"Ancestral artifact, Xuanyuan Sword?"

He Wuxian raised his eyebrows, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

He stared at the silver pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth a hundred thousand miles away, and there was a faint trace of longing in his heart.

He secretly made up his mind that he must get that Xuanyuan Sword back!

As the descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan, how could he tolerate Emperor Xuanyuan's natal magic weapon and stay in this sea of filthy evil spirits?

It's just that his current strength is low, and he is not qualified to snatch the Xuanyuan Sword at all.

Not to mention taking back the Xuanyuan Sword, he didn't even have the strength to get close to the Hell Blood Demon Temple.

Before I knew it, ten minutes had passed.

No matter how He Wuxian's eyes widened to investigate, he could only see a pillar of silver light that reached the sky, but he couldn't see the true appearance of Xuanyuan Sword.

This made him have a little regret.

At this time, the Xuanjin Sword King said to him, "Xiao He, we should go." ”

It is true that this is the core area of the hinterland of the Sea of Evil Spirits, too close to the Hell Blood Demon Temple.

For every second he spent here, the Xuanjin Sword King had to expend tremendous strength to maintain his stealth and concealment aura.

Being able to hold on for ten minutes is already his limit.

He Wuxian understood this, so he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

The Xuanjin Sword King immediately turned around, wrapped himself and He Wuxian in a gray mist, and flew back towards Lai Lu.

In order to conceal his aura and figure, the Xuanjin Sword King went all out to urge the secret method, and the speed of his flight became much slower.

He Wuxian could even clearly see that there were traces of evil spirits' activities in front and back, left and right.

Even, the great evil spirits closest to him were less than a hundred miles away from him.

If it weren't for the secret method of the Xuanjin Sword King being magical enough, those great evil spirits would have discovered them a long time ago and chased them over.

The Xuanjin Sword King didn't say a word, flying cautiously and vigilantly, beware of the great evil spirits wandering nearby.

However, the good fortune of the two did not last long.

About four hours later, the Xuanjin Sword King was unable to catch up and relaxed a little.

As a result, the two great evil spirits eight hundred miles away from the two of them were immediately alarmed.

In an instant, the two great evil spirits roared angrily, and with an unparalleled murderous aura, they rushed over.

The Xuanjin Sword King was taken aback, and he didn't care about hiding his whereabouts, so he fled quickly without saying a word.

Those two great evil spirits are both the strength of the sevenfold Heavenly King Realm.

Although, with the ability of the Xuanjin Sword King, he can also deal with those two great evil spirits.

However, they had just left the confines of the Hell Blood Demon Temple, and they were still in the hinterland of the Sea of Evil Spirits.

Once there is a fight, it will definitely attract many great evil spirits to besiege it.

At that time, no matter how strong the strength of the Xuanjin Sword King is, the two of them will definitely die.

Escape, only desperately escape!

The Xuanjin Sword King flew as fast as lightning, and the two great evil spirits chased and killed violently.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely dangerous and urgent, and seeing the two big evil spirits getting closer and closer, He Wu's hatred heart also tightened.

What made him even more worried and anxious was that the two of them were speeding through the sea of evil spirits all the way, and more evil spirits were alarmed along the way.

In less than two hours, two more big evil spirits and more than a dozen small evil spirits joined the hunt.

The two of them rushed in front, followed by more than a dozen evil spirits, and the mighty appearance made many evil spirits look sideways.

Fortunately, the strength of the little evil spirits is too low, and their speed is not good, so they can't catch up with the Xuanjin Sword King at all.

Only those evil spirits whose strength has reached the fifth level or more of the Heavenly King Realm can be chased and killed all the way.

Before you know it, a day has passed.

Fortunately, He Wuxian and the Xuanjin Sword King were far away from the sphere of influence of the Hell Blood Demon Temple.

In the area where the two of them are now, there are not many great evil spirits moving around.

Unfortunately, the four great evil spirits who were chasing after them finally caught up and surrounded the two.

The Xuanjin Sword King simply didn't run away, took out two swords, and wanted to fight the four-headed evil spirit.

He Wuxian was a little worried, and said in a low voice: "Senior Liu, these four big evil spirits are not easy to provoke, do we really want to fight them?"

"Otherwise, let's find a way ...... again"

He Wuxian's words are already very euphemistic.

The six-fold and seven-fold evil spirits of the Four-Headed Heavenly King Realm are not just difficult to provoke?

Fighting them to the death is simply sending them to the death!

One big evil spirit is enough for the Xuanjin Sword King to have a headache, let alone four heads.

He Wuxian couldn't see any hope at all, and before he started fighting, he decided that he would definitely lose.

But the Xuanjin Sword King was not worried, and said with a calm expression: "Xiao He, don't worry, you stay in the pagoda, I am sure to take you out of here." ”

"It's just that I'm going to teach these big guys a lesson and let them know that it's great. ”

When He Wuxian heard this, he immediately rejected the proposal, shook his head firmly, and said, "Although my strength is weak, I can also contribute a little bit." Senior Liu, it is my honor to fight side by side with you. ”

As he spoke, he also took out the blood-drinking knife, and his fighting intent rose all over his body, and his murderous aura was bursting.

The Xuanjin Sword King glanced at him in some surprise, but he didn't say anything.

