Chapter 419: The Cunning Sword Soul, All Souls Return to One, Soul Slash

The soul left his body and turned into hundreds of sharp swords and flew into this relatively wide cave. With the flowing cold wind, he whistled straight to Leng Zhuo's face.

"Hmph, how dare you jump the clown to be crazy!" Without Leng Zhuo's use of the help, Li Yuanba next to him had already taken a step forward. Inside his body, a thunder and lightning swam out, and the lightning flashed, turning into a circle in front of the three people, forming a thunder shield.

The ghost sword turned into by the soul hit the thunder shield, and suddenly, ah, ah, a shrill scream kept coming, making the cave that was already rustling with gloomy wind and even more intoxicating.

The pure thunder and lightning on Li Yuanba's body had a powerful killing effect on these ghosts. The ghost sword was scattered by lightning dozens of times like a moth to the fire. The remaining ghosts did not dare to fly forward, but roared and turned in the void twice, pounced towards the Qiushui sword soul.

The ghost swords shot into the body of Qiushui Sword Soul, not only did not cause any damage, but instead made the illusory sword soul solidify. The ghost sword itself transformed into a soul, and it seemed like a supplement to Qiushui Sword Soul.

"KaKaKa, it's actually a natural thunder body. It's indeed a top-notch tonic. KaKaKa!" The Qiushui Sword Soul smiled and opened his hands. Under his feet, countless bones seemed to tremble slightly, floating up from the bone sand and gathered towards the Qiushui Sword Soul.

Leng Zhuo looked coldly. The evil soldier Qiu Shui's sword soul was constantly gathering the bones. In a short while, a skeleton giant about meter tall appeared in front of the three of them. The skeleton soul seemed to have become the soul of the skeleton giant, holding a sharp bone spear in his hand and smiling.

With a full undead appearance, the Qiushui sword soul controlled the skeleton giant and took steps, shattering countless bones at each step, and walked towards the three of them: "Go to give your essence, blood and soul obediently!"

"It's really troublesome!" Li Yuanba carried the hammer and went up to the front two pieces, his feet sank, and he suddenly jumped up: "Thunder hammer hits!" He smashed hard in the air, and the 400-pound thunder hammer shone with lightning light and made a rumble sound, smashing down with a loud bang.

With a loud bang, the skeleton giant made of bones suddenly scattered, but the Qiushui sword soul pulled out in time, and almost instantly formed another skeleton giant, and there was an extra shield on its arm than the previous one.

"Kake, come again!"

Bang, the bone shield was broken, and half of the bone arm also broke and fell to the ground. The entire skeleton giant was smashed and retreated several steps, shattering again with a thud.

Hiss, the huge skeleton snake plated on the blood-colored sword stone suddenly moved, and rushed towards Li Yuanba who had just smashed down and was exhausted.

"Hmph, pretend to be a god and break it for me!" Dian Wei stepped forward with a quick step forward, and the saber-toothed Biao's head and fins and psychic armor quickly posed on his body. On the roaring Biao's head, two huge saber-toothed teeth were obviously particularly ferocious. The Xuanyue Iron Salute in his hand rose from the platform. On the sharp moon blade, a green wind whirlwind attached to it, hitting the huge open python head.

How could the bone be able to withstand Dian Wei's slash? The skull was suddenly smashed down, stirring up a piece of bone sand and dust. A crack on the python's head quickly expanded and shattered.

"The terrifying beast, come on!"

Roar, Dian Wei's talented terrifying beast, a huge ghost phantom roared out of Dian Wei's body. This terrifying beast that imitated the saber-toothed beast stepped on its sharp claws and roared at the Qiushui sword soul floating in the air.

This roar actually contained negative mental fear attacks. When Qiu Shui Sword Soul saw that the terrifying beast was not afraid at all, he trembled all over excitedly: "What a terrifying ghost beast, it happened to be my mount!"

Leng Zhuo looked at the extremely greedy Qiushui sword soul. He said that this sword soul wanted so many things, but seeing this sword soul was just like this, it was just a few moves back and forth. If Leng Zhuo was a little scared by this gloomy environment before, he was calmed down when he saw that the sword soul was just like this.

Last time in Wuqing City, the dragon soul in the spiritual sea left his body and almost took Leng Zhuo away, which naturally made Leng Zhuo angry. In order to calm the grief of Leng Zhuo, the dragon soul also taught Leng Zhuo some ways to use his mental power.

Leng Zhuo had no chance to use it along the way, so he would try his power: "Qiu Shui Sword Soul, if you only have such a little ability, you should just go back into the sword and be loyal to this marquis. There will naturally be endless benefits in the future. If you don't follow, don't blame me for using some means!"

"KaKaKaKa, you are threatening this sword soul. If I hadn't been here for too long, this sword soul would have slashed you with one sword!"

"Hmph, long-lasting!" Leng Zhuo said, a golden light spread out from his eyebrows, rippling in all directions like a ripples. Roaring, the countless spiritual threads were quickly entangled under Leng Zhuo's control, turning into a floating golden dragon.

