Run into the world

Chapter 589 Hairpin for Wife

"Yes, this is only logical. Nothing in the world is made out of nothing." Duanmuxiang glanced at Deng Yin meaningfully, "Remove the halo, you are just an ordinary disciple of the Emei Sect. Seniority and strength cannot be compared. Equal sign, I can roughly guess your strength from the level of Master Changmei. I'm afraid you won't be able to get something like a sea of ​​blood. If nothing else, you have to collect just those tens of millions of souls. A few years. And if there is a large-scale death event, neither the Sun Moon Empire nor the world of immortality will be unaware of it. Therefore, you blood monsters must have other sources, so... where did you get it from? Something?"

Deng Yin's expression was flustered for a moment. He didn't expect that his true identity could be found out so easily by the enemy. But soon, Deng Yin regained his composure and hummed: "What can I do if I know? You can't do any harm to me!"

Duan Muxiang raised her eyebrows and said amusedly: "My dear, you are confident, so could this be some kind of spiritual root of heaven and earth?"

Deng Yin did not reply, but Duan Muxiang started chatting with Ziqing Baojian on her own, "How about I make a scabbard for you? After all, you will look handsome when you are walking around the world carrying a sword."

The purple-green sword was noncommittal. Duanmuxiang looked up at the tree in the balloon again. As for Deng Yin outside, he was completely ignored.

This undoubtedly made Deng Yin feel hugely humiliated. He roared furiously, opened his hands, and countless flying sword magic weapons appeared densely in the sky. In the blink of an eye, they covered everything in sight, and even almost reached the sea of ​​​​blood that had just covered the sky. .

Duan Muxiang looked at him in surprise, "Can you control the flying sword magic weapon of those monks by controlling the blood demon? Well, it seems quite tricky."

Duan Muxiang's words were naturally heard by Li Yingqiong and Zhou Qingyun below. The two women immediately flew out, with the purple and green ropes in their hands flashing with purple and cyan light. It seemed that if they disagreed, they would use both swords to help Duan Muxiang resist. Attacks from countless flying swords and magic weapons.

Duan Muxiang glared, "Don't get in the way, go back."

Sure enough, in the next second, the magic weapon that sprayed thunder and fire dyed the tornado barrier in dazzling colors. The magic weapon with the means of reflecting light, rocks, black ice, etc. also began to work one after another, making the barrier colorful and crumbling.

Deng Yin felt at ease, and then took out all his flying sword magic weapons. These were all captured. Among them were flying swords from ordinary disciples of various sects, exquisite items from elders and even heads of various sects, and more. Some of them are valuable treasures left behind by Master Changmei before he ascended to heaven.

But at this moment, Deng Yin threw them all out without reservation. Even Duanmuxiang, who was well-informed, was shocked to see so many flying sword magic weapons at this time.

Yes, it should have worked. The sense of crisis has actually slowed down, which shows that this is a useful method.

The colorful lights in the sky suddenly revealed their ferocious sharpness, turning into streams of light and throwing themselves into the tornado barrier. Their original sprint speed slowed down visibly to the naked eye.

Deng Yin gritted his teeth in hatred. The other party told you clearly what kind of trick he had done, but you couldn't notice it and even asked you to wait. It was outrageous!
He wanted to make amends, but how?

"Humph, it's a trick."

Deng Yin laughed loudly, "Do you think a mere wind barrier can stop my attack?"

Duan Muxiang folded his arms and floated quietly in the middle of the tornado barrier but didn't seem to be moving at all, and even closed his eyes.

The two women below were stamping their feet anxiously. Li Yingqiong knew his strengths and weaknesses. He didn't seem to have the character to sit back and wait for death, right?
But Deng Yin's feelings towards Duan Muxiang at this time were completely opposite to those of the two women. A vague sense of crisis became stronger and stronger, and finally it even reached the point where his scalp was numb.

Duan Muxiang frowned and scratched the back of his head a little irritably, as if this action really had an impact on him. Seeing this, Deng Yin tightened his actions. Although he didn't understand, it seemed to be working.

This scene made Deng Yin very unhappy, as if he was despised.

Deng Yin didn't respond to Duan Muxiang's sudden emotion. He just tightened his control and wanted countless flying swords to tear Duan Muxiang into pieces. However, the next second, he panicked.

Of course, an ordinary tornado barrier cannot stop these flying sword magic weapons, but if it is a barrier with the true meaning of wind, it will not be so easy to break through.

"Good guys, no wonder you cultivators have experienced heavenly calamities when you ascend one by one. Look at how far you have plundered the spiritual energy of this world."

