THE SHOCKING VENOMOUS CONSORT
Chapter 249: The Chaos

"But with our current strength, I fear that if we take the wrong step, we will sink Hanyue Palace into the abyss of a place that will not disappear," the old man said worriedly.

"Well, what if, at the Zongmen chaos step, there are some Zongmen survivors, even if the tribulation is gone, I will drag some Zongmen to be buried with us, ha ha ha ha ha." Palace Master Han Yue laughed, There was a crazy red light exactly like Qing Lingyan in his eyes.

Shit ... At an angle he did not notice, the old man sighed softly.

"To send Qingling Yan so that she did not need to rush back to find a way to inquire about the whereabouts of the Cangyuan Sword. If we can get the Cangyuan Sword in Hanyue Palace, who else can compete with me to reach the top, then I will destroy all the gates, Hahahaha. "After saying this, Han Yuegong laughed out loud again, and there was no more common sense in his eyes.

The old man looked at him deeply and walked out. No one saw helplessness far in the old man's eyes, worried.

...

Liu Yunzong, an old man with white arms and broad arms, stood on a majestic peak, staring at the sky sword shadow for a long time, revealing a hint of sadness and mercy in his eyes.

“Send the order to let Ling Wuxi notice the whereabouts of Cang Yuan Jian, and if found, return to Zong Men in time, but he should not be at will,” said the old man simply.

“Ya, Ruler.” The man rushed away after responding respectfully.

...

In the Stargazing Sect, on the platform staring at the rising star into the clouds, an old man stood proudly with both hands on his back. His eyes were unfathomable like a starry sky, and he had no idea what he was thinking.

"Qianye, Qianxin, you come down and look." For a long time, the old man said softly.

"Yes, Shizu." The two young disciples bowed.

At the same time, the ancestors from the big sects gave the same order. Every young disciple walked out of the sect gate and searched for the whereabouts of the Cangyuan Sword.

A pool of stagnant water had broken out at the main gate for nearly ten thousand years, and a storm was coming.

...

“Med Cang Yuan, it turns out you are talking about Sword Cang Yuan.” Even Huangfu was wiped out, and his face was a little shocked.

"In the battle ten thousand years ago, our monster and beast families were defeated and forced to be imprisoned in this small silver ancient mountain. The formation of the main gate also suppressed the revival of the ancient bloodlines of the monster and beast lineages. We want us to be here on a small mountain of ancient silver. Spontaneously self-destructing, we do not know the ambition of this wolf child.

I thought that the monster family would come down. How do I know that before the death of the demon emperor, I discovered the existence of the Cangyuan sword, and left the last word on it. Ten thousand years later, the sword of Cangyuan reappears every day, which is an opportunity for our monster monsters to rise again.

We waited for thousands of years, and finally waited until the sword was born. "Tears flowed in the eyes of the demon emperor.

"It turns out that's the problem. Did the demon emperor ever say, how will this Cangyuan sword make your family rise again?" Huangfu Qing also asked somewhat emotionally.

“This, the ancestors never said that,” the demon emperor said with contemplation.

The two spoke, and no one noticed. Ling Chuxi stared with both eyes, immersed in contemplation. An incredible intimate feeling surfaced in the depths of my heart, it seemed that the sword shadow that lay between heaven and earth had an overwhelming appeal.

In the sky, the sword swung, the light quickly gathered towards the center, the sword that was only slightly larger than a normal long sword, but it emitted a dominant appearance that killed even more powerfully, and then it flew down to the ground like a coming meteor.

A clear voice rang out, echoing between the valleys for a long time.

Clearly, the Cangyuan Sword had fallen to the ground. The demon emperor took out a few servants and flew towards where the sword shadow fell. Huangfu Qing also held Ling Chuxi's hand tightly behind her.

Among those valleys, the ancient longsword that slanted to the ground, appeared blurry and clear. Jianmang flashed, the entire valley soaked in a cold, cold light.

Zhen Ye and the transvestite, as well as that huge black face, stood stunned at the edge of the valley, looked at the Cangyuan sword that was being held in a murderous manner, and did not dare to step forward.

