Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 381 Killing business is not killing people, killing life to protect life
If the Nine-Turn Golden Body is the foundation, Explosive Pill is the way to bring out the power of this foundation in a short period of time.

Before, neither the bhikkhuni nor the young monk could perceive Chen Ping'an. It was because he was preparing for the pill explosion, compressing the whole body's energy and blood to one point, reducing the limit of the whole person's sense of existence, and finally sublimated in this extreme compression, ignited Pill fire.

This is, Explosive Pill.

Chen Ping looked forward.

One by one, the bhikkhunis looked at him.

In this silent silence.

He moved.

Without warning, without preparation.

Just like the last second was a silent film, the next second is a holographic supernova explosion.

Chen Pingan crashed into the group of bhikkhunis.

These believers of the future Buddha thought about fighting at first, and they rushed to Chen Pingan one after another, using all their body organs to fight each other.

But, useless.

Chen Pingan gave up all defenses.

For him, fists are the best defense.

In the state of exploding alchemy, he only feels comfortable physically and mentally, and there is nothing more joyful than this moment.

The bhikkhuni headbutted.

The heads of these monsters are harder than ordinary alloys.

Chen Pingan turned his hand to his neck, bent his fingers, and suddenly stopped, like a moment of silence before a volcanic eruption, and then a shocking eruption, he knocked down.

The bhikkhuni staggered to the side abruptly, the neck showed an abnormal twist, the deformed head hung limply, and the pair of golden pupils gradually dimmed. It turned out that Chen Ping'an's finger directly smashed the bhikkhuni's body. spine.

More and more bhikkhunis flocked towards him.

Chen Ping glanced at it.

The alchemy in the eyes opened and shrank.

His whole body fit and rushed forward.

This scene is like a speedboat riding the wind and waves in the sea, raising high white waves.

And at this moment, these white waves are the bhikkhunis.

They were thrown high one by one.

No one can stop Chen Pingan's way forward.

But he is not Yuanyuan.

They said that the best defense is to attack, and they said that with a pair of fists, there is nothing to be afraid of, but at this time, Chen Ping'an is still only a flesh and blood body, and even dragons will die if they are killed, let alone him, Chen Ping'an.

The price of forcibly killing a bloody path among the bhikkhunis is that Chen Ping'an is soaked in blood. It is the blood of the bhikkhunis and his own blood. The two are mixed together. The blood of the bhikkhunis is highly corrosive and burns like sulfuric acid. Looking at his wound, the manifested Qi and blood fought against it, wearing away the highly corrosive blood. The two confronted each other, and a white mist rose up, which was lingering around Chen Pingan's body.

Behind him is an empty road, and the bhikkhunis are in disorder, like the wall erected by the mighty power of a god. The fanatics were killed on the spot.

The incompetent bhikkhuni rushed towards Chen Pingan. They stepped forward on the bones of the same kind, scrambling to stretch out their sharp claws forward, shaking saliva and unknown liquid, and greedily looking at the young warrior in front of him.

Chen Pingan stopped, raised his head, and looked at the young monk on the lotus platform of flesh and blood.

In spite of being bruised and bruised, his energy was still strong, like a burning fire, and nothing could ease it, let alone extinguish it.

The more you fight, the more crazy you become!

The bhikkhunis behind were approaching, but Chen Pingan lowered his head at this moment, whispering softly.

"Also, five breaths."

Rumble!
As soon as Chen Ping stepped on the ground, the cracked texture spread in all directions, and the smoke and dust raised up obscured the sight. The nuns rushed into the smoke and turned around randomly, but they couldn't find the human being.

This is also as it should be.

After all, Chen Ping'an was long gone.

The smoke and dust pervading here suddenly pierced upwards, forming a cone shape, and finally, Chen Pingan's figure was revealed.

He stretched out his hand to grab the edge of the lotus platform of flesh and blood, borrowed some force, and rolled over.

A vajra pestle smashed down his head and face.

Almost instinctively, or intuition in martial arts, Chen Pingan raised his arms horizontally, full of vitality and strength, and took this blow abruptly.

But no matter what, the future Buddha will exist in the same personality as the current Buddha, even if the two have obvious differences in positioning. The current Buddha focuses more on his own power, but the future Buddha can create many believers.

But caught off guard, Chen Pingan suffered this blow, and the damage was not low.

