is actually protected by Yuanying. What the hell is he?"
Who is it, Sun Yun? Is he the son of the current leader of the Lingxiao Sword Sect or the descendant of the Supreme Elder? No, even the son of the leader cannot arrange for the protection of Zhenren Yuanying. No, absolutely
possible."
At this moment, Ye Piaoling's transformed golden whip kept lashing out, and he laughed wildly: "Juemingzi, have you forgotten the spirit beast back then? Have you forgotten the real spirit beast you tried every possible means to kill?
What!"
Juemingzi heard the word "spiritual beast" in a daze, and he felt panic in his heart, "Spiritual beast, no, you can't be a spiritual beast, how could you be that old man of the spiritual beast? The spiritual beast has died long ago.
He died right in front of me, and I watched with my own eyes as his body was shattered, his Yuan Ying was shattered, and countless demonic beasts self-destructed. So many golden elixirs were destroyed. There was no way he could survive. You are not a spiritual beast."
Ye Piaoling laughed loudly and said: "'The so-called five elements, one is called Naisheng, the second is called mutual aid, the third is called tripod, the fourth is called celestial phenomena, the fifth is called mixed, and then it is completed, transformed and returned to the original state." Do you know, Juemingzi?
!”
Juemingzi trembled deep in his memory when he heard this. He completely forgot about the pain and shouted repeatedly: "It's you, you are the old spirit beast thief, it's you, you are still alive!"
Ye Piaoling laughed wildly when he heard this, "It's me, I'm the real spirit beast, I'm the spiritual beast master, I won't die so easily, and I won't die even if you die!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, that day..."
Ye Piaoling couldn't help him continue talking, and interrupted with a hateful voice: "You were here that day, so it must be you. If you hadn't bewitched that old boy Xuanyang, no matter how bad the Shangyang Sect was, it would still be an upright person.
If you don’t dare to worry about everyone trying to kill me, it must be you!”
As she spoke, Ye Piaoling's tone became more and more urgent and sharp, and the golden whip struck harder and faster. But it was also true. In front of her was her mortal enemy for thousands of years. It was not easy, it took a lot of effort.
He had tried every possible means to become a Nascent Soul, but he ended up in such a situation. How could he not be hated and how could he not be angry?