Except for a few of them, there were no traces of demonic beasts around here. This is the Valley of Soul Refining. A small silver ancient mountain was used to punish the forbidden land reserve. Even if no demonic beast dared to approach so easily, not to mention the heavenly god Sword, who would dare to come?

As soon as he approached the valley, Ling Chuxi felt a tremble in his mind, and there was a tingling feeling in his mind.

It was no wonder that Xiaoyin Xiaorou's big black face was so scared that "Hua Rong" was overshadowed when she heard that she had fixed the face of the Valley of Souls. If not for Ling Chuxi who had experienced the pain of the prohibition of the method of formation, he was lucky enough to have the heart of Wu Dao Dan, maybe even he had the heart of Not being able to bear it.

With swords and swords, the demon emperor could barely suppress the excitement of his heart and rushed past him quickly.

“No.” Ling Chuxi suddenly shouted.

Just a moment later, Ling Chuxi suddenly felt an extremely familiar and palpitations-filled heart. This sword made him feel familiar, but was filled with crises.

When I went to the Yingu Mountains to find a treasure with Ling Yichen, didn't I see the same scene when I saw the strange sword? Only at this moment, this sword gave him a much stronger sense of crisis than the latter.

Ling Chuxi's shout was one step too late, and the voice of the demon emperor had touched the hilt.

“Not good!” Ling Chuxi's heart sank, an unprecedented fear surfaced in her mind, even if she was stuck in the ban, she had never had such fear.

He didn't even know why, he said that he shouldn't be worried about the power of the demon emperor, but when that inexplicable fear appeared in his mind, he couldn't help himself.

Horrifying howls rang out in my heart, one after another, and one more ... In an instant, ten thousand loud howls rang out in my heart.

It was as if in the ancient battlefield of thousands of horses and horses, it seemed that in ancient times, the fierce battle of strife and world domination resurfaced.

Lonely, tragic, heroic, desolate.

The face of the demon emperor changed drastically, and when he wanted to release it, he felt a pain in his mind and exploded by a power that could not be resisted. It was the emperor of a ferocious beast, so Ling Chuxi could not discern the depths and depths of a savage beast emperor, but he was blown up without a fight.

Even though the few people behind had not made contact with the Cangyuan Sword, they were still struck by the terrifying power and even retreated back.

Immediately after, a rude shout rang out in my mind, the world of coercion was released at the same time, and all of Li Xiao stopped.

But Ling Chuxi's feelings weren't so good, even though it was just an invisible momentum, Ling Chuxi was hard to breathe and her face was pale. It seemed that the entire person would be pressed into powder by this momentum.

The demon emperor had yet to sit down, his body trembled suddenly, a burst of blood came out, and he was stunned at the same time.

Some Master Zhen Ye and little demon Xiaorou fainted one step earlier.

Not just them, all of Xiaoyin Gushan's monsters fainted.

This was the Cangyuan Sword, the prestige of killing swords in ancient times.

In the entire Xiaoyin Ancient Mountain, there were only two people standing at this moment. One of them is the Huangpu extinction. However, the beautiful and handsome face also showed difficulty at this moment, and the cloth was covered with a thin layer. Sweatiness.

Even he had not expected that the sword force of the Cangyuan sword would be so powerful.

Seeing the demon emperor spitting out blood and fainting, Huangfu cleared his heart and was busy holding Ling Chuxi's hand tightly, trying to fight Cangyuan Jianwei for him.

Turning his head around, he saw that Ling Chuxi did not faint like some demon emperors except for her pale face.

Is this Jianwei only useful for monsters? Huangfu cleared his doubts, but felt wrong. He could clearly feel the strong coercion in the Cangyuan sword, and even his strength had to deal with hard work. How could it not work for Ling Chuxi.

Huangfu's clear eyes fell on the dust sword that fell from Ling Chuxi, given the extraordinary features of this sword, did it have anything to do with it?

At this moment, the Cang Yuan Sword suddenly rose into the air, turned into a Changhong that changed the sky, and stabbed towards Ling Chuxi in the air.

Huangfu cleared his heart, and had no time to think about it. He flaunted his body and stood in front of Ling Chuxi. With both hands, he waved a powerful air machine that was powerful enough to shake the earth towards the Cangyuan Sword.

But the mang Changhong sword, without blocking the Qi piercing machine passed by.

