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Chapter 551: Fusion of swords into shadows, gods and demons become one

When the magic sword was born, it absorbed the grievances of the soldiers of the Jiang Kingdom who died in the battle, led by Long Yang. After its birth, the sword Qi stirred up and massacred the soldiers of the Yang Kingdom who came to attack the Jiang Kingdom.

Thousands of resentful souls attack the demon sword, giving it the power to slaughter the city. Without the assistance of the sword spirit Nightshade, if you want to wield the demon sword, you have to rely on your own strength to forcibly subdue the evil spirit of resentment on the sword.

Hu Xiuwu held his sword across his chest. In his eyes, the demon sword was crawling with black energy mixed with blood. Heiqi is vicious and always tries to invade Hu Xiuwu's body from the hand holding the sword, staining the soul of the sword holder, causing him to become mentally corrupted and gradually become a member of the Sword Evil.

Nightshade was a little anxious, and even her confusion was temporarily forgotten, and she was a little angry at Hu Xiuwu's nonsense, but her upbringing made her voice still sound like a coquettish one:

"You are still talking nonsense! You are about to be eroded by the evil spirit of the demon sword about controlling the demon sword. Why don't you put down the demon sword quickly?"

As a demon sword spirit, Long Kui can certainly sense the movements of the magic sword. However, because Long Kui is not good at fighting, she has been trapped in the magic sword for so many years. She has developed a courageous and courageous personality that can protect her. Red sunflower.

The two spirits equally shared the control of the magic sword. Nightshade was always bullied by the magic sword because she was too kind. She was like a junior high school girl holding a naughty large dog. It seemed that the reins were in her hands, but why? If we leave, the party with greater strength and temper will have the final say.

The magic sword bullied Solanum Kui because she was usually weak-tempered, so she ignored her orders.

However, Hong Kui has a hot temper, but she can temporarily suppress the instinct of the magic sword, and even borrow the power of the magic sword. Only when Nightshade and Hong Kui reach an agreement can they fully master the magic sword.

Hong Kui only cares about Nightshade and Long Yang, and will definitely not care about Hu Xiuwu. She only relies on Nightshade. Even if she shouts to break her throat, the magic sword will still play with herself. This mad dog sword is now biting Hu Xiuwu's hand without letting go. It is obvious that he likes Hu Xiuwu, the new sword holder.

I like him so much that I want to become one with him.

Even with Hongkui and Nightshade, Sedum had absorbed a lot of energy from the magic sword. If it weren't for his deep foundation and the lingering charm of a god, Xu Changqing later taught him the Shushan Mental Technique, allowing him to make up for the loss. Essence, otherwise he wouldn't be able to use the magic sword for a long time.

Hu Xiuwu maintained a state of heightened desire, with only a little aura left. He sat high on the spiritual platform, forgetting his emotions, and looked down at the changes in the human body and the heaven and earth.

Hearing Nightshade's concern, he still had the energy to comfort her:

"I just want to integrate the magic sword into my body, and the gods and demons become one, but I don't know who is dominant."

Nightshade's face was full of questions: "What are you going to do?"

What should I do if the magic sword is integrated into my body?

Me, am I going to be swallowed up by you?

Nightshade thought in a panic.

The demonic sword unscrupulously infected Hu Xiuwu with evil energy, greedily devouring Hu Xiuwu's essence, without paying any attention to the fact that while it was dyeing Hu Xiuwu black, Hu Xiuwu was also washing it with the Qi containing his own will.

The evil dog was attracted into the dark room!

"Suck it, suck it. If you suck it from me, give it back to me."

Hu Xiuwu smiled with a smile on his face, as if he didn't realize it, and there was blood in his eyes.

The magic sword buzzed incessantly and even more happily. This was the first time he had met a sword wielder who was so powerful, so persistent, and so open-minded. He was really excited.

The nightshade sword and the people can't be dealt with, and Hongkui is too lazy to deal with these two characters.

