Chapter 631: Sword Spirit Raising Fetal [1st Update]

"What did you say?" Chen Wenxu's face turned pale suddenly, and the figure that appeared on the flame of the Soul Gathering Lamp trembled, as if he heard the words in disbelief, "Sword Star, you say it again, Keiko she, she...... What's wrong?"

"Uncle Shi, Aunt Xie Zhang Huizi is dead!" Ye Jianxing's eyes turned red.

"How could she die? She won't die! She has a pure soul, she is the object of the demon fox clan's protection, it is impossible to die, you must be mistaken?"

Chen Wenxu felt that his head was about to explode, and shouted repeatedly, the impact of Xie Zhang Huizi's death had made him lose his previous elegance and lose his proportion.

"What I said is true, she ...... was sent by the demon fox clan to carry out spiritual fishing, and it took me an unknown number of years to catch the treasure Netherworld Sword......" Seeing the appearance of Uncle Shi, Ye Jianxing's heart was like a knife, and he said slowly, and told the things he encountered in the Demon Luo Netherworld that day, including the essence of his martial arts that Zuihou Xie Zhang Huizi became a sword spirit and was willing to accompany him forever......

"Keiko ......" Chen Wenxu's whole body was shocked when he heard this, although he was only a soul body, he still felt that his internal organs were as painful as a knife, and it was difficult to breathe.

"Keiko, if I had known this, I should have promised you a long time ago and taken you away......

"In order to be with me, you are willing to become a sword spirit, I am sorry for you......"

"You Lingsi Hanging Fishing must be very hard, I heard that the Lingsi Hanging Fishing people are going to be attacked by the Gangfeng, and the spirit is highly concentrated, for more than ten years, you have been insisting, is it for our original agreement?"

"The original agreement was just to live the life of the most ordinary person and be with you forever. Let you bear children for me, and now...... But I'll never be able to do it......"

The voice muttering to himself was like a cuckoo, and Chen Wenxu had a strong sense of sorrow. Even the entire place of sacrifice changed color.

"Uncle Shi, don't ...... like this"

Ye Jianxing was even more sad, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't know what words to say to comfort.

"Chen Wenxu, although Keiko is dead, you still have to be strong, I'm afraid her biggest wish is to let you live happily. The way you look is definitely not what she wants to see!"

Seeing the appearance of his friend, Qianhuan also persuaded him.

"yes. Keiko wants me to live well!" Hearing Qianhuan's words, Chen Wenxu recovered from his grief and turned his head to look at Ye Jianxing, "Sword Star, that ...... What about the Nether Sword, can you show me?"

"The Nether Sword is with Nie Yun. Oh. When I killed Lu just now, I was blown away by the defensive qi wave on Lu Lu's body, and I ...... there."

Ye Jianxing suddenly remembered that he saw Nie Yun throw out the Netherworld Sword before he fell unconscious just now, and he looked around, and sure enough, he saw that this peerless sword was lying on the ground not far away, circulating with an indifferent brilliance.

And this position is just outside the space where several people are, and it is impossible to get it at all.

"That's the Nether Sword, where is Keiko?"

Follow the direction of Ye Jianxing's finger. Chen Wenxu saw the Netherworld Sword, and his eyes were ruddy.

He could imagine the helplessness of Xie Zhang Huizi who was willing to be a sword spirit. You can feel her determination and pain at that time!

"Keiko, I'm finally seeing you again, although I've longed for the beginning of all kinds of reunions, but I didn't expect zuihou to be like this......"

Staring at the Netherworld Sword outside the space, Chen Wenxu's soul trembled, and after a while, he turned his head to look at Qianhuan, "Brother Qianhuan, can you help me take that sword?" I want to feel Keiko'......"

"Okay!" Seeing that this brother was even more infatuated than himself, Qian Huan shook his head helplessly, and took two steps to the spatial crack drawn by Yun Xuan, his eyes suddenly became solemn, and his palm grabbed forward.

Crash!

His palm seemed to jump out of this space in an instant to another place, and with a slight pinch, he pinched the Nether Sword in the palm of his hand and pulled it over.

Without the help of anything, the palm of his hand directly penetrated the space to steal things, if Nie Yun saw this situation with his own eyes, he would definitely be surprised to know that the thief talent of Thousand Illusions had at least opened the fourth form!

No wonder he can have such a big reputation, and his stealing skills are so much higher than Nie Yun's, it turns out that the thief talent has almost been used to the limit in his hands.

"Yes...... No...... Bring it ......."

Chen Wenxu's body trembled, and he wanted to stretch out his hand and stroke the sword body, only to find that he was just a soul body, and he couldn't leave the soul gathering lamp.

Airplanes!

However, before he touched the Nether Sword, the sword spirit in it seemed to feel the strong love, and let out a crisp sound, and the breath was agitated, resounding through the sky.

The sword spirit of the Nether Sword also seemed to know that the person in front of him was his lover for many years, and his love was like water, so he leaned over gently.

One is a physical sword, the other is an illusory soul, which cannot be touched or touched, but the feelings revealed in a moment are like substances, and one person and one sword are entwined together, and life and death are not separated.

"It's Keiko, are you okay, you should be lonely alone in the Nether Sword!"

Muttering softly, Chen Wenxu seemed to have returned to the days when he was with Xie Zhang Huizi in the past, although it was short, although he was seriously injured, he was willing to do it.

Click!

"Oops!"

