Demon Sword God

Seeing that Mu Lin quickly entered the state, Prophet Eero walked up to Qingqing, and his tone suddenly became serious: "His first practice is expected to last for a long time. Come with me first. There is something I want to do.

Need to verify it."

"Yes." Qingqing's expression suddenly became serious. The spiritual inheritance of the prophet lasted all night last night, and the countless knowledge made Qingqing's brain a little confused.

Prophet Elo led Qingqing back to the bedroom, opened a secret door behind the cabinet, and quickly walked in.

Soon the two came to a secret palace underground. In the very center of the palace, there was a black and white statue, four meters high and standing tensely opposite each other, giving the entire palace an indescribable atmosphere of murderous murder.

The moment he saw the black statue, deep in the sea of ​​Qingqing's consciousness, the black soul in the Tai Chi-like rotating black and white soul suddenly trembled. Deep in Qingqing's eyes, a looming dark red light suddenly appeared, and again

suddenly goes out.

"Which statue do you react to?" Seeing Qingqing's special reaction, Prophet Ero's expression suddenly showed a hint of joy.

"The black one." Qingqing answered honestly.

"That's right, my feelings are correct, girl, come here." Prophet Erro walked to the white statue and gestured to Qingqing. Qingqing walked to the white statue and put a hand on it.

A faint white light flowed into Qingqing's body along Qingqing's hand and reached the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. When it touched the black and white souls rotating like Tai Chi, the core-like gray-white sphere in the center of the white soul suddenly shuddered.

light up.

"Is it you who woke me up?" A cold and calm voice suddenly sounded. Prophet Erro suddenly raised his head, only to see Qingqing looking at him with an indifferent face, and his deep eyes were shining with a faint pale light.

"So what should I call a girl now?"

"Whatever." A cold voice answered Prophet Aero's somewhat awe-inspiring inquiry. "Qingqing" frowned, seriously trying to think of something, but couldn't think of anything.

"How about calling the girl Qing Ming?" Ai Luo asked tentatively. "Qing Qing" had no objection.

"The physique of a critical soul, one body with two souls, the separation of yin and yang, I never expected that I, Erro, would actually be able to see it in my lifetime..."

"What do you want to say?" Qing Ming's expression was a little gloomy, and the blankness in her memory made her not in a good mood at this time. Suddenly, the dark soul trembled and took the initiative to send a piece of memory data into the white soul.

Qing Ming was stunned and accepted this memory data. This was all Qing Qing's experiences in the past month. Qing Ming frowned, closed his eyes and digested the picture in his mind little by little. Eero stood aside quietly without disturbing him.

.Until an hour later, the last picture disappeared from his mind, and Qing Ming slowly opened his eyes.

"I wonder if Miss Qing Ming is interested in learning a special profession from me." Prophet Ai Luo looked at Qing Ming's frowning eyebrows and asked with a half-smile.

"I'm not interested in prophets." Qing Ming retorted unceremoniously in a cold voice, sensing the deep dislike for the profession of prophet in Qing Qing's memory.

"No, no, no...how could he be a prophet..." Erro lowered his head, and when he raised it again, a sinister feeling immediately plunged the entire palace into silence.

"The name of this sect is Soul Sacrifice. It controls the souls of all things. When it is completed, it can gallop across the heaven and earth and control all spirits within its hands. I wonder if Miss Qingming is interested."

"Oh? Strong?" In Qingqing's memory, the belief that I want to become stronger kept echoing in Qingming's mind.

"Very strong." Prophet Aero's face showed unprecedented anticipation.

"Tell me, what is your purpose?" After digesting Qingqing's memory, Qingming is obviously not as stupid as Qingqing, and can be fooled by others with just a few words.

"Oh, what tricks can I play? How can it be so easy for a prophet with dual heritage professions to find a successor..." Prophet Erro shook his head, his expression a little sad.

"Then let's learn." Feeling that Erro had no ill intentions, the cold voice agreed. The three-year agreement in his mind was constantly stimulating Qing Ming's nerves. His mind was blank, but now there are only three years.

The time... even for yourself, you have to become stronger.

"But before I teach you the method, I have a condition."

"Well?" Qing Ming frowned, it was really impossible to get anything in vain.

"Don't let Mu Lin know that you are a critical soul body. It will not be good for him or you if you are exposed too early." Prophet Eero sighed. Every time the critical soul body appears,

It will bring a bloody storm to the mainland. Mu Lin's practice is about to enter the most critical moment. At this moment, he must not be distracted. And some things, knowing too early is not good for anyone.

"Critical soul body? Mu Lin?" Qing Ming frowned when he suddenly heard the name that occupied most of Qing Qing's memory for a month, and then his expression became colder in an instant.

Seeing Qing Ming's reaction, Ai Luo shook his head and sighed.

"It seems that it is necessary for your two souls to communicate first..."