"Junior Brother Ling, I saw a strange soul power rune inside the sword seal condensed by Hei Ba!"
Lu Xueyao's eyes were abyss-like, obviously she had used the ability of the special pupils.
The Xiao family's methods are very subtle and cannot be noticed by ordinary people.
If Lu Xueyao didn't have strange eyes, he would definitely have done it.
"Junior Brother Ling, are you sure you still want to comprehend?" Lu Xueyao asked.
"Senior Sister Lu, I must go to Halloween Paradise. I must participate in the selection of the Holy Son."
Lingyun said in a message.
"In that case, then I will accompany you." Lu Xueyao smiled slightly.
Hearing this, Ling Yun felt warm in his heart and said, "Senior Sister Lu, you have to be careful too!"
"rest assured!"
Lu Xueyao has strange eyes and has awakened for the second time. The soul power talisman cannot do anything to her.
Buzz~
At this moment, someone else realized that man and sword are one.
They are the twelve true disciples of Tianxuan Martial Academy!
After the twelve enlightened men merged into one, the marks that appeared on their foreheads were silver sword marks.
It's different from Hei Ba's.
Ling Yun looked calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
Previously, Ling Yun signed a master-servant contract with twelve true disciples.
Relying on this contract, the twelve true disciples have achieved what they have today.
But as the sword marks appeared on the foreheads of the twelve true disciples, Ling Yun felt that the master-servant contract was showing signs of damage.
Of course, this does not mean that the soul power talisman of the Xiao family is more advanced than the master-servant contract!
But the other party's soul power far exceeds Ling Yun!
At this time, once the owner of the sword seal activates the soul power talisman, the master-servant contract will definitely be invalidated.
Twelve true disciples will be enslaved.
"I, Ling Yun, have always been the only one to rob others. I want my hard work to be a wedding dress and a dream!"
Ling Yun's eyes flashed coldly, and he had to find a way to counterattack.
"The soul power talisman is rooted in the soul. If you want to resolve it, you have to start with the Nine Nether Soul Forging Record!"
Thinking of this, Ling Yun stared at the giant sword.
If you want to dissolve the soul power sigil in the sword seal, you can only try its power first!
However, this is very dangerous.
If Ling Yun cannot resolve the soul power talisman, he may be enslaved by the other party.
But, as the saying goes, if you don’t enter the tiger’s den, you won’t get the tiger’s cubs.
"Understand the meaning of the sword!"
Ling Yun gritted his teeth and decided to try it himself.
His mind was completely immersed in the sword intent of the Sword God.
Ling Yun seemed to hear the sound of gold and iron horses, and he saw a sword cutting open the world.
If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if they stand in the way of Buddha, they will kill Buddha.
"My sword, kill to stop killing!"
Suddenly, Ling Yun opened his eyes, and a sharp sword energy shot out from his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the sword field around Ling Yun changed, as if it had condensed into one sword and two swords.
The sword carries endless will to kill...
"Killing Sword Intent!"
At this moment, Ling Yun understood the killing sword intention.
Buzz~
The giant sword vibrated violently, as if something had touched it, and vast sword energy roared out.
With Ling Yun as the center, endless sword energy swept towards Ling Yun.
Ling Yun smelled danger!
"coming!"
Under his induction, every sword energy carries a soul power talisman, thousands of them.
Ling Yun immediately ran the Jiuyou Soul Forging Record to stabilize his soul.
Suddenly, Ling Yun felt something strange happened to the Taotian Sword.
Ling Yun had an idea and took out the Taotian Sword from the storage bag.
Whoosh!
The Taotian Sword suddenly penetrated Ling Yun's Tianling Cap, shocking Ling Yun.
Immediately, Ling Yun saw that the sword energy rushing towards him got into the Taotian Sword one after another.
No!
It should be said that the Taotian Sword swallowed up those sword energies.
Soon, the rust on the originally rusty Taotian Sword fell off the broken sword.
