Su Yi said calmly, "About two months ago, that demon sword tried to break into the ruins of the Immortal Sword Tower, but was injured and left. In my opinion, this sword will not dare to come again in a short period of time."
The woman in the white hair and blood skirt shrank suddenly with a pair of enchanting blue eyes.
She was silent for a moment, and then said coldly and disdainfully: "With Qingluo's power, even a spiritual wheel monk is no match for him. How could he... be injured?"
Although Ning Sihua was full of fear in her heart about this woman with white hair and a bloody skirt, she still couldn't help saying at this moment: "Whether you believe it or not, that sword was indeed wounded and escaped, and the Qing Luo you mentioned has been killed!"
"Qingluo was killed?"
The woman with white hair and bloody skirt sneered, "What you said is contradictory. Even if Qing Luo was injured and escaped as you said, how could he be killed again?"
Ning Sihua was startled.
Su Yi seemed to come to his senses and said: "It turns out that the demon spirit of that sword is named Qingluo."
Shen Jiu is the name of the sword.
And Qingluo is the name of the sword spirit!
"No wonder the sword slave whose memory was erased only remembered that his name was Qingluo. He was clearly affected by the power of the demon spirit..."
Su Yi finally understood.
He looked at the green copper lamp suspended in the hand of the woman in the white hair and blood skirt, and said: "If my guess is correct, when you and Qing Luo teamed up to kill Bai Changhen, you yourself also suffered heavy injuries and were sealed in the
There’s no way to get out of trouble inside this copper lamp, right?”
The woman with white hair and bloody skirt said coldly: "I didn't kill Bai Changhen!"
Su Yi smiled and said: "Bai Changhen was killed, and you were trapped in the copper lamp. When Qingluo, the demon spirit of the God's Evil Sword, escaped, he must have promised that he would come back to help you escape in the future.
Let me take you away from this place of silence, right?"
The woman with white hair and bloody skirt remained silent.
But Ning Sihua was keenly aware that the woman's left hand trembled slightly after hearing Su Yi's words.
This tiny movement undoubtedly proves that the woman is not as calm inside as she appears!
"Fellow Daoist, didn't you say before that with her strength, she could have left here long ago?"
Ning Sihua asked.
"Leaving doesn't mean you can get out of trouble."
Su Yi said casually, "Have you seen the green lantern in her hand? If I read it correctly, it must be a 'soul refining lantern' at the imperial level. With her power, if no one helps her, she is doomed."
It is impossible to escape from this lamp."
Hearing this, the woman with white hair and bloody skirt finally changed her expression, and her aura suddenly became fierce, saying: "Even if I am trapped, killing you two is enough!"
Su Yi's eyes showed a hint of contempt and said: "If you can do this, why wait until now and don't take action?"
"Are you really planning to seek death?"
The woman with white hair and blood skirt had a look of murderous intent on her beautiful and delicate face, and she raised her bare hands.
Buzz!
From the palm of her hand, as white as jade, a dazzling and frightening snow-white sword energy swept out, and the sword energy was filled with traces of enchanting crimson luster.
Ning Sihua's delicate body became stiff and her skin tingled.
But he saw Su Yi walking towards the woman with white hair and blood skirt, saying: "I said so many words before just to find out some truths. Do you really think... I, Mr. Su, can't deal with you, a little sword spirit?
"
His tall figure suddenly exuded a compelling power, and his deep eyes were as calm as ever.
But his aura was completely different from before.
The pupils of the woman with white hair and bloody skirt suddenly shrank.
In her field of vision, the figure of the green-robed young man walking not far away suddenly became tall and boundless, like a god in the sky, holding the sun and moon in his mouth, intimidating the heavens.
An indescribable intimidating aura of swordsmanship also suppressed her mind.
In a trance, she seemed to see a series of swords rising from the boundless void, tearing apart Qingming, gouging through time and space, and slashing towards her with a power that would tremble for eternity.
Facing this terrifying sword, she felt like a small and humble ant. She couldn't think of any resistance and struggle in her heart. She even couldn't help but want to surrender and worship...
At the same time, the snow-white sword energy with a hint of crimson emerging from the palm of the woman in the white-haired blood-skirt suddenly whined and shattered into pieces.
Immediately afterwards, the delicate body of the woman with white hair and blood skirt began to tremble violently like chaff. Her face became increasingly pale, and her eyes showed a look of confusion, fear, despair, and helplessness.
"Kneel down."
A calm voice sounded in the mind of the woman with white hair and bloody skirt.
It is like a bell in the sky, thundering in the sky.
The woman with white hair and bloody skirt could no longer hold on, and fell to her knees, paralyzed, with her long snow-white hair falling down like a waterfall.
At this time, Su Yi was standing three feet in front of her, with his hands behind his back.
Ning Sihua was stunned, her eyes widened, and she looked at this scene in disbelief. Her mind was at a loss. Why did such a terrifying existence... just kneel down?
Kneeling down is an extremely humiliating way to lose.
From the beginning to the end, Su Yi never made a move. With just his power, he forced the woman with white hair and bloody skirt to become paralyzed and kneel. This is undoubtedly incredible.
"You...who are you?"
The woman with white hair and bloody skirt raised her head, her expression filled with shock and anger, but also with deep fear.
Su Yi ignored it and reached out to grab it.
With a whoosh, the green copper lamp fell into his hand.