I saw Chen Pingan grunt, the arm blocking the vajra was abnormally skewed, it was obviously broken, and it was true, after all, Chen Pingan's martial arts were biased towards attacking, even if he rushed enough energy and blood in a hurry , the final defense effect can only be said to be better than nothing.

However, after blocking a block, Chen Pingan had a chance to breathe. He dodged to distance himself from the future Buddha, and glanced at the vajra held by the future Buddha. The mouthparts and irregularly moving eyes all prove that this thing is actually a living thing.

It's weird.

Chen Pingan and the young monk looked at each other. He stood there quietly, with a clean and detached aura, a touch of compassion in his fair face, and a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows. You have to call out, what a handsome monk.

It's a pity that you are a beautiful woman, but you can't be a thief.

Chen Pingan glanced at his broken arm, held it with his left hand, pulled it, moved it and lifted it again, and reset it in such an arrogant and unreasonable way.

The mixed races who watched the live broadcast couldn't help but subconsciously frowned. They felt pain just watching this scene, let alone the person involved?
It is said that it takes a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones, but this is a rapidly changing battlefield, so there is no time for Chen Pingan to recuperate slowly.

He exerted all his strength to penetrate up and down, and stimulated the qi and blood of the injured area. He didn't need to take a breath back and forth, it took less time than the blink of an eye, and it was done.

Chen Pingan moved his fingers, clenched his fists, and his frown eased slightly, it was all right.

The alchemy fire in the eyes flickered.At the moment when he and the future Buddha looked at each other.

Chen Pingan disappeared.

The figure of this person was completely lost in place.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of the young monk.

The method of explosive pill is to improve the speed, strength and reaction of the warrior in all aspects, so that every gesture can show eye-catching power.

Chen Pingan punched straight, and the bright red blood turned into a punch. The young monk blocked it with the vajra, only to hear a buzzing sound, like a Hong Zhong Da Lu, and each of them took a step back. In the next second, the two shook hard without fancy, you punched me and kicked, Chen Ping's punches turned into fists, kicks also had a bad wind, and within an inch, it was the monk opposite, he... The vajra was like a living thing. Not only was it hard, it even almost bit Chen Pingan several times. The dense rows of sharp teeth shone with a cold light, which made people's hairs stand on end just by looking at it.

Or feeling that the vajra is not enough, the monk flipped his left hand, and a purple gold bowl protruded from his sleeve.

If it really grows, this alms bowl looks good at first glance, it looks like a Buddha treasure, but if you look carefully, you will be surprised to find that this alms bowl is actually made of flesh and blood, with a ring of sharp teeth from the inside of the mouth. Come on, where is this alms bowl, it is clearly a huge mouthpart.

And the monk is not holding a vajra pestle and bowl, these two Buddha treasures are completely grown in his hands, connected with his flesh and blood, clearly a body organ.

The two came and went, fighting at an unimaginable speed, leaving only two afterimages in the air, and no one else could see their movements clearly.

The mixed races watching the live broadcast were still guessing how long it would take Chen Pingan to end the battle.

Sudden accident.

Perhaps it was the injury left by the vajra pestle before, but Chen Pingan's right hand was always a little sluggish, and it was obviously no more odd work than his left arm.

Even the mixed races who followed the battle through the live broadcast noticed this situation, let alone the future Buddha himself.

He took a good chance, shook the vajra forcefully, and opened the opening and closing room to gain a little opening. Then, the bowl in his left hand was slammed down, and it went straight to Chen Ping's injured right arm.

This is a trick that has been planned for a long time. All preparations are only for this moment, and the future Buddha will be sure.

Sure enough, as expected, Chen Pingan didn't have time to dodge at all, and his injured right arm couldn't make any unnecessary movements. After being captured by the future Buddha, the purple gold bowl bit Chen Pingan's right arm tightly, and a smear bloomed on the young future Buddha's face. Smiling, with a thought, the purple gold bowl sucked in suddenly, what was sucked was dragon's blood, it was extraordinary, and it was also strength.

But... Chen Ping's nine-turn golden body's first heavy strength is so pleasant.

The smile on the young monk's face was frozen there before it fully bloomed.

He only felt as if he had swallowed a big mouthful of magma. The scalding sensation burned the blood vessels, muscles and bones, and at the same time tormented his spirit. A great sense of crisis enveloped him, as if he would die in the next second. die.

