Looking at the stunningly beautiful cat-eared girl in front of her, Cong Xin's memories seemed to be pulled back to a year ago.

"Jinghua Palace, Jinghua Palace..."

He murmured in his mouth, and when he looked at Xia Lianxing, he seemed to see "her" in the past.

The green-haired girl who made people instantly fall into love in the past has become an unattainable "miracle flower spirit" in today's world.

She was like a dream, hovering before his eyes every day and night, appearing in his mind, but she could no longer be easily seen.

Once upon a time, she was his only spiritual support in his cultivation, and the only motivation that allowed him to move forward in pain, even though there was no crack for him in her world.

In order to be able to see her again, he gave up a stable rest of his life and chose to make a deal with the devil;

In order to break through and accelerate the progress of his cultivation as soon as possible, he had to sacrifice his qualifications as a man and pay a price that could never be recovered in his life.

After the battle of the Sword Alliance, he fled to Zhongzhou with the magic sword.

I originally wanted to join the Demon Slaying Alliance to find a quiet place to practice, but who knew that not long after, a battle of "Destruction of the Hidden Gate" occurred that was even more exaggerated and tragic than the battle of the Sword Alliance——

Between heaven and earth, the six strongest forces in the world of human immortality were exterminated one after another. The "Jinghua Palace" that swept everything came into being, and used high-profile practical actions to prove to all mankind that "all those who try to invade Fenghua Mountain will

The horrific fact that everyone must die.”

At that time, he was lucky enough to survive due to his low level of cultivation. He traveled around Nantian City to recuperate and recuperate. With the help of the magic sword Gu Xiuyin, he successfully broke through the golden elixir and condensed the Nascent Soul. His cultivation speed skyrocketed, reaching thousands of miles per day.

Of course, the cost is also very huge.

His body gradually became more abnormal under the erosion of the "Evil Mist Summoning Technique"——

The blood turns from red to black, the skin begins to turn white, the male characteristics on the outside become less obvious, and the mood is always anxious and manic without warning...

He knows that if you want to gain something, you will often lose something.

While using up his vitality to practice at a very fast pace, he has realized that sooner or later his life will end badly due to practicing this "evil method" that is even more demonic than the demonic method.

But even so, even so, he still didn't want to give up.

"Those who step into darkness cannot turn back."

Cong Xin knows this truth well.

Shortly after the "Destruction of the Hidden Gate", his cultivation had stabilized at the Nascent Soul Stage, and he came to Miaoxian Pavilion and became the guest elder here. At the same time, he also heard more about the "Jinghua Palace" from Du Ningquan.

Information about "Mu Qing".

It turns out that the term "Spirit Envoy" has entered everyone's sight more deeply since Lingyue, and has become a synonym for the daunting "Supreme Power".

"The master of Jinghua Palace, Lu Lingqiu, has an unknown number of spirit envoys under his command, but whether they are the third generation, the second generation, or the first generation who are comparable to gods, they are all stunning and peerless, and ordinary people are not worthy of getting involved."

This is what the dead young master of Miaoxian Pavilion once said to him.

Combining the information that Demon Sword Gu Xiuyin once mentioned that "the man named Lu Lingqiu has reached the level of transcending tribulation," Cong Xin understood that it turned out that what he was looking forward to at the beginning was just a gift from God when he was bored.

Just a joke.

World lines that have no intersection, an existence that can only be looked up to——

Without the magic sword, it would be a complete fantasy to defeat a demigod or even a true god.

——

…

Taking a deep breath and feeling the massive amount of "demon energy" slowly pouring into her body from the demon sword on her back, Cong Xin pulled her thoughts back from the past and addressed the most important question to the person in front of her, word by word.

"Spirit Envoy" said:

"Your palace's 'Mu Qing', how is she... doing now?"

Staring at him recalling his old friend like this, Xia Lianxing, who was on high alert, was slightly startled, then his eyes became colder and he asked:

"Who are you? What is your relationship with Mu Qing?"

In the girl's mind, this person is very strange.

If possible, she would like to deal with the other party immediately.

However, the power of the magic sword was too mysterious and unknown for her to take action directly.

Now, the other party mentioned Cha Qing again, which made Maomao feel vaguely like something was wrong.

Confused, he asked:

"You know her?"

Cong Xin shook his head, as if he didn't want to say more, and just raised the flying sword on his waist and pointed it at the cat in front of him.

The temporary demonic energy given to him by the demonic sword has spread throughout his body. At this moment, the spiritual pressure emanating from his body has already broken through the Nascent Soul realm and reached the level of becoming a god.

