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Who is behind this? Why do you want to help me, the tricks of the soul are up, the gradual revival of cold air is flowing behind me.

Huh? Along with some unexpected sounds, only a vague outline appeared in Lu Qing's mind. Feeling the darkness of the sea, he would feel nothing.

"Don't be distracted. I'll give you this purest source of thunder. Remember, just stay in Dantian and embrace the sea. You have to be very tolerant!" No, no!

My heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly felt enlightened. Lu Qing smiled at the corner of his mouth, calming his face. In Dantian, if the essence of the sword changes again and vaguely forms a vortex, then the bright stars will spin endlessly.

"Continue!" Under the supervision of the hoarse voice, Pure Purple barely pointed out the thunder of the sword courtyard, which stayed in Luqing Dantian and shot straight to the center of the sword vortex.

Different from the tyranny of thunder in the past, thunder seemed extremely docile. As soon as it hit the center of the vortex, it was torn into pieces, turning into small purple awns and turning into a vortex. As the thunder merged, the original rotating sword spirit was obviously slightly... There was an increase, and even Lu Qing felt that there was a lightning now, completely under his control.

Afterwards, Jianyuan was followed by thunder, and pure thunder continued to merge into the sword spirit. The percentage of the sword spirit rose to the point where there was no alchemy animal pill, but it did not stop, almost like Jianyuan being controlled by a mysterious person. , just like it keeps retreating towards the meridians, when the sword element controlled by the mysterious person keeps retreating towards the meridians, the sword element is still expanding.

Half a column of incense time has passed, and as the last thunder god spits out from the sword garden, Lu Qing's Dantian Qihai has been completely filled with the purple sword soul with silk liquid, and silk purple thunder energy flows from it, as if The thunder python spit out thunder balls.

"Use the power to build the foundation-" As the increasingly unpredictable sounds in his ears, Lu Qingmeng opened his eyes and stood up, "Senior-" He looked around, but there was nothing, only the high waterfall was still falling, Makes a lot of noise.

As soon as he turned his eyes, Lu Qing's pupils suddenly shrank, because he found that he was hiding in the purple bamboo and living in the Golden Sky Divine Sword Cloud. At this time, he even had the sheath inserted in his heart, but he breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know How did this mysterious man do it? But judging from what he just did, if there is any malice, his current strength cannot resist it at all. What kind of realm is it with such vast sword power? Lu Qingqing sighed In one breath, I am afraid that there is definitely a sword soul realm that needs to be repaired.

Shaking his head and showing a bitter smile, I really died today. Looking at the sword stuck on the ground, Lu Qing showed a satisfied expression on his face, but the adventure he gained was always gratifying.

Solemnly he took Niyun's sword and pulled it out of its sheath. As the sword body appeared, the sound of the long sword sang in the air, and the sword next to it made a trembling sword sound. The hilt of the sword slowly rose from the ground and tilted towards the direction of Niyun Sword, as if the subjects were showing their obedience in the way of looking at the king. This was the huge pressure of class. The hilt of the sword slowly rose from the ground and tilted towards Niyun Sword. The direction of the sword is tilted, as if the subjects are obeying the monarch. This is the pressure of the majesty of the class.

Facing the direction of the waterfall, Lu Qing sat down again, holding the tip of the Niyun Sword in both hands. The spirit of the sun rose, and the spirit of heaven and earth rushed in. The animal pill, which had fallen on the edge and could no longer move, emitted a beam of light covered with purple. In other words, this purple spirit also gathered in heaven and earth. In the spiritual plate, sitting on Lu Qing's plate, all of them are gathered on the purple and bronze sword of Niyunjian. It was sucked in before it even hit the ground.

And as the heaven and earth filled up, the Niyun Sword, which was originally an ordinary sword, gradually emitted a golden grain, surrounded by the once purple-red flames. A fierce and illusory sword shadow rushed into the sky, angry, With the wind howling in the sky, spinning like a hurricane.

At this time, a layer of rich purple gas appeared on Lu Qing's body. His whole body seemed to be made of purple jade into brilliant purple light, which reflected the purple light in the moon pool. In the full moon, a dazzling light seemed to rise. Under the Purple Moon, the entire pool water will turn purple, sparkling and dazzling.

The soul is full of operation. At this time, Lu Qingxin is calm as never before. Perhaps he has just experienced life and death. At this time, he reads the vision of God Kongming, as if nothing can make it cause waves. Under the inner vision, the road is The long and extremely pure sword spirit extends from the hilt to the palm of the hand with more meridians than the sword spirit in the past. This is the spiritual sword produced by Niyun sword entering the spirit of heaven and earth. In the name of the sword, it Born for the sword.

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But the sword spirit entering the meridians at this time is lavender. In addition to the unique ferocious and invincible aura of the sword spirit, there is also an aura of destruction, and there are also pure, gentle, and innocuous meridians.

The sword energy passed through the shoulder spine along the meridians, straight down, must pass through, and went straight into the Dantian Qihai, singing - After a while, Lu Qing only felt that the sound of the sword became more melodious in his mind, and the sound of the sword seemed to be eternal. This rhythm, at this moment, I just feel that he is so small, singing in this eternal sword sound, but as if a newborn baby is as ignorant as a newborn baby, and the sound of the sword is as beautiful as the sound of a newborn baby. The sound of the sword seemed as melodious as the sound of a newborn baby in his mind