Sensing the stubborn killing intent on the sword, Huangfu's almost instinctive hand stretched out, and he grabbed Jianfeng regardless of everything. With Chu Xi behind him, he would never allow this sword to hurt Chu Xi.

However, with the grip of a finger, it was none other than Huangfu staring at Cangyuan Jianchanghong across, passing through his chest without leaving a trace on his body.

Jian Ling, it turned out to be Jian Ling! Huangfu awoke and realized that it was a sword spirit left behind in the world by the Cangyuan sword, not the real sword.

"Chu Xi!" Huangfu suddenly turned around. Just by looking at the end of the demon emperor, you could also imagine how powerful this Cangyuan sword was, and how strong this sword spirit was left behind.

Seeing this situation, this Cangyuan Sword Spirit was clearly going to Chu Lingxi!

“Clearly!” Ling Chuxi also exclaimed.

Huangfu wiped his body in front of him, then took out his palm, clenched his fist, and then passed through the chest of the Cangyuan sword. Everything was as fast as lightning, but it fell into Ling Chuxi's eyes.

The pain, when he saw the Cangyuan sword piercing through Huangfu's chest, Qing Chuxi only felt heartache. His entire heart seemed to fall into an endless abyss, as if the most important thing in life was disappearing.

Jianmang penetrated through Huangpu's already sterilized chest, but left no scars. Ling Chuxi's silent eyes suddenly looked strange. It's okay, he's fine!

Surprise, joy, luck .. and so on, emotions flowed into Ling Chuxi's heart, as if they had experienced the reincarnation of life and death for countless centuries.

The moment when Cang Yuan Jian Han Mang shone into his chest, smiling tears flashed in Ling Chuxi's eyes. Him, it's okay ...

“Chu Xi!” But there was a cry of regret from Huangfu in his ears. It was a heartache that Huangfu Qing hated because he did not block the Cangyuan Sword.

At this moment, Ling Chuxi's mind was startled by thunder and fell into the star galaxy.

Many spots of light appeared before the eyes, like stars in the night sky. Each point of the star revealed destruction, as if carrying a reincarnation of the world.

At the intersection of the stars, an ancient sword ghost appeared.

A slender figure came out from the sword, and the sword star was hanging around him.The faces like blades and axes were so powerful, so full of Cangsang. The tall figure was like a sword, a rather long sword, so powerful.

Ling Chuxi recalled that when he first discovered Qing Lingyan's Jianxin Soul Breaking Technique, his mind fell into endless darkness. It was this man who was born in front of him and cut through the void with sword force.

It was then that his figure was so illusory, but today, it had become clearly visible, seemingly alive before his eyes.

“Who are you?” Ling Chuxi could not stop asking.

"My name is Cangyuan!" The man said, his voice full of magnets.

“Cang Yuan, you sword it!” Ling Chuxi was shocked. Was this the Cangyuan sword just now? How could it appear in his own mind, wasn't it the last time he appeared, not who he was?

“Because, only you can make me the soul of Cangyuan, reappear day and night, ha ha ha ha.” The man smiled back to heaven.

Hearing the whistle, Ling Chuxi suddenly felt strange, and felt a strong anxiety.

“So Jiuyin, pulse of heaven and earth, can only be reached by you.” The man continued to laugh wildly, and the laughter was filled with killing intent in the world.

Suddenly, the man waved his hand, and a star-shaped sword appeared in his hand, slashing towards Ling Chuxi.

Ling Chuxi did not expect it at all. He actually started retreating instinctively, but he had forgotten that this was in his own mind, and he did not know how to retreat.

Ling Chuxi did not feel any pain between the sword and the mind, but the entire thought was like confusion under that sword, and consciousness began to dissipate rapidly.

Ling Chuxi was startled and wanted to force herself to gather her consciousness, but her consciousness quickly flew like a stream of water.

If Jianxin Soul-Breaking Soul Han Yuegong only placed the human mind into an endless void, then this sword was obviously to destroy his mind.

However, Ling Chuxi had no experience with it and did not know how to deal with it.

Suddenly, Ling Chuxi suddenly felt a strange energy flowing into his heart, awakening in a lost mind.

