Chapter 522

The sun's sword Qi rushed out from the center of Xiang Nan's eyebrows, but the sword Qi just came out, and was forced back by an invisible force.

"What's the matter?" Xiang Nan's heart suddenly sank.

It's the grand array of the eighth layer that suppresses the sun's sword Qi.

"Why?" Xiang Nan couldn't believe it. He lost his voice and said, "that array can suppress the sword of the dead, but why can even my sun sword Qi be suppressed?"

"Ah Is it... " Xiang Nan touched his face, and he already had eyes in his heart.

It must be that he was invaded by the sword of the dead too seriously and suffered two undead passing through his body, which led to a lot of death in his body.

Is that the array, the living man himself, was also judged to be the undead?

Buzz! Buzz!

The sword of the dead vibrated again, still releasing a large amount of air of death, and those black air of death floated up into the sky, forming thousands of souls.

"I can't even let out the sun sword Qi. What else can I do to deal with it?" Xiang Nan's heart sank. He knew that if he was penetrated by even one of the dead, he would die on the spot.

"Ghost, you're here to be robbed by me, too!"

Xiang Nan bit his teeth and pointed out a Wuxiang robbery finger to the dead man's sword.

Wuxiang robbery refers to whether he can restrain the sword of the dead. To tell the truth, Xiang Nan has no idea at all. He has already been desperate to do so.

If you can't restrain the sword of the dead, and your realm is lowered, you will be doomed.

Hum!

The black finger force instantly hit the sword of the dead.

Xiang Nan's heart mentions his throat, and Mengdie grabs the corner of his clothes, and the cold sweat on his forehead falls.

In the first moment, the sword of the dead did not change, but in the second moment, the sword suddenly began to shake with high frequency.

Once the sword body trembles, the undead in the sky will be out of control, and all of them will turn into the air of death and float away towards the sky.

"Effective!" Xiang Nan was very happy in his heart and said, "is it easy for Wu Xiang to be robbed? What a shame

Xiang Nan is also gas confused, I do not know how to start abusing a weapon.

Practice wuxiangjie refers to a process of making people "commit suicide", which is a state of wandering between life and death.

In the dark, wuxiangjiezhi and the sword of the dead produced such a mysterious reaction.

Xiang Nan took the opportunity to move forward and get close to the sword of the dead.

Approaching is not for real approaching, but for testing the power of the sword of the dead.

Sure enough, Xiang Nan found that the power of the dead man's sword had been weakened. When he was 60 meters away from the dead man's sword, he felt the strong breath of death fighting against himself again.

"Not honest? One more finger! " Xiang Nan put his fingers together and put out another wuxiangjie finger to the dead man's sword.

The trembling frequency of the sword of the dead increased.

Xiang Nan has a five fold realm of returning to the Yuan Dynasty. Wuxiangjiezhi can be released nine times.

Anyway, it's going to be a fight. He doesn't care so much.

Keep going!

When he reached 50 meters, he was again strongly resisted.

He gritted his teeth and said, "yes, it's not honest! No tears without coffin! There is no such thing as robbery

Hum!

Another finger hit the sword of the dead. The frequency of the sword's shaking has begun to appear.

When Xiang Nan goes out 40 meters, he points again. When he goes 30 meters, he points again. When he is 20 meters, he points again. When he is 10 meters, he points again!

When he came to the dead man's sword, the trembling frequency of the dead man's sword was already high and frightening. It was just shaking into a virtual shadow!

At this moment, Xiang Nan '.

The sword of the dead, after all, failed to launch any resistance. The black air on its body had completely disappeared, revealing a black body.

Xiang Nan grabbed the shoulders between the kings with one hand, closed his fingers, and put his fingertips directly against the body of the dead man's sword. He said angrily, "do you want another finger to taste it?"

"This one finger, keep let you disappear!"

The sword of the dead made a most violent tremble with a buzzing sound, and then the tremble resumed its previous frequency.

"Give me back my life!" Xiang Nan said angrily.

The sword of the dead trembled, and suddenly flew out a green gas. The green gas entered Xiang Nan's body, and made Xiang Nan's body begin to repeat his youth. In a few seconds, he returned to his seventeen year old appearance.

"Ha ha!" Xiang Nan is very happy.

He drew down the sword of the dead, held it in his hand and looked at it. He said, "be honest, or I'll kill you at any time!"

"You are not the sword of the dead. If you dare to resist again, I will let you die."But then, Xiang Nan found the place that made him uncomfortable. He caught the sword of the dead, but he didn't have the feeling of heart to heart with it.

In other words, the sword of the dead was defeated, but not subdued.

"Make you crazy!" Xiang Nan took out the thunder amulet and pasted it on the body of the sword. He said, "I don't believe it. You are not afraid of thunder!"

"Believe it or not, I'll blow you up now!"

Xiang Nan didn't have this ability, and he didn't dare to unseal Bai Yan burning thunder, otherwise he would break more than the sword of the dead.

But apparently, the sword of the dead doesn't know that.

The sword of the dead "can't expect" Xiang nan to have both wuxiangjie finger and the strongest God thunder in the world.

This time, it is completely accepted.

"I feel it." Xiang Nan's eyes flashed a touch of fine awn, he felt the power of the sword of the dead.

He could feel the endless breath of death inside the sword, which was the source of power to revive the dead.

"Roar!"

Xiang Nan was infected by the infinite power. He roared and raised the sword of the dead to the sky!

At that moment, all the dead and general skeleton who had been trapped by him were immediately quiet.

When Xiang Nan disbands Tianxuan, the skeleton generals and the virtual dead even prostrate themselves to Xiang Nan and kneel down to their new masters.

"Ha ha! Ha ha ha ha Xiang Nan looks up to the sky and smiles: "the sword of the dead is mine!"

"From then on, I can control the souls of the world!"

Mengdie clapped her hands happily and said, "OK, OK, let's hurry back to the upper floor and collect the two dead Jiaolong in the cave! Let them be your puppets

Xiang Nan shakes the sword of the dead and controls it with his mind.

Sure enough, all the dead soldiers trapped in the eighth floor were released immediately, and the dead souls floated out of the skeleton soldiers and flew towards the sky.

Xiang Nan is happy in his heart. He strides to Mengdie's side. He hugs Mengdie fiercely and kisses her fiercely.

That dream butterfly's tongue was sucked by Xiang Nan, but she was happy with tears in her eyes, desperately hugged Xiang Nan's thick arm.

"Boo!" Xiang Nan and Mengdie's mouth were separated. He wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "go! Go to the seventh floor to receive the remains of Jiaolong. "

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