Nightshade could only watch helplessly as people and swords mingled with each other, clutching her chest and gasping for breath.

Hu Xiuwu stood up straight, and the shadow under his feet connected to Nightshade: "I will give you the reward and apology first. I'm afraid I won't have the energy after a while."

Taking a step back to the right, Hu Xiuwu moved away from Nightshade, and most of his shadow also moved away from Nightshade.

But a small part of the fragments actually went against nature and remained embedded in the body of Nightshade.

As we all know, ghosts have no shadows, and their shadows move with them. How can there be a shadow without a body?

But Hu Xiuwu's shadow remained at Solanum Solanum's feet, and like pouring ink, it spread rapidly from one piece to the other, reflecting Solanum Solanum's shadow.

So far, Nightshade has its own shadow. Form and shadow follow each other. How can there be a shadow without a body?

Nightshade held her face in her hands in surprise, feeling the touch of her fingers and the warmth of her face again for the first time in a thousand years.

The slightly cold feeling made her extremely excited:

"I have a body again."

"Yes, we have bodies."

A pair of slender hands stretched out from behind Nightshade and embraced her.

Nightshade said in surprise: "You, you came out too!"

When Hu Xiuwu took the divine fruit, not only did his energy greatly increase, but he also realized the method of mediating nature and reversing yin and yang.

Shaping the body with the shadow of nightshade is just a wonderful way to mediate nature.

I don't know how long it lasted, but the demonic sword's evil spirit had dyed half of Hu Xiuwu's soul with its own color, and Hu Xiuwu's face turned pale. With his connivance, the demonic sword absorbed most of the essence in his body, and even Hu Xiuwu's body became pale. Xiu Wu even shared a little bit of his innate energy.

The magic sword rarely absorbed enough energy, and even the movements that infected Hu Xiuwu slowed down. If it were a python dragon, it should be paralyzed on the ground at this moment, taking a nap lazily.

Hu Xiuwu noticed that the movement of the magic sword slowed down.

"I am full?"

On Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Yuanshen, who was watching the vicious tide of the evil sea, showed a kind smile:

"Then it's my turn!"

Hu Xiuwu grasped the hilt of the sword with his other hand, and in turn pinched the magic sword to prevent it from escaping, like a general holding down an arrogant Teddy in heat.

Before he could figure out the situation of the overstretched magic sword, Hu Xiuwu thrust it into the shadow under his feet.

The shadow flow moves in counterattack, like a swamp adsorbing and climbing up the sword body, continuously upward, containing the entire sword body in the shadow flow, followed by the sword grid and the sword hilt, until it submerges the sword tang.

In the end, the entire sword was swallowed by Hu Xiuwu's shadow.

Since the magic sword itself contains a large amount of essence that has been branded by Hu Xiuwu, no matter how strong the fortress is, if there are loopholes inside, it will fall.

The essence carrying Hu Xiuwu's will attacked his shadow internally and externally. The demon sword was unable to withstand it and buzzed for help.

But the sword spirit was in ruins, still immersed in the joy of regaining the body, and was indifferent to Hu Xiuwu's action of forcibly washing away the instinct of the magic sword.

In the end, the magic sword could only be blended into Hu Xiuwu's shadow, merging with the shadow like a black egg.

Not long after, a sharp light split out of the egg.

Standing tall on the sky, holding a three-pointed two-edged spear, and wearing bright silver and light armor, the three-eyed God of War was born from the shadow.

It is majestic and majestic, and its sword is dazzling.

Hu Xiuwu's clear light of the true spirit fell into the shadow and chanted:

"The sword is bone, the body is shadow, and the heart is like glass."

"A clear mind controls the demonic body, and evil spirit leads to the right path."

Qingyuan Martial God, one of Hu Xiuwu’s three bodies,

Emerged from the shadow of the sword.

(End of this chapter)