The Soul-Devouring Sword was so busy that he didn't even have time to say anything. All his attention was on devouring the soul of the Sancai Real Man. This is a soul in the Nascent Soul-Devouring Sword's current ability. It is an over-replenishing medicine. It can be digested and its level will be up to several levels in a row. But if it doesn't work, its strength will not only not increase, but even the sword spirit itself will be affected and returned to ordinary again.

"The Demon Sword! It's the Demon Sword! Brother Dao is that I have no eyes. In this way, if you let me out, I will give you the entire Immortal Palace. In addition, I can be the spirit of this Immortal Palace to recognize you as the master?" Sancai Zhenren decisively changed his face after being stunned, looking kind and kind, as if nothing had ever happened between us.

"That's it! The proposal seems to be good, but if I let you go, how can I guarantee that I won't hurt me? After all, you are in the Nascent Soul stage, and even my soul is not comparable to me." I asked, "I asked with a lee.

"You have the Demon Sword and Kang Ding's inheritance, what are you afraid of?" Sancai Zhenren continued, but the consumption speed of the soul suddenly slowed down.

My brows narrowed slightly. The souls of these three real people are too powerful. With the Soul-Devouring Sword alone, it seems that it will take at least three or four days to consume more than half.

So I simply summoned Mo Li Yushang and Zhu Youjian.

"Three, this person's soul is too strong. It will take at least three or four days to deal with the Soul-Devouring Sword. Do you have any good solutions?" I asked straight to the point.

"I don't know what to do if this is done!" Zhu Youjian spread his hands directly.

Yu Shang was swaying but didn't say a word. Obviously, there was nothing we could do.

"Boss, the level gap is too big. It is a miracle that the Soul-Devouring Sword can persist until now. I think we should encourage Soul-Devouring Sword to cheer for it together!" Mo Li sighed.

"Come on, come on!" These three fools actually shouted to cheer on, and even Yu Shang cheered with two incoherent words.

"Damn! Add you, sister, ah!" The Soul-Devouring Sword finally couldn't help but silence again, but fell into silence. With just a moment of diligence, the consumption of the three talents weakened again. The light curtain seemed to burst open.

"Hmph, three little babies dare to cheat me. I thought you were really the successor of the devil, but it doesn't matter. Even if you weren't you, you wouldn't be able to escape from your relationship. If I took over your body, I would be a great achievement when I returned to the divine realm." Sancai Zhenren snorted coldly. It was obvious that Sancai Zhenren had recovered from the initial shock and fear of the Demon Sword. At this time, as long as I broke through the blockade of the sword curtain, everything would return to his control.

There was a black thread on my face. Are these three guys funny guys sent by the other party? They also cheered. Is this a helping hand?

"Boss, there is only one way now. Qiankun Mirror, please let the mirror come out and try it! Qiankun Mirror can swallow all things. Even if it doesn't work, it's not without a chance to work with the Soul-Devouring Sword." At the critical moment, Mo Li still thought of the idea and said.

I nodded but sighed in my heart, why didn't I expect it? I took out the Qiankun Mirror and slapped the mirror. A flash of light suddenly appeared. The Three Craft Formation enveloped the Soul-Devouring Sword. Immediately afterwards, a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old stood in the Three Craft Formation, looking at the Soul-Devouring Sword with her eyes circling.

"Auntie! Hurry up!" The Soul-Devouring Sword shouted immediately when he saw Jing'er. Just as Jing'er appeared, the Soul-Devouring Sword obviously felt the pressure relaxed and shouted out immediately.

"Dad's soul is so dirty and needs to be refined." Jing'er said to me.

"Oh, how do you refine it?" I asked directly.

"It is best to burn it with fire, but I don't have such flames yet." Jing'er said with a thunderous eyebrows.

Earth Dragon Fire! I was surprised for a moment, and urged my heart veins to lift the Earth Dragon Fire out and threw it directly into the Sancai Formation!

"What does it mean! How to cook it? Did I roast it together? I am the Demon Sword of Heavenly Demon Sword, not a grilled fork!" He shouted depressedly when he saw the Earth Dragon Fire Demon Sword.

"If you let him run out, you will be a roast fork. If it can be refined, then I will seal you half. Believe me, this soul is delicious." Jing'er smiled and said with a pair of tiger teeth.

"Uh! I'm fighting! Don't lie to me!" The Soul-Devouring Sword gritted his teeth and rushed into the sea of ​​fire. A cold breath rose instantly. It was constantly devoured and melted by the earth dragon fire. Although the Soul-Devouring Sword seemed very uncomfortable in the sea of ​​fire, it kept changing its posture, and the sword body was also black and turned red.

