The power of Wuming's soul is extremely powerful. Even if it is scattered into thousands of strands, Zhao Chun at the moment cannot match it.
The silver-white flying sword seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand. Although the sword intention on it was sharp and hard, it shattered the incoming power of the soul for several minutes, but it was still quickly broken and eliminated under the pressure of the huge force. The condensed form The sword intention attached to the power of the soul could make Zhao Chun feel subtly familiar, but she had no time to take into account the familiarity at the moment.
In the silent and dim wilderness, only the silver snakes stirred up the strong wind and moved freely across the sky. When they were broken, they emitted a moment of light, just like the twinkling of stars. Suddenly, thousands of stars were flashing incessantly, but after a moment, they were full of light. They were all silent. It turned out that all the hundreds of flying swords scattered into sword energy and escaped, spinning around Zhao Xun's body and condensing into sword gangs.
She stretched out her hand and called upwards, and the black sword slashed away from the sky, landing firmly in the palm of her hand. Then she pointed the tip of the sword, and her whole body suddenly changed from her previous avoidance attitude, and resolutely rose up from where she was, with her true energy flowing out like a rainbow. , a golden and red sun hangs above the head, shining in all directions.
At this time, Wuming was completely unprepared that Zhao Chun would suddenly take action. The power of the soul was scattered in the wilderness, and Zhao Chun's figure moved like a giant. Only the black sword could be seen cutting through the silver sword marks, and thousands of wisps could be seen. Running through the threat of death.
One foot!
Wuming's eyes suddenly opened, and he was shocked to realize that he and Zhao Chun were actually facing each other. When he hesitated, the black sword in his hand was already close to his chest and abdomen!
"How can you hurt me?!"
His spirit was so high that he didn't know how to defend himself when the sword was close to him. Instead, he shouted angrily and immediately reached out to grab the Changjing Sword. However, what he never thought was that even with the powerful Yuan Shen inside, Yuan You's physical body They have all been decayed for a long time and have long been unable to reach the strength of the Guihe monks. What's more, Changjin is the king of swords. In terms of toughness and sharpness, no sword can match him.
Therefore, a moment later, the right palm holding the sword shattered and exploded, and a plume of green smoke rose vertically. If Wuren hadn't stopped his hand immediately, the entire right arm would have been lost!
"what!?"
On the Changjian Sword is the Taiyi Gengjin Sword Intent, which is said to be the sharpest in the Three Thousand Worlds. Although he can't feel pain, he can feel a towering destructive power rising from the broken wrist, which immediately sets off an alarm. Dazuo quickly tried to distance himself from Zhao Chun, condensing the power of his soul to tear him into pieces.
Wuming's power was far from being defeated by Zhao Chun. Even if a thread landed on her back, it would cause a huge shock as if her internal organs were displaced. A mouthful of fishy sweetness instantly surged into her throat. The real energy in her body was randomly escaping, and her meridians were bulging and causing pain. !
At the critical moment, she slapped the armband with her palm, and a long and thin object suddenly escaped from it, and a white light quickly appeared on it, and it accurately darted in from the place where the unknown person broke off her wrist!
"Ah-what? What is this?!"
Yuan You's physical body had long been ossified, but now his face was distorted and evil. Black and purple energy flowed out from all the seven orifices, and the black energy from the broken wrist was pouring out like a tide. However, the physical body suddenly expanded in a circle. Zhao Xun seized the opportunity, Shengsheng swallowed the sweet taste in her throat, raised her sword and chopped off the bulging head. Almost at the same moment, a black mist appeared between her eyebrows. She felt something was wrong, and immediately dodged to avoid it, but the black mist refused to let go. Come to her sea of knowledge!
At this time, the white light also chased out. In terms of momentum, it was far above the black mist. It was obviously faster. It opened its mouth and tore off 70% to 80% of the black mist and swallowed it. Seeing how arrogant it was, the black mist became even more panicked. , I didn’t dare to take over Zhao Chun’s body immediately.
