Mozun was attacked by fake crying bag

Under that voice, Bai Zizhuo's body trembled slightly, as if a powerful force was tearing his body apart, and he was not allowed to resist.

Bai Zizhuo knew in his heart that if that power seized control of his body, he might not be the current Bai Zizhuo anymore, and the other party would snatch his body, rely on his body to leave here, or borrow his body. Body, and then do something to let him replace him, no matter what the result is, Bai Zizhuo is a dead end, there is no way back, he is actually the only way to die.

What to do, has his path stopped here?

I don't know whether it was the poison entering the body, infecting every inch of the meridians, or the boy in black used some secret method, Bai Zizhuo's temples were throbbing with pain, and the wound on his hand that he dug out kept bleeding out.

Eyes turned black, ears roared continuously, Bai Zizhuo's consciousness finally subsided after a long time, and he fainted to the ground.

A smile curled up on the lips of the black-clothed boy, and he said in a warm voice: "I know that I can't resist, but I still waste my efforts. Is this the stupidity of human beings?"

The black-clothed boy murmured, as if he was asking others, but also as if he was asking himself.

He moved his pale and slender wrist, which had been locked here all year round, and was about to use the secret method to absorb the opponent's strength, and use the opponent's body to escape from the place where he had been trapped for many years, but before he could move, He found the strange thing, that is, all the blood on the palm flowed onto the broken sword.

Drops of blood like streams flowed from Bai Zizhuo's hand to the broken sword and the ground, gathering into a small pool of bright red blood. The black-clothed boy's eyes seemed to be looking at something in his bag, after he felt something change Terrifyingly, that sword is clearly just the most common spirit sword, but after absorbing Bai Zizhuo's blood, it has undergone earth-shaking changes. It has changed from a spirit weapon to a magic weapon and magic weapon at a speed that can be seen with the naked eye. According to this trend Going on, turning into a magic weapon is only half a cup of tea.

Can this person's blood actually help the heaven and earth spirit weapon upgrade its rank?

The black-clothed boy was overjoyed at first after being shocked, and looked at the other party greedily, and then quickly realized that this was definitely not a good thing.

The blood was quickly absorbed by Broken Sword, and after all the blood disappeared, even Bai Zizhuo was not quite right.

The other party seemed to be the same person, but the aura around him was not the same. Obviously, his cultivation was only at the low stage of foundation building, and he hadn't even broken through the golden core, but at that moment, his body trembled unconsciously, as if he saw something terrible. guy.

"Who are you?" The boy in black asked the unconscious Bai Zizhuo, but how could a comatose person answer his question.

He wasn't discouraged if he didn't get an answer. As a sword, the unique sword here, he was used to talking to himself. After asking the last question, he quickly murmured again: "Joe Deng said that there are thousands of living beings in the cultivation world, and any kind of living beings may exist, after all, even I can be living beings, but I have never heard of anyone who can improve the sword grade."

The eyelids of the boy in black trembled, and when he opened his eyes again, the obsidian-like jet-black eyes burst out with an uncontrollable fighting spirit, "Or you are also a sword."

From the perspective of the boy in black, a high-grade sword can enhance the sword energy of those vulgar fans with a little of its own materials, so this person is very likely to be a sword.

Swords are all indomitable.

Thousands of sword lights suddenly shot out from the boy in black to attack Bai Zizhuo. If Bai Zizhuo couldn't escape, he would directly become the soul of the opponent's sword. The opportunity to refine the opponent was given up.

When the thousands of sword lights were about to pierce Bai Zizhuo's body, an invisible powerful force suddenly rose up and isolated them all. The man in white with a pale face and blue lips opened his eyes leisurely, and cast his deep gaze on the young man.

What kind of eyes are those, without any worldly emotions, so pure and clean that the boy in black thought he was looking at some ancient god.

At that moment, the sword spirit of the young man in black seemed to be captured by the eyes of Gujing Wubo, and he was in a daze for a moment. The young man showed a secretive expression, lowered his noble head, and said respectfully:

"My lord, I do not intend to offend."

Even the indomitable sword will know how to advance and retreat after possessing the sword spirit. The black-clothed boy knows that he can do whatever he wants in front of the little foundation-building monk before him, but when he is facing the person in front of him , he had to be more careful, otherwise the sword would be broken at the slightest, and the soul would be scattered at the worst.

The man in white was lying on the ground, his ancient eyes swept across the palace, and then settled on the boy in black.

Being looked at by a man like this, the boy in black who used to think that he was as cold as jade, a handsome young gentleman, didn't dare to move, and didn't even dare to look him in the eye.

Even if the man who is indifferently mixed with an unattainable aura is lying on the ground at this time, it still makes people want to surrender.

"A sword." After a long silence, the man finally spoke. It was a low voice that seemed to come from the depths of his soul, making the boy in black uncontrollably transform into his original form just by hearing the voice. Change back and forth.

The voice continued: "Do you know what night it is?"