Chen Pingan slightly raised his eyebrows, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but it was only a flash, even if he was not allowed to miss the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The purple golden bowl bit his right arm. Although Chen Ping's right arm was temporarily unable to use it, it also meant that the future Buddha's bowl could not move, and it was evened out.

But the future Buddha was injured because of absorbing Chen Ping's strength, how could Chen Ping let go of such a good opportunity, he swung his right hand suddenly, the special force made the right hand of the future Buddha numb, Chen Ping took the opportunity to go forward Pressing down, the alchemy in his eyes retracted and retracted, and the fist covered with scarlet fists slammed into the future Buddha's heart.

In an instant, this future Buddha with the appearance of a handsome monk was like a broken wicker, bent suddenly, vomited a mouthful of dark golden blood, paused for a second, and a big hole was opened in the back of his heart, The dark golden blood and the residue of internal organs splashed in a jet shape, which looked like a funnel or a vortex.

"No taboo: knowing."

Chen Ping lowered his head and said lightly.

"Teach me."

The young monk rested softly on Chen Ping'an's fist. He could feel the life force passing away from the body of the future Buddha. He opened his eyes blankly and stretched out his hand towards Chen Ping'an, as if he wanted to grab something, but he was powerless in the end. It hung down and swayed, like a broken pendulum, and stopped moving after a while.

Future Buddha's lips twitched twice, but he didn't say anything, and finally closed his eyes.

Chen Ping let out a breath.

He put the future Buddha aside, took off the flesh and blood bowl that was biting his right arm, and looked down. The sharp teeth, scales and flesh and blood made people frown.

Throwing it on the ground casually, Chen Pingan concentrated on treating the wound, but there was not enough time, the elder sister only gave ten breaths, and he only had two breaths left.

Chen Pingan wanted to deal with it simply, stop the bleeding first, and wait until the end of this operation.

Come on, two breaths.

Chen Ping looked in a certain direction if he had checked.

That is……

Chen Ping twisted his waist, turned around, turned his left hand into a palm, and took a picture like this.

Many mixed races before the live broadcast did not react.

Isn't the battle over?

What is this person doing?
Until they saw where Chen Ping's palm fell.

It was the future Buddha who wobbled up again and should have died.

The sharp-eyed hybrid also discovered that the hole in the future Buddha's heart is growing granulation at a speed visible to the naked eye, which is a manifestation of self-healing.

This is not dead!
Before the mixed races were amazed by the vitality of the future Buddha, Chen Ping'an's palm had already arrived.

It's really a shame.

This palm was directly printed on the face of the future Buddha.

Chen Ping'an stared at him like a King Kong.

From the shoulders to the arms and then the palms, the muscles undulated like waves. Chen Pingan snorted, and firmly pinched the future Buddha's face with his five fingers. He raised his arms slightly, and then pressed them down.

Boom!

From the perspective of the live broadcast, there is a big crater in place, and the center of the crater is Chen Pingan and his future Buddha.

Chen Pingan knelt down on one knee, pressed down hard with one hand, and forced the future Buddha into the fleshy lotus platform. He lifted it up again, pinched the future Buddha's face like a dead dog, glanced at it, and pressed it again He pressed down hard.

Lift it up, push it down, lift it up, push it down, lift it up, push it down again.

Chen Pingan seemed to be transformed into a tireless machine, repeating the same movements again and again.

Before the live broadcast, the mixed races were silent for a long time. Yes, that’s right. Compared with Senior Sister Yuanyuan, Chen Ping’an’s battle was not so chic, not so good-looking, and he was even a bit embarrassed when he was soaked in blood, but you have to admit, The shock that Chen Ping's battle brought to people was no less than Yuanyuan's.

Even more shocking.

They don't know how many blows Chen Ping hit, no one has the thought to calculate these details, all of their minds are immersed in Chen Ping's wild power, Yuanyuan's sword is certainly brilliant and dazzling Fantastic, but Chen Pingan's battle gave people a different kind of shock.

Until the end, the future Buddha in Chen Pingan's hands could no longer see the specific human form, only a mass of rotten flesh remained.

Chen Ping stared at it deeply.

Wait a moment.

He looked in all directions suspiciously.

Time is up.

But it always felt like something was missing.

