The sword cuts the body, and the sword cuts the soul.

This sword was a sword that exerted Zhou Yu's full strength.

In this sword, he mobilized all the Cang Yuan energy that the soul mate could mobilize,

He even poured all the five elements in his body into his body. In order to make up for his lack of cultivation, he forced out his essence and blood as soon as he used the Seven Secret Sword Vein.

Finally, the Yuanshen Golden Talisman burst out with the power of the soul that was on the verge of limit, and used its soul to control the sword.

The moment the sword was slashed out, a sense of enlightenment arose in Zhou Yu's heart.

This sword, in the Cangyuan Realm, will die when touched by the Yuanying Realm.

Therefore, the sword is the most brilliant sword he has practiced to this day.

Even in many years that followed, he could never reach the height of this sword before he truly entered the transformation of God.

"I would like to call this sword, the Five Elements Sword Realm!" Zhou Yu murmured softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a shocking blood mist burst out from his body at this moment.

The golden long sword transformed from the soul mate in his hand disappeared as the purple intention subsided, and the golden light collapsed in an instant, turning into a sword butterfly with a weak breath, and sank into the sea of ​​consciousness to cultivate again.

This is the price of casting this sword.

But even at this moment, bursts of pain like a knife cut from the limbs and bones of the body.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the power of the soul is consumed in a large amount in an instant, accompanied by the meaning of emptiness, and the stinging pain that follows.

Even if he couldn't stop Zhou Yu's eyes were brighter and brighter.

After he watched the sword light pass, the black Xunfeng, who broke through the Big Five Elements Sword Formation, collapsed silently.

Looking at Cangmang's sword as it was so fast, a clear line appeared.

It was not until Zhou Yu watched the sword light sink into the head of the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm that he slowly said in his heart.

"You can't stop this sword."

...

When the sword light fell, there was still a sarcastic look in the eyes of Jiuyuan Tiancan.

The expression in his eyes seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Boom!

The next moment, within the sea of ​​consciousness of the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm, an unprecedented storm was set off due to the appearance of a purple gold light.

Even though Baizhu roared in surprise, he wanted to mobilize the huge sea of ​​consciousness in Jiuyuan Tiancan's mind, and wanted to block the arrival of the Purple Gold Sword.

But because it did not completely integrate, at this most critical moment, I could only watch the slash of the purple gold sword.

The sea of ​​consciousness of the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm is one to two.

On one side, he was as gray as silence as chaos, but on the other side, he was full of vitality, including all his souls.

The two are clearly separated at this moment like sword marks appearing in the vastness.

It seems that this sword contains a force that Baizhu can't resist at this moment.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not break the sword mark in the sea of ​​consciousness. He could only firmly protect his soul from being killed under the sword light.

What made Baizhu even more frightened was that as the sword marks in the sea of ​​consciousness continued to spread, a repulsive force within the sea of ​​consciousness of the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm was changing from weak to strong.

Buzz!

The next moment, as this repulsive force reached its peak, the hundred-legged soul was completely expelled from the nine-yuan Tian Silkworm's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant with the stirring of the nine-yuan Tian Silkworm's sea of ​​consciousness.

In the vastness.

It should have been three breaths that I saw a vague old man suddenly popping out of his body outside the huge body of the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yu smiled.

But there is a kind of regret in my heart.

His sword that reached the peak actually drove the hundred feet away, but did not completely erase it.

"This person has planned for thousands of years, and his soul is so powerful."

It is hard for Zhou Yu to imagine how powerful this person should have been in his cultivation a thousand years ago.

"I think it's not far from that immortal way." Zhou Yu sighed.

"Damn, damn, damn!" Looking at the huge body of Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm, Centipede was almost crazy.

He looked up and looked at Zhou Yu, who looked like a bloody man, and except for the pair of eyes, all over his body, and withered like trees in late autumn. He was furious.

"I must draw your soul and let your soul wail in the fire of the Nine Netherworlds."

"Hehe, you have no chance." Zhou Yu looked at Baizhu mockingly.

"Arrogance, ignorance, ignorance." Baizhu cursed three times in a row.

"You have exhausted all your essence and blood, and made your soul almost dry. Even if you let me escape from this body, what if you let me get out of this body?"

"I can take over the body once, and I can take over the body a second time, and this time, because of your sword, once I step into this body, there will be no barriers.

At that time, I see what you are going to stop me?" The eyes of centipedes were red, and on its illusory soul, the seven soul lamps appeared again when they were scolding each other.

"In life, there are often many times, but there will never be a second chance."

Seeing a monk who was most likely the most top-level monk before the Immortal Dao cursed, Zhou Yu felt a sense of achievement for no reason.

This sword is worth it.

"Do you think you have a second chance?"

Zhou Yu had not yet said this sentence, but Baizhu's entire pupils suddenly turned around and looked at Jiuyuan Tiancan with horror.

I saw a hint of sarcastic look in the huge eyes.

"How could you be alive?"

But what responded to him was a roar from the mouth of Jiuyuan Tiancan, and the hundred-legged soul that followed disappeared in the dazzling golden light.

Before he died, he saw an altar slowly emerging from the body of the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm.

On the altar, Mo Shang, the saint son of the demon world who had already died long ago but was intact at this moment.

"Brother Zhou, isn't it a great disciple of Yi Jian, who can actually do this?"

On the top of the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm's head, Mo Shang sat cross-legged on the altar. When the hundred feet completely dissipated, his eyes looked at Zhou Yu with a complicated look.

"I really couldn't imagine the reason why I didn't kill you. I wonder if Brother Zhou could tell me if you could have done that sword just now?"

"Relative to this point, Zhou is more curious about the reason why you are resurrected from the dead. I wonder if Brother Mo can explain it in detail?" Zhou Yu said slowly.

The moment his voice sounded, in his right hand, there was a purple-gold sword light gathering.

"The illusion of reincarnation is not only your human race that can make a living."

Looking at the purple gold sword formed in an instant, Mo Shang smiled freely after a brief silence.

"There will be a time later!"

"I regret it for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, the space in front of Mo Shang shook, and two figures fell out of the air not far from the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm.

It was Yin Guang and Nie Rong who were covered in blood.

At the same moment, a purple gold sword light broke through the air.

"Walk."

The moment the sword light fell, the huge body of the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm quickly shrank, turning into a white light and sank into Mo Shang's eyebrows.
Chapter completed!