"Take my attack and the dragon soul will be broken!" Roaring, the golden dragon formed by pure mental power immediately roared towards the Qiushui sword soul, and bursts of dragon power emanated. Not to mention the Qiushui sword soul, even the powerful holy beast in his lifetime would kneel under the dragon power. This is what Leng Zhuo learned, a little dragon power.

Although there was only one point, it was enough. Qiushui Sword Soul obviously did not expect Leng Zhuo's mental power to be so powerful. He was so scared that he shook off his sieve. With a whoosh, he turned into a sword soul and flew into Qiushui Sword. Leng Zhuo's golden dragon hit the bloody sword stone.

A loud bang sounded in the cave, and the evil spirits around the wind seemed to be cleared up all of a sudden, and the ears suddenly became much quieter, but the blood-colored sword stone was nothing, and it was several times more explained than I imagined.

"Hmph, are you convinced or not!" Leng Zhuo looked at Qiu Shui on the blood stone and asked.

Qiushui Sword Soul was completely gone at this moment. He looked like a turtle grandson and stuck his head out, laughing and said, "I'm convinced. The master's magical skills are superb and powerful. It's true that he is a few powerful people in the sky and on the ground. My Qiushui Sword Soul is really lucky to serve the master in three lives!"

Haha, I didn't expect that this sword soul is really a human spirit. I know how to change my mind when I see the wind. When I am weak, I am as obedient as my grandson. If I become strong, I will immediately turn against him and fight back against his master. The sword soul of this evil soldier is indeed not comparable to a holy soldier.

Leng Zhuo is not afraid of this guy being able to cause any storm. As long as you are stronger than it, you naturally don’t need to worry about being backfired. With such a guy here, you can urge Leng Zhuo to step up his cultivation. After all, the colorful Holy Emperor Butterfly is not reliable, and it will lay eggs and be reborn after a hundred years.

"Master, can you pull Qiushui out of this stone platform and insert it here for hundreds of years? To be honest, I'm a little tired of it. As the master goes out to kill all directions and spread the world!"

Leng Zhuo looked at the huge blood-colored sword stone, stepped forward a few steps, jumped more than two meters high, held the hilt of Qiushui sword with one hand and pulled it out. Unexpectedly, the pull did not move. It seemed that the stone was a bit strange, and it actually had such a powerful suction force.

"Master, I let the big demon who killed people without blinking into it back then. The big demon has the Holy Spirit level. Although he was seriously injured and his strength was greatly damaged, he was also very powerful. If you don't give your all, you can't pull out Qiu Shui!"

Leng Zhuo heard this, and Kong Mingchen seemed to have said that the so-called general Wang had the power of the Holy Spirit. It seemed that it was not a false statement. He immediately burst out the colorful spiritual power in his body and injected it into Qiushui, and then slowly pulled Qiushui out of the sword stone.

The Qiushui took exponential amount of spiritual power before pulling out. Only one third of it had been pulled out, but Leng Zhuo thought of Xu Wei in his mind, because the Qiushui was probably pulled out by that guy, otherwise it would not have caused the celestial phenomena.

Leng Zhuo thought, but the spiritual power was constantly injected, and Qiu Shui's sharp sword edge gradually reappeared in the sun. Hum, Qiu Shui was finally pulled out from the blood-colored sword stone, and the sword body made a trembling sound.

"Kakuk, my Qiushui finally reappears in the sun!" As the Qiushui sword was pulled out, a series of cold winds whistled out from the sword body, and the cold cold immediately cooled down the entire cave seven or eight degrees.

Ah, Leng Zhuo had already spent a lot of spiritual power to draw the sword. Before he could even look at the Qiushui carefully, the Qiushui sword shot out a cold air, which caught Leng Zhuo off guard. The next moment, Qiushui escaped from his hand, and the sword body quickly flew in the cave, and countless ghosts scattered from the sword body.

"It's indeed an ungrateful sword soul! Will it be backfire on the master so soon!"

"What kind of master do you think? You are still far from being my master Qiushui. I just used a little trick just now. Now I have all the seals removed. Just because of you three little kids, I should be honest as a snack for Mr. Qiushui!"

"Hmph, the dragon soul is broken!" A golden dragon floated out again in front of Leng Zhuo's forehead and flew out roaring.

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After Qiu Shui, who had lost her imprisonment, emitted the powerful ghost aura, a three-foot sword edge suddenly condensed on Qiu Shui's sword body.

The most powerful move of each evil sword is to kill the soul. The three-foot sword edge is even more lit up with a phantom of ten feet of Yin Feng. Countless ferocious screaming souls attached to the phantom. As long as you are injured by this sword, it is not a skin injury or an internal injury, but a soul injury. The mild one is stupid and has lost its spiritual power, and the severe one is a skin bag.

What a strong aura! Leng Zhuo looked at the slashing Qiushui sword soul, and hey, this evil soldier is indeed not easy to deal with.
Chapter completed!