But what is missing?

Chen Pingan was thinking, with his head lowered, his eyes fell on the lotus platform of flesh and blood, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Yes.

He heard Yuanyuan's voice ringing in his ears.

she says.

"Last breath."

"enough."

Chen Pingan threw away the rotten monk.

Turn to look at the real future Buddha.

In other words, the flesh and blood lotus platform.

The body of the future Buddha is not the young monk.

In fact, that monk, like the bhikkhunis, is a derivative of the future Buddha.

And the body of the future Buddha is exactly this lotus platform of flesh and blood.

Chen Pingan was no stranger to this. He had heard that his teacher liked to play a computer game called StarCraft. Out of respect for Lu Mingfei, Chen Pingan also found StarCraft to play for a while.

Now this flesh and blood lotus platform feels like a Zerg brood in the interstellar world.

And if he wants to destroy this thing, he is not, there is no way.

Chen Pingan raised his fists high, and slammed them down like an ancient Titan attacking the gods.

The pill fire in his eyes burned violently, filling all his eyes, and the boiling fighting intent wanted to poke a hole in the sky.

So……

"Smash me!"

Using double fists instead of double hammers, this smash shocked Shi Potian!
The lotus platform of flesh and blood actually let out a sharp whistling like a baby crying.

Right at the place where Chen Ping hit it, scarlet blood-like liquid gushed out like a fountain, from the top all the way down, criss-cross lines like thunder branches spread continuously, and then spread in all directions.

This is a scene like a landslide.

In this landslide, Chen Pingan fell down like a rag bag, and finally fell to the ground, bounced, Gululu rolled sideways for a while, and stopped after hitting a huge piece of flesh and blood.

For a moment, the mixed races who watched all this through the live broadcast thought that Chen Ping'an was dead.

But his eyes blinked.

Proof that he is still alive.

Chen Ping tried his best to open his eyelids. The world he saw was dark red, which was caused by retinal congestion.

There was no strength in his whole body, his blood was exhausted, and he had no strength at all. This was the most difficult moment in his life.

Between life and death.

Chen Ping twitched his lips.

He wants to cough.

But he didn't even have the energy to cough.

Chen Pingan slowly closed his eyes.

He saw that the bhikkhunis around him had turned into gray flesh and lost all signs of life. After the death of the future Buddha, these monsters born of the future Buddha also came to the end of their sad lives.

"For now...it's safe."

This was the last clear thought in Chen Ping's mind.

Then he fell into a long dark silence.

Half asleep, half awake, confused.

In fact, Chen Pingan is no stranger to such a state.

To practice the Nine Turns Golden Body, one must go through the concept of life and death, go through life and death once, break and stand again, and then break and stand again, only in this way can success be achieved.

He has cultivated the first level of the nine-turn golden body, and he has broken it nine times and then stood up. If he wants to go back, unless he is promoted to an inhuman, there is no possibility at all.

Breaking through this barrier will stump him.

But now, by chance, Chen Pingan once again broke himself completely, thus walking towards the second stage of the nine-turn golden body.

It's just that for him, this kind of opportunity really doesn't know whether it's good or bad.

It is broken and then erected, and then broken and then erected. Although Chen Pingan completely broke himself, whether he can stand up is still a matter of debate.

Lu Mingfei's face was solemn, and he looked deeply at the young man in the live broadcast who was exhausted.

He hates this feeling.

But you have to get used to it.

Perhaps this is the helplessness of being a teacher.

The path chosen by the students must be left to them to walk. No matter how worried Lu Mingfei is, he cannot take their place.

Just like Chen Pingan at this moment, when he chose Nine Turns Gold to die, the future is doomed to nine deaths, or even ten deaths.

Lu Mingfei could do nothing but look at him and trust him.

But with the cultivation base of body training, forcibly cultivating the second-level nine-turn golden body, Chen Pingan and he...

Lu Mingfei frowned.

Can it really be done?

No matter what, it has to be done.

Chen Ping'an has already started, this is a road with no return, so, you must be able to do it.

Lu Mingfei said in his heart.

Don't let me down, Ping An.

At this moment, Chen Pingan attracted the attention of countless mixed races.

After all, he is not Yuanyuan, the elder sister can deal with the current Buddha lightly, but Chen Pingan has to pay the price of almost death.

