Demon Sword God

The body keeps falling, and the thousands of unwillingness can only be turned into quiet companionship.In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness in Mu Lin's body, the calm black sarcophagus was finally awakened by the surging sea of ​​consciousness.The black coffin trembled slightly, and finally, the lid tilted slightly to the right, opening a small gap.Black and purple light swarmed out in an instant.Soaking Mu Lin's entire sea of ​​consciousness, Mu Lin's sea of ​​consciousness calmed down instantly.

"Forget it, the old man will help you once." A slightly helpless sigh came from the depths of the black coffin.

The bodies of the two kept falling, and at the moment when they were about to hit the rushing hot magma, a sudden change occurred.The black-purple light mist suddenly gushed out from Mu Lin's body, and quickly condensed into a huge black-purple light ball, which tightly contained the bodies of the two of them.

Qingming was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of him. Countless black and purple auras rushed out of Mu Lin's body accompanied by an endless feeling of desolation and depression. Then there was a huge tremor in his soul. Qingming only felt a pain in his brain. It sank, then passed out.

When Qing Ming woke up again, he was in a dark world with purple thunder.Mu Lin seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber, his body was quietly suspended in mid-air, the golden thunder light kept gushing out from the depths of his body to destroy his body, and the green light kept flickering and repairing.This wonderful sense of balance and incongruity made Qing Ming slightly frowned.

Why does this place feel so familiar.

Suddenly, a brown-black light crawled out from Mu Lin's back. Where the brown-black light overflowed, Mu Lin's flesh and blood withered rapidly, and the balance between gold and green was broken in an instant.The green that was trying to repair was far less rapid than the golden thunder and brown-black light. Gradually, Mu Lin's body began to evolve into a dry state.

"Oops..." Qing Ming groaned secretly, but the situation in front of him was far beyond his understanding.For a moment, Qing Ming felt helpless.He closed his eyes and tried to call Qingqing out, but the connection between the souls seemed to be cut off, and there was no response.

"What are you still watching? If you don't help, this kid will be finished." The majestic and old voice suddenly sounded in the empty world, Qing Ming was startled, and suddenly looked around, but saw nothing arrive.

"You don't need to look for it. You can't see the old man. The old man is this space. This space is the old man's body. You and the dying boy are both in the old man's body now."

"Who are you?" Qing Ming frowned, very displeased with this superior tone.

"You don't need to know who the old man is, but if you don't hurry up, the kid is really hopeless."

Qing Ming turned her head, but only saw Mu Lin's body withering little by little amidst the wandering brown-black light.Qing Ming frowned, and asked the soul who didn't know where it was hidden.

"Why should I save him?" Forced to live together for three years, Qing Ming still has a grudge in his heart.

"You have no choice."

"No, you're wrong, I can still choose to kill him." Qing Ming's mouth showed a wicked smile, and if he wanted to threaten her, he would have to pay the same price.

"Oh?" A voice of surprise came from the empty world, and then the voice of surprise turned into ridicule.

"Interesting, hehe..."

"If you don't want this thing anymore, you are welcome to kill that useless kid."

A white light suddenly burst out from midair, and then, a spherical transparent container filled with light blue liquid appeared in front of Qing Ming out of thin air. Feeling the familiar waves from the surging blue liquid, Qing Ming His eyes instantly became needle-like.

"Give it back to me!" Qing Ming grabbed it forward with one hand, but was blocked by an invisible wall before touching the spherical container.

Qing Ming was shocked back a few steps, her face full of disbelief.