Sword Spirit Laid-off Reemployment Guide

Chapter 94

In the blood-stained thundercloud, a looming figure is slowly stretching.

"There is a demon." Nuwa said.

Emperor Haotian squinted his eyes and said hesitantly: "Looks familiar, it looks like... which immortal who ascended?" After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't remember it, Emperor Haotian didn't want to, forget it, he really couldn't remember clearly .

Qingping Jian urged Tongtian to kill the demon, "I haven't fought against the ancestor of the demon yet, and the demon who inherited his malicious fragments is also fine. Hurry up, let's go there together, so as not to be preempted by Lirue."

Tong Tian pressed the Qingping sword back, "It's late, the Li Xian sword is shining. Jianqing will definitely come out—" Before the handwriting of the hand came out of his mouth, Nuwa first said "Huh", and then whispered to Fuxi They exchanged: "What kind of play is the sword flying out alone?"

Fuxi shook his head, how could he know what kind of play this is, he is an ant who can't move 10 moves under Jian Zun's hands.

"Do you want to form a sword array?"

"Or, the flying sword penetrates?"

The prehistoric bigwigs staring at Shui Jing became inexplicably serious, and began to analyze the motive of this flying sword move.

The red hydrangea in Nuwa's pocket rolled out at some point. Hearing their rambling analysis, the red hydrangea rolled her eyes secretly, "Isn't there any adult to look at Sword Master's expression? He looks very surprised , I never thought that the Lixian sword would be let go."

Suddenly hearing the voice of the red hydrangea, the sound of analysis and discussion stopped for two seconds, and everyone's eyes returned to the water mirror that was mainly facing Chen Fuyi.

Sure enough, Chen Fuyi's right hand was raised on the waist and abdomen, and he was looking down at his palm.Because of the angle, they couldn't see Chen Fuyi's expression, but judging from the duration of Chen Fuyi looking at the palm, he probably couldn't figure it out.

The darkness completely engulfed the earth, only the ferocious thunder lights waving their claws to declare their existence.

Looking at the falling thunder, Xia Li seemed to have returned to the nightmare deep in his memory.

The endless purple thunderclouds completely enveloped him, and he vaguely saw a person with his back facing him, as if he had merged with the thunder and disappeared completely.

Fear and anger came to my heart at the same time.

He didn't allow it, he didn't allow that sword cultivator who talked to him every day to just disappear like this.

At this moment, the sword spirit clearly remembered the scene of himself rolling down Mount Sumeru. He remembered every tribulation thunder that fell on him, the uneven slopes and jagged rocks on Mount Sumeru, and the last time he saw the sword cultivator. that glance.

With Qinglian dew on his back, he has a straight back and brisk steps, he doesn't need to know where that sword spirit has gone, he is still the unrestrained sword master in this prehistoric continent.

Xia Li never made the sword in Chen Fuyi's hand for a day before taking shape.

Even so, he still chose to give his all for the sword repair he identified.

But now, these tribulation thunders dyed with red light seem to be forcing Xia Li to keep recalling the fear of losing his sword cultivator. The sword spirit can't bear this naked provocation, so, in silence, He exploded.

The moment he broke free from the sword repairer's hand and rushed out, Xia Li actually didn't think so much, he just wanted to beat this demon, really wanted to!He can't resist the way of heaven, can't he kill you, a monster?

Let you chop the sword to cultivate, let you chop the sword one after another, how dare you?

The green-golden sword light tore through the darkness, shredded the thundercloud, and exposed the completely demonized thing.

There were bright red lines floating on Mo's black skin, and his eyes were completely filled with blood-colored pupils without the whites of his eyes. The Mo that lost Leiyun moved quickly, stretching out his sharp claws to grab Xia Li.

Xia Li flickered suddenly, the sword flashed from top to bottom, the demon roared and made an unbearable cry, and an arm with bursting meridians fell from the sky.

"I rely on me, rely on me." Tianji hurriedly dodged, but was still covered in dirty blood, "Jiujiujiu, I won't be infected—oh wait, there is no magic energy?"

Tianji was very surprised, and even pulled Mo's fallen arm again, "Hey, there is really no magic energy!"

"Jianzun, Jianzun." Tianji flapped its wings and flew in front of Chen Fuyi, "Your sword still has this effect?"

No, even though the sword master of the Ritual Immortal Sword can tear everything apart, eliminating demonic energy is not included.The way of magic is one of the avenues. To tear apart a monster is just to let the gathered magic energy dissipate again. Under the way of heaven, the way of magic is weakened.

Just because it doesn't work doesn't mean that the magic energy is completely gone.

unless--

Chen Fuyi looked at the sky from a distance, and some kind of purple light flowed, as if he was looking at a farther place through the sky.

"What are you doing again?" Thirty-three days later, Hongjun captured Luo Hui who had slipped out and brought him back to Zixiao Palace.

Luo Hu flipped a fragment in his hand, and said in a dawdly way: "It's boring, it's just that I suddenly feel boring. The things I released are for that Hongmeng Ziqi to fall in love with? What's wrong with smashing him a few thunders? That sword spirit protects the calf. Rush out, is your family's Hongmeng Ziqi eating soft food?"

Hongjun: "..."

He didn't say a word, but doubled the chains on Luo Hu's body.

"Be honest."

