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The unspeakable Taoist rhyme flows in the inner part of the sad sword, among which there is a distant Buddhist sound echoing. The sword sense of terror is constantly generated and then destroyed. Even if Hong Ling is the master of the sad sword, it is difficult to predict how terrible the power of this holy sword is.

At this time, it was at the top of the sacred vessel, which was not weaker than the Yan Huang emperor mirror in his body. If it was not for the restriction of this world, I was afraid that the God of mercy might be promoted to the magic weapon of destiny. Hongling held the sword in his hand, and the Yan Huang emperor mirror in his body promoted his cultivation to the extreme, and made him step into the peak of the holy land. His mind moved, and the real Qi in his body poured into the sad God sword. In an instant, the sword erupted a terrifying awn.

In order to make up for the deficiency of self-cultivation with the Yan Huang emperor mirror, and then use the holy tool of mourning God as the cutting tool. With these two magic weapons in hand, Hongling can even compete with the top masters of the holy land at the top of xuanhuang world. However, the power consumed by the sacred utensils was too great, even if he had the support of the Yan Huang emperor mirror, it was difficult to maintain the full state for a long time.

Today, he can even use the power of the sad sword to compete with some holy land masters. Moreover, because the God of mercy is only a holy instrument, he can last longer. It also gave him a chance to hide.

After all, although sacred vessels are rare in Dachu, they are not absent. But the emperor's utensils are different. If someone finds out that he has an imperial instrument, he is afraid that even the top of some demon clan's holy land, the emperor will take the risk to rob him. The imperial realm, in the hands of the monks at the top of the holy land, can play the earth shaking power. Few people can resist the temptation of this powerful force, even the strong at the top of the holy land.

Resisting the impulse to try the power of the holy sword, Hongling put it into his body and looked at cangming, who was staring at the Xiang Shenjian's chest. There is no doubt that the power of Xiang Shenjian is far beyond the existence of any magic weapon in the world. In the youth's perception, Xiang God is far superior to those ancient swords that trapped cangming.

When the Xiang God was just cast out, it was just a magic tool. However, after a long period of time, it constantly absorbed the dragon blood of cangming, and finally grew into a Taiyi artifact beyond the immortal realm. Even if it becomes fragmented under the erosion of time, the spirit of this sword is still perfectly preserved by cangming.

Hong Ling knew that the sword spirit of this long sword was the Xiang God who was infiltrated into the sword body by life sacrifice. She is now integrated with the sword. It is also because of this, she can avoid the erosion of time, has been retained until now.

Although a magic weapon of the way of heaven has not yet reached its peak, Hongling can feel it from it, which seems to be a terrible sword from a distant time and space! Xiang God is both a man and a sword. If a man is there, the sword will be there; if he dies, the sword will die. Cang Ming tried to protect the sword spirit of the long sword with his own strength, so even if the sword broke, the Xiang God as the sword spirit was safe and sound.

What the youth wants to do now is to recast the Xiang Shenjian. According to cangming, it is to forge a body for Xiang God. This is very difficult for Yu Hongling. He has never cast artifact, not even the celestial artifact of destiny level. If in peacetime, let him cross the stage to cast artifact, it is a fool's dream. But now, there is a master of Taiyi state standing in front of him and giving him support, which has become possible.

Cangming pressed his hand on the handle of the sword and slowly drew out the long sword full of cracks. His expression was full of pain, and it was not easy for him to take out his sword. In fact, after a long period of time, Xiang Shenjian has been devouring cangming's flesh and blood, and has been integrated with his body.

He took it out by force this time, which was no less than gouging out bones and cutting meat. However, this great pain was suppressed by cangming with great perseverance. With a hissing sound, he pulled the Xiang Shen sword out of his body, bringing out a stream of dark red blood. Xiang Shenjian kept humming, like sadness, like joy. This contradictory mood, but let Hong Ling heart tremble.

Xiang God has been in cangming's chest, constantly blocking its power. Is it a relief for her to be taken out now? However, they have been together for such a long time. This time, if Hongling fails to recast, I am afraid it will be the eternal farewell of heaven and man!

Cang Ming carefully held the Xiang sword and handed it to Hongling. At this time, he felt uneasy, as if in anticipation, but also as if in fear. If Hong Ling really fails, what should he do in the future? Without the world of Xiang God, how boring it should be.

