Chapter 117 Return

I have never heard that song, Kong Yu Sword Spirit. It is not the elegant cloud sound of a fairy, nor is it the noble strings of the palace., beaming, and head-scratchingly tacky.

Kongyu Sword Spirit turned around abruptly, in the overflowing Kongyu Sword Intent, she couldn't see anything clearly, only a rough outline——Nan Henyu, who had been silent with her head down, had a flute horizontally by her lips, which was to createThe culprit of this harsh and vulgar tune, she is obviously not familiar with this tune, but she does not have the courage of Qiu Yin who clearly does not know the exact key and still confidently blows it.

But maybe the road led by the red line was too impressive, and she was getting better and better, as if she had returned to Shili Hongzhuang, and the dull pain of watching Qiu Yin's soul fly away was relieved a little.

"What are you doing?!"

As soon as Nan Henyu raised her eyes, numbness and despair disappeared without a trace, and she was as indifferent and solemn as a god-man—if this word is not accurate, she herself has a body and a soul, so there is no need to add another step of soul-soul fusion, empty feathers firstThe sword spirit turned into a god in one step.

She doesn't have those fancy scenes, it seems that both the heaven and the earth and she know well that her name as a god won't last long, so she doesn't bother and just put it off.

But her cultivation is not deceiving. When she crosses a great realm, her spiritual power is as full as mountains and seas, and her five senses are as clear as heaven and earth. With a movement of her spiritual thoughts, all her voices and voices are absorbed. Just move her fingertips, and a mountain can collapse in the airInto the sea thousands of miles away.

But Nan Henyu didn't pull mountains and fill seas, just took the soul-locking flute that walked along Qiuyin's body, absurdly playing ditties that anyone could sing, completely unaware of her divine power, as if she still couldn't understand this divine powerIt made her naturally brag and a little disgusted.

Her strange security is incompatible, which makes the Kongyu Sword Spirit, who is clearly in front of him, feel a strong sense of foreboding, and becomes more and more disturbed. The Kongyu Sword Spirit is merging with the Kongyu Sword.It can't be interrupted easily, so she tried to order Wan Jian to act again. She didn't have much energy to spare, only part of the sword responded and flew towards them, but it was enough.

But suddenly, something strange happened in Tingfeng City.

The souls of Qiu Yin scattered in Tingfeng City were completely bathed in Kong Yu's sword intent, which had never been so strong before, easily pushing the waves forward, flooding the souls of the city.

And the soul scattered like smoke and dust slowly gathered in the sound of the flute, like ashes blown by the wind, gathered into a hazy human shape in the Kongyu Sword Intent, beating sharply and ominously.

Kongyu Sword Spirit shuddered all over, causing the sword on standby to rush towards the shapeless soul. She suddenly understood that the soul-locking flute can summon souls.Basically, it is still suppressed by cultivation, as long as the opponent's realm is suppressed, the soul in the physical body can be summoned——

Although the name of the god will not last long, at this moment, Nan Henyu is the God of Transformation, and she has suppressed Qiu Yin by a big realm!

The soul-locking flute used to pull the soul was used by Nan Henyu as a sharp weapon to call back Qiuyin's scattered soul!

Kongyu Sword Spirit gritted his teeth: "Wanjian!!"

The violent sword flew towards Nan Henyu, was swung away by Huashen's sleeve, and ran around the city as if out of control, Qiu Yin's soul condensed a little more, and the slim arms and legs could already be seen, Kong YuThe sword spirit calmed down, gave up controlling Wanjian, and immersed herself in the fusion with Kongyu's sword body. As long as she successfully transforms into a god, everything will be fine!

As a result, Kongyu's sword intent was raised to a terrifying level, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, turning the ink-soaked demon realm into a sun in the sky, overwhelming Qiuyin's half-soul, and Kongyu's sword body slowly melted into it.Lu Wansi's body was fused with Kongyu Sword Spirit, Dasheng's aura gathered, her divine power gradually became clear, and she could already see every part of the world bit by bit.

