Chapter 382

"Crackle!"

A sky thunder suddenly fell from the thick dark cloud, which broke through the sky. The dark clouds converged, causing the purple light to flicker between the sky and the sky.

The sky thunder directly cleaves Zhenling flying sword. A figure of the size of a palm flies out of the Zhenling flying sword. Take a closer look at it and it is a miniature version of chuxuan.

This figure is invisible to others, but chuxuan suddenly finds that he seems to have a trace of contact with Zhenling Feijian.

opened the sky as like as two peas, and saw the figure in the right way. He looked at his pocket version of his own facial features, and his face was a bit odd.

"Don't look at it. Give me aura and help me resist thunder robbery." In Chu Xuan oddly looking at the pocket version of "oneself" is, there is a crisp sound in his mind.

It is difficult to distinguish between male and female because of its childlike voice.

"Oh! Good Chu Xuan didn't ask much, guessing that he should be the sword spirit.

Although he didn't know that Jianling was the same as his own mold, he still heard the word "thunder robbery".

Chu Xuan, who has read some fairy novels in his previous life, knows that thunder robbery is terrible. He dare not delay and be careless.

Now Zhenling Feijian has a connection with himself, so thunder robbery should also cause damage to himself.

So no matter what, or quickly resist the thunder robbery. Besides, he doesn't want to be the first Qi Hai state cultivator killed by thunder robbery.

Chuxuan quickly operated the nihilism swallowing formula to absorb the spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

After all, the aura between heaven and earth is too thin. He can only use the nothingness swallowing formula to devour all the attributes and plunder all the cultivation Qi between heaven and earth.

Whether it's aura or evil spirit! Or resentment, vitality, he all madly absorbed for his own use, and finally blessed the true spirit flying sword.

"I'll go. The gas you give is too mottled." The sword spirit of the real spirit flying sword murmured in his mouth.

Chuxuan wry smile: "you make do with it! Heaven and earth are thin, and there is only so much I can do. Anyway, I am doing my best to listen to the fate of heaven. "

"Well, just make do with it! But don't be distracted. If something goes wrong with me, you will be attacked. " The sword spirit reminds a sentence, afraid Chu Xuan does not try his best, it is also a warning!

Chuxuan nodded and didn't speak. He devoted himself to fighting against thunder robbery. He absorbed all the gas that could be absorbed, and then injected it into the real spirit flying sword.

In fact, I have some regrets. I knew that activating the sword spirit would lead to thunder robbery, and killing him would not activate the sword spirit.

Between chuxuan and Zhenling Feijian, there is a river of mist, which is made up of mottled fog. Only the color of fog is intermingled, including white, black, red, gray and so on.

All of these gases are swallowed up by the real spirit flying sword, and the sword spirit gradually grows larger, and then the dragon and Phoenix condensed from the spirit gas are integrated into the body.

His limbs turned into scales and claws, his back grew Phoenix wings, his body was covered with scales and feathers, and his forehead grew a dragon horn, but his mouth turned into a phoenix beak. The whole person looked strange, just like a four different.

looked at the appearance of the sword, and make complaints about Chu Xuan's lips.

I'm sorry, but I'm not even hurt by thunder.

However, the spirit of the sword was not afraid at all. On the contrary, his fighting spirit was very strong. Chu Xuan had the same mind and could feel the fearlessness of the sword spirit.