I saw the same figure as the man appear in front of me, carrying a long sword like a beach.

The two figures were exactly the same, but his breathing was completely different, the previous one was filled with murderous sword force that pierced through the red dust and destroyed the world, and this one is Zhong Zhengping and the atmosphere is incredible, as if you can control the world with one hand.

Ling Chuxi felt that this was the sword spirit that appeared last time when she met Qingling Yan.

“Are you finally going out?” The killer asked.

"Tens of thousands of years have passed, and you have not released any killing intent," Jian Ling said.

"Huh, if we release killing intent, can we still summon Cang Yuan? If there is no killing intent, what should the sword do?" The man sneered.

"The sword can be killed or killed," said Jian Ling, his tone low and solemn.

"Stop killing, the first murderous sword in the ancient world, did you really say kill? When I take Jiuyin Vein and rebuild the sword, I will obliterate the world and see how you can kill?" The man laughed loudly and suddenly the sword spirit surged away.

The sword spirit turned around and unsheathed its sword with cold colors, and the two figures immediately clashed in one place. In the stars, Jianyingman's weather flowed through the Milky Way.

Ling Chuxi looked at the two swords in a cross pattern, each small movement, whenever the tip of the sword was light, seemed so simple and simple, but it hid heaven and earth. Looking at his second sword style, Ling Chuxi seemed to have felt reincarnation from the mainland for thousands of years.

Ling Chuxi had long since been unable to tell who it was. He could only sense that endless killing intent and vast atmosphere pierced through the sky and wilderness, sometimes offsetting each other, sometimes violently colliding.

Ling Chuxi's heart lifted, although he seemed to understand everything that was going on in his mind, he understood one thing, called Cangyuan appeared behind him, trying to destroy his own consciousness and snatch nine. Yin Juemai, and the sword spirit that was already in his mind, desperately protected him.

Once he failed, he was completely finished.

The two figures passed through many times, the swords intersected many times, and finally stopped.The two swords merged, and their bodies also fought each other.Both were exhausted and their figures became unreal. It seems that they are balanced and stuck in a deadlock.

“Quickly, with your blood into the fallen dust sword, contract the sword spirit, only then can it be contained.” In my mind, I suddenly remembered a soft voice.

Ling Chuxi glanced at him, a light smile appeared on the man's face, the divine light in his eyes flew, and the divine light in the eyes of the sword spirit gradually shot out, seemingly unable to resist.

Too late to think, Ling Chuxi instinctively grabbed and stretched out toward the falling sword of dust.

It was only then that Ling Chuxi discovered that Divine Consciousness entered an extremely beautiful state, sinking into the sea of thoughts, while dominating her body.

The sword of dust that fell out, the fingers passed through the sharp blade, a slight tingling came, and a drop of blood came out from its wound, like it was immersed in sand, and merged into the body of the cold sword.

In his mind, a faint red halo hung in the galaxy like a rainbow.

“What do you do?” The man smirked stiffly on his face, panicking.

Jianling glanced at him, his lips flickering, and in the starry sky, a mysterious light rippled like a wave of water, and a voice rang out in his ear, like the whisper of the wind, like the song of the earth, like the murmur of the heavens.

"You ... you ... God Sword Gucci, you actually used God Sword Gucci! Ancient murderous sword, Cangyuan spirit, how can you be a servant with mortal man, I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled ..." The man growled reluctantly, his face twisted and deformed like a knife.

But under the wave of light like a wave of water, there was no resistance at all.

His figure became increasingly virtual, and eventually, became a virtual point of light and shadow, and merged with the sword spirit figure.

In the end, who was Cang Yuan and who was the sword spirit, Ling Chuxi was unclear.

“Aduh, why is this coming from?” The sound of sword spirit rang out in the mind.

Ling Chuxi was relieved.

“Thank you for saving the seniors, I don't know who the seniors are?” Ling Chuxi asked.

"My name is Cangyuan!" Said Jian Ling, with her voice, a vast expanse of meaning suddenly appeared among the stars.

"Cang Yuan!" Ling Chuxi was stunned. Just now that person claimed to be Cang Yuan, but wanted to destroy his consciousness to seize Jiuyin Vein. He also claimed to be Cang Yuan. What the hell's going on?

