The land of blood and tears has entered the darkness!

The bombardment of the sword spirit has been over for a long time, but it still has not stopped!

Until now, the sword spirit has become increasingly empty.

The phantom of the blood-colored sword looked a little broken.

"Cry! Cry!"

Although there were still roaring, the cry was already a little hoarse.

...

On the other hand, the Demon Blood Sword attached by Jian Tong was still flying at full speed.

Although he was very far away from the sword spirit at this moment, Jian Tong still sensed that there was a mysterious resonance between the sword spirit.

Flying, it's still going on.

In the Demon Blood Sword, Jian Tong was operating the Blood Sword and flying, and he had already let go of everything with all his heart!

Although it is attached to this blood sword, she is not yet considered the real sword spirit of this sword.

It has not yet reached a true fusion with this sword.

Although she knew very well that it would be extremely difficult to truly integrate with this sword.

It is probably ten times more difficult than the peak-making sword evil ink sword, or even a hundred times more difficult!

"This sword is mutated, so extraordinary! I can feel that he really wants to take back this sword!

As long as I become this sword spirit, then this sword and I will belong to him forever, and we will never be separated!"

These thoughts emerged in Jiantong's mind.

In the blood sword, the charming and charming face became extremely resolute.

"Ah!" A soft cry suddenly sounded from Jian Tong's mouth.

Her face suddenly turned pale again, and she looked extremely struggling, her head was full of black hair and was dancing wildly.

But at this moment, the Demon Blood Sword flying forward suddenly turned around and it began to turn back.

Jian Tong, who was manipulating in the blood sword, still had her face. It seems that this turnaround was her?

I don't know what she was thinking about at this moment.

...

"Boom boom boom!"

The violent explosion continued.

"I didn't expect that after bombing this evil beast for so long, he had not been wiped out."

Ning Cheng said impatiently while manipulating the disk of heaven and earth.

"It's almost done." Ling Yefeng's face was cold and he spitted out these three words lightly.

"It's almost done." Shi Feng also said.

His keen soul power had already felt that the sword spirit was becoming more and more empty.

Previously, he burst into ruthless and shrill screams, but now he can't even scream.

As long as the sword spirit is destroyed, the Demon Blood Sword should be controlled.

However, Shi Feng was still a little worried about this Demon Blood Sword.

Once upon a time, the sword spirit in the sword was clearly destroyed, but after these years, a new sword spirit was born.

What Shi Feng was concerned about was that after destroying the sword spirit today, a new birth might be born next time.

At that time, it may be another dangerous battle!

"Destroy!"

Shi Feng, who was sensing the blood sword spirit at all times, suddenly let out a cold shout.

The Sumeru Sacred Mountain has become extremely large, rising to a higher sky, looking as if it could cover the sky, and then it hits down again!

The speed was extremely fast and the power was extremely strong. The next moment, it blasted on the blood sword spirit!

"Bang!"

The entire world shook violently with this blow.

Everything in that place, the sword spirit, and the raging energy, was swallowed up by Mount Sumeru.

The Dark Night Divine Banner, the Tianxin Divine Cauldron, the Destiny Dice, the Heaven and Earth Disc, and four extraordinary weapons flew back to the hands of the three Ling Yefeng brothers and Ning Cheng.

They also knew that under the bombardment of Shi Feng's supreme force, the sword spirit had been destroyed.

"It's over!" Suidu, he had stopped taking action, looked at the square quietly, and murmured softly.

"No matter what, the Demon Blood Sword must be subdued again!" Shi Feng said intimately.

The thoughts moved again, and Mount Sumeru, which became bigger, then shrank continuously, and moved wildly, flying back towards Shi Feng.

As Mount Sumeru moved away, the space in that place reappeared.

The energy of the riots was completely destroyed by the blast just now on Mount Sumeru.

The Blood Sword Sword Spirit also turned into shattered blood light under the ultimate blow.

It is a broken soul power.

Shi Feng thought and the power of his soul was circulating, and he wanted to swallow these soul powers.

"Hmm?" But then, his brow suddenly frowned.

He gently lifted his left hand up and pressed down on Mount Sumeru that he was flying back. A white light flashed, and Mount Sumeru turned into a white mountain pattern on his left hand again.

Shi Feng looked up slightly and happened to see the distant void, the Demon Blood Sword, flying rapidly towards this place.

At the same time, a voice transmission came into his mind, "Dear, wait! This soul power is useful for me!"

"Oh?" Shi Feng said softly.

The soul power that had just been circulating with thoughts was immediately removed.

At this time, the eyes of the others also looked at the blood sword of the Demon that was flying back.

"The blood sword flew back? Master, what's going on with this sword now?" Ning Cheng spoke and asked Shi Feng.

"Jian Tong should be fine in this sword." Shi Feng replied to him.

"Oh." Ning Cheng nodded.

Hearing Shi Feng say this, Ling Yefeng, who originally wanted to take action again, immediately put down the Dark Night Banner again.

They continued to look at it again.

The Demon Blood Sword flew extremely fast. Soon, the Blood Sword rushed into the void where the sword spirit destroyed the sword, and entered the shattered blood-colored soul power.

The Blood Sword was paused, and then the sword body trembled, and blood-colored soul power surged up wildly, and then rushed out towards the Blood Sword. The blood-colored sword was sucked into the sword at one touch.

Soon, all soul power was swallowed.

"Zheng! Crane! Crane!" The Demon Blood Sword immediately trembled again, making waves of sword sounds.

"What are you going to do?" Shi Feng's thoughts moved again, and Jian Tong was sent to the sound of the sword.

"Try it!" Jian Tong replied to her.

And this voice transmission entered Shi Feng's mind, and Shi Feng heard that this girl was very struggling at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feng realized something, his face moved, and asked, "Are you planning to use this soul power to help you merge this sword?"

Although I don’t know what method Jian Tong used.

But at this moment, it is obviously so.

"No...yes..." Jian Tong responded.

Then he asked him: "You should...not...can't bear to bear this sword...want to want me such a humble... sword spirit?"

Jian Tong's words seemed to be a little self-deprecating.

And her voice transmission had already made the woman weaker a little more in this moment.

"How is that possible!" Shi Feng replied quickly.

Without her, I would have died many times.

As long as she needs something, as long as she can get it, as long as she likes it, no matter what she wants, she can give it to her.

"I'm worried..." Shi Feng said.

"Worry...worry...worry...worry...what?" Jian Tong asked.

"This sword has a sword spirit before. When I got it, the sword spirit will perish.

After that, I got a Yin Beast and became the spirit of the sword.
To be continued...