The light and shadow in the distant horizon surging, like the aurora of the starry sky at night in an extremely cold place. It was a spectacular scene formed by the turbulence of the Yuan power.

Although they knew the distance was far away, everyone present was lost in the face of such vastness and surging Yuanli fluctuations. The Yuan cultivators who were setting up the North Sea buoys involuntarily stopped their hands. They stood up straight and turned their heads to look towards the Emerald Forest. Others who were chatting also stopped and looked into the distance, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Time is like a freeze, only the sound of the wind roars.

Suddenly, an extremely faint and delicate sound came from the sound of the wind.

At first, no one noticed it, and the whistling sound gradually became high, buzzing and trembling, breaking through the cover of the wind.

Shi Xueman had a sharp ear. She subconsciously turned around and immediately found the source of the sound, which came from the Seven Sword Tower of Windmill Sword. The long swords inserted on the Sword Tower were trembling violently and extremely restless at the same time.

Ai Hui...

Before he could turn his head, he heard Loulan's exclamation: "Ai Hui!"

Shi Xueman turned his head suddenly and looked at Ai Hui. When she saw Ai Hui sitting upright on the ground, her face full of pain, her face changed.

As soon as she stepped on the ground, the cloud wings behind her suddenly opened, and her body shook, and she appeared beside Ai Hui.

Ai Hui raised his head, his face twisted into a ball due to the pain. He struggled to show a smile, his voice squeezed out from his teeth, and was as deep as a roar: "Everything dispersed!"

Shi Xueman's heart was beating, but without any hesitation, she grabbed Loulan beside her and floated out suddenly.

The others were awakened at this time and heard Ai Hui's orders and quickly dispersed. However, they did not forget their responsibilities and remained alert. Although they did not know what Ai Hui was like, the most important thing to know at this time was to prevent sneak attacks.

A hundred feet away from Ai Hui, Shi Xueman stopped. She looked at Ai Hui from afar and bit her lip. After staring for a moment, she withdrew her gaze, held Yun Rantian tightly in her hand, and exuded a dangerous aura.

Ai Hui's body began to tremble uncontrollably, his face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat as big as beans meandered down from his forehead.

It looks like the situation is very bad.

Loulan's eyes were flashing red, and his voice was fast: "The Yuan power in Ai Hui's body was disordered, and his mind was injured."

Ai Hui had no time to speak at this time.

His perception ability was far superior to that of the others in the team. He was the first to capture the fluctuations in the direction of the Emerald Forest. At that time, it seemed that an invisible string was suddenly plucked in his mind.

The sword fetus that had been slowly tangled along the yin and yang dividing line suddenly stopped. But the next moment, 18,000 sword intents were raised at the same time, just like a dangerous poisonous snake suddenly raised its head, pointing directly to the Emerald Forest.

Ai Hui's sword intent soared into the sky!

More intense fluctuations in the economy followed one after another.

For others, although the heart is palpitations and the spirit is shaken, the Yuan power fluctuates or the Yuan power fluctuates. But for Ai Hui, he suddenly fell into danger, and his sword fetus reaction was extremely fierce.

They trembled and roared at the same time, like a group of wolves roaring and shouting, responding to the fluctuations of the Yuanli from the two masters!

The sword body is like encountering a natural enemy, or encountering an opponent, with a strong fighting spirit.

It is difficult for ordinary Yuan Cultivator to distinguish the changes in Yuan Power fluctuations, and Ai Hui can clearly distinguish them.

The fluctuations in the Yuanli are becoming stronger at an astonishing speed.

The sword body is unwilling to admit defeat and runs faster and faster.

Ai Hui tried to calm the sword fetus and calm it down, but it was useless.

Soon, the speed of the sword tire was running out of his mind. He was frightened. At this time, the speed of the sword tire running exceeded his control.

The sword body showed no sign of slowing down and was still running at a faster pace.

What broke the critical point was an extremely terrifying Yuan power fluctuation, which was the strongest Yuan power fluctuation since the outbreak of Yuan power fluctuation! What made Ai Hui even more frightened was that the Yuan power fluctuation contained the aura of destruction and death.

Ai Hui didn't know that the fluctuation came from the opening of the Yinxu Furnace with Lebulong.

The fluctuation of the primordial power is a series of waves, and this unprecedented huge wave has become the last straw to break the critical point.

The 18,000 sword intents running at high speed were like a heavy blow, collapsed with a bang and flew around.

Ten thousand swords exploded at the same time, trembling, causing a huge impact on Ai Hui's mind and also caused considerable damage to him.

Ai Hui's head buzzed and his eyes were lost.

After a while, he slowly came to his senses. He smiled bitterly. He was probably the first guy in history to be injured by the impact of Yuanli fluctuations. However, he didn't care too much. Although he was injured, his injuries were not serious and he would recover in a few days.

The sword body is a product of the spirit and spirit. It is vague and invisible, unique and magical. It is extremely sensitive to fluctuations in the essence and attacks in the mind. However, everything has its front and back. For example, his extremely powerful perception ability is due to this. This injury also comes from this.

If things only end here, Ai Hui would only sigh at the power of the Grandmaster.