Duan Muxiang almost didn't laugh. This guy who uses the souls of dead people to control flying swords and magic weapons is really making magic happen. However, he didn't make any rebuttal, he just floated so quietly, looking unhurried and waiting quietly.

"what have you done?"

Deng Yin could only grit his teeth and continue to control the flying sword magic weapons in the sky to intensify his attack. The flying swords that were originally flying very fast made him control them like a meteor shower.

"Hey, you discovered it before the attack happened? Otherwise, this master's mental state is enviable!" Duan Muxiang said cheerfully, but quickly corrected: "Don't worry, and It’ll be fine soon.”

However, Deng Yin is not in a hurry. Not all flying sword magic weapons have such a straightforward attack method. There are also many functions and special effects that are quite strange.

With a wave of his hand, the strong wind suddenly rose, blowing the two women back to the ground and forming a tornado barrier around them.

In addition to the flying sword magic weapons he just took out, he was losing control of the flying sword magic weapons piece by piece.

No, strictly speaking, he did not control these flying sword magic weapons, but he only controlled the souls of those monks. Now I can see that the soul is still there, but the soul itself has lost the magic weapon Flying Sword.

"you……"

All Deng Yin's words came to an abrupt end. His body was so shocked that he lost control. Countless flying swords and magic weapons remained in an offensive posture but stopped in mid-air without moving.

The tornado barrier in the sky also stopped. Duan Muxiang reached out and picked out a hosta from those magic weapons. It was exquisite and beautiful, and it had colorful brilliance shining even if it was not moved.

This hairpin is the magic weapon left by Changmei Master to his later disciples. The Ningbi hairpin is also called Lingcuifeng. It was originally a green coral deep in the Xingxiu Sea. It can be large or small. It contains the two rites and five elements and other true meanings, and among them There is also the elemental magnetic aura that can absorb flying swords and has a restraining effect on most flying swords made of metal materials.

Legend has it that Master Changmei relied on this magic weapon to surrender the Purple and Green Swords. However, the owner of the magic weapon had become an innocent soul in the sea of ​​​​blood in the previous battle, and is now an ownerless thing.

However, Duan Muxiang did not stuff the Ningbi Hairpin into his arms because of this, but because it was indeed very beautiful. He planned to take it back and give it to his wife. Ah, he is such a good man! Deng Yin was completely panicked. He felt that more and more flying sword magic weapons were out of control and floating in the air, even the ones he had summoned just now were no exception.

"Don't try. You indirectly control these magical flying swords by controlling your soul. And I... I directly refined them and recognized their masters and then controlled them. Phew, it really took a lot of energy on my part."

Duanmuxiang wiped his forehead in a serious manner, then shook his finger, and all the flying swords and magic weapons in the sky turned and pointed at Deng Yin.

Deng Yin's head was buzzing with melon seeds, and his whole body felt bad. Refining it again? Are you kidding me? Refining a flying sword magic weapon requires a long time of energy, and weapon refining has always been a profound knowledge. Just learning it takes many years, and refining a flying sword magic weapon is even more difficult. Due to mental torture, some people who value treasures as much as their lives will directly commit suicide once the magic treasure is destroyed.

How can you refine the enemy's weapons on the battlefield like you, and also refine a large piece of them in one go?
It was difficult for Duan Muxiang to explain to him the value of the Divine Machine and the Hundred Refinements, which meant that the world was different. Otherwise, people who knew the Divine Machine and the Hundred Refinements would definitely be admired by countless people here.

In fact, Duan Muxiang has been thinking of countermeasures since he saw the flying sword magic weapons all over the sky. After all, he came from a poor life. If he just took out the golden scale scissors and cut them randomly, he could break the situation, but there are so many What a waste of a good thing. The key is that the beautiful hairpin just now is gone too?

So Duanmuxiang used Wind Barrier to defend against attacks, and to use the wind as tentacles to perform the Divine Machine Hundred Refining, re-refining all the magic weapons to seize the right to use them.

In fact, if the masters of those magic weapons were still there, they would surely be able to react and send Qi into the magic weapons to restrain them. But it is a pity that at this time, those souls have lost their autonomy, and Deng Yin said on the surface that he could control those souls, but he didn't. There is no way to feel the pain of the soul, so in Duanmuxiang's eyes, these magic weapons are actually no different from ownerless things.

