Chapter 1450

Both of them were attracted by the overflow of the ball and stared at it directly.

"This is..." Tang Zheng hesitated for a moment and finally called out, "this is a soul."

"It's the soul!" Moye said definitely.

In the eyes of two people, we can't mistake our souls.

"Is this the soul of the sword?"

Tang Zheng said the question in his heart.

Moye's eyes flickered and he seemed to be deeply thinking. For a while, he said leisurely, "I haven't seen the soul of the sword, so I can't say for sure."

Although moye has made holy vessels, and there is spirit in them, he has never separated the spirit from the holy vessels. Therefore, he cannot say whether this soul is the spirit of the sword.

"Then what shall I do?" Asked Tang Zheng at a loss.

Moye took a white look at him, spread his hands and said, "you ask me, who do I ask?"? I'm afraid from ancient times to the present, no one has been like you, willing to integrate the two holy vessels. So I can't answer your question. Make your own decision. "

Hearing moye's words, Tang Zheng had only a wry smile. He had expected that he would encounter problems, but did not expect that it was this problem.

Since there is no ready-made answer, let's explore it for ourselves.

It's in the man who plans, it's in the sky.

He took a deep breath, stared at the soul, and said: "sword soul, when you integrated the soul of war, there must be some soul of the soul of war in it. It's also an old acquaintance. Tang Zheng will try it today."

He is careful to activate his skill and try to guide the soul of the sword.

However, when his real Qi was just about to touch the sword soul, the sword soul seemed to be stimulated, and immediately became restless, rushing left and right, trying to rush out of the nine turn alchemy furnace.

"Be careful!" Moye hurriedly and loudly reminded.

As soon as Tang Zheng's heart was cold, he would not let the soul of the sword succeed. He immediately sealed the mouth of the stove with his kung fu. The soul of the sword hit the seal and bounced back.

Sword soul did not give up, but became restless, like a crazy, hard to impact the seal, over and over again, tireless.

"Don't let it be like this all the time. It will damage the soul of the sword." Moye clenched his fist, as if he was refining his weapon, and was extremely nervous.

Tang Zheng nodded heavily: "I understand."

But there is no way to deal with it. The soul of the sword is a soul. I can't completely imprison it. I'm afraid that it will hurt it and affect the subsequent refining process.

But it's not the way to keep him going.

"The soul of a sword is the soul. How can we deal with it?"

He racked his brains and thought.

All of a sudden, a flash of inspiration, he opened his mind: "the underground scriptures are a sharp tool to deal with the soul. In the ghost world, so many ghosts have been longitudalized by the underground scriptures. Can the underground scriptures also be used to transform the sword soul?"

At the thought of this, he immediately recited the Sutra, and a golden Sanskrit came out of his mouth and flew to the sword soul.

No one knows that there is a hole in the soul of the sword. The hidden mystery is hard to detect by the naked eye.

In addition to the soul of sword, another soul is struggling with great anxiety: "is Tang Zheng crazy? It's impossible to be willing to destroy an artifact and refine something more powerful. "

This is Chiyou's voice, but no one hears a soul's Secret stomach Fei.

No one would think that Chiyou's cunning Grottoes didn't disappear completely, but at the last moment, he spent the last soul in his own magic sword.

Chiyou's soul is hidden in the soul of the sword. The soul of the sword is his best disguise. No one will find it.

After all, Chiyou is dead in almost everyone's eyes.

In the battle of Zhuolu tens of thousands of years ago, he was able to leave a small life under the eyes of the Yellow Emperor to escape, let alone now he is easier to leave a soul under the eyes of Tang Zheng.

If Tang Zheng knew this, he would be shocked. After all, he saw Chi you die with his own eyes, but Chi you still kept it from the world.

After Chiyou found that the soul sword had been destroyed, he knew that he could not hide all the time. He had to escape before Tangzheng and moye found him.

Otherwise, in the way he is now, many people can easily kill him.

In addition, seeing moye and Tang Zheng together, Chiyou was also furious. It was beyond his expectation that the two men should have colluded.

Chiyou wanted to escape, but he saw one golden Sanskrit after another, and he was immediately shocked.

"The underground scriptures."

He knows the strength of the Tibetan scriptures, and more clearly the key to control the soul. He is just a soul. How can he compete with the Tibetan scriptures?

He really wanted to show up immediately to stop Tang Zheng's reckless behavior.

But if he shows up, his scheme of feigning death will be invalid, and a lot of hard work will be wasted.He would never allow this to happen.

He only clenched his teeth and thought to himself, "I have to fight. At this time, I have only a glimmer of hope. Hopefully, the Sutra will not be too powerful. I can get away with it."

Chiyou is lucky and decides to let it go.

Tang Zheng didn't know that Chi you was still in this soul. He only hoped that he could use the longitude to calm the soul of the sword, so that it could be integrated with the Xuanzang sword.

The Sanskrit enveloped the soul of the sword. The restless mood of the soul of the sword immediately calmed down. Instead of rushing left and right, it shivered in the nine turn alchemy furnace, as if it was fighting against the underground scriptures.

The sword soul was not immediately subdued by the underground scriptures. Tang Zheng immediately increased his strength. The Sanskrit King Kong made it into a golden cassock to cover the sword soul.

This golden cassock is very mini, but its power is not so bad. The impact of the sword soul immediately weakened, as if it was suppressed by the golden cassock.

Chiyou is suffering a lot. He really wants to speak up and accuse Tang Zheng of his actions. But he only has abdominal complaints: "Tang Zheng, how can your son's Sutra be so powerful? Damn it, it's all strange that the king of Tibet should teach this kid the Sutra. Now I've suffered a lot. "

The power of the underground scriptures is becoming more and more powerful. Chi you is just a ghost. His strength is not strong at all. He can't resist the underground scriptures. His consciousness becomes blurred.

"No, I can't be transformed by the Sutra. This boy wants to turn me into his sword soul. How can I do what he wants?" Chiyou is extremely unwilling.

But he didn't have the ability to resist at all, like a duckweed in the sea.

Seeing that the Sutra had worked, Tang Zheng was relieved. Fortunately, the Sutra had helped him. Otherwise, he would not be able to control the soul of the sword, and the integration of the two swords would not succeed.

Moye stares at this scene without blinking. Tang Zheng's every move has not escaped his eyes and witnessed his success. The shock in moye's heart can be imagined and cannot be said for a long time.

Tang Zheng didn't delay. He thought about it. Xuanzang sword was also put into the nine turn alchemy furnace to prepare for the integration of the two swords.