After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

The evil sword spirit in the third-grade god realm is more difficult to deal with than the sword demon in the third-grade god realm.

One of these two attacks the body, the other attacks the consciousness. Xia Feng's cultivation has long been enough to break through to the realm of gods, but he is stuck by multiple avenues.

But his spiritual consciousness is still much weaker than the evil sword spirit of the third-grade god realm, and there is no divine technique that can carry out divine soul attacks.

Therefore, it was Xia Feng who used his willpower to carry the fight to the end with the Evil Sword Spirit.

The evil sword spirit let out a arrogant laugh: "Boy, stop struggling and submit to me obediently."

"I can give you stronger cultivation and a more powerful body, why do you want to resist me?"

"Anyway, the Heavenly Sword Avenue is also cultivated, and the Devil's Avenue is also cultivated. Boy, as long as you open your heart, there is no difference between the two."

"Even the Devil's Avenue is more powerful than those messy avenues."

Xia Feng's mind uncontrollably thought of how the Sword Demon was able to corrode all other avenues when he used the Devil's Avenue.

He tried hard to clear his mind of thoughts, not wanting to be manipulated any longer.

Xia Feng was a little worried that if he continued to think like this, he might become a puppet of the evil sword spirits, those sword demons without consciousness.

The evil sword spirit seemed to know what Xia Feng was thinking and continued to seduce him in his mind.

"No, those are just bodies with no talent. You are different from them."

"You are very talented. I can keep your sanity, I just want you to change your major."

Xia Feng's expression showed a bit of resistance and disgust, and he seemed to be very resistant to the evil sword spirit.

He didn't believe these nonsense from the Evil Sword Spirit.

Xia Feng mobilized the last remaining demonic power in his body, as if he wanted to cover it in his consciousness as a final layer of protection.

After the Evil Sword Spirit noticed the demonic power in Xia Feng's body, he thought it was successful in seducing him and relaxed for a moment.

In this moment, Xia Feng dragged the Evil Sword Spirit directly into the Dream Bead.

Originally, Xia Feng could only pull people into dreams who were sleeping, practicing, or willing.

Evil spirits like this Evil Sword Spirit, although they have no self-awareness and only have evil instincts, cannot be pulled into dreams from the outside.

But this evil sword spirit hidden in the hearts of gods and demons ran into Xia Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, and because he saw the demonic power in Xia Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, he thought that he had successfully devoured Xia Feng. Laxlax was caught by Xia Feng.

In the Dream Bead, Xia Feng is the omnipotent god.

The evil sword spirit looked at the strange environment around him and the strong divine power that made him hate it, his expression full of disgust and resistance.

"This is where?"

"Am I not in your sea of ​​consciousness?"

"Have you turned your consciousness upside down?"

"No, there is no sense of your knowledge here. Boy, how did you do it?"

A thick black mist appeared around its body, covering its naked, pitch-black body, as if it hated the surrounding atmosphere.

While it looked around the surrounding environment, it used the thick black mist to rush in the direction of Xia Feng.

"Stop struggling. No matter how hard you try, you can only become one with me in the end."

"No matter how many tricks you come up with..." The evil sword spirit was still shouting. Xia Feng sneered and waved a ball of divine power, directly restraining the evil sword spirit in place.

The evil sword spirit was stunned for a moment, and then struggled instantly. While struggling, he shouted: "You don't overestimate your own capabilities..."

Xia Feng moved his fingertips slightly, increasing the divine power that restrained the evil sword spirit: "You are the one who overestimates your own capabilities. Here, I am the almighty existence."

He controlled his divine power to condense into a huge palm, and directly pressed the evil sword spirit into the imitation sword pool.

There was still a little bit of the sword intent that Xia Feng intercepted in the sword pool. That thing made him feel very comfortable before. It must have been a bone-corrosive poison to the evil sword spirit.

Sure enough, the evil sword spirit started screaming crazily as soon as it fell into the sword pool.

"Ah! What is this? This is the sword pool of the first level! This is impossible!"

"The Holy Sword has been eroded by us, how could it get us to the first level!"

"This is an illusion, this must be an illusion!"

Xia Feng was slightly interested in what he said, and it seemed to have something to do with the Holy Sword.

He pulled the evil sword spirit out, as if he wanted to ask for some specific information, but after the evil sword spirit was tortured by the sword intent, the whole spirit became a little dazed.

No matter what Xia Feng asked, it looked confused and completely unable to answer Xia Feng's questions.

He frowned, moved a divine vein, and directly locked the evil sword spirit near the divine marrow.

This thing contains the strongest divine power. The evil sword spirit is very afraid of this kind of power, so it is most appropriate to lock it here.

Xia Feng still has a lot of things to do at the moment. He is planning to find Li Qingxue and the others after absorbing the demonic heart of the gods, and then carefully question the evil sword spirit about what they know.

The evil sword spirit is now in a terrible trance, and Xia Feng is also ready to let it calm down.

Anyway, in the Dream Bead, no matter how hard the evil sword spirit tried, it could not get out of Xia Feng's palm.

He glanced at the evil sword spirit again, and then brought the devil's heart directly into the dream bead.

This thing is a little troublesome. Although after the evil sword spirit came out, the demonic energy on the devil's heart has weakened a lot, Xia Feng is still a little worried about whether there will be other dangers inside.

There is a demonic avenue in his body, so he simply did not eliminate the demonic avenue inside, but planned to absorb it all.

Xia Feng looked around and sat directly into the sword pool.

After attacking the evil sword spirit, the previous sword intent increased a bit and became more mellow.

Xia Feng noticed that this sword intention seemed to be very inconsistent with the devil's path, so he prepared to absorb the devil's heart in the sword pool.

If something goes wrong, the sword intention in the sword pool can also prevent Xia Feng from being swallowed by the devil's avenue.

He closed his eyes, placed the crystal heart of the gods and demons on his forehead, and then began to absorb the great path contained in it.

A faint white mist emerged from the heart of the gods and demons, and entered Xia Feng's mind vaguely.

It was also mixed with strands of black demonic energy, mixed together and spreading into Xia Feng's body indistinguishably.

The bottleneck of the ninth level Martial God breaking through to the realm of gods is blocked in front of these mist, as if he does not want them to continue to fill Xia Feng's body.

When the mist touched the invisible shackles, Xia Feng couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. (End of chapter)