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A ray of light bloomed in Jinghu's heart.

The sword of light and freedom, the true soul in the sword!

I felt that the power of the sword soul of the light was like an "bobo" impact, and the golden body and rays were easily destroyed like bubbles. Jing Hu was shocked and his heart beat fiercely. He had never seen such a powerful realm of ferrying misfortune, which was so powerful that it was almost desperate.

This is the soul of the sword!

A ray of light bloomed on Jing Hu's body, making his body look like a sun wheel, and with the light of this sword soul, it shone a hundred miles in a radius like daytime.

How many sword souls are they? Jing Hu has no idea, has no experience, and has basically never seen the true soul of the move, so it is difficult to judge.

However, the moment the sword soul was added, he understood how terrifying the true soul was. In other words, the true soul power contained in the sword of the Sect Changkong was so terrifying.

Before Jing Hu could vomit out a mouthful of blood, he saw that the ray of light was like a sword that pierced directly into his body from the void. The endless sword souls were raging in his body. The lights were like coming alive, as if countless small sword energy were raging in his body.

If he couldn't resist, he would almost tear his body to pieces, no, it would melt like ice and snow.

Jing Hu doesn’t want to die!

He was entrusted by Wuyue, so he was in charge of Zhenkong and had no hatred or hatred with Zong Changkong.

However, he is the weakest link, and Zong Changkong will definitely target him specifically. If the three swords cannot kill him, there will be a fourth sword until he defeats him and kills him.

Just three swords forced him to defeat the Crossing Realm. It seemed that it was no big deal, but while Zong Changkong fired the three swords, he was under attack and pressure from the other five ends, he could not exert his full strength at all!

Zong Changkong, who is suppressed and suppressed, is equivalent to his peak of Duhe, and at most he can exert his strength at the early stage of Duhe, and may even be even lower. It is simply terrible!

Without suppression, how powerful would a Zong Changkong who could fully exert his strength?

At this moment, Jing Hu finally understood what the weight of Zong Changkong, which was recorded in history books, was.

"Ah roar!" He opened his eyes angrily. His personal breath of Duhe spread like a substance, invisibly suppressing people within a radius of at least a hundred miles.

It was also at this moment that the extremely grand light in Jing Hu's body suddenly increased its light, illuminating the entire sky and earth within a radius of hundreds of miles. He is not a match for the Zong Changkong, but he can cultivate to the realm of tragic disaster. How could he be ordinary?

He saw his eyes emitting sharp light, and his body was shaking violently, as if a sword energy broke out from his chest and pierced into the nine heavens with blood. Immediately afterwards, countless tiny blood lines were sprayed out from his body. The scene seemed terrifying, but in fact he snatched his life back from the sword soul.

The rumbling aftermath. The involuntary light was forced out of Jing Hu's body. In a blink of an eye, it spread and covered dozens of miles in a radius. Wherever the aftermath of one in a hundred was melted away, the rocks and steel were all melted away by one layer, and the scene was shocking.

Looking around, this radius of dozens of miles is actually 100 feet shorter than the surrounding area, and it is very abrupt.

From the vacuum lock, Jing Hu's breath suddenly weakened by more than 70%. Sui Kurong and Guxing, who were in different areas, were shocked physically and mentally. No one was more familiar with the vacuum lock than them. People at each end could not communicate, but could detect the strength of each other's breath.

It can detect. The sword soul aura is obviously much stronger!

It definitely surpasses Zong Changkong's previous performance. Compared with the past, it is completely level and a gap in realm. It is the breakthrough brought by the Huangquan Martial Realm to Zong Changkong.

Sui Kurong and Gu Xing quickly realized that Zong Changkong not only had some breakthroughs in cultivation, but also had major breakthroughs in sword soul. Otherwise, it would be difficult to defeat three consecutive swords in a state of suppression, and even severely damaged a new crossing realm like Jing Hu.

In a moment, both of their hearts fell into a dark and cold bottomless abyss.

Oh no!

At this time, a loud laughter filled with heroic coming from the mouth of the sect Changkong and spreading along the vacuum lock into the souls of Sui Kurong and others.

"Borderless Vacuum Lock! Today I will see you break it with my sword!"

Jing Hu's heart suddenly shrank, and he could no longer withstand the destruction of the sword soul.

With a thought, Jing Hu's soul was like a knife, cutting off the connection with the Vacuum Lock itself. When Zong Changkong's sword came from the other end of the distant void, he had already jumped away in the air without any nostalgia. When he looked back suddenly, he saw the light shining and the Vacuum Lock's sword shattered.

At this time, only five ends of the vacuum lock exist!

At the beginning of the eight ends, only two people in the Crossing Realm were required to lead the lead, which was enough to suppress the sect Changkong. The six ends were a bit reluctant, and they could maintain this suppression level by relying on the three major Crossing Realm together. Now that the reduction of one end and the lack of Jinghu, the Crossing Realm, is simply a fatal blow.

The balance of power is finally broken.

Sui Kurong and Gu Xingzhi could not suppress the three names in the Breaking Void Realm. No matter what, the current one is, the sect Changkong, whose cultivation is at the brink of breakthrough and whose true soul is condensed stronger, can no longer suppress it even if it has not broken through the previous sect Changkong.

More than ten years ago, after the battle of Luoxia Sect, what they were most worried about finally happened.