The unchanging black clouds of the Demon Realm dissipated, revealing the dazzling sunlight, holy and irresistible, flowers and trees, gods and beasts auspicious, and the sound of mighty mountains and seas, in order to celebrate the birth of the new god, but because the anti-text did not go away, they were isolated and listened to the windOutside the city, he kept wandering.

But that's okay.Kongyu Sword Spirit laughed a few times, after transforming into a god, there will be no more obstacles, don't care about your Sword Immortal Lord, she is about to become the God of Heaven Beyond Heaven!

In an instant, her past events also flashed one by one—she was born with spiritual consciousness from broken copper and iron, followed the old master ignorantly and ignorantly, and saw the sword master ascend to the sky, step by step to the north, and finally becameHuashen, joyful and proud, innocent like a fool, and later, because the gods and men are the world, and no longer need a sword companion, she said goodbye, let her go free, and left her in the world.

Joy suddenly turned into nothingness, into incomprehension and fear, she didn't think it was a farewell, she just felt abandoned, obviously she was the "natal sword" who was always by her side, wasn't she the half body of the sword master?She has gone through so many lives and years with her sword master, and she was promised that she would go on like this forever. Why did she turn her face and reject her in the end when she transformed into a god, and abandoned her without blinking an eye?

So she understood that people are cunning and lying animals, humble and untrustworthy, even if they become immortals and gods, it is difficult to erase their greedy and ruthless inferiority.

Humans are also worthy of being gods?

ha.

She will become a real god.

So she hibernate for many years, and in her obsession, she gave birth to the sword intent - the "exchange" that came down to become a god.She became the sword of the old gods, and met Zhang Jiwen by chance. This disciple of the Xuanling Sect has extraordinary Taoism and outstanding abilities.The door, the fairy road is magnanimous, and has the potential to become a god, so she stared at him.

He has many swords, which belong to the one who loves the other, and she is among them. Her name was entrusted by him in various ways. She has already abandoned the previous name long ago, and also in order to distance herself from him and relax his vigilance., accepted the name.

Relying on her special sword intent, she can freely chat with him and accompany him, so she stands out and is very popular with him. Zhang Jiwen once said seriously to her, "I can't live without you, it's too lonely, Kong Yu".

But he will have a new sword every once in a while, for him to be novelty, for him to put it down, greedy and not satisfied.

But another liar.

So she used gentle and simple words to lead him step by step to the tragic ending where he was imprisoned and died in Wan Jian.

She still remembers the thunder roaring outside, and in the mountain and sea sword formation, the man was deeply wounded by the sword, looking at her in disbelief, as if he never thought it would be her, embarrassed and sad, unwilling to believe it.

Her non-existent heart beat inexplicably at that time, and soon fell into obsession and ecstasy, usurped his body indifferently, annihilated his soul, turned and left.

At that time, she thought that people are really good at deceiving, and she was almost deceived again.

With the last bit of sword body blending in, Kongyu Sword Spirit raised her hand and exhaled a foul breath. The past passed by like smoke, her eyes were full of clarity and divinity, she smiled as if she had finally gotten rid of everything in the past, and waved at herWhen he was about to kill Fanwen, he suddenly heard something when he climbed the cloud and left.

She hated the sound so much that she wished she could die.

"You smile like that roasted goose."

The loose and frivolous female voice was unscrupulous, speaking vulgar words that were disrespectful to the gods, holiness and majesty, sounding on her smooth road to God.

Kongyu Sword Spirit opened his eyes suddenly, and his cold and stern eyes swept around, not letting go of any corner, as if he wanted to pierce all the blocked witch lips, searched every place, swept away the spiritual energy,But nothing.

With a sullen face, she searched over and over again, but still couldn't find anything, and gradually became irritable. She looked at Nan Henyu viciously, but saw that Nan Henyu had put down the soul-locking flute, and was looking at her quietly at the moment., There is no joy of becoming a god, nor the pain of loss, it is as silent as a traveler who has gone through a long and eternal night, stopping at the end, quietly waiting for the light of day.