"Aunt Auntie is OK? No, this girl's ghost has not been purified, so I will melt first!" The Soul-Devouring Sword shouted with a sad look on his face.

"Well, it's almost done, you can let him out half of it first." Jing'er's expression became solemn.

The Soul-Devouring Sword could no longer bear it. As soon as the sword curtain suddenly opened, a gray shadow suddenly flew out and was about to flee towards the sky.

Om, a mirror appeared in the direction of the sky representing Qian, emitting a wave of fluctuations, directly covering the soul of the Sancai Boy. Now, the entire Sancai Boy was exposed to the scorching of the earth dragon fire.

"Oh! It's burned to death, it's burned to death!" The Soul-Devouring Sword flew out immediately, jumping around in a very humane manner, almost stretching out two hands to cover his butt.

Jing'er didn't say a word, ignoring the Soul-Devouring Sword's playfulness. She stretched out her hands to embrace her, and seemed to have entered a special state. It was obvious that Jing'er had tried her best to treat Sancai Zhenren.

I was watching while watching, but I didn't rush in at all, but it was just a mess. If I could, Sancai's real person had already had a great fortune by tricking into the Soul-Devouring Sword. In terms of real strength alone, I couldn't catch up with it. After all, there were three major realms different. Just like a three or five-year-old child facing an adult, even if he had ten more, it would not be enough for the other party to stretch his muscles and bones. At the moment, he could only wait and see, or make the worst plan.

The soul field began to compress. It was all concentrated at one point. This was my strongest attack, and it was also a blow that exchanged life for life, and the space explosion.

Ordinary blasting will not have any effect. To achieve the extreme, you can only concentrate all your soul power at one point and explode. Only in this way can you eliminate or hurt the other party.

Sancai Zhenren, with a ferocious face, the gray aura on his body dissipated very quickly under the burning of the earth dragon fire. He could clearly feel that the weakening of the control of the soul was like a body gradually losing consciousness.

This feeling was a long time ago. In that century battle, Kang Ding was like a demon god standing between heaven and earth. Every sword was filled with sorrow, and every roar, the evils disperse. At that moment, Kang Ding felt that he was small, just like those low-level mysterious cultivators he had never seen before. Just the aftermath of a sword made his ** and even the Nascent Soul instantly shatter.

If I hadn't been for this immortal palace, I would have disappeared between the world and become the nutrient for this heaven and earth.

Now, Sancai Zhenren has this feeling again. The difference is that this time it seems that everything is unfolding in slow motion. The enemy he faces is not strong, and at first it was the prey he was determined to win. However, after a moment, he became a prey, which has to be said to be a great irony.

What's worse is that this gradually lost consciousness has brought Sancai Zhenren back to the fear that he had once again.

"Brother Dao! I have something to discuss, I decided to surrender to you. Please let her stop quickly!" Sancai Zhenren said in fear, and his tone almost turned into begging.

"Well, I think this is too cruel, but your strength really makes me afraid. In this way, you give up resistance and let us refine the realm that we can control in the Tao. I will let you out. What do you think?" I asked Noyyy.

"Brother Dao, don't joke! I've been dead since I really refine my energy to your realm. You should know that the pure energy body without consciousness is two levels higher than your realm!" Sancai Zhenren said that, even if he refines his soul into pure soul energy, it is equivalent to the complete energy of the foundation-building stage.

After all, he is a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and his soul's strength is not comparable to that of the so-called ghost king in the underworld. Even if Bai Wuchang comes, he probably will turn around and run away just like he didn't see it.

While talking, Sancai Zhenren did not give up the slightest resistance and tried hard to condense his soul. On the other hand, he kept wandering in the Sancai Formation, looking for gaps and trying to get out.

To be honest, I don’t want to fight against Sancai Zhenren, but this does not mean that it can be resolved peacefully. First of all, the strength of my three-cai Zhenren is too great, and it is impossible to talk to the same position.

Secondly, once the Sancai Zhenren escapes from difficulties, with the mentality of a cultivator, he has no reason to miss the opportunity to seize me again. This time, I am afraid that I will not have a chance to resist.

Even if we talk about the best, Sancai Zhenren really intends to reconcile, but at the moment of getting out of trouble, he will consider weakening our strength. After that, it is estimated that Sancai Zhenren will also cancel the original intention and then start a massacre to seize the body.

Therefore, at this time, the Sancai Zhenren was said so just to confuse us and let us relax our guard against him in order to find an opportunity to escape.

But I have a more direct reason. It is best to get time and let the Sanqing Zhenren automatically give up resistance, so that we have a greater chance.

The situation in front of you seems to be dominant, but it is actually full of risks. Any mistake will be endless.
Chapter completed!