Jiuhua Xianzong

Mo Bule took a deep breath, then raised his sword and swung it out!The sword light was a little unstable, which was caused by his insufficient cultivation base. The sword energy was slightly weaker than Ming Jing's attack, but the power was not affected by the instability of the sword light, and the landing point was also very precise, but the timing was wrong.

Because, at this time, the sword light that Feng Chongxiao slashed before had already begun to dissipate, the two swords failed to intersect, and the tiny crack had not been impacted by enough force, and there was no sign of it expanding at all.

It's okay, come again.

The second sword, missed the opportunity again.

Mo Bule frowned, there was no way, he could borrow the way, but he couldn't control the timing of this type of sword move, which was caused by his kendo talent not meeting the requirements for cultivating this type of sword move.

Damn it, it's just a single sword move, do you also discriminate against people with poor kendo talent?

When Mo Bule gritted his teeth, the third sword had already been released, and he still missed the opportunity.

Too bad, under the blessing of the "water grass" leaves, Mingjing was exhausted after only a few dozens of strikes, but he didn't have the blessing of "water grass" leaves, and the essence in his body was not stable enough, at most five or six sword strikes, he would be exhausted. The dantian will be empty, and there will be no real energy to use.

Mingjing also had an ugly face. He noticed the key. To grasp the timing of the sword, he had to rely on the monk's own eyesight, experience and intuition. He could borrow it, or he could borrow the eyesight, experience and intuition accumulated over the years of sword practice. , but he can't borrow his hand, eyesight, experience and intuition, after all, have to be reflected in the shot, but if he can make the shot, there is no need to borrow it.

How to do?

Mo Bule decided to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and resolutely released his soul.

"Little Phoenix, go over there and talk to Big Phoenix."

His divine soul is Fenghuang, and Feng Chongxiao's sword intent is also the incarnation of the phoenix. At this time, Feng Chongxiao is in an epiphany and cannot communicate directly. Then try to see if the two phoenixes can communicate. Chong Xiao sensed the embarrassment on his side, as long as Feng Chongxiao cooperated and both of them drew their swords at the same time, there would be no problem of wrong timing.

The little phoenix is ​​quite reliable, although it can't speak, but its true spirit comes from Qianyan Fengming sword art after all, and it comes from the same source as Feng Chongxiao's phoenix sword intent, and soon it transfers the phoenix sword intent from Feng Chong Xiao's body was drawn out, and the two phoenixes, one big and one small, whispered to each other for a while, and the little phoenix flew back happily.

As soon as the little Phoenix returned to his body, a ray of sword intent appeared in Mo Bule's sea of ​​consciousness. It was Feng Chongxiao's phoenix sword intent. At the same time, Chong Xiao also sensed his movements through the sword intent, and swung the sword at the same time.

Two crossed sword lights struck the sword peak at the same time, and the intersection point was right on the crack.

Kacha... Kacha...

The tiny cracks more than doubled in size.

Come again.

Mo Bule slammed into it, and struck out three more swords in a row, until he couldn't squeeze out half of the real energy in the dantian, and then sat down on the ground, panting.

None of the three swords failed, and all of them matched perfectly with the sword light that Feng Chongxiao slashed. The crack had expanded to nearly half a person's height.

Feng Chongxiao was still swinging his sword. Although he had lost the cooperation of another sword light at this time, the crack had expanded enough to be shaken fundamentally, and there were constantly chopped stones rolling down from the sword peak. .

After more than ten sword strikes, Feng Chongxiao was also out of strength, and he withdrew from the epiphany, and he also sat down on the ground panting.

"Junior Brother Fan, go up and have a look."

Now the only one who still has strength is Fan Minghe.He flew up, inspected the opening of the crack, and then came back immediately, surprised: "There is a hole hidden behind the crack, which can allow one person to pass through."

"It must be leading to the mountainside." Mo Bule jumped up, and then sat back down when his feet softened, his dantian was empty, his whole body was limp now, and he had no strength at all.

"Tune your breath first to recover." Ming Jing glanced at him.

Mo Bule grinned, of course he knew that he had to adjust his breath first to recover, and he didn't need someone to remind him.Sitting cross-legged at the moment, before he was able to settle down, he suddenly saw the aura of the Huixin Baojian shrink, and he flew into the cave along the crack on his own initiative.

Sure enough, it was Master who caused the change in Huixin Baojian. Seeing this scene, Mo Bule immediately affirmed his previous guess, and became more anxious, not knowing what happened to Master in the mountain belly, which caused the change in Huixin Baojian.But no matter how anxious he was, he could only forcibly restrain his mind, close his eyes and settle down to adjust his breath.

In fact, the current situation in the middle of the mountain is not as bad as what Mo Bule worried about. In fact, it is quite calm. Ye Yanfei is also adjusting his breath at this time, while Cheng Baimei is suppressed by two sword qi and cannot move. The person who dominates the scene is Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul.The two fell into the mountainside from the crack in the void, and they were almost exhausted. Ye Yanfei glanced at Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul, showing a look of enlightenment, and then sat down and adjusted his breath without hesitation.

But Cheng Baimei was directly suppressed by his own Nascent Soul with two sword qis. He didn't speak, and neither did Nascent Soul, and then there was a strange silence in the mountain belly.

It wasn't until the appearance of Huixin Baojian that the strange silence was broken.

"Hehehe..."

Cheng Baimei laughed, and there was an inexplicable sarcasm between his eyebrows and eyes, which suppressed his two sword qi, and was illuminated by the spiritual light on the mirror of Huixin Baojian, and instantly melted away like flying snow meeting the sun do.

To be precise, it is not the sword qi itself that melts away, but the domineering and angry sword intent contained in the sword qi. Without the support of the sword qi, the sword qi also returns to nothingness, turning into a ray of spiritual energy, dissipating in the air.

"So you're here." Looking at his Nascent Soul, Cheng Baimei seemed to have solved a question that had puzzled him for a long time.

Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul had a calm face, and said coldly: "You are not me."

"It's really not." Cheng Baimei thought for a while, and then admitted, "I should be regarded as Yun Shu's avatar now. At that time, the deity failed to seize the body, but now, he succeeded. The consciousness you left in this body has already It's completely integrated into me."

"How did you do it?" Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul asked coldly.He didn't believe that his will would be weaker than Xiaozu's. Back then when his body and will were at their weakest, Xiaozu failed to succeed. Now, there is no reason why he would succeed.

"Opportunity." Cheng Baimei, no, to be precise, it was Yun Shu's avatar, showing a hint of color, "The group of idiots in the Thirteen Immortal Sect who didn't know the situation used the method of refining the soul to refine the heavenly demon, but they didn't know During the process of refining the Heavenly Demon, the original power of the Heavenly Demon that dissipated was completely absorbed by this deity. The Heavenly Demon is the best at controlling people's hearts. This deity has obtained the original power of the Heavenly Demon and transformed into a real Heavenly Demon. The physical body, of course, couldn't be easier. But you... the deity kept you in the sea of ​​chaos, how did you come to this mountainside? When you disappeared, the deity was also puzzled."

Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul raised his chin and said, "Guess."