"This thunder sword was created with him back then."

Feng Tianshang's voice was endless desolation. He could not imagine why his former old friend slaughtered 88 of them.

"Senior, do you have a way to control the spirit of this Thunder Sword?"

Ye Chen's divine thoughts moved, and his eyes were already impatient.

"Yes." Feng Tianshang said without hesitation.

Although Dao Wujiang was a disciple of Confucian ancestor, he was not an orthodox master of artifact spirits. It can even be said that many of his artifact spirit refining methods were taught by Feng Tianshang himself.

Even though this Bing Thunder Sword was created by them together, he was the leader!

As the most famous master of spirit in the entire Tianren Realm, he has this confidence!

"Please help me and save Jiudian."

Ye Chen said in a deep voice and took the initiative to let go of his body's authority.

In the midst of lightning, Feng Tianshang's divine thought had already covered Ye Chen's body.

Dao Wujiang's brow moved slightly, and he actually felt a familiar smell on this kid.

"I'm the divine thought of my deity, tell me the divine consciousness, see my soul, and go my divine movement!"

Ye Chen's evil sword had been closed, his hands were closed, and a hot flame tongue emanated from his entire body. The flame tongue was like purgatory, hitting the Thunder Sword fiercely.

The originally howling Thunder Sword, under the hook of the fire tongue, the divine power of the thunder was slowly dissipating.

Dao Wujiang's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Who are you?"

"The years have passed, can't you even recognize me?"

Feng Tianshang said slowly through Ye Chen's mouth, and the emotions mixed in his tone were extremely complicated. When we met again, there were eighty-seven lives between the two.

"It turned out to be you."

Dao Wujiang's expression changed again and again: "You are still alive."

Feng Tianshang paused: "I guess you are very regretful, because I am alive, and someone will remember your evil deeds back then!"

"Tianshang, you don't know the reason for the incident back then, it was not my intention."

Dao Wujiang seemed to be thinking of a little old love, but the eyes of this gaze that looked at Ye Chen actually showed a hint of indescribable difficulties.

It’s a pity that Feng Tianshang had already seen the neatly arranged tombstones in the Blue Forest at this time. No matter how clichés there are, they are just quibbling.

"The spirit of the weapon, in my name, is reverent!"

Ye Chen roared, and a hurricane splashed on his body, blowing his hair in the air.

The thunder sword originally in Dao Wujiang's hand was deflecting in direction bit by bit.

"Thunder Sword!"

Dao Wujiang roared wildly, but it had no effect on the direction change of the Thunder Sword.

"Bang!"

Ye Chen opened his big hand, and the sword that was originally in Dao Wujiang's hand actually flew into Ye Chen's hand with a bang.

"Let you taste the true power of this Thunder Sword!"

Feng Tianshang's face was calm, and the thunder sword in his hand was as if it was born into one. His whole body was solid as iron, and his red magma was wrapped around his body. It was once the thick fire color in the construction furnace.

The Thunder Sword instantly turned red, and the original sword surface was already red, with layers of light dots on it. The divine power of the weapon spirit was like a god at the top of the throne, heading towards Dao Wujiang with ferociousness.

Dao Wujiang's face became serious: "Tianshang, if you stop, I can save this kid's life!"

Feng Tianshang shook his head: "Impossible!"

His eyes were hot and red like Hell Shura, and he looked at Dao Wujiang with a firm heart: "Tell me out your indescribable hidden secret! Otherwise! I will do the way for heaven!"

Dao Wujiang seemed a little helpless, and the original hesitation on his face became sharp at this moment.

"Okay! Since all eighty-seven are dead, you can go with them together!"

Dao Wujiang's eyes showed a fierce look, and his expression was no longer as good as an old friend when he looked at Feng Tianshang.

Ye Chen, who was hiding in the cemetery of reincarnation, sank his heart. Feng Tianshang is just a master of the spirit of the weapon. The more he knows Tao Wujie, the more he knows Tao Wujie.

The Red Fire Thunder Sword showed a rushing fire, heading towards its original host in an erosion.

Dao Wujiang was naked with his chest. At this time, the pattern of the Thunder Sword above actually had red edge traces.

Feng Tianshang had a hint of relief at the corner of his mouth: "This is your true face!"

However, Dao Wujiang did not face the Red Blood Sword at the first time, but instead transformed into a dagger with a cold light in his hand.

The dagger actually stabbed towards his chest, and he cut out the skin with the thunder sword pattern on his body.

Ye Chen's eyes shone with divine light. Dao Wujiang's actions made him feel a little confused.

Feng Tianshang looked at his actions and showed a pale and powerless bitterness.

The easiest and most difficult method to crack the reverse attack of the Master of Artifact Spirit is to unblock the connection between itself and the Artifact Spirit. Although this method involves the body and soul being greatly damaged, it is the fastest and most effective.

Dao Wujiang used this method without thinking.

The Red Blood Thunder Sword tyrannically turned towards the bloody Tao Wuwang in his chest.

The long hair hanging down on Dao Wujiang's cheek made him look particularly gloomy. He looked up at Ye Chen's eyes and showed a ferocious strangling intention.

"Now, the Sword of Thunder has broken away from my source vein! What can you do to me!"

The thunder that was originally densely packed with thunder swords had now dissipated in the entire void.

"Leave the rest to me for senior."

Ye Chen's voice came from the Reincarnation Cemetery. Feng Tianshang was able to use his power to remove the spirit of the Thunder Sword, and he had done his best to do it.

Feng Tianshang knew that he had done his best and that Ye Chen was more suitable than him for leaving the battlefield behind the spirit of the weapon.

Besides, Dao Wujiang is also severely damaged by backlash, so this is Ye Chen’s opportunity!

Hurry, Hurry, Hurry!

Suddenly, wisps of Wu Earth's source energy surged wildly, bursting out a surging yellow light, instantly evolving into nine giant swords, each of which was as huge as a carved dragon beam and pillar. It rumbled to the ground and formed a circle, like a sword wall, firmly protecting Ye Chen.

The Emperor's Sword!

"Eternal Night Great Demon Sky!" Ye Chen shouted loudly, waved his palm, and sacrificed the dark source talisman. The boundless darkness instantly enveloped the entire world. All light was cut off.

In the sky and the earth, it fell into darkness.

"Senior Jiudian, you guys get out of here quickly!"

"Want to leave?"

The cool voice of Dao Wujiang was already ringing in the darkness.

The earth under everyone's feet suddenly shaking violently, the ground suddenly began to sink, and the dust surged from the entire ground formed a black cloud, making a sky and earth full of clouds.

Dao Wujiang's bloody body was already shining with layers of red light, and the endless power of thunder flashed on it.
Chapter completed!