Chapter 632 The Birth of a Miracle

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"That's all, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, so I'll help him." Sword Spirit finally made up his mind and said. Feeling the worry and intolerance in Ling Chuxi's heart, Cang Yuan made a decision.

"Thank you, senior..." Ling Chuxi said softly, "It would be great if I could help you."

"By the way, after hearing what you said, I remembered something." Sword Spirit said as he remembered something.

"What?" Ling Chuxi asked.

"If I can borrow your power, this matter will be much easier and the damage to me will be much less." Sword Spirit said. In other words, the duration of sleep is shorter.

"My power?" Ling Chuxi was a little surprised, why the sword spirit was talking about her power and not Huangfu Qingjue's power. If she really had such ability, why wait until now?

"I'm talking about the Nine Yin Jue Meridian." Sword Spirit said.

"That..." Ling Chuxi took a breath and opened her mouth in an O shape. Doesn’t she know how terrifying the Jiuyin Juemai time bomb is? Last time, with the help of five guardians, they managed to resolve the extremely cold air for her, and she was lucky enough to be promoted to the realm of true essence. Will she hang here?

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility. I have signed the ancient sword god contract with you. If anything happens to you, my soul will be gone, and Cangyuan Sword will no longer exist in the world." Sword Spirit said.

"Senior, please stay calm." Ling Chuxi finally felt relieved after hearing what he said.

"I know, you don't have to worry." Sword Spirit responded.

After saying this, Ling Chuxi suddenly felt a movement in her heart. The spiritual connection with the sword spirit became much stronger, and there was a clear trace of extremely cold air in the sea of ​​air.

The Sword Spirit, worthy of being the focus of a generation of top powerhouses, could borrow his own Jiuyin Juemai so easily. Ling Chuxi was not afraid of what he might do. If he really had any evil intentions, he would have been destroyed by Jian Po just now.

However, as the extremely cold air became stronger and stronger, Ling Chuxi was still a little worried.

Ling Chuxi only felt a chill on her body, and an extremely cold air surged out from the sea of ​​vapor.

Just when Ling Chuxi was frightened, she felt the extremely yin cold air flowing rapidly in her meridians. Although it was biting and biting, it was not completely unstoppable. It seemed that there was a mysterious force controlling the extremely yin cold air. Although it was It flowed through the meridians, but did not touch her experience at all, but was suspended in the middle and running through it.

Finally, the extremely gloomy and cold weather found the flood water at the embankment, flowing out of the meridians and into the Luochen Sword, and the Luochen Sword also made an inaudible groaning sound.

Ling Chuxi opened her eyes suddenly and saw a mysterious mist between heaven and earth, which lingered for a long time.

Everyone was attracted by this mist, but no one noticed the strange thing on Ling Chuxi's sword.

"Buzz" There was a gentle buzz in everyone's ears, as if something had been broken.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of light and shadow appeared in the sky, like an ancient text or pattern, giving people a sense of familiarity. Such patterns can be seen on various formations inside and outside Xiaoyin Ancient Mountain. This is exactly the Eight Gates. part of the formation.

The light and shadow flickered, getting brighter and brighter, magnifying infinitely, spreading across the entire sky. Finally, it suddenly burst like a soap bubble, scattering thousands of colorful rays of light.

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