Hong Ling takes the sword and sinks his consciousness into the sword. Soon, he saw the sleeping Xiang God lying in it. Xiangshen was still dressed in gauze, but her hair was gray and her face was covered with wrinkles. Obviously, even if she is the spirit of the Taiyi God level heavenly way magic tool, she can't escape the magic of time, and the whole person becomes old.

The breath of Xiang God is very fragile. If Hongling is not careful, it will be destroyed completely. If you meet the weak Xiang God with the burning power of samadhi fire. Absolutely can burn it into nothingness.

"Hongling, how confident are you that you can restore the God of Xiang?" Cangming asked Hongling tremblingly. It was obvious that even if he was a master of Taiyi God state, he could not face it calmly."Ten percent, if you can not be distracted, I have ten percent. If you and I make mistakes in the process of repairing, I'm afraid we can't even be sure of 10% Hong Lingchang took a breath and said to cangming.

Let a friar who is refining the spirit and returning the void to repair a magic weapon of Taiyi's divine realm. This is the Arabian Night Dream. In addition, this is an extremely time-consuming situation. Who can guarantee that he can have more than 10% confidence? Hong Ling took a breath, and suddenly there was a big red array of thousands of feet in size, on which there was fire.

Boom, with the lock of his pupil, the burning of samadhi's true fire was raging in the great array. The array of thousands of feet is the limit that Hong Ling can do at present. Without cangming's blessing of Qi, he would not have made a hundred Zhang array.

Fortunately, he has now practiced the five elements Tianxin Dao. No matter where he is, he can easily create a big array to increase the power of samadhi fire. His steps move, and Cang Ming hold the Xiang God together into the core of the array. If you want to repair the Xiang Shenjian, the most important thing is to be able to renew the xiangshen sword.

Only when the xuanjing of heaven is integrated into the incomplete sword body of xiangshen, can Hongling re fuse the broken Daoyun in the sword body with the power of samadhi true fire. At this time, he burned the Xiang Shenjian with the true fire of Samadhi. He melted the sword bit by bit, trying to peel away the spirit.

It's not impossible to melt the whole sword directly, but in that case, I'm afraid the spirit of Xiang will be burned directly. For today's plan, Hong Ling can only slowly open the body of the sword, and finally extract the spirit of the sword. Only in this way can he ensure the safety of the sword spirit.

Cang Ming's palm is against Hongling's back heart, and his Taiyi spirit state is constantly pouring into his body. It is very important for cangming to repair Xiang Shenjian. He was previously imprisoned by the sword array. He could have smashed Xiang Shenjian directly and fled by himself. But he couldn't let go of Xiang God. It is precisely because of this that he cangming was trapped and survived for thousands of years.

Now, all the enemies are dead, he and the God of Xiang no longer have to worry about the future, can be relieved. The appearance of Hongling gave cangming hope. If it was not for the youth predicted by the God of Xiang, Cang Ming would not dare to pull out the God of Xiang. Because, once it lost the support of dragon blood in its body, I was afraid that before long, Xiang God would die completely.

Hongling carefully controlled the flame, and constantly stripped a trace of metal on the Xiang Shenjian. He didn't dare to be careless, because if he was not careful, he would probably scatter the spirits of Xiang. After thousands of years, the God of Hunan is too fragile. Even if you touch it lightly, it may make her disappear.

Hum, xiangshenjian whines, releasing a series of sad meaning. But neither Hongling nor cangming dared to stop. If we don't take advantage of this time to separate the Xiang God from the sword, I'm afraid it won't take long for the sword to decay with its spirit.

As time went by, big beads of sweat appeared on the faces of Hongling and cangming. Now there is only a fist sized light ball left in the dark red sword, and within the light group is the sleeping Xiang God. Hongling slowly removes the true fire of samadhi and gives the light group to cangming.

Cangming dropped a drop of blood on the light, and he frowned slightly. When his mind moved, the great power of soul poured out from his brow and poured into the light. Under the nourishment of this powerful soul force, the light group slowly condenses into a human shadow.

The Xiang God in gauze clothes appears in the void and is held in his arms by Cang Ming. Her long hair was as white as snow, and her face was full of wrinkles. But Hong Ling knew that this was the real Xiang God, not as a sword, but as a human being.

Cang Ming will be a body of blood essence, constantly dripping in the mouth of Xiang God. These dragon blood with golden streamer contains huge vitality. Xiang God is like a newborn baby, constantly absorbing these blood. Her eyes, tears, I do not know whether it is sad or happy.

Hong Ling breathed a long sigh of relief. After such a long time, he finally succeeded in stripping Xiang God out. The rest, then, is to recast the sword body for Xiang God.

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