Just when all the time was immersed in Chen Wenxu's sadness and gratitude to Zhang Huizi's peerless love, suddenly the wood chips guarding the space sounded a few times in a row, and when he heard this voice, Qianhuan's face changed suddenly.

The sound was none other than the sound of the wood chips being unable to withstand the attack and about to shatter.

Once it is shattered, Lu and Yun Xuan will rush over, according to what they know about her, if they make her so angry, they will definitely not leave behind and add hidden dangers, they will definitely shoot directly, hit the strongest attack, and wipe everyone out!

"Qianhuan, Chen Wenxu, Nie Yun, Ye Jianxing, you think it's safe to hide inside, I will immediately let you have no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground!"

Before Qianhuan's thoughts were over, he heard Yun Xuan's indifferent words outside, with a chill that pierced into the bone marrow.

"Nie Yun depends on you, you must refine the sword of the Sword God!"

Hearing this angry roar, not only Qianfan, but even Ye Jianxing on one side also looked over, revealing a look of anxiety.

In this situation, only Nie Yun can completely refine the sword of the sword god, obtain the approval of the sacrificial spirit, and greatly increase his strength to avoid the crisis, otherwise, once Yun Xuan rushes in, it will be too late.

"Hurry up, hurry up, Nie Yun, hurry up and refine ......"

Yun Xuan's voice woke up Chen Wenxu, who was indulging in remorse and love, and looked at Nie Yun with a gloomy face.

Click!

At this time, the cracking sound of the wood chips became more violent, and it seemed that irreparable damage had appeared.

"Haha, this thing is about to shatter, I see what else you can do!"

Yun Xuan also saw that the wood chips must not be able to stop it for too long, and the excitement that was difficult to contain was revealed in her words.

"Nie Yun, everyone depends on you, you must refine the sword of the sword god before Yun Xuan arrives, you rely on the third form of the sword master, and comprehend the heart of the sword master, and fuse the heart of the sword god ancestor, you will definitely do it!"

Hearing the hurried shouts outside and the wood chips that would break at any time, Chen Wenxu also suppressed the sadness in his heart, looked at Nie Yun, and pinned his greatest hope.

Although there has not been a sword refining sword god in the entire sect for tens of thousands of years, Nie Yun is different, he is a kendo master, and he is a kendo master who has reached the third form, just like the ancestor, he will definitely be able to successfully refine it!

"Poof!"

As soon as his prayer ended, he saw Nie Yun, who was sitting on the ground trying to refine the divine sword, suddenly open his eyes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly!

"What?"

Seeing this, the three of them felt cold in their hearts at the same time.

If the refining is successful, it will definitely be refreshed and heroic, and now it is spitting blood, it means that it will definitely not succeed......

How could this be? Isn't he a kendo master? How could he not succeed?

"Senior Wen Xu, does Yun Xuan know that refining the Sword God Sword and the Sword God Heart at the same time can gain the approval of the Sacrificial Spirit?" Nie Yun struggled to stand up and looked at Chen Wenxu.

"She is the sect master of the Sword God Sect, she should know ......" Chen Wenxu nodded and suddenly realized something, and his face changed, "Could it be that she left a back hand in this sword?"

Although there are almost no people refining these two things at the same time, according to Yun Xuan's cautious character, all threats will definitely be slashed in the cradle, could it be that in the sword of the sword god, there is a backhand left by her, which makes it impossible to completely refine it?

"Hmm!" Nie Yun nodded, his face pale, "This was invaded by her with a special technique, as long as it is refined, it will be counterattacked, if I hadn't been on guard just now, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been as simple as vomiting blood......"

"What? hateful, damnable...... What should I do then?" Qianhuan's face also became extremely ugly.

If he hadn't prepared to refine the Sword God Sword just now, he might still be able to think of a way to lead everyone to escape from here, but even if he had the heart to escape now, there would not be enough time!

Click!

The sound of wood chips cracking continued, and the speed of the shattering seemed to be faster than before, and it was louder, as if it would crack completely at any moment.

"What kind of method did she use to invade, can you recognize it?" Although Chen Wenxu was anxious, he did not lose his sense of proportion, and asked Xiang Nie Yun.

"It seems to be ...... [Sword Spirit Raising Fetus]!" Nie Yun thought for a moment and said.

"What? Sword Spirit Fetal Raising? Use the evil poisonous fetus to put it into the Sword Spirit, and invade the original Sword Spirit to take it...... Such a vicious trick, she dared to do such a thing to the sword left by the ancestor......" Hearing Nie Yun's judgment, Chen Wenxu's face became extremely ugly, and the whole person seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant.

The sword spirit fetal cultivation is to poison the original sword spirit, and use the way of raising the fetus to re-cultivate the sword spirit to adapt to oneself, once the poisonous fetus is cultivated, it is equivalent to successfully completing the seizure and completely refining the sword of the sword god!

This is a method that only demons can use, Chen Wenxu never dreamed that the dignified Sword God Sect Master would do such a thing!

Click! Click! Click!

Time does not allow for continued surprise and imagination, the wood chips seem to have reached the juncture of zuihou, and they can no longer hold on, making a sound of destruction and decay about to collapse, like the sound of the underworld from the depths of hell, making the faces of the four people change at the same time.

ps: Today's fourth watch, the second watch is about 8 o'clock in the morning and 10 o'clock in the morning, and the third watch is before 2 o'clock in the afternoon. The fourth watch, before half past seven...... I didn't save the manuscript and can't update it regularly, sorry. (To be continued......)