"What a stinky boy who speaks wildly, today I will let you see the strength of this holy son!"

Kunlun and Yu Xuzi are now in one body and two souls, which is equivalent to having two personalities, at this time, not only the face is distorted and changes back and forth, but even the voice is like two people mixed together.

"Senior brother, I'll leave it to you!"

However, after doing it, Yu Xuzi took the initiative to give up control of his body.

For this moment, he hesitated for a long time.

Yu Xuzi knew in his heart that from today on, the Kunlun faction would return to the era when his senior brother was in full swing, and he would become a foil.

But in the face of such an extraordinary and powerful Luo Xianyu, he had no choice!

"Hidden in your sleeves!"

And as soon as Kunlun made a move, he was a supernatural power, and his sleeve robe suddenly enlarged, like a Qiankun bag, covering Luo Yu.

It can be seen with the naked eye that in his cuffs, there are sun, moon and stars flowing.

"This trick is the means used by Zhenyuan Daxian to clean up Tang Seng and his apprentices back then!"

"I can't imagine that Kunlun has even refined this kind of immortal art. ”

"It's worthy of the innate Dao fetal god body!"

Many monks in the distance secretly smacked their tongues, Kunlun's trick reminded many people of the scene in Journey to the West, where Zhen Yuanzi used his sleeves to take away Tang monks and apprentices.

At that time, the monkey stole the ginseng fruit and uprooted the ginseng fruit tree, which annoyed Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi shot at the four masters and apprentices of Tang Seng, revealing the terrifying supernatural powers of the ancestor of the earth immortals, and easily took away Tang Seng, Sha Seng and Bajie, only the monkey relied on the somersault cloud to escape in a thrilling way.

In this way, it can be seen how powerful this supernatural power is, and later the monkey could not fight Zhen Yuanzi, so he could only go to the South China Sea to ask for help from the Bodhisattva.

Throughout the ages, many cultivators have wanted to emulate Zhenyuan Daxian and cultivate this magic technique, but there are very few successful ones, after all, this is the housekeeping skill of the ancestor of the earth immortals.

However, Kunlun is not a Zhenyuan Great Immortal after all, and Luo Yu is not a monkey.

Facing the shrouded Qiankun sleeve robe, Luo Yu didn't have any fancy, and directly punched wildly.

Boom Boom!

Under the explosion of his fist, the shining stars in his sleeve robe were exploded one after another.

Rumble!

As the last star in the sleeve robe shattered, the entire sleeve robe exploded.

"You ......"

One of Kunlun's arms came out naked, very embarrassed.

"Kunlun's immortal art has been broken!"

Many monks were in an uproar, Zhen Yuanzi used this trick to make the monkey suffer, and now, Kunlun wanted to use this trick to suppress Luo Xianyu, but he was humiliated.

"You haven't practiced immortal arts yet, and you want to take me in?"

Luo Yu sneered, this person's sleeve is hidden, and he has no form, and he has not grasped the essence of Zhen Yuanzi.

"Less arrogance!"

Kunlun scolded angrily, opened his mouth and spit out a flying sword, killing Luo Yu.

This flying sword had no real form, it was like a shining rainbow light, and it was colorful, but its power seemed to be greater than any of the twelve heavenly swords.

"Natal Sword Soul!"

Luo Yu was surprised, this person finally showed some real skills.

Many immortal cultivators hope to raise a flying sword in the dantian as a weapon to kill the enemy.

But there are also people who do not take the usual path, choose a more difficult method of raising a sword, without the help of any materials, directly realize a sword qi from the golden pill, and then, gradually cultivate this sword qi into a sword spirit, and finally, cultivate a sword soul!

The biggest advantage of this is that the sword soul raised is almost a part of the body, and there is no need for any run-in process, and the majesty of the sword soul will continue to strengthen with the improvement of one's own cultivation.

"You're a bit of a vision!"

After Kunlun spit out this sword soul, he placed it in front of him, caressing the shining rainbow light like stroking a pet, and his eyes were full of pride.

As an innate Dao fetal divine body, he was born with divine power, and he was most suitable for cultivating spirits.

Therefore, before the catastrophe, he cultivated the innate aura in his chest into a sword soul and named it "Tiancang".

In Kunlun's plan, in the future, he will cross the tribulation and ascend to the upper realm, and he will also use this sword to defeat the Heavenly Daluo Immortals, become famous in the Three Realms, and finally become holy!

"What you are holding in your hand should be the first sword of the Heavenly Queen, the Qinglian Sword, right? Just right, I want to grind your Qinglian Sword and use the spirit of the Qinglian Sword to feed my Tiancang!"

After sacrificing the natal sword soul, Kunlun's eyes greedily stared at the Qinglian Sword in Luo Yu's hand, and he was about to snatch it away and destroy it to feed the sky.

The sky let out a beast-like sword roar, causing the weapons in the hands of countless monks around to tremble, as if a fierce tiger had appeared in front of the sheep.

"The natal sword soul has opened the spiritual aperture, and the character follows the sword master, this heavenly canopy is too evil, and it actually wants to swallow the essence of our weapons!"

These monks have no change in color, throughout the ages, there are many demon warriors, evil soldiers, more terrible than demons and monsters, slaughtering living beings, killing people without blinking.

For example, the magic sword in the sword demon's hand is like this.

In the eyes of everyone, the heavenly firmament raised by Kunlun is very promising to become a shocking evil sword!

"Just by virtue of it, you also want to threaten the Qinglian Sword?"

Luo Yu smiled, this person didn't understand the background of the Qinglian Sword at all.

"Then let you taste the power of the heavens. ”

Kunlun's eyes were cold, and his heart moved, and the colorful sword rainbow directly pierced the sky and swept towards Luo Yu.

Wow!

Luo Yu held the Qinglian Sword in his hand, swept away a layer of sword shadow, like a sword in the dust, and swept away the evil sword with one move.

Seeing this, Kunlun's eyes froze, and he shouted dissatisfiedly: "Tiancang, you start your spirit!"

When his words fell, he saw Tiancang fly to the front of the main hall of the Kunlun Sect, like a hungry beast, steaming up all the blood shed by the dead Kunlunmen people on the ground and devouring it to the fullest.

And the corpses of those disciples also turned into withered dried corpses in an instant at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this terrifying scene, he slowly said that those scattered cultivators and many immortal seekers who came to watch the battle, even the four major gate masters and seven elders, these high-level Kunlun leaders, frowned.

These men fought and died for Kunlun and deserved the utmost respect, however, Kunlun not only took their blood, but also swallowed their souls, which will make those dead men never reborn.

"It's too cruel to sacrifice a sword with the blood of the dead!"

Those casual cultivators shook their heads, and they also felt that this was very inhumane.

"Tiancang, you are too greedy, it is enough to drain the essence and blood, so don't eat the soul. ”

In the sky, Kunlun didn't seem to expect his sword to be so savage, and pretended to be a reprimand, but he didn't mean to obstruct it.

In the next moment, the heavenly firmament that drained the blood souls of those dead corpses completely turned into a bundle of blood-red sword rainbows, rising into the sky, and killing Luo Yu with the power of terror.

In the face of this evil sword that has independent consciousness and does everything, it is Luo Yu, and he is a little dignified.

(End of chapter)