This palm-sized, bird-shaped wick is soaked in scarlet lamp oil, and the burning lamp shadow is mottled and dim.
On the bottom of the lamp, two ancient demonic characters "Huntian" are engraved.
Undoubtedly, this green lantern came from the hands of the Demon Emperor Huntian, the ancestor of the Immortal Sword Tower.
Su Yi's eyes were quickly attracted by a crack on the surface of the lamp.
This crack is obviously a sword wound!
"No wonder the aura of this treasure is so weak. It has been damaged a long time ago and has been eroded by tens of thousands of years. It has no power as before. Otherwise, I am afraid you would still be trapped in this lamp now, let alone do evil things.
You can’t even take a step away if you want to.”
Su Yi played with the green copper lamp and said casually, "However, your origin has long been refined into this lamp. Now you can escape from trouble, and your life and death are also controlled by this treasure. The lamp is with you, and the lamp destroys you."
Death."
The woman with white hair and bloody skirt was trembling all over, looking at Su Yi with unspeakable horror in her eyes.
It seems unimaginable how such a star-gathering young man could have such terrifying eyesight and insight.
"Now, I have probably figured it out. At the beginning, Bai Changhen held this lamp, thinking that with this treasure, he could intimidate the Shen Jiu Demon Sword, so that this sword would not dare to mess around."
Su Yi looked thoughtful and said to himself, "But he probably didn't expect that you would suddenly launch a sneak attack on him, so that at the last moment, he had to use this weapon to suppress you first, but because of this, he gave
The Shen Jiu Demon Sword took advantage of this opportunity, so that the third-generation master of the Immortal Sword Tower, the seventy-two exquisite cocoons, and the descendants of the Immortal Sword Tower who stayed here were all unfortunately destroyed.
"
The woman with white hair and bloody skirt gritted her teeth and said, "I told you, it wasn't me who killed Bai Changhen, it was his own greed that killed him!"
Su Yi snorted and said with great interest: "Let's talk about it. If you can convince me, I will give you a way to survive."
The woman in the white-haired blood skirt was silent for a moment, showing a complicated expression, and said: "At the beginning, when the Dark Ancient Forbidden Period came, Lord Huntian Demon Emperor made a decision to prevent the inheritance of the Immortal Sword Tower from being cut off..."
In a low voice, she recounted what happened that year.
Things are not complicated.
Huntian Demon Emperor believes that there are only two ways to avoid the sect's inheritance being cut off.
He led a group of strong men to leave the Cangqing Continent and venture into the dangerous and unpredictable depths of the starry sky in search of a place for cultivation and residence.
At the same time, a group of strong men led by Bai Changhen stayed behind and built exquisite cocoons together in this place of silence, trying to avoid the erosion of the dark ancient forbidden power in this way.
Before Huntian Demon Emperor left, he left behind three things.
One is the inheritance of the [All Souls Sword Sutra] that he personally created.
One is the ‘Huntian Soul Refining Lamp’.
One is the first sword "Tianli" made by the Demon Emperor Huntian after he attained the Dao Emperor Realm.
The woman with white hair and bloody skirt is Tianli’s sword spirit.
Before building the Linglong Cocoon, Qingluo, the sword spirit of the Shenjiu Demon Sword, secretly told Tianli that Bai Changhen had decided to completely refine the "Tianli Sword" in order to suppress the Shenjiu Demon Sword.
And when the time comes, not only he, Qing Luo, will be completely suppressed, but the woman with white hair and blood skirt, who is the sword spirit of Tianli Sword, is destined to die.
Qingluo also said that he could help her escape from this disaster, but only if she helped Qingluo deal with Bai Changhen.
This proposal was rejected by the woman with white hair and bloody dress.
Because she didn't believe it at all that Bai Changhen dared to completely refine the Tianli Sword. After all, this sword was left by the Demon Emperor Huntian, and although she was the sword spirit of this sword, she and the Demon Emperor Huntian were just like masters.
A disciple-like relationship.
But the woman with white hair and bloody skirt did not expect that after building seventy-two exquisite cocoons, Bai Changhen would actually do this...
Forced into desperation, she could only resist.
In the end, although Bai Changhen suppressed her with the help of the Huntian Soul Refining Lamp, Qingluo also seized the opportunity and killed Bai Changhen in one fell swoop.
"I have never hated Bai Changhen. He used his body to support the sword and cultivated Qingluo to become more and more powerful. However, his own cultivation fell into a bottleneck and could not break through for a long time. This also means that he
The possibility of being devoured by Qingluo is increasing."
The woman with white hair and blood skirt said, "That's why he tried to refine the Tianli Sword to suppress Qingluo."
"But I understand, but I can't tolerate my life ending like this. That's why...that tragedy happened that year."
At the end of the speech, she remained silent and looked sad.
After hearing all this, Su Yi's mind was completely untroubled.
He looked at the woman with white hair and blood skirt, and said calmly: "Since the Demon Emperor Huntian kept the Tianli Sword back then, it meant that you would surrender to Bai Changhen and be used by him, but you actually harmed him.
He lost his life because of this, and even killed all the descendants of the Immortal Sword Tower that were left behind. Do you think... you are innocent?"
The woman with white hair and bloody skirt stiffened her body, raised her head, met Su Yi's gaze, and said:
"As a sword spirit, you have no control over your life, and your life and death are determined by others?"
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ps: Sorry everyone, I was delayed by some urgent matters today, so the update is late.