"He is Cangyuan, and I am Cangyuan," said Jian Ling, slowly disappearing.

"Where are you going? Can you explain the white dot?" Ling Chuxi asked anxiously, puzzled. Why are they both Cangyuan?

"You can't control his killing intent. If you don't suppress it, I'm afraid even the sword god Gucci can't control it. I hope you grow as soon as possible .." said Jian Ling slowly, and slowly disappeared.

There is nothing between stars and galaxies. Ling Chuxi stood silently under the starry sky, an unprecedented peace and peace of mind, and suddenly discovered that there was a strange connection in the depths of consciousness. Through this connection, I could feel Jian Ling's current exhaustion, as well as***** in her heart, and endless sadness.

The Sword of God Gucci! Ling Chuxi reacted immediately, and she had established a spiritual connection with that sword spirit, and the sword spirit had obviously been hit hard in the previous battle, so she had to leave so quickly.

Ling Chuxi tried to investigate with Shen Nian, but found that Jian Ling's spirit had become increasingly weak, and was sound asleep.

Ling Chuxi opened her eyes, and saw Huangfu clear her beautiful face. Although his expression was still cold and calm, his eyes were filled with worry and self-blame. It was only when he saw that Ling Chuxi opened her eyes. .

“You're fine.” Huangfu was completely clinging to Ling Chuxi's hand.

Ling Chuxi felt her hands cold, and only now was there a hint of heat.

Ling Chuxi looked around, and the demon emperor and the others were still in a coma, and it seemed like they would not wake up for a while.

“What's happening now?” Huangfu asked very deeply.

"The shadow of the sword that is now claimed to be Cangyuan ..." Ling Chuxi said without hesitation what had happened in the sea of consciousness earlier, and did not miss any details.

He had too many doubts and could not find the answer, and only Huangfu could remove it, who could believe it and give the answer.

"Cangyuan, really the sword soul of Cangyuan, right, sword soul kill, it must be the sword soul," Huangfu said with great disregard.

“Cangyuan Sword Soul?” Ling Chuxi looked at Huangfu doubtfully.

"Cangyuan is a man and a sword. Legend has it that in ancient times, chaos began to wreak havoc on the world, and a master with great abilities was born. With an overbearing longsword to Jiuzhou, this person was Cangyuan.

He cultivated the sword with his own body, the imperial sword with his heart, and the sword with his gods.The sword united the universe, and the sword in his hand was also known as the Cangyuan sword. As soon as Cang Yuan came out, the world gave up, and it was him. "Kata Huangfu absolute.

“Very strong!” Ling Chuxi was surprised, one person with one sword, Aojiu Jiuzhou took the lead, how powerful, no matter how arrogant, as long as a soldier, who would not be moved.

Seeing Ling Chuxi's shocked expression, Huangfu cleared his heart with an uneasy feeling that he didn't know about. In Xiao Chuxi's eyes, there was only himself, and only himself.

“I really think he's very strong?” Huangfu Qing asked with a slight frown.

“Good.” Ling Chuxi nodded.

“Really?” Huangfu Qing frowned and asked again.

Ling Chuxi finally reacted, and it seemed to be a bit wrong. Huangfu's indifferent attitude, why, how do you seem jealous? Huangfu, who had always been strong, confident and calm, was extinct, was it now in Pride? Is this true? Ling Chuxi blinked her eyes at Huangfu Qing Jue, suddenly opening her mouth and laughing: "Of course, in my mind, my family is the most powerful."

Huangfu Qingke coughed slightly, and did not speak, but Ling Chuxi sharply caught Huangfu Qingke's brows.

“So what happens to this guy later?” Ling Chuxi continued to ask.

"Then, his appearance caused the restlessness of the masters of the large family, and made plans to ambush halfway," Huangfu Qing said.

“How about later?” Ling Chuxi continued to ask.

“Then, he died,” replied Huangfu with a blank expression.

... Ling Chuxi opened her mouth slightly and watched Huangfu clearly with a strange look.

“She's dead.” Three words, the story is gone. In front of him, I was tempted by infinite weakness. Behind, three words, he was dead and the story was over.

Ling Chuxi was the first to see someone tell a story like this. How much? How many points?

