Heavenly Sword Evil Sovereign

"Well, are you sure all this was done by the evil animal alone?" In this chamber of secrets, the shelves of candles flickered with indeterminate light. An old man snorted with anger.

"All are dead, the slaves are gone. He's the only one left. His means are too weird... " Qingxiao, with a respectful face, clasped his fists and said: "what's more, Qinglian and others, even Qingyun, have already That's why I came back to report it

"How could you wait so hard for a mere repair of the sea bottom? Isn't the soul fire of Qingyun still there? " A thin old man, sitting on a futon, with his back to the candle shelf, looked gloomy like water.

"Can't I do anything myself?"

"We are careless! I'm going to call for people to go to Luanzhen mountain Zong, suzerain But in the middle of Qingxiao's words, he suddenly choked, and his body trembled with fear.

Qingxiao's hand, shaking and lifting, pointed to the shelf full of candle light behind the old man.

"What's the matter?" As soon as the old man turned around, his eyes twinkled, he suddenly stood up, his figure flashed, and he came to the candle shelf.

His eyes were fixed on one of the dozens of candles listed separately on a platform in front of the shelf, shaking constantly. The flame of the candle had just been extinguished, and now only smoke was curling up.

"What? How could that be possible? " The old man's body was shaking, and his eyes were filled with surprise and hatred. "Is Qingyun, a monk in the realm of Linghai, really die in the hands of that evil animal?"

"However, his soul fire has been extinguished..." Qingxiao was also shocked. "This shows that his body has no soul It seems that the situation is somewhat unexpected! "

"If that boy killed Qingyun, qingjiao is in danger..." What the old man had to worry about was that qingjiao had been chasing Luanzhen mountain alone. "Qingxiao, please go and ask the two elders to come out of the mountain to help. There must be no more mistakes. "

"Remember, all of you should come back intact. To the west of Nanling, after March, all the clans will compete for the name of Tianhan sect. Remember, we should not be rash..." The old man said darkly, "if you can't kill that evil animal, you will force him into the depths of Luanzhen mountain..."

"Yes Then he walked out of the room again.

"Fantastic, fantastic..." In the dark room, I left the old man alone and sighed.

Indeed, such a huge storm happened in the mining area, leading to the death of Qingchen and others, and the unknown of Qinglian, is a matter far beyond his expectation!

At the moment, the elder Qingyun, who was chased out, was a monk in the realm of the spirit sea. Somehow, he put out his soul fire and died.

A spiritual sea, to pursue a sea of repair, unexpectedly will die inexplicably, this has to make people doubt, shocking!

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Dawn light, scattered on the top of the mountain, disorderly array of mountain clouds, covered with a layer of golden light, the flow of brilliance is bright, Sha is beautiful.

Nie Chen is in front of the luanzan mountain with his eyes closed. Around him is a pile of ashes of spirit stones, which are slowly blown up and dispersed in the cool wind of the morning.

Nie dust's whole body, has a kind of light meaning, up and down transparent. Between the eyebrows, a kind of self-confidence and resolute color, in the morning under the reflection of the golden light, there is a sense of heroism.

Most of the aura reverberated into his body, and most of them flowed into the spirit sea of the wheel on the sea floor, while some of it was absorbed directly by his body by running Nirvana formula.

After two days of continuous recuperation, under the nourishment of the rolling aura, his body was basically recovered from the wounds left in the war of dust clearance.

Nie Chen moved the five fingers of his left hand, but it was his last little thumb. His twisted and unsmooth movements gradually became smooth and flexible under the current evil spirit.

This little thumb is the last place where his whole body is broken. At this moment, the bones of the little finger are healing again, and, like the rest of the body, they are harder and more alive than ever.

His body is completely restored, and he has reached the most perfect state.

"The skin refining realm is perfect, and the body is far more powerful than I imagined What would be the situation if we stepped into the realm of meat refining? " Nie Chen sits there with his knees crossed and looks forward to it.

At the moment, he is not only physically perfect, but also his spiritual sea level, which is constantly falling due to excessive consumption of spiritual power, has gradually recovered under the influence of the influx of spiritual Qi and the aggregation of transformed evil Qi.

The level of Linghai has been restored to its original height. To Nie Chen's surprise, the magic mountain in the middle has increased the height of a battle from the original height.

"The spirit power of the best spirit stone is pure and vast, far from being comparable to other ordinary spirit stones..." Nie dust's eyes twinkled, "and the ordinary spirit stone, I've almost run out, only more than 30 of the best spirit stone left."Nie dust realized that it was time to save the use of spirit stone. If the accident was seriously injured and there was no spirit stone in hand, the result can be imagined.

"However, in the jade lotus stage, in the jade bed and those boxes, there may be some surprises I haven't expected Those things of spirit grass can replace the spirit stone for my use Nie Chen thought of the jade lotus platform from Qinglian. In addition to the spirit stone, there were some things he had not touched.

"But this bow is really extraordinary..." Nie Chen opened his eyes and put his eyes in front of him, lying on the ground on a bloody bow.

When the bow is erected, it can reach Nie Chen's chest. The whole body is dark red. The bow body is made of unknown material. There are some ferocious beasts or totems on it.