But Ai Hui underestimated the sword body and ignored other things.

When the 18,000 sword intents that had dispersed slowly gathered and resumed their previous intertwined and wandering appearance, Ai Hui suddenly felt a little irritable from the sword body.

Ai Hui quickly reacted and he was stunned.

irritable?

The sword fetus was mysterious. From the beginning of his thinking and understanding the sword fetus, although it was sometimes not effective, it was always very stable and quiet, and never had a situation like today. Even if the sword fetus was triggered, he always entered a state of withdrawal and calmness, and would not feel any irritability.

I actually felt a little irritable from the sword body?

Ai Hui was a little unbelievable.

However, before he could react, an inexplicable irritability suddenly came to his face and enveloped his whole body.

It was as if something was growing and moving in his body, and it seemed as if a volcano woke up from his sleep, as if it was about to burst out the next moment.

The sword fetus is in harmony with him, just like the "absolute calmness" of the sword fetus in the past will affect him, and now this sudden irritability is also affecting him.

Ai Hui forced himself to remain calm, but he hadn't figured out what was going on, but he smelled the danger.

The mind sank into the sword fetus, and the changes in the sword fetus appeared before him.

The recovered sword fetus looked no different from before. But when Ai Hui's mind swept over the sword intent that flew past him, his mind was shocked.

That's...

Each sword intent was corrected and carved through his understanding, and it was only after he went from the state of the sword embryo to the current completeness, even mature and refined appearance. He was very familiar with each sword intent.

The sword intent that swept past him just now, the black sword body, should have only one red line as thin as a hair on both sides of the sword ridge. However, the red line of the sword ridge is more than ten times thick, and there are also strands of red blood marks seeping out from the sword ridge, like a blood-colored spider web that is constantly opening.

A faint blood mist emanated from the blood-colored cracks in the sword body.

When Ai Hui's mind touched the blood mist, a strong irritability and bloodthirsty impulse suddenly burst out from the deepest part of his heart.

He subconsciously wanted to grab the Black Sword, but just before he raised his hand, a hint of clarity returned to his eyes, and his palm changed direction and grabbed the windmill sword's deck.

Bang, a hole appeared on the hard deck of the windmill sword, and countless wood chips flew across it.

Damn it!

More and more black swords in the sword body appeared blood marks, and more blood mist was spreading.

The rich blood mist condensed into blood beads on the sword body and dripped along the sword body.

Tick, tick.

Soon, a pool of blood appeared under the sword fetus. As the blood mist became rich, the pool of blood continued to spread. What was strange was that the pool of blood was uninterrupted, smooth as a mirror, reflecting the sword fetus above that was gradually becoming bright red.

The pool of blood as smooth as a mirror, twisted faces emerged, and the shrill wails and screams were creepy.

And when thousands of faces wander, they finally gather into a huge face, a delicate and soft, smiling face.

When Ai Hui saw the giant face in the pool of blood, his mind was shocked.

Loulan, whose red eyes flashed sharply, suddenly exclaimed: "No, something is eroding Ai Hui's Yuanli!"

You Yuanxiu discovered an abnormality: "Look at the sword tower!"

Shi Xueman looked at her eyes and her face changed. The black swords that were inserted into the sword tower were dyed red at this time, and bright blood stains emerged from the sword body.

This scene looks extremely strange and makes people feel sad.

At this moment, a sudden buzzing sword sounded, and thousands of blood swords suddenly broke away from the sword tower. The sword tower was extremely clean, leaving no trace of blood.

The blood sword that broke away from the sword tower hovered above Ai Hui's head, like a cloud of blood.

At this moment, Ai Hui stood up slowly, and when everyone saw Ai Hui's face clearly, they were all shocked.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the lines on Ai Hui’s face became a little softer, and there was something indescribable about it. The originally black and clear pupils were now red, like two spiraling blood vortexes, giving people the illusion that their eyes were about to be swallowed by them.

Ai Hui suddenly jumped up.

The hovering blood sword flew towards him suddenly, like a blood cloud, suddenly enveloping Ai Hui.

The scene looked extremely strange, and countless spheres made of blood swords were squirming in the air.

Strong and firm!

The sound of the sword came from inside, like a tide.

When the last sword sound disappeared, a bright red palace composed of stacked swords towered in the air.

The moment the Blood Sword Que Tower was completed, a red red rose into the sky, and a terrifying and surging aura swept across the surroundings like an angry wave. The surging blood light emitted by Que Tower reflected half of the sky red, and the sun was overshadowed. A sword sound like the bell of an ancient temple in the deep mountains rang out and spread from afar.

Ai Hui appeared above the Que Tower, but in everyone's eyes, the figure was clearly so familiar but so strange.

Ai Hui glanced at them, and a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes. Suddenly, his face flashed like a wave of water, becoming a little blurred, but soon stabilized again.

Ai Hui withdrew his gaze, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said to himself: "Resistance is so intense? It's so deep and loyal."

His face became blurred again, and his expression showed a look of pain, followed by a fierce and murderous intent, but at this moment, he let out a muffled groan and his body hunched over.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Go!"
Chapter completed!