“No?” Ling Chuxi asked reluctantly.

“No, he is dead,” replied Huangfu absolute.

“How did you die?” Ling Chuxi asked at the corner of her mouth, unwilling to ask.

“Attacked by someone.” Huangfu Qing also looked at Ling Chuxi with strange eyes. Didn't he explain it?

Ling Chuxi finally understood that Huangfu was not without flaws, at least, he was not good at telling stories.

“How about that sword?” Ling Chuxi had no choice but to guide, this was the point.

"Right, sword," Huangfu explained that he realized that he was missing his point.

"At that time, the master of a large family came out of the nest, but even at that moment, they were still not his opponent. Hundreds of extreme masters were turned into ashes by his sword. The great masters of that great family were all defeated." At this point, the extinction of Huangfu also showed emotions.

Under Ling Chuxi's guidance, Huangfu Qing finally had a little talent for storytelling, although it was still not enough to be wise.

“Then how did he die?” Ling Chuxi asked.

"On the first line of success or failure, the only beloved woman in Cangyuan betrayed her and hit the killer behind her, so she died. Before he died, he merged into the sword with his entire mind, and the sword was fused, and hundreds of other swords were killed on the spot. A teacher, and the Cangyuan Sword also had spiritual knowledge after being integrated into his mind, and had since been called the Ancient Slaying Sword.

But by the time Cang Yuan died, his sword seemed to feel its destruction, and it exploded and turned into countless fragments scattered across the Jiuzhou land.

All the love, hatred, hatred, anger, sadness and joy in Cang Yuan were also hidden in these fragments.

It was said that as long as one could find the fragments of the Abyssal Sword, they might have the Abyssal Sword Spirit, and then gather the other fragments under his guidance, so that the Abyssal Sword could be reproduced on a daily basis, he could inherit swordsmanship. Bottom line. "Kata Huangfu absolute.

Even though he said it very simply, Ling Chuxi could still think tragically and arouse that war spirit.

The world's top masters came out of their lair, but they still could not compete with Cang Yuan, in the end, it was due to the betrayal of his only beloved woman.

Ling Chuxi suddenly understood what had happened to the boundless sadness she felt towards Jianling.

"Thousands of years, many people have fallen in the ordinary Abyss, but none have succeeded. Even if it succeeded temporarily, it would cause death within a few days, and the discovered Abyss fragment would disappear again." Huangfu Qing Ju then continued, "If I guess it's true, it's the Cangyuan Sword Spirit hidden in the fallen dust sword."

Ling Chuxi nodded, recalling when he first bought the falling dust sword, then Xiao Er said it, this is a fierce sword, no matter who bought it, no matter who bought it, the accident will happen in a few days, and then back I want to go back to the furnace, but I bought it at first sight.

Why didn't you have an accident? I want to come, maybe related to my Jiuyin Juemai.

In the middle, even Ling Chuxi did not know whether he had chosen the Cangyuan Sword of his will, or whether the Cangyuan Sword had chosen itself because of Jiuyin's pulse.

“By the way, what do you mean by killing the sword soul earlier?” Ling Chuxi asked.

"After the broken sword of Cangyuan, it is said that it is divided into seven parts, sword spirit, sword soul, sword soul, sword heart, sword force, sword force, and kendo. Among them, the sword spirit was the head, and the other spirits could be gathered with the sword spirit, and the sword the soul master killed, just now the sword was filled with killing intent, and the sword was not, it must be the soul of the sword. Since you can gather sword souls, you should have gotten sword souls earlier, "said Huangfu, Qing Ju.

“Well, how can we collect residue on other swords?” Ling Chuxi asked. This way, the last time I went to the Yingu Mountains with Ling Yichen to look for treasures, I should have obtained Cangyuan Jianhun.

Given that sword spirit and sword spirit implied heaven and heaven spirit at the time of battle, Ling Chuxi felt itchy.

Ever since pulling the cocoon and gradually uncovering his life experience, Ling Chuxi's desire for power became stronger and stronger.If he could really gather all the cruelty of the Cangyuan Sword as Huangfu said, he'll understand everything. The core of Jianyi, how strong should it be?

