If at the time of victory, even if it is just a projection, the Sword of Killing can break free from the devouring power from Mo Yu's left hand. But now, its power is extremely weak and it is unable to escape at all. It is pulled down and its size is quickly reduced!

It seemed that he could not escape the fate of being swallowed. When he was on the verge of Mo Yu, a violent aura suddenly burst out from the sword shadow.

Self-destruction!

Even if the projection of the Sword of Killing is not enough, if it really explodes, even if the fire of Qingmu is strong and vital, Mo Yu's body will be instantly torn to pieces! Even his soul will be directly strangled!

At the time of danger, the sword beads in the center of the left hand space seemed to notice the changes in the outside world. After a slight tremble, hundreds of millions of swords suddenly sounded across endless space and the sea area was heard. The sound was weak, but a great majesty came to the face. This majesty came from the sword. It looked like a king and a master. All swords that were above the world were to surrender.

The projection of the Sword of Killing was immediately suppressed under this majesty. It was not a powerful force, but a kind of instinctive awe.

Swish!

He did not give it any chance again, and the power of devouring with Mo Yu's left hand increased greatly, and he swallowed the sword shadow directly!

Everything is extremely slow, but it is only a few breaths. With the "thump" sound, Mo Yu fell into the sea and was swept away by the stormy waves, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

...

The Lord of Swordsman widened his eyes and showed an angry look. At the middle of his eyebrows, the sword shadow appeared violently and violently at this moment, as if he was about to break free. Although he tried hard to suppress it, he was shocked to find that his connection with the sword shadow was rapidly weakening.

He didn't know what happened, but he knew that it must be related to summoning the projection of the sword of killing and killing Mo Yu!

Damn it!

How deep is this junior hidden? Even if he summons the projection of the sword of killing, he cannot kill him. Instead, he will have such a change.

Then at this moment...

puff!

The master of the Sword of the Rujue was shattered in his eyebrows, and the sword shadow flapped his wings and flew into the space in an instant, disappearing directly! The blood was dripping from the wound, gushing across the face, dyeing the robe on the back, describing the miserable.

This sword shadow is the connection between the Lord of the Sword of Reaper and the Sword of Killing outside the plane. The sword shadow abandoned it, and this connection was cut off!

In the future, the trump card of the Lord of the Sword of Reaper will lose the projection of the Sword of Summoning the Sword of Slaughter. Once the connection with the Sword of Slaughter outside the plane is cut off, it will be even more difficult to comprehend its extinction sword path, and its cultivation level will be improved in the future!

Buzz!

Buzz!

The sword sounded in the void, and countless sword shadows appeared, roaring and scattering, cutting the space into countless pieces! The Lord of the Sword of the Rujue moved without wind, raised his face covered with blood, and in his eyes there was the surging resentment and endless murderous intent!

"Don't speak!"

"The master of this sword swore that one day, he will definitely kill you under the sword, and both body and spirit will be destroyed!"

Crazy roars, roaring and echoing between the world.

...

The endless space is vast and deep, and there is no end to find. The stars moving along their own trajectory, and the slowly rotating nebula dotted in this space, like sand grains, inconspicuous.

From time to time, the wind blows across the sky, and the slightly smaller meteorites are swept away directly, and they are torn to pieces in a blink of an eye. Even the larger meteorites will be scraped off a thick layer of stone sand, getting smaller and smaller, and it will eventually be difficult to escape the destruction. There is also the sudden shattering space, like monster mouths that open without warning, small can swallow meteorites. If it is that big, stars and even a cluster of nebula can be swallowed directly!

This is a place of death without planes outside the domain. And here, there are also countless treasures, attracting a group of desperate people or those who are desperate to break into this place in order to survive.

A long sword is separated by this extraterrestrial space. Its length and width can no longer be calculated by 100 feet or 100 feet. Even the stars or the rotating nebula can only be compared to one percent, or even smaller.

This is an unimaginable terrible giant sword. According to rumors, it comes from the ruined ancient civilization. It has existed here for countless years, attracting hundreds of millions of strong people, but no one can get it. After tens of thousands of years, this place has gradually become quiet. Even those who have occasional ways will mostly just glance and move away immediately, without having too many stops here.

This sword has now become a symbol in the extraterritorial space, and the entire area is called the Heavenly Sword Realm. The so-called Heavenly Sword naturally refers to it. There is only a star around this sword, and the rest have been touched by this sword over the long years, cracking into countless huge meteorites, forming the famous meteorite belt of the Heavenly Sword Realm.

