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Looking indifferently at Wang Di and the two who were struggling on the ice crystal, You Jing snorted and strode directly towards the Demon Sealing Sword.

His expression was as indifferent as ever, as if he was not affected by the Demon Sealing Sword. Walking here was like the backyard of his home.

Clenching his teeth, Song Siming endured the feeble pain in his body, stood up and looked at You Jing's figure and said, "Do you know the consequences of pulling out that sword? If the evil spirit is released, none of us will be able to survive!" "

Seeing that he was unable to stop You Jing from getting the Demon-Sealing Sword, Song Siming had to think of ways to persuade You Jing.

You Jing stopped, looked back at Song Siming, who was barely standing, and said, "Junior brother, do you know? In fact, I have no interest in the so-called immortality at all. All I want to do is push this boring world into the abyss. That’s all.”

After that, under Song Siming's gaze, You Jing walked to the stone platform and grabbed the Demon Sword.

However, the next moment, the black energy that was originally above the Demon-Sealing Sword immediately condensed into hundreds of venomous snakes and fell down, surrounding You Jing who was trying to pull out the Demon-Sealing Sword from the stone platform.

You Jing showed a little impatience when he saw this, but he could only avoid the sharp edges of these black snakes and temporarily retreated from the edge of the stone platform.

But those black snakes that fell down refused to let You Jing go so easily, and rushed towards him crazily, and their targets were not only You Jing, but also all the living people here.

Under You Jing's blow, Emperor Wang and the two regained some clarity of mind. Seeing these black snakes coming towards them, they unleashed their body's potential, leaning together and holding swords to defend themselves against these black snakes.

At this time, Song Siming was also standing in front of Tian Mokai, holding the Green Lotus Sword and looking at the scattered black snakes as if facing a formidable enemy. He kept swallowing letters and approached them.

You Jing didn't seem to be worried about this situation at all. Before the falling black snakes could pounce in front of him, he pulled out the long sword from behind and cut them into several sections, then disappeared into a streak of black energy.

He glanced at Song Siming's actions, shook his head and said, "Junior brother, your hypocritical behavior will only kill you. What can you do in this situation?"

Hearing this, Song Siming didn't pay much attention. His expression began to show a trace of despair. He didn't have any choice at the moment.

escape? Where can I escape from here?

So Song Siming thought that even if he died, he would have a clear conscience.

But before those black snakes could rush towards him, spiritual power suddenly began to emerge again in Song Siming's body, and the feeling of powerlessness in his body disappeared in an instant.

When Song Siming was surprised, a voice sounded in his mind, "I will help you pull out that sword and kill the evil spirit!"

Hearing this voice, Song Siming couldn't help but glance behind him.

Behind him, Tian Mokai was seen sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed tightly, and his body exuded a mysterious and mysterious aura.

Song Siming couldn't think about the reason. The green lotus sword in his hand was shining brightly. He made a sword move and fell forward with one sword, killing all the black snakes that were rushing towards him.

Under the Qinglian Sword, they could not even turn into black energy and dissipate, they could only turn into a wisp of clear smoke and be annihilated.

You Jing, who had been paying attention to Song Siming, suddenly frowned when he saw Song Siming showing off his power.

But soon he figured out the key, and his eyes immediately fell on Mo Kai that day, with a strong murderous intent flashing across his indifferent expression.

But Song Siming couldn't care less about You Jing's thoughts at the moment. He first placed a defensive restraint on Tian Mokai behind him.

In an instant, he went to the seriously injured Wangdi and killed all the black snakes for them.

Then he turned around and walked to the Demon-Sealing Sword. Under the gaze of several people, he grabbed the hilt of the sword.

The hand was bone-chillingly cold, as if what he was holding was not the hilt of a sword, but a piece of ten thousand-year-old ice.

The cold air on it was like a blazing fire, constantly burning Song Siming's arms, spreading along his palms and throughout his body until it rushed into his mind.

It seemed that Song Siming's consciousness began to blur, and countless pictures began to appear quickly in front of his eyes.

Giant beasts like Bei Kun kept screaming and fell down to death. The overwhelming cultivators were fighting each other crazily, and pieces of land were crushed and disappeared.

The immortals used all living beings as chess pieces and fought against each other's nine figures. I don't know how many years it lasted before this battle was over.

From then on, the major sects and clans that survived began to hide from the world, and the fairy sword that drank countless blood in the war also disappeared from the world.

Until a figure appeared and everything was disrupted again. Wu Ding fell in love with this fairy sword and brought an evil spirit to the sect.

Seeing the burly figure in the sea of ​​fire in front of him, Song Siming couldn't tell whether it was reality or an illusion.

It wasn't until the warmth from the Green Lotus Sword in his hand spread all over his body that Song Siming opened his eyes again.

Seeing that You Jing and the others were attacking him again, Song Siming endured the boundless pain and used the warmth from the Qinglian Sword to pull out the Demon Sealing Sword with all his strength.

The moment the sword was drawn out, Song Siming's eyes turned extremely red.

"boom!"

Countless black energy surged out from the sword, immediately surrounding him, and a surge of power arose from it, knocking the charging You Jing and the others away and hitting the ice crystals.

The Demon-Sealing Sword, which originally exuded white light, suddenly turned black as an ink bucket, exuding unparalleled power.

Feeling the power constantly emerging from his body, Song Siming suddenly smiled evilly, and the black energy wrapped around his body quickly turned into a suit of armor on his body, and the Demon Sealing Sword also turned into the heavy mace in an instant. appearance.

This body turned into fire and spread suddenly around, melting the ice crystals here, revealing many corpses below.

Song Siming just raised the mace in his hand, and the many corpses on the ground lost their flesh and blood in a moment, floating up and holding the sword in hand, standing in front of him filled with black energy, like his most loyal guards.

"Me! It's the new one..."

Seeing all these changes, Song Siming's heart was filled with endless desire, but in the middle of his words, he saw the light of the Green Lotus Sword tightly held in his right hand gradually dimming, and a look of struggle began to appear on his expression.

Upon seeing this, You Jing immediately stepped forward to snatch the Demon Sealing Sword from Song Siming's hand.

But before he could step forward, the hundreds of ancient sword cultivators who were guarding Song Siming had all drawn out their sword blades and began to attack the charging You Jing.

You Jing no longer hid his secrets at this time, his body suddenly changed, and several arms covered with sarcoma appeared, holding various weapons.

And brought out a burst of malicious mist, and faced the hundreds of ancient sword cultivators with him.

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