“The spirit of the Cangyuan sword is united, it must be awakened immediately, and then there will be an answer.” Huangfu Qing said after giving it some thought, and he reminded seriously, ”Chu Xi, Cangyuan's sword is called the ancient Anti-sword, which contains too much hatred and grievance before Cangyuan's senior death, everything goes according to nature, and cannot be forced. "

“I know, rest assured.” Ling Chuxi looked at Huangfu's worries, and felt warm. If it wasn't the sword spirit that appeared in time and arranged the ancient deeds with the sword god, I was afraid that his consciousness had disappeared and the soul was flying away.

"In addition, when the Cangyuan sword spirit was born, the great schools were afraid that they would hear the wind, and do not let anyone know about it. Otherwise, it will not only cause you, but also bring them the scourge of death." Rest assured, remind me.

Ling Chuxi nodded solemnly.

In the valley, the long sword slanted to the ground, emitting a faint cold light. However, Ling Chuxi clearly felt that this sword looked simple, but there was no longer any spirituality in the sword, because the sword spirit hidden in the sword had already arrived at the fallen dust sword, which was the only one that had ever been seen before, and the sword spirit the sword spirit became one.

A mountain breeze floated up, and the demon emperor and the others began to move gradually. The demon emperor had the strongest strength and woke up first, showing a puzzled look in his eyes.

Some people woke up one after another and stared at the sword, everyone's eyes were filled with hope, but at the same time they were also full of fear, and they were still worried about the scene now.

“You retreat far, if anything happens to me, Zhen Ye will inherit my position as demon emperor, and order all the beasts to continue our blood.” The demon emperor said for a long time, to Zhen Ye some people said.

After speaking, the demon emperor walked resolutely towards the sword, with heavy, but very firm steps.

"Saint master, don't do that!"

“Master, don't go!” Zhen Ye, several people exclaimed simultaneously.

"My wild beast demon family waited thousands of years, waiting for this moment today, missing this opportunity, I'm afraid we'll never have a chance" Yaohuang said.

"But ..." Zhen Ye wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the demon emperor.

“Remember, if I leave, train well, the hope of the beast will befall you.” After the demon emperor finished, he did not look back and walked forward quickly.

Zhen Ye and the several bodyguards knelt to the ground at the same time, with tears on their faces, and Xiaorou, a demon, cried. They had all learned the power of the sword, and could see that the journey of the demon emperor was determined to die.

When I first heard the last words of the demon emperor, Ling Chuxi wanted to laugh a little. This demon emperor was completely frightened by the Cangyuan sword. If you tell him that the sword spirit that has scared him to death in this sword has arrived. Among the fallen swords, I don't know what it's like.

But looking at the scene before him, Ling Chuxi could not laugh anymore, and suddenly recalled Mo Kongyuan, whether he was a monster or a human, or regardless of what monsters and monsters did thousands of years ago, but this for their own race of compassion is as touching and admirable as the decision to set aside at no cost.

With the determination to die from death, the demon emperor walked towards the sword.

Just then, a dazzling speck of light shone from the long sword, like the most shining starlight in the night sky.

The long sword made a trembling sound, and thousands of stars exploded, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

"Ding", that long sword, shattered by the sharp sound of gold, turned into countless tiny dots, and fell to the ground like dust. A light breeze blew past the mountains, and silver powder floated up.

The demon emperor was stunned, and Zhen Ye, who was crying, forgot her tears, opened her eyes, and was stunned.

The Cangyuan Sword was destroyed, and the Cangyuan Sword, which had been waiting for thousands of years to appear, shattered like this, turned into powder and disappeared with the wind. After waiting for thousands of years, that opportunity will be lost.

Looking at the scene before him, the demon emperor and the others were all confused, sad, lost, and desperate.

Only Ling Chuxi and Huangfu were in a calm mood, and the sword did not know how many years there was in the world. Even the already refined steel had to become rust, just because of the sword spirit of Cangyuan So when the sword spirit was lost, the sword became powder.

“Could my demonic beast die?” The demon emperor was stunned and fell to the ground, tears lying in the air.

“Senior demon king, Mr.” Zhen Ye several people came to the side of the demon emperor. Without the Cangyuan Sword, the demon emperor did not have to take any risks, and the hearts of some people ended up falling back.