After listening to the Sword God's words, Ling Zhen thought that the Fish Sword God was going to use force against his eighth sister. He was horrified and frightened. The hairs on his back stood up and his scalp became numb.
Immediately he shouted anxiously: "Senior, Senior Yu! My elder sister has such a temperament. She speaks outright at the moment and says the wrong thing. It is really an unintentional mistake. I hope you, Senior, have more, spare...
Before the young man, who was concerned about his sister's safety, could finish his words, Yu Youcong raised his voice and ruthlessly cut off Ling Zhen's words, "Shut up, I'm going to give her a hard time, so what's the point of you talking too much next to me?" ?Do you think you can control me?!"
Ling Zhen immediately became speechless, his face full of panic.
Just because he suddenly saw that the old divine sword spread out a palm, and in the palm of his hand, a large group of mysterious energy appeared out of thin air.
The color of the air mass was extremely strange. Sometimes it was white as snow, then pitch black in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it turned into colorful colors. There was no definite number.
If you observe carefully, you can see that this strange and unpredictable group of true energy is made up of extremely fine strands of energy.
Although the qi machines are spinning and circling, they are closely connected with each other, with almost no gaps!
Ling Zhen looked at the ball of energy, his expression already filled with fear and uneasiness, like an ant being roasted on a hot pot.
But when he saw the scene that happened next, he was stunned and completely shocked.
But he saw the white-haired old man in green shirt carrying a sword rushing forward at extremely fast speeds. His speed was so fast that Ling Xiaoxiao, the woman in white beside the dragon, had no way to dodge.
I could only watch the old man approaching.
Just like that, the path was straight, without any twists and turns, until it came to his eyes.
The sword-backing old man holding the ball of Qi in his hand suddenly raised his arm with unparalleled power. With a skill that was like an immortal holding his head, he suddenly covered Ling's body with the colorful black and white Qi. On top of Xiaoxiao’s spiritual cap.
The immortal caressed my head and snapped his fingers to cut off immortality!
Ling Zhen only thought that his eighth sister's life would be lost, and he felt sad about it.
But for just a moment, the whole body in white clothes was enveloped by the indescribable color of the air.
Wrapped into a quite complete human form.
Soon, the human-shaped colorful ball began to collapse and shrink, and slowly shrunk into the shape of a ball, appearing above the palm of the old sword god.
As Yu Youcong clenched that hand, the air mass disappeared, and it was no longer possible to see the afterglow and colorful colors of the half-part air machine!
Ling Zhen's mouth was wide open, and his jaw was almost dislocated from the shock.
It wasn't until the sword god with green clothes and white hair walked up to him that Ling Zhen came back to his senses. Shocked and anxious, he chased after him and asked quickly: "Old senior, my sister..."
Yu Youcong, who was looking relaxed and comfortable at this moment, waved his hands with a smile and said calmly: "She's not dead, how could I kill such a baby girl? What's more, it's Ying'er's child."
"Then, how did she..."
Seeing the young man's irritated look, Yu Youcong was quite happy. He narrowed his eyes and smiled, and explained: "It's all done. I want to give that little girl who doesn't know the heights a little bit of pain. I just forced her to Zheng He pressed her into a certain illusion. If someone else controlled that illusion, at most they could only let the person's soul enter. However, I was different. I could use my magical powers to control Rao's true body. You were squeezed into it, trapped inside, and without my permission, it would be extremely difficult to get out, haha!"
Ling Zhen suddenly had a bitter expression on his face, and asked helplessly in a tentative tone: "So...Senior Yu, what is there in that illusion?"
Yu Youcong waved his hand and said in a relaxed and comfortable manner: "Don't worry, it's nothing."
Ling Zhen was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard Senior Yu add: "It's just that there are billions of gaseous flying swords."
After hearing this, the young man in green robe was thunderous, and as if disaster was imminent, he shouted in shock: "Huh?!"
Yu Youcong was still quite relaxed, raised his head and laughed, "I'm not kidding you, there are indeed hundreds of millions of flying swords in the territory, but those swords cannot be counted as entities, they are just illusory images at best. That’s all, it’s specifically aimed at the Taoist mind of monks. I think with your sister’s cultivation at the peak of the seventh level, she should be able to withstand it and not end up with a mental breakdown. If it’s not impossible, then there’s nothing I can do…”
The more Ling Zhen listened, the more ashamed he became.
Yu Youcong became more and more proud and said: "Let your sister help you explore the way first. Later, it will be your turn to enter that illusion."
Ling Zhen opened his eyes for a moment, stammered a little, and stuttered: "Wha, what, me? Senior, are you kidding me?!"
Yu Youcong smiled and laughed, and said leisurely: "Of course not. I'm so full after eating, why are I kidding you? Your state of mind is not good enough, your foundation is not solid enough, and you are drifting here and there. Yes, I have seen it a long time ago. That illusion will be of great help to you in sharpening your Taoist mind. As for how you should practice hard internally and how to strive for a spiritual leap, that will have to wait for a while. Don’t rush yet, there’s no point in rushing.”
The old swordsman in green shirt finished, glanced at the Paradise Sword on Ling Zhen's waist, and said leisurely: "As the saying goes, a good horse must be equipped with a good saddle, and a good swordsman must also be equipped with a good sword. You, you are really good." Fortunately, this sword is of high grade!"
Ling Zhen, who felt extremely honored to be so praised by the old sword god, touched the hilt of the Bliss Sword with a flattering smile, leaned over and explained: "This sword comes from the Xuanyuan Sword Furnace, and was spent by the owner of the furnace, Xuanyuan Yin. A lot of hard work and time went into creating this thing.”
After hearing this, Yu Youcong nodded and acknowledged: "It turned out to be a weapon made by Xuanyuan Yin. No wonder... I have long heard that Ying'er's sword Hong Mo was made from the furnace of Xuanyuan Sword Furnace. It’s made by the Lord, it’s not bad!”
Without saying a word, Yu Youcong stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the Bliss Sword without asking for permission. The snow-white sword was unsheathed in an instant.
An extremely sharp and beautiful-looking divine sword was held in the hands of the old sword god Zheng just like that.
The white-haired man in blue shirt held the sword with one hand, but did not inject zhenqi into the blade. He just wanted to hold out the pure sword and wink.
The old man turned around and pointed at the extremely wide and boundless man-made sea. He smiled and said: "It's obviously just a slightly larger lake, but it has the nerve to call it a 'Sea Palace'. It's really ridiculous. , as shameless as Ling Pu!"
As he spoke, the old sword god slashed down with his sword.
The sword energy surged away.
It is unparalleled in its majesty, opening rivers and cutting seas, and truly has the peak momentum like splitting the earth.
Unstoppable!
The lake, which was as vast and boundless as the sea, was cut by this extremely powerful sword machine.
Immediately, the turbulent sea water was divided into two.
In the center, a very deep and long terrifying ravine was opened.
Huge waves weighing tens of millions hit the shore on both sides.
The buildings around the Sea Palace were affected countless times and collapsed in large numbers!
Once again it became dry and waterless.
After the "flooding of Shenshan Villa" disaster subsided, Ling Xiaoxiao made a special trip to fetch the sea water from the South China Sea, and then removed it from the bottom of the river bed, revealing a huge empty pit.
The sword god split the sea and cut down the palace with one sword!
