Chapter 126 Life and Death

Long Yiyuan God woke up and suddenly realized that he was at a critical moment of life and death, and the same was true for the devouring son!

When he found that Long Yi woke up, his mind was shocked, but he no longer had the extra power of the yuan god. He sealed Long Yi's yuan god. He could only put Long Yi aside for the time being and speed up the speed of merging the main soul!

Long Yi stared at the remnant soul of the devouring son. After a long time, his mind moved, and the power of the yuan god was released with all his strength and broke free from the seal of the devouring son!

Only the remnant soul of the devouring god in the early cultivation of the sword master is already unable to trap the middle yuan god of Long Yi's sword saint. Under the struggle of Long Yi's full strength, the seal suddenly became invalid, and Long Yi broke away from the seal, regained his freedom, and appeared in front of the remnant soul of the devouring the god!

The devouring son's expression changed slightly. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Long Yi gloomily, but he did not dare to act rashly. At this time, he had no extra strength to stop Long Yi!

"Eating the Son of God..."

Long Yi stared at the devouring son and opened his mouth quietly. In his tone, he revealed the meaning of determination.

The devouring son's heart was shocked again, he snorted coldly and said, "I didn't expect that there were so many variables in my process of taking away. However, even if you come out of the seal, if you don't want to die, I advise you not to act rashly. Otherwise, if I fail to take away, you will definitely be buried with me!"

Long Yi resolutely smiled and said, "God-eating son, do you still think I will be willing to let you take my body and destroy my yuan god now? Since it's death to be taken away by you, and it's also a trace of not being taken away by you, then why should I let you succeed?

After a little pause, Long Yi said, "God-eating son, although you have been using me, after all, my cultivation is still obtained under your guidance. Without you, maybe as you said, I have already been dead. Therefore, today is the day when you and I cut off the relationship between the master and the apprentice, and I will treat me. I'll give it back to you!"

After Long Yi said, he didn't wait for the devouring son to speak, his mind moved again and closed his eyes! The next moment, his genshen figure suddenly burst into a light, which was like a candlelight, constantly releasing spiritual power to the outside world, and his genshin cultivation was constantly weakening!

Indeed, as Long Yi said, whether he is the yuan god's cultivation or the kendo cultivation, most of him has benefited from the god-eating son. Now, his move is to make him and the god-eating son have no more debts!

Seeing that Long Yi was constantly destroying his own cultivation, the look on the face of the devouring son became extremely gloomy and solemn. From Long Yi's words and actions, he felt that Long Yi wanted to die with him!

"Kid, don't think bad things about me!"

The devouring son made a roar, and his very illusory face became extremely ferocious. He knew that if Long Yi's self-destructed cultivation as he is now, then when Long Yi's yuan god cultivation dissipates, he will not be able to continue to exist in Long Yi's sea of knowledge, because before he succeeds, he needs Long Yi's yuan god. As the lord of the sea, he ensures that his body will not be destroyed. Otherwise, he doesn't need to just seal the yuan god of Long Yi before, and he can directly destroy his yuan god!

Seeing that Long Yi's yuan god's figure is like fog, he is constantly weakening, and the devouring the god is extremely nervous. At this time, he is already at the moment of success or failure hanging on the front line. He can't stop Long Yi. He can only compete with Long Yi to complete the victory faster, or Long Yi's rate. The first yuan god scattered and died!

"Long Yi, you can't die. I'll help you with the last help. Remember, if you live, you must help me find the master..."

Xiaohei's voice actually sounded at this time and entered Long Yi's mind, and Long Yi, who was gradually distracted, suddenly opened his eyes, showing pain and shock on his face!

The little black voice fell and he didn't say anything more, but in the outside world, his already extremely dim black sword god suddenly burst out the last light, which turned into a fog. Although it seemed very weak, it still slowly shrouded the main soul of the devouring son!

That is the last trace of power squeezed out by Xiaohei's efforts. After releasing this trace of power, he will fall into a long sleep!

"Little Black..."

Long Yi only had time to open his mouth to call Xiaohei again, and he sensed the breath of Xiaohei from the outside world. After the instant surge, it weakened rapidly. At the same time, the devouring son suddenly let out a strange cry. His main soul was not only covered by Xiaohei, but also bear Xiaohei's last sword. Invasion of gas!