The Taotian Sword was much brighter than before, faintly flashing with a cold light.
A bright purple-gold sword mark appeared on the sword body.
Ling Yun looked at the purple-gold sword seal and felt like he was being stared at. His sword eyebrows frowned slightly.
"Although I am protected from the danger of being controlled, it would be a disaster if I kept this thing!"
Thinking of this, Ling Yun activated Jiuyou Soul Forging Record, hoping to destroy the sword seal with soul power.
However, Ling Yun found that the more he attacked, the soul power sword seal became stronger and stronger.
Even the Taotian Sword actually emitted a wave of resistance.
"I don't believe it anymore, reverse the Jiuyou Soul Forging Record!"
Ling Yun directly reversed the Jiuyou Soul Forging Record.
boom!
At this moment, Ling Yun's sea of consciousness stirred up turbulent waves.
Han Yue exclaimed: "Hmph! Ling Yun, are you going crazy?"
Reversing the Jiuyou Soul Forging Record was something she didn't even dare to think about.
Unexpectedly, Ling Yun, a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, would be so crazy.
And with the reversal of the Jiuyou Soul Forging Record, the golden soul power in Lingyun's sea of consciousness turned into black and purple.
Ling Yun once again mobilized his soul power to attack the purple-gold soul power sword seal.
At this moment, a miracle happened.
The purple-gold soul mark dimmed instantly like a cat seeing a mouse.
Moreover, the purple-gold soul sword seal also tried to escape.
"Haha, can I let you escape?"
Ling Yun smiled coldly, and the purple-black soul power suppressed the sword seal.
At this moment, Ling Yun's consciousness seemed to have entered a state of emptiness.
Ling Yun seemed to see through the essential structure of the soul power talisman within the soul power sword seal at a glance.
Ling Yun discovered that as long as he wanted to, he could use the Soul Power Sword Seal to counter the owner of this sword seal at any time.
But Ling Yun did not do so immediately.
He doesn't want to alert others yet.
Secondly, he wanted to give Lao Yinbi a big surprise behind the scenes.
"Ling Yun, are you... okay?" Han Yue's voice came.
It's not hard to hear the shock in his voice.
"I'm fine."
Ling Yun shook his head and subconsciously ran the Nine Nether Soul Forging Record.
After the Nine Nether Soul Forging Record was running normally, Ling Yun's soul power turned golden again.
The feeling of clarity just now disappeared completely in an instant.
"you…"
Hanyue opened her mouth, but stopped talking.
When Ling Yun reversed the Jiuyou Soul Forging Record just now, at that moment, she felt that Ling Yun was terrifying.
This is the first time in Han Yue's life.
Seeing Han Yue not speaking, Ling Yun also remained silent.
However, Ling Yun was just pretending to understand the art of swordsmanship.
Two days later.
A light array appeared in mid-air, and thick spatial fluctuations came from within.
Xiao Mang's voice came from it, saying: "Everyone, the three days are up. Leave the blood refining place as soon as possible."
Everyone woke up from practicing.
Some are happy and some are worried!
Ning Xiaodong walked to Ling Yun, with a happy face on his face, and said, "Brother Yun, I have entered the top ten."
In three days, Ning Xiaodong not only realized the unity of man and sword, but also reached the second level.
Ranked eighth!
Zhang Anyue said regretfully: "I only comprehended the unity of man and sword, and I ranked over 2,000."
There are nearly one million participants in this Holy Son selection.
However, the number of people who made it to the finish line was less than 10,000.
Among them, there are thousands of people who were lucky enough to come to Jujian through Ling Yun's help.
Ling Yun glanced at the giant sword.
Above are the rankings for this Holy Son selection.
Not surprisingly, Ling Yun, who had understood the meaning of the sword, ranked first.
Next is Lu Xueyao.
Ling Yun did not expect that Lu Xueyao would reach the limit of the sword domain in just three days.
Ling Yun glanced at Lu Xueyao worriedly. There was a golden sword mark between the latter's eyebrows.