But even withstood the impact of many stars, the position of this sword did not move at all. It seemed to exist here and would continue to exist forever. No matter how billions of years pass by, everything will be destroyed, there will be no change.

At this moment, a face suddenly appeared at the tip of the sword, "The source of the...qi... breath..."

In a low moan, his eyelids trembled slightly, as if they were about to open, but in the end, they remained silent. The face that emerged quickly disappeared.

In just a short moment, no one noticed that this terrifying sword left over from ancient civilization, which had been silent for endless years, finally had a slight reaction at this moment.

And where is the source of this reaction?

...

The night was like water, emitting a faint coolness. The sea water gently hit the beach, making a "hurrying" sound. In this, there were two extremely low-pressing female voices, one was clear and crisp, and the other was tender and crisp.

"Sister, why don't we go back? If my father finds out, he will scold us severely."

"What are you afraid of? Daddy goes to Uncle Wu's house to discuss matters. Most of the time I will not come back tonight. There was a change in the sea a few days ago. We haven't been in the sea for a long time. Please stop talking and take off your dress." As he said that, there was a sound of splashing water.

"Oh, sister, please keep your mouth shut. What if someone comes over, what should you do?"

"It's midnight, this place is remote, so where will people come?" As he said, his sister's voice also lowered, "Hurry up, otherwise you will be in vain tonight."

On the beach, the delicate woman bit her lip. After a while of turmoil, a white figure suddenly appeared in the dark night. It was not very real, but it was already tempting enough.

Soon, two mermaids were added on the quiet sea, and lowly sounds of playfulness came from time to time.

"Jingjing, you have grown a lot again. After a while, you will catch up with me."

"Sister, what are you talking nonsense? I will ignore you if you do this!" said the sister anxiously.

"Hehe, if you don't say it, come and see who we swims faster, it's better than water. You are not allowed to use other means." After saying that, the sound of water sounded, my sister had already swam out.

"Sister, Dad said that the sea is not peaceful, don't swim in the deep sea."

"Stop talking, come quickly."

But not long after, the sister exclaimed, "Sister... somebody, somebody!"

"Don't be afraid of Jingjing! My sister is here, who dares to peek at us? I poked his eyes!" The crisp voice was full of evil spirits.

Soon, the two sisters swam ashore, put on their clothes, and then they relaxed a lot.

"Damn it?"

"Isn't it pretending?"

"I don't think he has his clothes broken. Maybe he is the one who is on the boat, and he has suffered a disaster."

"Don't guess randomly, first see if it's the people on the island."

My sister took out a lighting stone and saw clearly the young man lying on the beach. He was wearing a torn black robe, with a few faint red marks on his face, fair skin, and quite handsome.

"I look pretty good. Fortunately, you fainted, otherwise you would have dared to peek at me and throw you into the sea to feed the fish immediately!" She was eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a long waisted skirt, and she looked more and more beautiful and pretty.

My sister is smaller, soft and weak, but she is more beautiful. He heard this and said coquettishly, "Sister! Stop saying these words, now... how can we place him now?"

"This, or else I'll leave him here? Someone will definitely find him tomorrow morning."

"elder sister!"

"Then I can only take him home, but how do you explain this to my father? I have to be scolded."

He whispered to discuss how to explain to his father, and the sisters set up the unconscious young man and turned around and left.

...

"Brother Yumo, how are you doing in cultivation? Are you not?" Mi Jingrou spoke weakly, her eyes filled with concern.

The young man wearing a black robe and handsome face nodded when he heard this, "Thank you for your concern for me, Miss II. I have been much better. In a while, I will be cured as before."

Mian smiled and said, "Of course it's so good. Jingjing has made you all the purple ginseng that my father gave her to nourish her body. Why don't you thank my sister quickly?" The sister is not similar to her sister. She speaks straightforwardly and is very fierce.

The young man in black robe was slightly stunned, then bowed and said seriously: "I really want to thank Miss II."

Mi Jing blushed and said coquettishly: "Sister, what are you talking nonsense?" He looked carefully at Mo Yu, and saw that his expression was exactly the same, so he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother Yu Mo is so serious, this is all right."

Then I realized that I seemed to have said the wrong thing and my voice became lower and lower.

Mian smirked, and was about to make fun of her, but her brows suddenly frowned, and a little displeasure flashed.

"An An, Jingjing, why are the two cousins ​​here? It's easy for me to find them." The person who spoke was a young man in brocade robe, strode with a long sword on his back, which was considered to be extraordinary. He smiled at the two women, but his eyes swept over the black robe's young man, and a trace of imperceptible gloom flashed across.
Chapter completed!