Sansheng Xiantu is here for you

Chapter 621 Love, return to heaven and earth
The power of the Xuanbing Dark River is purer and stronger than the yin and yang energy of the world she washed out, and it is definitely not owned by ordinary people.

While her thoughts were turbulent, Helan Yunlian's palm gently stroked her frowning brows.

A warm feeling slowly infiltrated from between the brows, but after a while, Leng Qianyue fell into a deep sleep.

When the Eight Desolation Spirit Sword was taken out of the Qiankun Bag by Helan Yunlian, there was already a broken mark on the sword body.

The crack, from the scabbard down, looked shocking.

Bahuang Spirit Chief sighed, and there was some resentment in his voice, "You did it on purpose, right? You know that I can't let her die. So you want to get rid of me through this matter."

Helan Yunlian's palm lightly touched the scars on the sword body. Hearing these words, there was a faint halo in his eyes.

"Actually, you yourself know best that after so many years, the Eight Desolation Spirit Sword cannot be fully formed again. At this moment, there is no Eight Desolation Spirit Sword in the world anymore."

Spiritual swords are rare in the world, but if the spiritual sword is not sealed, then it needs to be artificially collected scattered fragments.

However, the Eight Desolation Spirit Sword stayed in Leng's house for too long, and had already missed the best time to reappear.

If it doesn't become a fierce sword, it can only let it kill itself.

"This is the path I chose myself, and I don't blame anyone." Ba Huangling could no longer condense his body, and gathered his spiritual consciousness together, staring at Helan Yunlian's voice, and said bleakly: "The spirit sword returns to heaven and earth , her breath will never fade away. But my passing away cannot stop her from seeking revenge."

Hearing what it said, Helan Yunlian closed her eyes, and the previous ease was gone in her voice.

"I know, so I asked her to come back in two years. Now, I can already predict what will happen in two years' time."

Bahuangling sneered, and felt the blade of the sword gradually become lighter, "Maybe, this is a different kind of protection for her. I only hope that you can help her in revenge in the future."

As he said that, Bahuang Ling paused, and there was a trace of tension in his voice, "Is my guess true?"

Helan Yunlian's eyes narrowed slightly, and gentle waves surged inside, "It should be, that's right."

The moment the voice fell, the Eight Desolation Spirit Sword visibly trembled a few times.

"If that's the case, it's really difficult..." The long sigh was mixed with too much helplessness and nostalgia.

"If only I could condense my body earlier, then he won't die..." The faint words drifted into the air.

The original hard body of the Eight Desolation Spirit Sword gradually turned into an ice blue luster.

Countless halos turned into light spots of different shapes, flying and spreading into the air, and began to slowly disintegrate.

"If you become a spirit body, Leng Qianyao's ending will still not change."

Helan Yunlian looked at the scattered spots of light and said in a low voice.

"Yeah, after all, there is no fate."

Ba Huang Ling let out a relieved laugh, and all the light spots flew into the air, the aura that originally belonged to the Ba Huang Spirit Sword annihilated the world in an instant.

Standing by the side, Bi Hai watched the Eight Desolation Spirit disappear, with a little sadness in his eyes.

"Actually, I quite like her."

Helan Yunlian raised her hand and pressed the top of its head, "The road is long, and we will meet many people and forget many things. But what we have to learn is to look forward."

(End of this chapter)