The uneasiness became more and more intense, Kong Yu Jianling's eyes froze suddenly, and finally realized something was wrong—Qiu Yin's condensed soul was gone!!

At this moment, Qiu Yin's voice sounded again, with a numb smile, and this time she heard it clearly - the voice came from her body!!

"Are you looking for me?" Qiu Yin's soul melted into Kong Yu Sword Spirit, she whispered, "Here."

"!!——"

Kongyu Sword Spirit struggled violently, and only then did she feel something strange in her body, it was Qiuyin's soul!How, when, where did she come in...

She was stunned, and looked at the sword in her hand, her real body - came in from the Kong Yu sword!

The Kongyu sword...why is it the Kongyu sword...

She raised her head, her eyes were full of white sword light, and she suddenly understood that when she transformed into a god, she merged with the sword body, and the empty feather sword intent was unprecedentedly prosperous, and it was the time when the meaning of "exchange" was the strongest, while Qiuyin was full of it.All the souls are under the sword intent of Kongyu. After Nan Henyu turned into a god, he seized this short opportunity and, with the absolute suppression of his cultivation, blew the soul-locking flute to summon the souls of Qiu Yin floating all over the city.Yin's "ontology".

And all the interlocking schemes before were to make her vigilant and have a second hand, so she personally used the Kongyu sword to make up the last sword——

Qiu Yin took advantage of that time to separate out a weak point of the spirit, and along her body full of blood and hostility, scattered it into the Kongyu sword in a subtle way. She expended all her energy and ability to spread out the spirit evenlyIn the whole sword, that bit of soul was even more negligible, as if it was only stained with her sinful devilish energy.

As long as the Kong Yu sword slashed, this hopeful soul would dissipate.

But Qiuyin knew that the Kongyu Sword Spirit couldn't. In order to ensure the fusion of body and soul, she would not use the Kongyu Sword.

This point of soul is the "shadow".

And when the Kongyu sword is at its peak, it is the best time to "swap" - within the range, the body and the shadow are swapped, and the shadow automatically returns to the body.

Therefore, at the moment before the fusion of Kongyu Sword Spirit and Kongyu Sword, the body of Qiuyin's scattered souls in the city instantly exchanged with the shadow in Kongyu Sword, and the soul of the shadow automatically belonged to the main soul and entered KongyuAmong the sword spirits.

"Responsive?" Qiu Yin said lazily, "Master Old Excalibur... Have you been taken away by others? Have you been awake but replaced by other existences, and watched everything about yourself being subverted?", watch yourself die?"

Kongyu Sword Spirit trembled, and suddenly understood what Qiuyin was going to do, and immediately mobilized his whole body of spiritual energy, trying to squeeze Qiuyin's spirit out, but was suppressed by Qiuyin's spirit little by little, and it was difficult to fully mobilizeWhen she got up, she seemed to be paralyzed, and she was so awkward that she didn't look like her own body—oh, yes, this wasn't her body at all.

She gradually lost control of her body, her spirit was clearly still inside Lu Wansi's body, but as if separated by something, she could only watch helplessly as this body escaped her control and did things that had nothing to do with her.

Qiu Yin slapped Lu Wansi's body unceremoniously, and this time she actually slapped Kong Yu Sword Spirit.

"Qiuyin, you're dreaming... I've reached this point, Zhang Jiwen is dead, Shen Zhuolan is dead, Nan Hengyu can't do anything, I can't lose to you, you're dreaming!!"

Qiu Yin smiled lightly, not caring about her ugly nonsense, and said, "Kong Yu, have you ever tasted what it's like to be eaten by ten thousand demons?"

