Chapter 939: surrender

For seven days and seven nights, Shen Chong and Wanjie remained motionless, constantly playing the magic formula and trying their best to refine the Ximen Sword God.

Not only has the Tianwu Baolun been promoted to the top fairy artifact, but the world has also received a lot of benefits. Now, he has polished the Jiuzhou treasure into one, completely integrating it into one, and there is no trace of magic weapons. The immortals converge, the heaven and earth are integrated, the road is heavenly, and the luck is continuous.

The realm of the world is also rising steadily. The map of Jiuzhou mountains and rivers has turned into armor on the body, and the Jiuzhou holy sword in the palm is condensed by the Qiyun of Jiuzhou. It is not a magic weapon, not a fairy weapon, but it is more powerful than the top fairy weapon.

However, the savings of the world and the nine continents have almost been consumed. It is flourishing and declining, and the stamina is insufficient. If you want to condense the fruits and break through the reality, I'm afraid it will still take a long time to accumulate.

"There is still one left, but this person has self-exploded Taoist fruit, and his cultivation is all useless. Even if it is refined, it is not much value, but a waste." Shen Chong smiled faintly and waved casually. The chains on Ximen's body were all broken.

"Bah, if you want to kill, you can kill." Ximen was free from restraint, but he was still motionless. He didn't even open his eyes. His heart was as calm as his heart, cold, and he had already sprouted his will to die.

Taoist fruit self-exploded. Although it will not hurt his life, his Taoist magic power has been lost, and his realm cultivation has also fallen to the realm of soul transformation, and even the Taoist heart has almost collapsed.

Although the realm of transforming the soul is also a strong party, it is very far from the Taoist and fruit-level figures, which is completely different from the day. Moreover, his foundation has been broken, and his longevity is approaching. Unless he can get the enlightenment of peerless power and indoctrination of mana, it will be difficult to make progress in his life, which is equivalent to the path of practicing Taoism.

"Killing you now is like killing a chicken, but you still have some value now. Your memory Taoism is what I need, and I need you to help me knock on the door of the Ximen family." Shen Chong smiled and pointed a little, and a dark magic tire had appeared at his fingertips.

Ximen Sword God is stubborn and tough, and his status is detached, and his realm is still above Shen Chong. He can only kill and refine, but he can't surrender. However, for Ximen's free, even if he refines, the benefits are not much. It's better to take it for his own use. Even if there is no magic power, the memory method is also a huge one. The wealth.

In particular, Ximen Zizai is a senior management of the Ximen family. He holds many secrets in the world. Even if he can't open the door of the Ximen family, he can help him gain a foothold in the world faster.

Because Shen Chong's next plan is to enter the world. His father and Li Yinping are both in the world, and it is time to meet each other. Moreover, if he wants to continue to improve his realm, he must find more opportunities and look farther. Otherwise, staying in the world of nine continents, even if he practice hard for thousands of years, he may not be false. The universe is transformed into the realm of virtuality.

As the first big world in the lower world, the middle world is rich in resources and many immortals. It is also the closest place to the fairyland. There are countless ancient relics and fairyland relics handed down. Only there can Shen Chong make another breakthrough in his cultivation.

"If you want me to betray the family, don't be delusional. Although my cultivation has fallen, the yuan spirit is immortal, and the Taoist heart is not lost. It's easy to kill me, but if you want to control me, you can't." Hearing Shen Chong's plan, Ximen suddenly opened his eyes and flashed a strange light. The yuan spirit did not move, and his heart was like an ancient well, and there were no more waves.

Eternal motionless, Da Luo is free. Although the power of Ximen has fallen, the Taoist heart has not been lost, and the power of the soul is still strong. Circles of glazed divine light spread out and firmly protect his will.

Shen Chong's idea was actually bounced away, and the marrow-washing mysterious magic fetus was also shattered by the glazed light.

Shen Chongwei took a step back and was shocked. After all, he was once a Taoist-level figure. Even if his mana plummeted, it was enough to compete with the magic fetus.

"Give up, don't waste any more strength, give up resistance, be completely happy, and turn to me. I can give you the opportunity to embark on the immortal road again. You have also seen the 33-day Taoist map and the treasures of the heavens. With these two treasures, it is easy to become a true immortal." Shen Chong didn't expect that Ximen's free will was so firm, and the magic formula in his hand kept coming out to shake Ximen's free will.