It's just that in the heart of the Xuanjin Sword King, the evaluation of He Wuxian is one point higher.

Those who do not flee in battle, who are not afraid of death, have commendable courage.

Seeing this, the four great evil spirits showed their fierce faces and fangs, and slowly approached.

He Wuxian held the blood-drinking knife tighter, and the star power in his body surged, and he could burst out with the strongest blow at any time.

The Xuanjin Sword King still had a calm face, holding a golden sword in each hand, and his eyes were staring directly at the powerful evil spirit.

Suddenly, he spoke.

"Maku, what are you muttering ...... Wo Yu Ayou?"

He Wuxian was stunned, his face full of surprise.

Because, what the Xuanjin Sword King said, he couldn't understand a word.

Not only that, but the way he pronounces and the syllables are very strange and strange.

It was a language that He Wuxian had never heard before, very obscure, even more difficult to understand than the dragon language.

However, He Wuxian saw that when the four-headed evil spirit heard this, his expression changed, and his slowly approaching footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

Moreover, the four of them also looked at each other, each of them looked at each other, as if they were a little puzzled and surprised.

He Wuxian suddenly understood that what the Xuanjin Sword King said must be the language of the evil spirit clan.

Hearing a human speaking the language of the Evil Spirit Race is like hearing an Evil Spirit speak the language of the Terran Race, which is truly amazing.

He Wuxian's eyes when he looked at the Xuanjin Sword King changed, and he always felt that there were countless secrets hidden in the Xuanjin Sword King's body.

This Xuanjin Sword King is really too mysterious.

He has been wandering in the sea of evil spirits for thousands of years, what has happened?

Taking advantage of the surprise and confusion of the four-headed evil spirit, the Xuanjin Sword King took out a black stone the size of a grinding plate.

The stone was oval-shaped, resembling an egg, but it had a strong smell of death and some strange words engraved on it.

The Xuanjin Sword King's face was solemn, holding the huge stone in one hand, and he said a few words in the language of the evil spirit clan.

Although He Wuxian couldn't understand it, he could hear that the tone of the Xuanjin Sword King was very stern and angry, as if he was scolding and scolding those big evil spirits.

Suddenly, the four great evil spirits showed angry and angry looks, and wanted to fight, but they were a little jealous and afraid.

In short, their mood was quite complicated, and the way they wanted to do it but didn't dare to move made He Wuxian more and more curious.

The Xuanjin Sword King put away the black stone, his eyes swept over the four great evil spirits with a fierce and majestic look, and he scolded them twice, as if to make them retreat.

However, the four great evil spirits were a little unwilling, and they surrounded and refused to retreat.

So, the Xuanjin Sword King was furious, swung his golden twin swords, and slashed out the golden sword light in the sky, and shrouded one of the great evil spirits.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sixfold evil spirit of the Heavenly King Realm, unable to dodge, was suddenly slashed by thousands of sword lights, and burst into a muffled sound.

His bones were slashed by the sword light, his body shook violently and rolled, and he retreated backwards for more than ten miles.

When he stopped steadily, he immediately stretched his neck, stared at the Xuanjin Sword King with blood-red eyes, and let out an angry and low roar.

Looking at his appearance, he seemed to have been taught a lesson by the Xuanjin Sword King, but he was very unconvinced.

It's just that he just yelled a few times, but he didn't dare to really rush up, and he was still very jealous of the Xuanjin Sword King.

The Xuanjin Sword King scolded two more words, and then he roared unwillingly and turned to leave.

The remaining three great evil spirits have been staring at the Xuanjin Sword King and He Wuxie, eyeing each other, and will launch a thunderous blow at any time.

However, the Xuanjin Sword King looked calm, confidently withdrew the double swords, and flew away with He Wuxian.

It wasn't until the two of them flew out a hundred miles away that He Wuxian looked back and found that the three-headed evil spirit was still parked in place, and he didn't dare to catch up.

At this time, he became more and more curious, and he couldn't wait to see what the Xuanjin Sword King had said immediately.

Half an hour later, when the two of them flew out more than a hundred thousand miles away, the Xuanjin Sword King, who had been calm and confident, relaxed at this time.

He flew at full speed, his face turned pale, his chest heaved and he gasped violently.

It can be seen that his strength is extremely exhausted, and his body is very weak.

He Wuxian was a little worried, so he asked him to stop and rest, but the Xuanjin Sword King refused.

He said that this place has not yet left the depths of the sea of evil spirits, and the situation of the two is still very dangerous, and they have not stopped to rest.

So, the Xuanjin Sword King supported his weak body and flew away for five days with He Wuxian.

It wasn't until the two of them left the deep area of the Sea of Evil Spirits and could see the islands of many evil spirit tribes that the Xuanjin Sword King really relaxed.

The two of them found a small island with no one to hide, and the Xuanjin Sword King used his breath to regulate his breath and restore his strength, and He Wuxian helped him protect the Dharma and guard the surroundings.

Three days later, the Xuanjin Sword King's pranayama was completed, and He Wuxian was relieved.

The two continued to fly, and on the way to the road, He Wuxian finally asked the question in his heart.

"Senior Liu, what did you say to those big evil spirits before?"

"And that black stone, what is it? They seem to be afraid of you. ”