Chapter 310 Invasion
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What a terrible power! Ling Chuxi now finally understands why even the powerhouses of the ninth-level battle aura will be wiped out, and even their two Heavenly Lightning Tempered Body Tempered Great Perfection strengths are so hard to deal with, let alone the ninth-level? Before Wenqing's mother had the strength of the ninth level of fighting spirit, but with Wenqing's father, of course, it was even more dangerous.
"Yi Chen." Ling Chuxi called out anxiously.
"I'm fine, be careful yourself." Ling Yichen said in a deep voice, but his face was solemn. He understands that this ancient sword is not so easy to conquer.
As soon as the words fell, a dazzling ray of light erupted from the ancient sword again. A murderous intent with a tragic aura was released from the sword, and the surroundings became icy cold. This oppressive breath is simply suffocating.
Ling Yichen shouted loudly, raised his strength to the extreme, and slashed towards the ancient sword. Under the condensed energy of the battle, he saw a cold light converge towards the sword body like a stream of water.
Ling Chuxi secretly said something was wrong, and hurried towards Ling Yichen, because she understood that with the quality of Ling Yichen's long sword, it might be difficult to withstand his powerful fighting spirit.
Sure enough, when the two swords intersected, Ling Yichen's long sword erupted with a series of crisp noises, cutting off an inch from the tip of the sword, and the ancient sword full of killing aura stabbed towards his heart with the momentum of thunder. The breath of death spreads out.
If you are stabbed by this sword, even if you are in the realm of Great Perfection, you will definitely die.
Ling Chuxi arrived just at this time, and Luo Chenjian stabbed the long sword with all his strength.
The Fallen Dust Sword trembled violently, sending out a pleasant cry of joy, and the ancient sword also made a trembling sound at the same time, turning into a phantom. In this tremor, there was a hint of fear.
The sharp blade of the falling dust sword pierced into the shadow of the ancient sword without hindrance. With a flash of light, the ancient sword disappeared, not broken, but disappeared as if it had never existed.
"What's going on?" Ling Chuxi and the two were stunned at the same time.
This precious sword that cost countless people's lives, and even brought disaster to the family, just disappeared?
Holding the Luochen Sword tightly, Ling Chuxi's hand trembled slightly, and there seemed to be something more in the sword, a shout full of joy, and a roar full of killing, and at the same time in the sword. It sounded in Ling Chuxi's mind.
"What is this?" Ling Chuxi was stunned. According to legend, some ancient swords can have their own spirituality. Could it be that the Luochen sword in his hand also has its own spirituality, and what appears in the Luochen sword at this time is the spirituality of another sword?
While guessing like this, Luo Chenjian trembled violently, as if two sword spirits were fighting to the death, and a strange light flashed alternately on the sword.
In my mind, the cheers of Luo Chenjian became stronger and stronger, while the roar of another killing became weaker and weaker. It seemed that this sword spirit was constantly being absorbed by Luo Chenjian, and the two sword spirits were merging into one.
Suddenly, a roar with endless killing intent resounded in his mind, and a bit of icy chill poured into Ling Chuxi's body along Luo Chenjian, straight into the depths of his mind.
That sword spirit invaded his mind? Just when this thought came up in her heart, Ling Chuxi felt a tingling pain in her mind, and she fell into chaos in an instant.
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