However, Chen Ping's previous battle still left a deep impression on the mixed races.

Thinking about it now, they suddenly discovered that the flaw in Chen Pingan's injured right arm at that time should have been deliberately sold to the Future Buddha, so as to open up the situation at the price, and only then could the battle be ended in a short time.

And at the end, the earth-shattering smash of the flesh and blood lotus platform, the body of the future Buddha, is even more unforgettable.

So, such a young man.

Are you going to die here today?

In the hearts of the mixed-races, there was a sense of tragedy of a hero's end.

Unspeakable emotions echoed here.

It wasn't just the mixed races who were watching the live broadcast who turned their attention to where Chen Pingan was.

Also, round.

The elder sister of Kyushu stands in the void, her eyes seem to be able to pass through the nine-story pagoda, pass through the underground shelter, and finally look at Chen Pingan, who is exhausted in the palace complex.

"Last breath."

she says.

"arrive."

This was the only voice in the live broadcast, which naturally attracted the attention of the mixed races.

Such doubts inevitably arose in their hearts.

What last breath?What is it again?
In such confusion, Yuanyuan drew out her sword.

Draw an arc flatly.

There is no sword light, no vision.

The mixed races who saw this scene were even more strange.

This seems to be the first time Yuanyuan has used her sword since Shijie.

Is it only... to this extent?

The previous momentum was so great, and it was an understatement to deal with the current Buddha, and it was a countdown of ten breaths. The mixed races were all looking forward to what kind of scene Yuanyuan would really draw the sword.

But...is that all?

Probably the only person who understands it is Lu Mingfei.

He laughed out loud, and the sadness that he had been infected by worrying about Chen Pingan before was also swept away.

"very good."

Lu Mingfei recited it for no reason.

"Killing karma is not killing people, killing is protecting life."

"good."

It was at the moment when Lu Mingfei had just finished speaking.

Changes happen.

"what is that!"

"A firefly?"

"How could there be fireflies underground!"

A few scattered comments drifted by.

But more people completely ignore these comments, and their attention is focused on the live broadcast.

Right after Yuanyuan slashed out with that unremarkable sword.

The whole screen lights up.

That is the dots of light, from under the nine-story pagoda where the Buddha is now, from the walls and foundations of the nine-story pagoda, and from the palace complex above the nine-story pagoda.

Light like a blue firefly.

Hazy, like a dream.

Not only the mixed race, but Su Xiaoqiang, Chen Jiumo, Wang Chao, and all warriors belonging to Kyushu in the Nine-story Pagoda saw them all.

Su Xiaoqiang stared blankly at the girl's corpse in his arms, and many orchid light spots like fireflies flew out of it, surrounding her, vaguely forming the image of a girl.

Su Xiaoqiang felt something in his heart, and he understood something in a trance.

She held her breath, stretched out her hand, and cautiously reached out to the girl.

However, it passed through.

Su Xiaoqiang sighed regretfully.

What Chen Jiumo saw was even grander.

From the countless limbs of the corpses, there are also innumerable blue spots of light.

They form an ocean of light.

Chen Jiumo is in this ocean of light, which is clearly the orchid light, which represents the cold color, but in his feeling, it is so warm.

He stretched out his hand and watched the dots of light pass through his palm.

"You are……"

The walls and foundations of the nine-storey pagoda are all girls of living piles.

And at this moment, these girls are emitting faint blue spots of light.

The same is true for the floor where the mixed-races are held, and the corpse of the girl in the prison also emits orchid spots of light.

The palace complex, the main hall where Chen Pingan fought with the future Buddha.

After Yuanyuan swung that unremarkable sword, there was also a change here.

Countless orchid light spots drilled out of the bodies of the nuns.

They gathered together and danced around the remains of the flesh and blood lotus platform, until at a certain moment, the hall suddenly lit up, like a sun rising, and day came here.

It was actually a majestic orchid light spot flying out of the flesh and blood lotus platform.

They are like golden birds that have escaped from the cage, and they are like deer returning to the forest, running around happily and flying as they please.

Finally, they found Chen Pingan.

As if they had self-awareness, the dots carefully tried to get close to Chen Pingan, but when they were still some distance away from Chen Pingan, they were pulled back by an invisible force. They went around in circles, helpless.

Both the Hunter website and the Night Watch forum were Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and soon, people on both sides gave extremely close guesses.