This dragon, which had been locked for more than 800 years, finally broke the shackles and was revealing its sharpest minions. The more shackles were broken, the sharper the minions became, and they became more and more unbeatable.

They understood too much, their faces were extremely gloomy, one roared in his heart, and the other roared in his mouth. The Yaotai realm we were looking forward to was going to kill Zong Changkong this time, instead of witnessing him escape from the trap!

No matter how they wanted to break their heads, they never thought that it was not that Ko Lei and the other five who had high expectations had not arrived, nor that they did not fail to take action. It was just that Tan Weiran, who wanted to eat his flesh, used the illusion to hold him back.

In fact, it is definitely hard to believe that Zong Changkong could actually escape from the trap. For more than 800 years, Zong Changkong has been wandering in shallow water and trapped in the city of sorrow, saying that he could successfully escape in the short time when the five people were blocked by the illusion. No matter how you say it, it seems unreal.

It was probably unexpected that all the heads of Mingxin Sect and Xingdou Sect were broken. Tan Weiran would "magically" find the sect Changkong.

No one expected that Tan Weiran obtained the Sword of Emperor Huangquan in Baili Cave. With his comprehending in the Huangquan Martial Realm, Zong Changkong was able to "magically" achieve both breakthroughs in cultivation and moves in just a few months.

If he knew the role that Tan Weiran played, Mingxin Sect would never give up chasing him in Baili Cave Palace.

"Ao a drink!"

Every muscle on Zong Changkong's body exerted force. It was as tough as steel, making people feel like a body of steel when they looked at it. As their arms were waving, the pair of iron arms tweeted two lights on their arms, and roared up to the sky: "Sui Kurong, Guxing, are you ready now!"

"My Sect Changkong is coming back now."

The light chain was pulled by a pair of iron arms, and sparks splashed. Zong Changkong took a deep breath, and his already majestic body seemed to grow a little longer: "Let you learn about the sword technique I have recently understood..."

When Zong Changkong's eyes were bright and his eyes were not sharp, it set off the majestic temperament of the heavy sword without sharpness. As his palms split and closed, a bright light suddenly shone into the secret of heaven and burst into a chain of light.

This sword, the target...Lone Star!

Xingdou Sect, Gu Xing swayed his eyebrows, and he knew that it was definitely not an opponent's gritting his teeth. His body's essence suddenly condensed, and he suddenly used a secret technique. In an instant, his breath quietly rose to a higher level, and rushed from the middle stage of Du'er to the peak of Du'er.

The secret technique of the Star Dou Sect inherits, and the stars support the moon!

However, when a sword arrives, the lonely star is swaying in a colorful and silently shattered. The incomparable sword soul seems to come alive and invades everywhere. Only by understanding it yourself can you understand the terribleness of the true soul.

The lonely star was like a swaying wind and rain, and the billions of light swung out of a sword swallowed him up. His face seemed to turn pale in an instant.

Light Sword Soul!

The Lone Star almost trembled under the majestic momentum of the Light Sword Soul and roared wildly: "No! Impossible! Impossible! This sword soul is absolutely impossible to be so powerful."

He didn't know how much the sword soul in the sect Changkong had condensed, and he had no way to judge. But he knew that the sword soul of the Light at this time was not only stronger than before, but also much more powerful...more.

What is shocking is that although Zong Changkong comprehended the Huangquan Martial Realm, there was no yin energy mixed in the light of the sword soul. At this time, people saw that his understanding in the Huangquan Martial Realm was not disappointed with the light, but through the Yin of the Nine Nethers to comprehend the true essence of the light.

He was plotted by his beloved, attacked by his younger generation, and imprisoned in an uninhabited land for more than 800 years. These things that can destroy a person's will have happened, but Zong Chang's will remain unchanged and maintains the light, which shows his desire to seek the truth!

The light that bloomed from the lonely star covered the mountains where it was located. The light flashed and passed, and the shock waves like air waves swept silently, and traces of melting by the light could be seen everywhere.

"Who can stop me!"

Zong Changkong said a word to penetrate the clouds and split the stones, and then two consecutive swords. The place where the lonely star was located had melted from a mountain range into a basin shape. Even with inner armor, he could not withstand the magnificent three consecutive swords of the Light Sword Soul.

When the Lone Star splashed blood from its body, the vacuum lock under its seat was silently split, and it immediately melted like ice and snow.

At this time, only the four ends of the vacuum lock are left.

Every time the vacuum lock breaks, it is equivalent to breaking a shackle on its body. The less suppression the Zong Changkong is, the stronger the strength it can exert.

More than eight hundred years later, he finally came back.

Finally, freedom is regained.

The sect’s hollow heart was undulating, and she laughed loudly and felt extremely happy. The laughter was bright and floating in this space. In addition to joy, there was also sorrow. After all, it has been more than 800 years!

Even though he is open-minded, even if he is extremely arrogant, he will not help but block negative emotions in his heart. It’s just that he is determined and unaffected. At this time, he is about to get out of trouble, laugh out loud, and only put all the negative emotions in laughter, venting them with one passage, and drifting away with the wind.

When he laughed happily and shook the sky, he stabbed out with a casual sword. The soul of the Light Sword crossed the void and fell to Mingxin Sect in a blink of an eye.

He stabbed the vacuum lock and the mid-stage Breaking Void sitting on it, and they all melted into nothingness in the light.

At this moment, Tan Weiran roared:
Chapter completed!