Chapter 2096: Fight in my mind

Yuan Lao quietly looked at this scene.
He had some urgency in his heart and even wanted to intervene.
But it quickly dispelled this thought and became calm.
"The shadow sword is a sword..."
"Only the other side can really control it."
"If you just want to use this sword, you only need to comprehend the complete thought of good and evil. Otherwise, it will be controlled by the sword and become the sword slave of the shadow sword! But since your talent is so powerful, I don't know if it can be accepted. Are you free from the sword?"
Yuan Lao looked at this scene silently.
Luo Shui convinced him, let Yuan Lao's heart that had already grown grass, gave birth to a glimmer of hope.
And this hope is Luo Zheng!
What people are most afraid of is hope, but also disappointment, and then face despair.
Now Yuan Lao still has this line of life. If it is at the right time, he will not hesitate to spell everything he has, but he hopes that all this is valuable because of Luo Zheng!
"Come on, don't let me down! If you can really tamed the shadow sword in the next real world, Yuan Chengdao will follow you forever!" Yuan said mutteringly.
The Luo Zheng in the secret room, the color in the eyes gradually dissipated.
A powerful has emerged from the shadow sword. This is in the blink of an eye and poured into his mind to spy on his soul...
This is the sword soul of the shadow sword itself!
Cheng Jianjian, along with Yuan Lao for countless years, fought in the mother world in the square, and under the infiltration of the good and evil, he had already developed his own consciousness.
To become the master of the shadow sword, you must get its recognition.
For example, have a complete story of good and evil!
There is another way to erase the mark in the shadow sword with another kind of truth, but this is more demanding for the sword-bearer, unless it is the strongman who steps into the other shore, otherwise it is impossible. .
Now Luo Zheng, neither method can do it.
After he activated this sword with a good thought of good and evil, he immediately brought the sword soul in the shadow sword back!
When the sword soul broke into his mind, he bound his soul.
Luo Zheng’s soul suddenly fell into the boundless darkness.
He could not feel the existence of his body, and all his connections with the outside world disappeared completely.
"what is the problem!"
Luo Zheng remained calm, but realized that he was in trouble.
Since this shadow sword is the sword of the strong shore, it is absolutely impossible to be as simple as it seems.
In the darkness, there seems to be something that is approaching quickly.
Although Luo Zheng could not see it, but in a hurry, he quickly reversed his soul and tried to avoid things close to him...
However, his reaction rate is far less than that.
"laugh!"
Luo Zheng felt the pain of cutting in his soul.
This pain is a lot more than the pain caused by physical injury, and the soul of Luo Zheng is shaking.
Fortunately, the soul is not like the flesh and blood. After the cut, no blood flows out, and the soul heals quickly, but it still brings harm to Luo Zheng.
"It's a sword!"
Although I can't see it, Luo Zheng also found out that it is a sword and a soul-shaped sword that hurts himself.
He just got the answer in his heart and once again noticed that the sword was close.
It’s just that this sword is too fast. Luo Zheng has the heart to dodge, but it’s too late to react, and the soul is once again cut.
The intense pain came again.
Although Luo Zheng’s soul has lost contact with the flesh, Luo Zheng’s forehead has already produced a fine sweat.
"There is such a powerful soul hidden in this shadow sword..."
Luo Zheng’s heart is not good.
Although his soul is far stronger than the ordinary god, in this darkness, he can't fight back.
You can only let this sword soul cut a sword and a sword.
In this way, his soul will become weaker and weaker, and sooner or later will be swallowed up by this sword!
Yuan Lao does not remind himself...
Luo Zheng is quite depressed.
The sword soul can continue to fly in the dark regardless of whether Luo Zheng is depressed or not!
No matter how the soul of Luo Zheng escapes, the sword soul can always be accurately cut on the soul of Luo Zheng.
"This will not work..."
At this moment, Luo Zheng suddenly gave up hiding, waiting for the sword soul to stay close.
No matter how powerful this sword is, he can't let it be slaughtered!
"call……"
In the darkness, the sword soul is approaching himself again.
Just in this moment, Luo Zheng’s eyes were cold, and the surface of the soul suddenly brewed a golden light!
The golden sword shadow is constantly coiled on his surface...
These golden lights broke through the darkness, and under the light, Luo Zheng saw a slender and elegant sword.
However, this long sword is actually a soul, so there are some distorted ripples on the surface.
"This is the sword soul of the shadow sword!"
"Fight!"
Seeing that this swordsman was hovering, he came to his own knees, and the golden swords of Luo’s appearance on this moment also rushed toward the swordsman of the shadow sword.
"Hey..."
The impact between the souls, at this moment also broke out the metal's generally crisp sound.
Although Luo Zheng’s soul attack is also very powerful, this sword soul is finally cultivated with the true meaning of the Tao. How can it be easily defeated?
However, this time, Luo Zheng used the soul attack to slam the sword soul constantly, while constantly retreating himself, after all, he avoided the attack of the sword soul!
However, the sword spirit coiled around in Luo Zheng’s mind and flew again toward him. It seems that he did not annihilate Luo Zheng’s soul and refused to give up.
A sword is so troublesome...
Luo Zheng did not expect that the sword that the mother had asked for herself would actually bring disaster to her.
When people are in the line of life and death, they can always explode a powerful force.
"The sword is without me!"
At this moment, Luo Zheng finally inspired the lyricism.
Although Luo Zheng has always used the lyrical Shinto in the sword, the lyrical Shinto was originally highly related to the soul.
It can be said that the root of lyricism is the soul.
"Hey..."
The sword-shaped light on his body is getting stronger and stronger.
The sword soul was once again close, and a thick golden sword light escaped from his soul, forming a golden river, rushing toward the sword.
"Dangdang Dangdang..."
Under the scouring of the golden sword light, the soul of the sword was suddenly overwhelmed.
The soul of the sword obviously wants to go upstream, but it only lasts for two or three breaths and is pushed away.
There is no expression in Luo Zheng’s eyes, relying on the golden light that he radiates, and calmly watching the sword...
A cold soul, a soulless soul, will squat in Luo Zheng’s mind.
After a short while, the sword and soul swords move, and once again toward Luo Zhengchong.
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