The demon lord himself is a myriad of demons, hiding in the gap between Qiuyin's soul, the mending demons immediately rushed out and eroded into the soon-to-be "sacred" soul of Kongyu Sword Spirit, countless demons gnawed and chewed, and the soul burnedThere was nowhere to rest, a pain that could not be ignored, the pain was too severe, as if it could bite off her consciousness and all waking will, swallowing everything she had.

"Ah, ah!——" Kongyu Sword Spirit twisted Lu Wansi's pretty face into a ghost, as if he could only mobilize his five sense organs. Nose is not a nose, eyes are not eyes, like a patchwork of eyebrows,She twitched the corners of her mouth, kept chanting Zhang Jiwen's words silently, felt Wan Jian's sword intent, and regained control for a moment, loudly, "Wan Jian, come—!"

Probably because her desperate bet was too crazy and powerful, Wan Jian really trembled again, even shaking the whole city, those buildings with blocked holes and wandering groups of demons and beasts all moved towards these cold and sharp forces.Sword, ten thousand swords flew away together.

Nan Henyu flicked out the Buchen sword, and quickly hit the sword that was leading Wan Jian back at the forefront, but unfortunately "missed", the sword moved forward a long way with the help of Buchen's fierce sword energy, coming straight to Kongyu Sword Spirit.

The Kongyu Sword Spirit was overjoyed, but when it came to him, he saw clearly that it was Hanchuan Sword!

It was Zhang Jiwen's favorite sword, she rarely froze, but Qiuyin's threat was in her body, she didn't have time to think deeply, just as she was about to give an order, she saw runes flowing densely on the sword of Hanchuan suddenly,The swords behind the Hanchuan sword stopped, and one after another was instigated, as the runes of the Hanchuan sword surrounded the Kongyu sword spirit, layer upon layer, the overlapping sword images were like chains that could not be broken, trapped the Kongyu Sword Spirit firmly in the air, unable to move - that was Zhang Jiwen's aura!

Zhang Jiwen left the last aura in Ten Thousand Swords, and was awakened after receiving Shen Zhuolan's breath. He originally saved it to protect Shen Zhuolan, but it was a pity that Shen Zhuolan didn't find the sword back then, and finally went to the black market after several twists and turns.

But now, it inherited the will of Zhang Jiwen and Shen Zhuolan, inherited their bitterness and resentment, and severely trapped Kongyu Sword Spirit in place.

Qiuyin's light and fluttering voice was like a sad wind blowing through everything, bringing the echoes of the living and the dead, and it rang close to Kongyu Sword Spirit's ear: "Do you know what it feels like to pierce the heart with thousands of swords....”

As soon as she finished speaking, the aura left by Zhang Jiwen was replaced by her demonic aura again, just like when she stole the Mountain and Sea Sword Formation, countless swords pointed at the Kongyu Sword Spirit in unison, like faces opening bloody mouths,Pulling, sticking out a tongue like a sharp knife, crying and mourning all injustices and questions, resentment like a tide, dragging the culprit into the torrent, washing her soul over and over again, constantly asking her "Why did you do this?"What?" "What are you?"

Except for the people she wants to use, Kongyu Sword Spirit never remembers people. What are those trash and idiots worthy of her attention and distraction?

But now, these "trash" and "idiots" that she has never seen before, as if they wanted to let her engrave them into her soul, they concretized the faces that were different but equally hated.The innocent souls who linger in the city want to imprint their faces deeply on the Kongyu Sword Spirit, and bring them to the paper of her crimes in Huangquan, soaked in blood.

After a hundred years, Kongyu Sword Spirit finally remembered what it was like to be afraid again. She had never felt that these insignificant insects and ants were so scary, and she shouted silently: "You can't pierce the heart with thousands of swords, that's because Zhang Jiwen didn't even succeed."The swordsmanship, that is my swordsmanship, only I can, only I can!!"

Qiu Yin sneered and interrupted: "Isn't it the anti-text of Shanhai Sword Formation?"

Kongyu Sword Spirit clicked, and suddenly there was no sound.

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