Chen Fuyi was not surprised that Hongjun would look for him, but he still held grudges for being trapped in Zixiao Palace and delayed his search for the sword, so he still chose to blacken Hongjun.

But this time, Hongjun, who has the same root and origin, did not back down, and forcibly connected to Chen Fuyi's Shenfu spiritual consciousness.

"I have something to tell you..."

In the sky above Shencheng, the battle between Xia Li and the monsters was so loud that it had reached the point where the cultivation world and the ordinary affairs management center could not be fooled. Can it be solved? Can it be solved!?”

Luo Wangyu, who was forced to answer the phone, said, "Leader, please calm down first."

The leader of the relevant department: "Calm down? How do you tell me to calm down? Tell our people that we are living in a world of cultivating immortals. Will the nine-year compulsory education add an extra course called the foundation of comprehension?"

Luo Wangyu: "It's not impossible, but it's not necessary. The spirit energy is exhausted, and most people with a little spiritual root can't cultivate, unless they are shocking geniuses, but there are really very few geniuses, even less than your youth class, so don't worry about it." It is recommended to open a course on the basics of comprehension."

Leader: "I didn't really want to teach this class. Now how do I explain to the masses the abnormal weather and—— and those two unknown creatures above Shencheng that are brighter than meteors and are constantly changing their directions?" !?"

Luo Wangyu was silent for a moment, "Anyway, the whole world is abnormal, why don't we see how foreign friends make up?"

The leader dropped the phone angrily.

After a few seconds, the other party called back instead.

"At least there is good news. According to our senior who is not convenient to provide his name, we will win."

"..."

"In addition, Shencheng has been covered by Meng Potang heavy rain, which can ensure that the memory of the people is faulted, and we saved all the people in the lightning strike. Remember to settle the rescue fee."

Leader: "Antihypertensive drugs, give me some antihypertensive drugs, my blood pressure has gone up."

The sharp blade pierced through the chest, and dark red blood dripped from the cyan sword.The demon who was originally defeated by Xia Li became even more vulnerable after losing the blessing of the evil thought fragments of the ancestor of the demon.However, Xia Li still didn't let go of him who had been tied into a sieve.

"There is something wrong with Li Xian." The Four Swords of Zhu Xian were the first to notice.Killing Immortal Sword said: "I'm red-eyed." Jue Xianjian shook his head: "It seems to be haunted. How did this demon stimulate him?"

Qingping realized after the sword: "He is overdrawing his spiritual power! Ahhh, what is Ziyi doing, stop Lili quickly."

Tongtian's sword spirits were in a hurry to get angry, Qingpingjian grabbed Tongtian's robe and roared, "Why is that purple-clothed stupefied!" Tongtian scratched the back of his head, "How did you tell?"

It's not his own sword, so it's really hard for a sword repairman to judge the state of the sword.For example, Xia Li now, no matter Tongtian or Minghe, they all think he is very fierce, and he is really a good sword.

The Four Swords of Jade Immortal discussed it, and then disappeared into the sky in a stream of light.

The immortals looked at Tongtian calmly, don't you feel ashamed that you ran away by yourself?

Babel doesn't think so.

He was also complacent, "When Zhu Xian Four Swords arrives at the scene, I will broadcast the first-hand situation for everyone. I always feel that there is something wrong with just looking at the water mirror."

Nüwa: "Then...that's fine."

There is one thing to say, the water mirror is indeed a bit blurred in the chaotic spiritual force field, even if it is a high-definition camera set up by several saints, the spiritual energy in the world is like that, this wave belongs to the hardware that cannot keep up.

Zhu Xian's Four Swords were extremely fast, and it took only a blink of an eye to reach the sky above Shencheng.But there is no chance of playing.

Chen Fuyi was whistling like a shooting star, and stopped Xia Li with his auspicious purple aura.He raised his hand, and the dying demon instantly turned into powder and scattered, and Xia Li also changed into a human form in his arms.

It's just that those usually bright eyes still carried a cold killing intent.

"It's all right." Chen Fuyi's voice carried an imperceptible tremor, and he hugged Xia Li tightly, pressing his cheek against his neck.

The sword should have no temperature, but when Chen Fuyi held Xia Li in his arms, it felt like he was holding a piece of hot zeolite. Every inch of his body burned Chen Fuyi deeply.

This is his little sword spirit.

For him, the little sword spirit who has survived the thunder of nine heavens and rolled through the world of mortals ten feet away.

The sword cultivator unconsciously tightened the strength of the hug in his hands, so tight that the humanoid body under the sword spirit's clothes was stained with red marks.But this excessive confinement just gave Xia Li a sense of security of being owned.

Is it his sword cultivator?

Yes.

The ferocity in Xia Li's eyes faded, and the fatigue from excessive use of spiritual power spread.

Chen Fuyi pinched his chin, only bowed his head and kissed him, taking a mouthful of pure spiritual power.

Zhu Xian Four Swords: "Oh oh oh, won't this be the continuation of spiritual power."

Other monks, monsters, and weapon spirits who were still at the scene were waiting for the audience: "It's so real!" "This horse riding premiere is so exciting!" "I can, do it again!"

Xiao Yunding watched the prehistoric crowd broadcast by the water mirror: "?" Is it popular to cross spiritual power to kiss now?

Nuwa seemed to have turned on some switch, and let out a strange "hehehe" laugh.