The low voice sounded like fingertips tapping rhythmically, each time it sounded like tapping into the sword soul of the boy in black. The boy in black immediately screamed uncontrollably. Who the hell is this person? Why is he just He could intimidate him, who was already considered a semi-perfected weapon, just by his voice alone.

The man's voice was cruelly indifferent, "Forget, you are just a sword."

How could a trapped sword know so much.

Following these words, the inevitable death of the boy in black seems to have been decided, but the man only sighed softly, and the aura that made people almost go crazy subsided a little. Before the boy in black could breathe a sigh of relief, he Hearing that cold and serious voice sounded against his back, "A half-immortal-level sword can probably save this dilapidated body."

other side!When did the other party move!

When the pale and bluish hand reached out to the black-clothed boy, the black-clothed boy uncontrollably turned into a sword, which was easily held in his hand, even Venerable Qiu Deng might not be able to control it so easily He, but now this cultivator who was clearly in the Foundation Establishment stage in his perception held him so easily.

"My lord, I can make a contract with you to help you repair your damaged body!" The black-clothed boy spoke at the fastest speed in his life, fearing that if he spoke too slowly, his sword would be broken and his soul would die.

The man smiled indifferently, the black sword darkened for a moment, and the light on his body stopped shining.

Probably because he knew that he was bound to die, the boy in black had given up struggling.

A sword, even if it had to be broken, had to be broken with dignity.

The man stroked the blade with his finger. The boy in black who was the soul of the sword had closed his eyes and was waiting to die. Unexpectedly, the opponent just cut his fingertip with the blade, and the blood from the fingertip quickly infected the blade. The man was muttering something ancient and difficult. Knowing the spell, after the last sentence of the spell, the unfathomable man suddenly tilted his head and fainted in the pile of bones. juvenile.

The pitch-black sword full of bloody aura seems to be bound by something, God is pitiful to see that the strength of the soul, which has already been transformed into a god, has been suppressed to the Golden Core Great Perfection forcibly because of recognizing such a master.

The boy in black felt that his chest was being pressed by some kind of force, and his cultivation base was also suppressed infinitely. Not to mention that he had no self-protection ability when he met Venerable Qiu Deng. Now I am afraid that even the other party's disciple can bully him casually. Just thinking about it made the black-clothed boy feel murderous, but when he thought of the man's terrifying appearance before, he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only obediently wait by the side, waiting for the man to wake up.

The powerful sword soul worked tirelessly to sort out the disordered aura in Bai Zizhuo's body, repairing the opponent's body tendon by tendon. Repairing a human body is really a boring and labor-intensive task. When does a sword become degraded? To the point of saving lives.

But growing up in Huangquan, it seems that the black-clothed boy who was supposed to be a big villain from birth did it seriously. He didn't know when that person would wake up again, and even snatched Bai Zizhuo's body for a while, making his body more suitable for him Don't dare.

On the other side, Chentian Xianzun, who was separated from Bai Zizhuo, also had a great headache.

Chentian Xianzun cultivated a whole body of righteousness, and he was completely suppressed in this ghost domain, but his Demon Slayer Sword was the most restrained against this evil thing, two-phase restraint, mutual suppression, one Time can't tell whether the Chentian Immortal Venerable is more disadvantaged in this ghost domain, or these dark creatures are more disadvantaged when they meet Chentian Immortal Venerable.

Xiaoyuzhu is a disciple who was accepted before Qiu Deng restored the memory of Venerable Xichen. He was formed among thousands of ghosts and souls, and he has his own set of concepts of right and wrong. It seems incomprehensible. It is not incomprehensible that such an omniscient person specifically targets Chentian Immortal and Bai Zizhuo, and his master secretly takes action, and finally leaves Chentian Immortal.

Trapped in the seven-star yin-water chess formation, Chen Tian circulated his spiritual energy, dropped a white piece neatly, and then said coldly, "It seems that the deity won this round, Xi Chen."

Venerable Qiu Deng, who has been only manipulating the formation chessboard all this time, did not show up, smiled, and his voice came from a distance, "You are really not easy to deceive, but Chen Tian, ​​do you think your disciple is still alive after you go out?"

Chen Tian frowned, let go of his senses without fear of his soul being infected by ghost energy, and then forcibly opened the broken chess formation, and in an instant he was looking for Bai Zizhuo's weak breath.

For a disciple, Qiu Deng actually used the secret treasure of controlling time.

In this chess formation, he just played an incense stick of chess with Qiu Deng, but in the outside world, an hour has actually passed, and an hour is enough to change too many things.This is what he values, and maybe the only person who can learn his sword may not survive today.

Ji Xuan has always been a man of action, since he said he wanted to come to Bai Zizhuo, his goal was to come here almost entirely for Bai Zizhuo.

Different from Chen Tianzun's worries, Ji Xuan has spoilers in the original work, and knows that this episode is not dangerous.

When he found Bai Zizhuo through the spoiler of the original book, he was lying beside a pile of bones with a sword inserted into the pile of bones, and Bai Zizhuo was gently holding the sword in his hand. It seems that there is nothing wrong with it, and the ghost sword has been collected for its own use.

Ji Xuan frowned, why is this plot not quite right.