Chapter 27 Nine Heavens Division!

The sky was filled with blood mist.

The earth was pitch black.

In the sky-holding cage, a man in white robe actually looked a little dull.

Listen to what Ye Qiubai said.

His master should not be from ancient times, and at the same time, he is also an extremely lazy person.

the man thought.

Someone who can deduce the last five swords of the Nine Swords of the Demon and make up for all the shortcomings.

Shouldn't he be a sword master who can kill immortals and demons at the top and ghosts in the prison at the bottom?

besides.

What does it mean to be too lazy to cook for yourself?

When you reach this state, you are already able to live without food, and you won’t feel hungry even if you haven’t eaten for a thousand years!

The man in white robe couldn't help but shook his head helplessly and said: "You are like this, I don't even know what inheritance to pass on to you."

The swordsmanship that a man has spent his whole life pondering is all included in the Nine Swords of the Demon.

Now it has all been deduced by others.

And it’s even more perfect!

What else did he pass?

"correct!"

The man in white robe seemed to remember something and picked up the long black sword in his hand.

"Since you no longer need the Nine Swords of the Demon, I will give this sword to you."

Ye Qiubai looked at the dark sword in the man's hand.

The long sword has no edge, but there is an imperceptible dark demonic energy lingering on it!

No front is better than one!

It is a sword full of magic!

I'm afraid that if an ordinary sword cultivator were to master it, he would be instantly dominated by this demonic nature...

The man in white robe showed affection in his eyes, as if he were looking at a lover. He gently stroked the long black sword in his hand and said: "The name of this sword is Dark Demon, and its rank should be at the peak of the heavenly level. It's a pity that Dark Demon doesn't have it." Sword spirit, if there is a sword spirit, it can be turned into a spiritual weapon."

Treasure weapons, as the name suggests, are extremely valuable.

But there is no spirit.

Once a weapon becomes spiritual, it will no longer be considered a treasure!

It’s a spiritual weapon!

"Your master shouldn't be able to take out this sword."

The man in white robe looked proud.

This is the sword that he has cultivated for thousands of years.

It has reached the pinnacle of treasure weapons!

Ye Qiubai took over this Dark Demon, it was indeed a good sword!

The most important thing is that this Dark Demon is a sword that he can control now, and it can perfectly fit the Nine Swords of the Demon.

Using this Dark Demon to use the Nine Swords of Heavenly Demon will increase its power by 30 to 40%!

However, compared to Qingyun Sword, I'm afraid there is still a long way to go...

It seemed that he saw Ye Qiubai's troubled expression.

The white-robed man couldn't help but froze, and asked cautiously: "Your master won't give you anything better than this Dark Demon, right?"

Hear the words.

Ye Qiubai hesitated for a moment and took out the Qingyun Sword...

Man in white robe: "..."

He could feel that this sword was probably more terrifying than the legendary spiritual weapon!

Because even he couldn't see through the aura it contained!

The man in white robe took a deep breath and said, "Okay, take this sword and go."

What kind of person can deduce his own swordsmanship and produce a treasure of this level?

I'm afraid the strength is far greater than mine...

Ye Qiubai bowed deeply to the man in white robe, took the sword and turned around to leave.

The man in white robe looked at Ye Qiubai's back and said regretfully: "What a pity, I was born in an era when the law of heaven collapsed..."

The words just fell.

The black mist surrounding the man dissipated.

Once again, he turned into a pile of dead bones and sat in the center of the cage...

on the other hand.

Hongying has gone deep into the blood prison.

Here, the ground has returned to its normal color.

It’s just that there are cages all around!

The cages soared into the sky, surrounded by countless golden chains!

The atmosphere inside the cage is extremely terrifying!

As a result, this space is full of coercion, as if it were real!

If the strength is too weak, I am afraid that it will be directly crushed into pieces!

Hongying ignored the pressure here and kept walking forward.

Until we came to a place.

The cage here is different from the previous ones.

The color of the cage is no longer the color of black iron, but a golden color!

The chains are not trapped on the outside, but circled around inside!

On top of that chain, there are even more talismans!

On the talisman paper, the word "zhen" is engraved!

This is the soul chain!

It is the supreme magic weapon used to calm the soul!

Even if the body of the suppressed person is destroyed, the soul will be suppressed forever!

Hongying looked angry.

"How dare they suppress you in this way!"

As if feeling Hongying's breath, the soul chain moved slightly, and there was an ethereal sound coming from it, like a candle in the wind that would disappear at the slightest touch.

"Your Majesty, is it you?"

Hearing this voice, Hongying nodded and said, "It's me."

There was ecstasy in his voice, but he was still weak, "In that case, your Majesty has successfully cultivated the nine-turn reincarnation."

"There is help from noble people."

Hongying thought of Lu Changsheng.

Without Lu Changsheng's help, his nine-turn reincarnation skill would probably end in failure.

Then, with the desperate protection of his subordinates, he can safely fall into reincarnation.

All these efforts will be in vain!

"Oh? Is there anyone in this world who can help His Majesty? Could it be that old bald donkey from the West?"

Hongying shook her head.

"No? Could it be that lunatic from the demon world?"

Hongying still shook her head.

"They can't help me yet. That person is my master now."

As soon as the words fell.

There was no sound in the soul-locking chain.

After a long while, an incredible voice came out of it.

"After the collapse of the Heavenly Dao, is there anyone who is qualified to be your master, Your Majesty?"

Hongying shook her head, thinking that although Lu Changsheng was not a decent person on weekdays.

But he had great means.

I am afraid that even in ancient times, he was a top figure.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. This time, I came here to confirm one thing."

At this point, Hongying's face became solemn, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes!

"After you go out, I will reshape your body for you. You can choose to live the life you want and give you freedom."

After all, these subordinates have followed me to fight for many years.

Now, after thousands of years, I don't know if they are still willing to follow me.

At this time, the soul-locking chain began to tremble violently.

The weak voice in it was like a last ray of light.

"Back then, our Jiutian tribe followed His Majesty to fight in the heavens, hoping to break the barriers of this world and step out of this space!"

"But things went against our wishes and we failed!"

"But we always believed that His Majesty would come again and lead our Jiutian tribe and the Yunhuang Empire to fight in the heavens again!"

"Jiutian tribe, Yun Ce, see His Majesty!"

Hearing this, Hongying already understood the meaning of the soul in the prison.

"Okay, this time I will fight in the heavens again, and I will succeed!"

"My glory is your glory!"

"When my strength recovers, I will get you out of here, so you need to endure for a few more days."

A loud laugh came from the chain!

"After so many years, Yun Ce is waiting for His Majesty to come again!"

"On the day of his return, the Jiutian tribe will fight in the heavens with His Majesty again!"