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Chapter 366 The Immortal Monarch Kills His Wife and Proves the Way (23)

The young sword spirit in silver armor looked at Su Qinghuan in astonishment. Although he did say that if Su Qinghuan died, he would choose another good master, but that was just a joke at the time. I regret it.

It's just that now that these words come out of Su Qinghuan's mouth, it seems to have a sense of sadness and sadness.

The divine thunder in the sky seemed to cover the sky and the sun, and all the birds and beasts ran away in fright, wishing to minimize their own sense of existence, but that slender white figure, like a phoenix spreading its wings, directed at the god. Thunder away.

She was indeed slender and frail.

But it is indeed powerful, and people can't help but be shocked by it.

……

The young Sword Spirit pursed his thin lips tightly, his heart was full of secret worries, but when he thought that this was his master who had a blood contract, his heart was filled with a surge of pride.

The young man raised his neck, regardless of whether Su Qinghuan could hear it at the moment, he shouted directly between the heaven and the earth with his spiritual power.

"I'll wait for you to come back with a baby! Su Qinghuan, if you become a Nascent Soul cultivator, I will definitely follow you from now on!"

The slender figure in white in the sky turned around suddenly.

The girl smiled brightly. At that moment, it seemed that countless flowers appeared around her. Even if the gods were mighty, they couldn't hide the girl's beautiful true colors.

"Okay, but I don't need you Huangquan Biluo to follow me, I just want you to help me kill Jun Wuchen!"

That Taiqing Zong Lei cultivator who once pierced the original owner's chest with a sword?

Frost Cold Sword Spirit froze for a moment.

But looking at the sky full of thunder and calamity at this moment, and the girl's unafraid figure, he also nodded without thinking.

"Okay, I will definitely help you."

Even if the world says that Jun Wuchen is the No. 1 most likely to ascend to Taoism in the past few thousand years, so what?
After all, he is not his own master.

What's more, Frost Cold Sword Spirit also looks down on Jun Wuchen's kind of scum who uses women to cultivate the ruthless way.

It is said that the law of heaven is ruthless and all things are permanent, but in fact, Jun Wuchen is just to satisfy his own selfish desires, and he can kill his fiancée. Such a monk who is selfish to the extreme is not worthy of standing Right way here.

From Frost Cold Sword Spirit's point of view, a hypocrite like Jun Wuchen is far more terrifying than a real villain.

Because people in the way of demons and demon cultivators are often bad on the face, and a person like Jun Wuchen, even if the skin is peeled to the bone, you may not be able to clearly see his human nature!
The Frost Cold Sword Spirit tightly clenched his hands, and silently cast his gaze towards the sky.

——What if something really happened to Su Qinghuan?
Can he condense her soul?

In fact, the young sword spirit himself felt that the mud bodhisattva crossed the river and could not protect himself at this moment, but he couldn't help but tug at the heartstrings for the girl's fate.

He has lived in the Canglan Continent for thousands of years, and he has never met a female cultivator like Su Qinghuan.

It's a bit too unreasonable to play cards.

Talking is only one aspect, and even this cross-class crossing tribulation is so different.

……

If Su Qinghuan really died under this lightning calamity, the young sword spirit really didn't know what to do, at least for a thousand years, he would not have anyone who wanted to recognize his master.

At the moment when the young sword spirit was worried, he suddenly saw the thunder calamity in the sky splitting a hole the size of a bowl, pouring directly towards Su Qinghuan's limbs and bones.

The dark purple thunder pierced through the girl's skin, and mottled blood oozed from the corners of her lips.

Frost Han has never regretted not being able to heal his old injuries earlier like this. If he is in his prime now, at least he can still be Su Qinghuan's real right-hand man.

……

But it's useless to regret it now, Shuang Han is very clear, with the spiritual power he left now, if he really rushes up, he doesn't even have the qualifications to serve as cannon fodder for Su Qinghuan, at most, both sides will suffer, and his life will be lost in vain.

He stared at the girl's face for a moment, but saw Su Qinghuan's firm eyes, showing no fear at all.

Su Qinghuan raised a silk ribbon made of tencel, and suddenly wrapped it around the invisible thunder in front of her.

"Come on! I really think I'm afraid of you!"

It was the first time Shuang Han saw that he wanted to use this bundle of fairy ropes to restrain Lei Jie.

Frost and Cold Sword Spirit was a bit ridiculous. It was obviously such a solemn occasion, but it turned out that Su Qinghuan, the person involved, could not feel the pain at all, and even had time to tease Jie Lei.

And Lei Jie didn't know if he understood Su Qinghuan's words, but it did change color suddenly, like a purple boa constrictor, Thunder Jie slashed down along the girl's body.

The rumbling thunder, accompanied by the downpour of rain, made people wonder if the rain would last for three days and three nights.

This majestic momentum made most of the spirit beasts and birds who had the intention to watch people repairing the catastrophe scattered, and some of them dared to lie down ten kilometers away from the thunder catastrophe to watch from a distance.

But now, in the very center of this forest, apart from Frost and Cold Sword Spirit, all other thoughtful individuals have fled far away.

……

Frost Cold Sword Spirit was a little worried.

He was about to take a closer look at the girl's current situation, but before he could blink, he saw that Lei Jie seemed to be really irritated by Su Qinghuan. It was just wrapped around Su Qinghuan's limbs, allowing people to see the girl clearly. Appearance.

But as time went by and changed, the young sword spirit suddenly discovered that the width of the thunder calamity had skyrocketed again!

In the end, the girl was directly wrapped in the thunder disaster, and she was completely invisible!

"Su Qinghuan!"

The sword spirit couldn't help but started shouting towards the sky with its spiritual power.

But they couldn't hear the other party's response at all.

They used blood as a match, and the two of them should have a telepathy that is difficult for others to match.

But at this moment, the Frost Cold Sword Spirit felt that Su Qinghuan's spiritual aura was very weak, almost impossible for him to detect.

How to do? !

Watching Su Qinghuan die helplessly, this is something Frost Cold Sword Spirit can't do.

Just when he was burning with anxiety, and was about to use his natal sword to try to solidify the body for a short time, he saw a ray of light in the sky!

"Why are you cultivating immortals?"

All I heard was a thick and almost hopeless voice echoing in the air!
Frost Sword Spirit's pupils suddenly dilated.

Is this a part of crossing the catastrophe and asking the heart?
Su Qinghuan survived the tempering of his physical body earlier? !
Intense joy flashed in Jian Ling's heart. Before he could use his divine perception to identify exactly which side of the thunder cloud Su Qinghuan was wrapped in, he heard a sonorous female voice echoing in the air.

"Desire to live forever!"

"For millions of years, the road to eternal life has been infinitely difficult and dangerous, even though it is infinitely fun to fight against the heaven and the earth, as a weak woman, are you not afraid?"

Su Qinghuan was bleeding not only from the corners of her lips, but also from her seven orifices, but her smile was still magnanimous!

"Be respectful and fearless."

(End of this chapter)