"Don't waste your time. Kill me. It's impossible for me to betray my family." Ximen's eyes became more and more firm, and his heart was locked, resisting Shen Chong's will. Even if his original law was empty and his flesh and blood were refined, he could not seize his memory power, and it was impossible to know many secrets of the Ximen family.

"I'm stubborn, Dad, let me do it." Wanjie frowned and suddenly stepped out step by step. The nine-zhou holy sword in the palm of his hand gathered again. The sword spirit moved slightly, and it had turned into tens of millions of swords.

The sword meaning of the world also softens the essence of the Taiyuan Sword and the Heaven and Earth Vientiane Guiyuan Sword, and the Jiuzhou Holy Sword is transformed by the Qiyun of Jiuzhou. Each sword has a different meaning. It seems to have a soul, dancing like a dragon, and the air is surging.

All the swords were condensed together, constantly squeezed, and finally turned into a wandering and penetrated into the eyebrows of Ximen.

"Jiuzhou Holy Sword, destroy fate, your luck has been broken, your road has come to an end, everything will be deprived, flowers will bloom and fall, everything will be reincarnated, I will give you a new life, re-open your way, dedicate everything to you, open your heart, and release your heart..."

In a ballad-like singing, Ximen's free eyes were no longer firm, and his face changed dramatically. His soul was constantly trembling, and his Taoist heart had begun to shake, as if a heavy hammer fell on his soul, and mysterious breaths wandered through his body, smashing his bald spirit and will.

"What kind of power is this!" Ximen kept howling, his whole body trembled, and seemed to be very painful.

"Dad, plant the magic fetus, at this time."

Suddenly, the world made a long roar. The sword fell down and seemed to consume all his strength. His face turned pale, sweat gushed out, and his vitality began to decline.

This time, Ximen trembling all over, his consciousness was confused, the primordial spirit was loosened, and his heart was gradually released.

Shen Chong was secretly shocked, but at this time he was not in a hurry to ask more. Ximen's free heart was loose, the opportunity was fleeting, the mana turned, and another dark magic tire condensed out and entered.

Gradually, Ximen's free yuan god has been stained with a faint layer of black, which spreads from the inside out. His face has also changed from anger and fear to peace, and the breath on his body gradually calms down, like sleeping, giving people a feeling of drowsiness.

"Dad, it's done. When the magic fetus grows up, he will no longer get rid of your control." Wanjie Chang exhaled, and the Jiuzhou holy sword in his palm collapsed in an instant. He also sat on the ground, as if he had been drained out of his whole body. Sweat gushed out of his forehead, and the use of this sword was also a great burden on him.

Shen Chong didn't think about it. With his palms, several pure vitality entered the body of the world, and at the same time, he entered several fairy stones to help the world stabilize its vitality.

After a while, Shen Chong asked in a low voice, "What happened to that sword just now? How did you break his heart?

"Hey hey, Dad, don't worry. It's just a loss of energy. As long as you take care of yourself for a period of time, it's okay." The world smiled, but said nothing more.

Shen Chong saw that the world had stabilized, so he didn't ask anything more. It involved some secrets of Xiaoyao Tianzun. Since the world didn't say it, it was not the time.

"The old slave kowtowed to the prince." At the time of adjusting the world, the magic fetus in the yuan god of Ximen has grown up. The seeds of submission have been planted, and the confusion in his eyes gradually faded away, and he has wholeheartedly recognized Shen Chong as the master.

Shen Chong looked up at Ximen Zizai, pondered for a moment, and his thoughts broke out. He kept communicating with Ximen Zizai. He not only knew the practice of the Taoist power of the Ximen family, but also understood some secrets of the Ximen family and the division of power in the world.

In the middle world, the world known as the first in the lower world, the power is even more complicated. Shinto sect and Wanhualiu are just the tip of the iceberg, and there are more super-class forces hidden, and even the fairy world directly sends messengers to control.

"Is it in the middle of the world? It seems that it's time to have a look. Shen Chong muttered to himself that with his current strength, even in the middle of the world, it is enough to dominate one side.