These orchid light spots are all spirits.

Living zero.

Anyone who knows something about the mixed-race society knows that there is a substance called the soul in this world. In alchemy, living spirits are also public knowledge. After the previous living piles appeared, the mixed-races can see from it In fact, there are far more information than Kyushu warriors.

The use of living piles in shelters is not just out of superstition, there are more practical considerations.

Explained by the knowledge of alchemy, the living pile of the Nine-Stories Pagoda is a very powerful alchemical matrix, a matrix composed entirely of living creatures, the specific effect is unknown, and if a simple judgment is made based on the current information, it should be protection and concealment. .

Not only the concealment in physics, but also the concealment in mysticism.

This would also explain why the shelter seemed so leaky, as if there were no protection measures.

Some refuges use the man-made Nibelungen plan to create a small world, that is, Nibelungen, and then put the refuge in it, hoping to survive the end of the world.

And this refuge on the roof of the world, based on the principle of not putting all eggs in the same basket, the managers here did not choose the man-made Nibelungen plan, but adopted the plan of the living alchemy matrix.

That is, the nine-story pagoda that is now presented to all mixed races.

The living pile is a very cruel alchemy technique. The living beings here will live forever and cannot be reborn forever. All their pain and resentment will become the nourishment for the operation of the matrix. The suffering seems to never end, unless their last bit of value is also squeezed out. Make a complete empty shell.

If there is anything in this world that is more cruel than death, then the living pile must be one of them.

Such a huge alchemy matrix, unless it is a master alchemist at the level of Vice President Kassel, it is impossible for others to unravel it.

Even if it is the vice-principal, if you add a condition that you can't harm these living beings as a premise, if you want to solve it, you don't know how long it will take.

In the words of the vice principal, this is a miracle.

And now, Yuanyuan is accomplishing this miracle.

In fact, the half-breeds were right about one guess.

That is, in the face of the current Buddha, Yuanyuan doesn't need to understand at all.

She is different from Chen Pingan, and even different from Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei can show great strength in body training. That is because of Yan Luo and the bronze mask. It was almost at the realm above Waigang.

Yuanyuan gained inhuman powers during her body training, and she used a method that only she could practice.

The world in Yuanyuan's eyes is different from everyone else's.

One by one, blue souls are floating in the sky and the earth. They have manifested, but all manifested are points of light.

The previous sword was for awakening the spirit.

Awaken all the spirits above and below the nine-storey pagoda.

This huge alchemy matrix is ​​not limited to the nine-story pagoda. In fact, the nine-story pagoda is probably just the hub of the matrix. It has buried the most living piles and detained the most living beings.

But the palace complex above the stupa and the caves below the stupa are all part of this alchemy matrix.

Just like the relationship between past Buddha, present Buddha and future Buddha.

The nine-story pagoda and the above-ground and underground buildings together constitute this incredible matrix.

The reason why Yuanyuan started to understand has nothing to do with the current Buddha.

Instead, he wants to save these girls who have turned into living creatures with the Tongtian Sword that was first unraveled.

It was exactly what Lu Mingfei said.

Killing karma is not killing people, killing is to protect life.

Yuanyuan remembered Mingming's words.

"Swordsman, a soldier who kills, but the word kill has too many mysteries."

"I can kill life, I can kill, I can kill cause and effect, and I can kill existence."

Saying this, the man chuckled.

Endless free and easy and unruly.

"To put it bluntly, it's nothing more than, as you like."

Sometimes Yuanyuan is also curious, she doesn't know what's wrong with her, why she can hear other people's words.

It's just that the thin back figure is so familiar and close, Yuanyuan always feels that the other party will not hurt her, and she believes so.

Moreover, Yuanyuan also learned a lot from him.

Like, for example, this.

A sword that kills also kills.

Yuanyuan was thinking like this, she looked at the thread that locked the girl's living spirit and the nine-story pagoda all over the sky, and swung her sword again.

In the eyes of others, it is also an ordinary sword.

But in Yuanyuan's eyes, this sword turned into thousands of sword lights.

Cut off the chains that lock the girl spirits one by one.

In just an instant, all the living beings in the sky suddenly came alive.

The pained and tormented expressions on their faces gradually faded away, replaced by ease.

This is, the second sword.

(End of this chapter)