So since it was an ownerless thing, why didn't he take it?
Deng Yin was visibly panicked. He looked up and looked at the sea of ​​blood in the balloon. Ninety-nine percent of his abilities were based on the sea of ​​blood. If he wanted to defeat the opponent now, he would definitely not be able to defeat the opponent with just one clone. But the problem However, if he returns to his true form, he really has no confidence in breaking through this small balloon-like world.

Duan Muxiang looked at him happily and mocked: "You're so anxious, you're sweating profusely, brother! How are you going to deal with it next? Are you going to take out the paper shredder in a rage and incompetence?"

Deng Yin obviously didn't know what this was, but he understood that there seemed to be no other way at this time.

Thinking of this, Deng Yin turned around and shot towards the balloon. Duanmuxiang had no intention of stopping it. After all, it was just a clone. So what if he killed it? He was not sure whether a few more Deng Yins would pop up from the sea of ​​blood. After all, Duan Muxiang didn't understand how the blood nerves worked.

In addition, the World-Destroying Black Lotus did not appear, and Duanmuxiang was still unsure whether it was in the hands of Deng Yin or Chi You Zhanyi.

Some people may say that it's okay to just rush through it, but that's not what happened. He had to consider whether the other party would sacrifice his life to take advantage of the inheritance of the World-Destroying Black Lotus.

If they really hide the World-Destroying Black Lotus and play a trick of 'waiting for the destined person', then it will be his turn. Firstly, without luck and merit, the World-Destroying Black Lotus cannot be counted. Secondly, he is in this illusion. The time inside is limited.

Does he want to leave this threat to future generations? Leaving the world with the hidden danger of a world-destroying demon king?
So Duanmuxiang let Deng Yin go back. Seeing Deng Yin blending into the weird fruit tree, he felt a lot more at ease.

Hiss!

Sharp screams began to echo and go crazy inside the balloon, and then ripples actually appeared on the surface of the ball.

Duan Muxiang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "Relying on high-frequency battle to tear apart the space? It seems that the theory seems very possible, but I can tell you clearly that it is nonsense. There are more meanings in my little world. one."

Almost as soon as Duan Muxiang finished speaking, the ripples calmed down, and the weird fruit tree finally calmed down after a round of crazy whipping.

Duan Muxiang looked at him from outside the balloon, "Why don't you use the World-Destroying Black Lotus? Then I will kill you!"

The sea of ​​blood was churning violently, but it was just churning. Duanmuxiang was a little disappointed when he saw this. He really didn't want to see Chi You use the World-Destroying Black Lotus with fighting intent. After all, the same thing would definitely have different effects when used by different people. Chi You's fighting spirit is definitely more difficult to deal with than the Youquan Blood Demon.

He reached out and took out the gold-scaled scissors and cut at the balloon.

Seeing this, Deng Yin in the balloon hurriedly escaped and wanted to hide in the sea of ​​blood. Unfortunately, in Duanmuxiang's small world, he was completely locked. How could he escape?

The golden-scaled scissors poked directly and instantly touched the trunk of the fruit tree.

Surprisingly, Duanmuxiang actually felt a sense of sluggishness!

"I'll go! Is this really some kind of spiritual root of heaven and earth? I didn't even feel any stagnation when I cut the lamp!"

Duan Muxiang's expression was strange, but he was merciless in his attack. The strength of the energy transmission surged wildly, and the golden-scaled scissors started to shine on the fruit tree.

Puffs of blood were seen gushing out from the tree trunk. Deng Yin screamed in pain, which soon turned into a shameless plea for mercy. However, no matter how hard he surrendered, Duan Muxiang still cut firmly to the end.

It took him two full minutes to cut the fruit tree in half with the golden-scaled scissors.

The sea of ​​​​blood collapsed, and the fruit trees withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the withering spread to the branches and was about to infect the fruits, the fruits actually broke away from the branches and fell to the ground, and then turned into fist-sized blood demons that were obviously not yet mature.

Duan Muxiang really couldn't figure out what kind of spiritual root this was and whether it had any special function, so he simply didn't care. He was a very tolerant person.

Nanming took out the Lihuo Sword and activated Lihuo to start burning the sea of ​​blood in the small world.

This was undoubtedly a slow effort. Duan Muxiang fell back to the ground and handed both the Small World Balloon and the Nanming Lihuo Sword to Li Yingqiong.

The latter took it in surprise, "You...don't you use it?"

Duan Muxiang shook his head, "You are very picky about the way of heaven in this world. It is difficult to take things away from this world. I have already chosen a hairpin, so I have to leave behind a Nanmingli Fire Sword. This is fair."

(End of this chapter)