Chapter 1339 (1/2)

”Chopping immortal sword, it's actually a chopping immortal sword!...”

The voice of the dark shadow old man is still so hoarse and harsh. Perhaps it is because of extreme fear and fear that his black shadow like soul is shaking, as if it will disappear at any time.

”It seems that you have some insight. Since you can recognize the knife in my hand, I don't think you should know how to do it without me?” There was a sneer on Roche's face.

”Yes, yes, yes. Since you are the descendant of the immortal chopper, and the little one is just a little fairy, you can let the little one fart...”

The shadow old man nodded in horror, and almost knelt down to Luoxiu.

Although it is in Luoxiu's hand, the old man of the dark shadow knows more about it than Luoxiu.

It can be said that the blood Sabre of cutting immortals has the restraint from heaven for such soul cultivation, especially the killing intention carried by the chopping immortal blood knife. If he is cut, his soul will be devoured by the cutting immortal blood knife in an instant.

Luoxiu didn't know this, but the shadow old man didn't know that he didn't understand, so he was so frightened and afraid.

Luoxiu didn't pay attention to the old shadow man. He knew that he was just putting on airs and didn't dare to make any further moves. In case he accidentally showed his horse's feet, he was not sure that he could win the soul cultivation. The big hand that the other party had just condensed with his soul power made him very afraid.

His eyes fell on the deities and human spirits around the black pagoda, frowned and said, ”what are you doing with so many people's deities and spirits?”

”Because of the heavy injury, I need to swallow some pure soul energy to restore my original source. However, the small one has no idea of swallowing your old man. Even if I give the little ten thousand courage, I dare not.” The shadow old man carefully accompanied the smiling face.

After hearing this, Luoxiu knew that the dark shadow in front of him was not the noumenon of the soul cultivation. The black pagoda suspended in the air was his noumenon!

The supreme immortal prohibition is the supreme formula for soul refining. Of course, Luoxiu knows that many powerful soul cultivation will integrate their own soul origin with the natural materials and earth treasures, and forge their own soul devices.

For soul cultivation, the fragile body is just a burden. They can roam freely between the heaven and the earth without the physical body. On the contrary, the body refined by the life soul weapon is much stronger than the physical body.

Seeing that Luoxiu's eyes fell on the top of the dark tower, the old man of the shadow shivered. If this little ancestor stabbed himself, he would definitely kill himself.

If Luo Xiu knew that the blood knife was so powerful, he would have done it for a long time. Because of the mutual fear between the two sides, Luo Xiu had never meant to do it.

There are hundreds of deities and human spirits around the pagoda, but he didn't pay attention to them at first. When he looked carefully, he felt a familiar breath from one of them.

”Yurong!”

Luoxiu raised his hand and a divine figure fell into his hand, reflecting a beautiful face in the crystal like divinity.

Then Luo Xiu's divine consciousness spread and found Qi Yurong's body among the people lying in the hall.

”How dare you even move my people?” Luo Xiu gave a cold drink. When he looked at the old man of the shadow, his eyes showed fierce killing intention.

It's over!

The old man of the dark shadow was not trembling any more, but collapsed directly. This time, it was the dark pagoda that shook him. After all, this tower was his essence and his soul weapon.

”Forgive me, my Lord. I don't know that this girl belongs to you...”

An old man's face appeared on the dark tower. He was so anxious that he almost cried.

”Don't talk nonsense to me. Tell me how to make her spirit return to the essence.” Said Roche coldly.

”Her divinity was drawn out by me with the wind of soul snatching. As long as she touched her body, she would return to her original position, and she would recover as before.” The face on the black tower shivered.

Luo Xiu's figure flashed, and directly came to Qi Yurong's side, and then put the divinity in her eyebrow.

Hum!

A flash of light, followed by Qi Yurong's spirit into her eyebrows, and then Luoxiu saw her eyelashes tremble.

”Childe

As soon as Qi Yurong opened her eyes, she held Luo Xiu in her arms. When her spirit was taken away by the spirit taking wind, she thought that she would never see him again in her life.

Although she risked her death and returned to the wasteland, she was ready to die, but she still hoped that she could see him before she died. Even if she could say a word to him, she would die without regret.