Seeing that he was about to take action, Gu Xiuyin's voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Cong Xin, I see that you have too much murderous intention in your heart. Do you really want to use my power to kill the little girl in front of you?"

"Yes, Master."

Cong Xin seemed to reply directly without thinking.

"In this case, my teacher is a little confused."

The voice of the magic sword was confused:

"Can't you see that this cat demon is no worse than Mu Qing in terms of appearance and figure? Why do you have to think about your old friend and reject the delicious food that comes to your door?

Besides, what about even killing him?

Wouldn't it be wonderful to catch one alive first to satisfy your desires?"

I don’t know if it’s sincere advice or if there’s something in it, but it doesn’t matter.

Confronted with the magic sword, Cong Xin always speaks directly:

"Master, I once said that in this life, I only like Mu Qing. No matter how beautiful other women are, they have nothing to do with me."

His expression was extremely serious and did not look like he was lying.

Xia Lianxing, who was opposite him, finally realized from the conversation between the two of them. It turned out that the person in front of him was named "Cong Xin", and the relationship between him and Cha Qing could only be regarded as...

Just unrequited love.

"This man's dream is too exaggerated."

With this thought in his mind, Maomao Maotou suddenly felt the intention to kill him.

Because in her heart, Cha Qing, as a "good sister", although sometimes quite irritating, they are all the owner's property after all, and they must not be allowed to be interfered with by outsiders. Even outsiders' "ideas" should be stifled.

In the cradle!

At this moment, the voice of the magic sword sounded again:

"Haha, why are you so stubborn, kid? With your personality, if you were left to live in this world of human immortality, you would have been swallowed long ago without even the bones left."

Demon Sword seemed to sigh, paused and said:

"That's alright, you just need to remember that if you kill her, you will regret it later. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Thank you, Master, for helping me."

Cong Xin clenched the flying sword in her hand, and the spiritual pressure around her body rose rapidly. It seemed that she had no intention of wavering at all.

In fact, he did not fully explain to the Demon Sword why he wanted to kill Xia Lianxing.

The reason is very simple -

In his heart, Du Ningquan, the young master of Miaoxian Pavilion, hired him to sit here and provide him with a place to stay. However, he failed to save his employer's life. This was a great debt.

Since people cannot be resurrected after death, since what happened has happened, Cong Xin believes that under the favorable circumstances and favorable circumstances, it is a kind of "morality" to avenge Du Ningquan as much as possible so that he can rest in peace below.

However, if such thoughts were heard by Gu Xiuyin, he would definitely laugh at him as "childish" and "naive", so he simply did not talk about it, but tried his best to use practical actions to accomplish what he wanted to do.

thing.

This is the truth that he has gradually figured out since he came into contact with the magic sword.

——

In the underground dark warehouse, the black fog was extremely thick.

Opposite, in Xia Lianxing's sleeve, Yuan Xiaobu's voice trembled:

"Sister, let's run away...! We can't defeat him. I don't want to see such a good person like you die with me in vain!"

"Don't worry, Xiaobu. I want to give it a try."

Xia Lianxing replied via voice transmission:

"I am the third generation "Shadow Spirit Envoy" of Jinghua Palace. Every word and deed I do represents the master and the Flower Palace.

So, no matter what the situation, I will never run away without a fight.

What's more, the enemy in front of me has only around the early stage of spiritual transformation, so I won't necessarily lose."

"But big sister! Your cultivation is only in the transformation stage! And besides, you no longer have weapons! We can't..."

"Purple Lightning Spiritual Technique·Cang Ying Ning Lei!"

Before Yuan Xiaobu finished speaking, he saw Xia Lianxing suddenly raise her fair right arm high, as if she was trying to grab something out of thin air!

At the same time, terrifying spiritual energy that was so huge that it was not at the "Nascent Soul level" was condensed in the palm of the girl's body along her arms——

In the next breath, a "Thunder Sword" emitting dazzling purple light took shape!

"This, this is..."

Yuan Xiaobu opened his small mouth and looked at the gorgeous thunder blade formed by the purest "Purple Lightning Spiritual Power" in the world, and was speechless.

The crackling sound is endless, and the electric current dances around like a whip!

Xia Lianxing held the dazzling thunder tightly with one hand. At the moment when Cong Xin launched the attack decisively, he suddenly pointed it towards the billowing black mist and slashed it out with all his strength!!

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Chapter completed!