This bow, at first glance, is very old and simple, but there seems to be some evil spirit on it. Against the background of the dark red bow body, it is frightening and disturbing.

Those patterns are vivid totems. For example, the legendary dragon, Qilin, qingjiao, Zhuque And three feet of gold

This bow is Nie Chen's last night in the jade lotus terrace of Qinglian. After cleaning up a large number of spirit stones, he accidentally finds it buried under the disordered spirit stones.

At that time, he picked up the bow for a moment, but the bow suddenly trembled, a huge absorption force, madly from the bow and arrow, sucked the magic Qi around his body into it.

Even Nie Chen felt a tingling sensation at the handle of the bow he held. The blood in his palm seemed to be inhaled by the bow

But this kind of feeling, only in an instant, disappeared. Only the blood spots on his palm told him that the feeling was real.

"I can't pull this bow Nie Chen tried. He couldn't pull the bow and arrow. When he pulled the bow and arrow, the absorption power from it would quickly absorb the magic power in his body.

"Maybe, you can ask Qinglian." Nie Chen looked thoughtful and then closed his eyes.

In His Undersea wheel, among the blood stones, Nie Chen's soul stood outside the cage of the demon Qi that trapped Qinglian's soul.

On the cage of the evil Qi, a box similar to a window is presented. Under the control of Nie Chen, the evil Qi condenses into four vertical window pillars, dividing the window, making it impossible for the soul of Qinglian to rush out from here.

"Qinglian, how to use the dark red bow and arrow?" Nie Chen is not wordy, directly facing the soul of Qinglian, who is sitting on his knees, coldly opens his mouth and asks.

"Don't pretend that you don't hear me. Among these souls, only you and the latest soul still have self-consciousness..." Nie Chen spoke faintly. He had found that the soul of the monk of lunhai realm was not only much stronger than that of the monk of the bottom of the sea, but also retained his own consciousness after being forcibly extracted by him.

Perhaps, the monks in the realm of spiritual sea do not know that their soul will be like this after being drawn out. But their soul, already strong enough, although can not take the initiative to leave the body, but Nie dust can forcibly and intact extraction.

"Let me out and I'll tell you the answer!" Clean soul, open eyes, send out the same cold voice.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. I can kill you at any time. Your answer will make your soul live longer Nie Chen's voice is sonorous and his voice is cold.

"Are you really so heartless and inhumane?" Although Qinglian is just a soul at the moment, she has a depressed expression.

"As I am indeed as cold-blooded as you say, you have long since returned to the west, or, together with those souls, have become the food of the original God." Nie dust let go of the body, revealing the scene behind him.

Far away, there are hundreds of souls, bound together by the blood stone remnant souls, and are slowly absorbing the power of the soul.

"It turns out that this soul is what you have been relying on all the time. It turns out that all the shrieks echoing in these days are from them..." Qinglian's face was shocked, and Nie Chen saw it in his eyes.

"Is that the soul of martial uncle Qingyun?" However, Qinglian's eyes coagulated, and saw a soul in the group of souls, which was several times larger than the surrounding soul. Although compared with the bloody soul that covered the sky, it was still as small as a mole ant.

"Tell me how to use that bow and arrow!" Nie Chen opens his mouth again, and his voice reveals a sense of killing.

Qinglian's soul was shocked. She really felt the killing intention from Nie Chen. This killing idea was felt by her soul, which was incomparably clear.

"The bow and arrow, named chasing the wind, was acquired by me in the fairyland of the Central Plains. This bow is so powerful that I can't use it, nor can you use it! " Qinglian took a breath and spoke faintly.

"Oh, why can't you use it?"

"I can't pick it up at all. Every time I touch it, I will be rejected by great force Unless you go beyond the realm of spiritual sea and sacrifice with your own blood, you can't pull the bow at all. "

Hearing this, Nie Chen was shocked. Qinglian couldn't take out the bow at all, but he picked it up easily after he felt a little uncomfortable for the first time, although it was still difficult to pull it apart."My master in Tianhan once said that this bow is a magic weapon left over from ancient times. Unless it recognizes its own master, no one can pull it apart without any cost. Even if you recognize the Lord, you have to have a strong cultivation before you can use it. Otherwise, we still have to sacrifice our blood. " Qing Lian said without reservation.

There are two reasons why she is so frank. First, she was frightened at the revelation of Nie Chen's killing intention; secondly, she believed that Nie Chen, like herself, could not touch the bow.

Therefore, Qinglian felt that even if Nie Chen knew the secret, it would not matter; because of this, her master had not taken away the bow. Perhaps it was also a very loving relationship with her, and just told her to keep it.

"This bow, no arrow?" Nie Chen asked again.

"This bow does not need an arrow. Its arrow is condensed by the air of the bow. It is far more powerful than the arrow." Qinglian opened her mouth and said, "my master spent half of his life to condense the unreal shadow of the arrow, which can not be shot. It has little effect on actual combat. "

"I hope what you say is true, or you won't live long!" Nie Chen, with a cold face, completely closed the cage where Qinglian was imprisoned. He took a look at the huge blood color God, and his eyes showed gratitude.

"I will bring you more soul power..." Nie Chen said, left the blood stone and returned to the body.

On the grass, he opened his eyes, and his eyes stayed on the bow, revealing the color of thinking!