Zhao Wan Changjin held it in his hand, knowing that he could not let go of such an evil thing, so he raised his sword to kill it without thinking. However, he suddenly felt something strange behind him, secretly said "no", and then turned sideways to dodge. Between his frowns, a ghost face appeared. Flying past, the bloody mouth exuded a fishy smell, which was disgusting!
While the white light was fighting with the black mist, she turned back and looked closely. She saw that the body of Master Xiangyou had been torn into pieces. After the black mist escaped, it turned into withered bones and fell to the ground. The robes on his body had also lost the divine light of the past. The thing in the sleeve fell out, and it turned out to be a tall and handsome young man!
His body was covered with blood, and he was holding a blood-colored statue in both hands. His face showed a mixture of alertness and panic. It was not difficult to know that the ghostly face that had just attacked Zhao Shun was made by this person!
Valley "You are——"
Before Zhao Chun finished speaking, his sword had not yet fallen. After fighting with Bai Mang, he was almost completely lost, with only a few traces of black mist remaining. He suddenly fled over, and when Bai Mang was about to pursue him, he quickly escaped into the statue in the hands of the young man. , ripples spread out in the blink of an eye, and even people and objects disappeared.
When Bai Mang noticed that the other party was escaping, he stopped blankly for a while, then was inspired by Zhao Shun and reattached himself to the slender thing in his palm, giving Zhao Shun a slightly more vivid feeling than before.
"That thing should have given you a lot of benefits."
Zhao Shun put it back on his armband, and then sighed, this was the finger bone that contained the soul of Zhan Tian Zhan, and he suddenly felt longing for it when he was fighting Wu Ming just now. When the strength gap between the two sides was too large, she had no good strategy to defeat or even kill the opponent. She took out the finger bone with a tentative attitude, hoping that it would be more useful than expected.
It's just that even though she was like this, she was also escaped by the black mist. All the disturbances under the sword's will could not be hidden from her. The atmosphere in the surrounding areas was calm at the moment, which showed that the person should have left Kunshan Tower directly with the black mist.
"We will eventually conquer evil cultivators one day. Since this person is among the ranks of evil cultivators, we are not afraid of not being able to find him."
She raised her feet and walked towards the body of Zhenyou Zhenren. After all, he was also a genius of the Taiyuan Taoist sect who was about to become a real baby. But now his body and soul were in pieces. Zhao Chun felt a sigh of relief and used the magic of controlling objects to separate his body and body. All the robes were collected and put into the empty value box, and then handed over to Qu Yitang and others so that he could return to his master's sect.
Unknown people do not rely on external objects. There are no elixirs, talismans, spiritual jade or other items in the robes. After collecting them, there was only a hollow round jade on the ground. Zhao Xun reached out and touched it, and the jade made a crisp sound. The surrounding wilderness scene also turned into a dim underground dark room. She moved her fingers slightly and felt a very familiar fluctuation of true energy in the dark room, which was exactly the same as that of Fu Xiang Sect Luo Jiao.
It's just that Luo Jiao is currently cultivating in Chongxiaomen, so how did she end up here?
She suppressed her confusion and stared at a jade-white spire floating in front of her.
"Kunshan Tower?" Zhao Chun's eyebrows jumped.
The spire fell into her hands obediently, but when she resisted the temptation of her spiritual consciousness, the other party was extremely resistant and refused to accept it.
Treasures choose people with whom they are destined. Zhao Shun sighed slightly, it seemed that he was not destined to be with him.
He reached out and took it into his armband without forcing himself to recognize its owner.
Unexpectedly, the moment she took possession of Kunshan Tower, the world suddenly collapsed, and an ominous feeling floated in her heart - this world was about to be broken!
Gotta leave quickly!
Zhao Chun was about to escape when he suddenly saw a secret door on the wall. He passed through it without any trouble. He saw that the inner room was in a mess. It had obviously been carefully rummaged through. In the critical situation, he could not observe carefully, so he simply opened it with his big hand. With this move, the Qiankun magic in her sleeves collected all the objects in the room, and the magnificent purple fire in the middle was also grasped into the palm of her hand!
