Vol 10 Chapter 1811: Return to the Soul 【Wang Wen of 6 Million Words, Seek Slaughter】

Five knowledge continued to return to the soul, Zou Haijun felt that the knowledge of nine and five was squeezed out of the purple curtain by the purple robe. If he takes back these six swords, I am afraid that the failure has already been decided. I can't believe that this purple man had such a magical and unpredictable method. At that time, I was afraid it was too late to commit suicide.
You can't wait to die! Zou Haijun quickly came up with a solution to this crisis. Flute, flute flowing on the mountain. The flute once saved Zou Haijun's life. The magical power and the mysterious leaves above are invisible in the sky. Zou Haijun's knowledge will find this flute in the depths of Baisha at the fastest speed in his soul.
Pan Chen's knowledge controlled this flute. Although he saw the flow of blue light, he could not feel any spiritual fluctuations. Can't help but secretly worry, this time I must help me! Suddenly driven by the spirit, but the flute still did not respond.
The sword of five was pulled from the purple Seta and fell to the ground. Zou Haijun had to struggle to support the last nine swords, but the nine swords continued to retreat by one point. Zou Mou was impatient, no matter how energetic he was, he did not respond.
Pan Chen suddenly remembered Yue Zhongliu said that there was a song in the flute. Yes, it must be the music that promotes the flute. What the is that? Zou Haijun put the flute in his mouth, but he still couldn't figure out what kind of music he was going to play.
The nine swords have been pushed away by the purple man for more than two feet, and the purple man has regained his vitality and walked forward one step. On the purple miniature sword, the meaning of the sword is getting stronger and stronger. Although under these pressures, the "five swords" are difficult to achieve, but for Zou Haijun, it can still be clearly felt all.
The constantly changing and rotating seven-star fantasy almost isolates Zou Haijun from the outside world and constantly consumes Zou Haijun's spiritual power.
Pan Chen hurriedly blew all his aura into his flute. But I didn't expect this flute to play a piece of light music alone. However, as soon as the song sounded, a large number of people in Zou Haijun's cemetery sucked out of the flute hole, and not many people in the remaining cemetery disappeared at full speed immediately.
Pan Chen cried secretly bitterly, how could he think that at such a fatal moment, the flute did not help him to complete the supernatural power, but still absorbed his spiritual element. I'm afraid this is the last step. But before that, the Seven Stars must be broken to recover the nine swords.
Suddenly, this flute suddenly sprayed a great burning atmosphere in the soul. Zou Haijun's face has changed a lot, you can think of it, the border fire roots will be triggered. The fiery sun of the waterfall and the purple sun filled the whole soul.
Pan Chen smiled sadly, I am afraid that even this purple robe will not kill him, this time the burning sun will burn his Yuanshen to ashes. Zou Haijun sighed, Zou Mou thought, I can't believe you really will die here today.
Pan Chen's eyes were full of flames, and in his mind, the illusion of his whole body was broken. The soul of the Big Dipper is trapped in a place, and the purple flame is burning in the broken world, burning the soul of the Seven Stars.
But the spirit of these seven stars is so powerful that they must rush out of the broken world in the blink of an eye. Zou Haijun thought again that the Seven Dragon Soul Swords flew out together and instantly nailed the soul of the Seven Stars in a broken environment.
Pan Chenqiang endured the pain of burning the Yuanshen, reached out, and returned to his right hand with the sound of nine swords. The purple robe met the proud Thayer. He waved a big hand, and the purple Seta disappeared like a wind. The man in the purple robe also recalled the purple micro-sword in his hand, and his entire body poured out from the pride of heaven and earth.
Zipao said aloud: "Your Excellency is not like wind, where is it sacred?" After this confrontation, he saw from Zou Haijun's work that this person was not like Fengzi.
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Pan Chenming closed his eyes and said absently: "What is your relationship with you?"
Zipao said: "Respect the courage and dare not hesitate to control Jiuzhong for a lifetime, in order to delay me here." The two people who just fled just like the wind. Do you think I can't catch up with them after I killed you? "
Pan Chen said: "Of course you can't catch up with them, because you have no chance to catch up with them."
When he opened his eyes, the soul of Beidou around him immediately eclipsed in the sky and the moon. The face of the purple robe has changed a lot, because the opponent has a breath of fear and trembling, a strong sense of crisis enveloped his mind.
Must escape, otherwise, I will die! The man in the purple robe made up his mind, flashed immediately, and rushed out of the sky quickly, but it seemed a little late.
Pan Chen's nine swords almost turned into golden trophies, as if controlled by Zou Haijun. The true breath and power of the sword of the Nine Gods suddenly injected into Zou Haijun's Yuanshen, and Zou Haijun also felt the roots of the Nine Gods.
The Nine Divine Sword is an extremely vast and pure energy. Compared with the Yuanshen, the spiritual strength of the Zou Haijun area is almost the dust of Mount Tai. However, in Zou Haijun's Yuan Dynasty gods, the meaning of the sword is very clear.
It turned out that with Zou Haijun as a repair, it was impossible to use this kind of sword. As a result of the enforcement, the gods will collapse before the sword is condensed. But at this moment, among his gods, he was born with a breath of vastness.
This magnanimous trace resonated with the nine swords.
With this huge gas formed by the condensation of silk, Zou Haijun finally successfully condensed the premature sword intention! This sword is one of the three swords left to him by Yue Zhongliu. The sword goes endlessly!
At the moment the sword appeared, the sword of the Nine Gods was immediately combined with the sword, without separation. In the direction of Zou's last use of the sword, there was no flash.
These nine beams of light seemed to pass by the purple robe instantly, through the starry sky, and still running in the endless darkness.
The trapped Beidou Qixing souls shattered at the same time, but the seven souls were surprisingly motionless. The seven swords were nailed to it, and only the purple flame around them was still flashing. This is the last painting in Zou's eyes.
This sword meant that everything seemed to be erased by the ruthless hands. Unlike Destruction, even Reiki does not leave traces after the sword dies. From a distance, a black oblique print flew straight into the sky.
With Zou Haijun as the center, the rock collapses like a huge wave. Where the jade broke, it turned into dust. To the south of the Wuming Mountain, all the grass and wood are gone, leaving only a dozen feet of rock. ..