"No! You bastard, you can't destroy my master soul!"

The power of the yuan god who eats the remnant soul of the god is already extremely weak. At this time, his cultivation has declined again, and there is only the late Jiansheng left. What frightened him is that Xiaohei is actually destroying his main soul. Therefore, he is desperate to fall at the cost of his cultivation, crazy releasing the power of the yuan god, and grabbing the main soul with Xiaohei!

The black sword qi is like a drug with corrosive effect, eroding the main soul of the devouring son, and the devouring son of devouring is crazy rescue after being shocked under unexpected circumstances. In the next moment, his cultivation declines again, and the middle of the swordsman!

At this time, in the sea of knowledge, Long Yi's expression suddenly changed. He suddenly felt that he seemed to have regained contact with the body!

At this time, he was borrowed by the devouring son to control the body, and the connection with the body was cut off. But now with the sharp decline of the devouring son, the remnant soul of the devouring son is no longer better than him, and it is even more impossible to control the body!

While feeling painful and moved by Xiaohei's behavior, Long Yi immediately realized that he could never miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Long Yi closed his eyes again and felt the connection of the body with his mind!

The mind turned into an invisible fog, which quickly spread in the sea of knowledge, devouring the breath of the god-eating son in the sea of knowledge, and helping Long Yi to seize the control qualification of the body little by little!

For a moment, the devouring son was in a situation of internal and external attacks, and he couldn't help but be shocked to the extreme!

"You bastards, you can't think..."

Outside, there is a little black corroding the main soul to prevent the seizure. Inside, there is Long Yi to seize the qualification of physical control. Even if he is as hot and vicious as a devouring son, he is extremely panic at this time. At this time, his face changed greatly again. In the early days of the swordsman!

His residual soul cultivation fell again and became the weakest swordsman in the early stage!

His remnant soul figure has become as weak as a fog, and even a little lax. It seems that as long as a breeze blows, it will be blown away!

Long Yi realized that the perfect time had come. He hummed, and then his thoughts spread to the whole sea of knowledge, covering the power of the primordial spirit of the devouring son. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at the ethereal and weak figure of the devouring the devouring son. His body floated up and directly opened his mouth to the devouring son!

"Die, devouring the god!"

Although Long Yi's yuan god cultivation is also weak, compared with being restrained by the inside and outside, he has been sending the power of the yuan god to the outside world. The devouring son who maintains the main soul immortality and traction is still stronger. If he wants to completely remove the devouring son from the sea of knowledge, he has only one way, that is, to make the remnant soul of the devouring the devouring son. , completely disappear!

The power of the primordial god turned into a suction force, pulling the remnants of the devouring son, and the devouring son's almost blurred figure, which made a strange cry, and involuntarily approached Long Yi!

At this moment, although the devouring god was already the end of the strong crossbow, he still had the means. After a strange cry, the remnant soul turned into a fog and rolled back towards Long Yi!

"If you want me to die, I won't let you live. Long Yi, see if you kill me or I kill you!"

At this moment, for the devouring son, even if it is successful, the consequences will be very unbearable. His remaining soul cultivation has only been left in the early days of the swordsman, and he is unable to lead the main soul into the sea of knowledge. The only way he wants to live is to devour Long Yi's yuan god. But even so, his cultivation a few years ago will return to the original point, even not even comparable to a swordsman in the early days of the swordsman, but only a trace of residual soul. In this case, it is almost impossible for him to go into something!

Therefore, at this time, the devouring son of God fell into a kind of crazy situation. He was no longer as old-fashioned and fierce as usual, but hysterically wanted to fight with Long Yi to the death!

"Long Yi, goodbye..."

Xiaohei's voice once again came to Long Yi's mind, and at this time, this voice seemed extremely weak. The next moment, Xiaohei's breath completely disappeared, but in the outside world, the black flame sword turned into a streamer, directly stabbed the main soul that almost lost the power of the remnant soul of the devouring son, and suddenly stabbed it!

Long Yi did not see that on the body of the Heiyan sword, there was a layer of extremely dim and weak light, and a trace of spirituality existed in the light. The main soul, who had not been attacked by any substance, was also suddenly trembling and suddenly collapsed when the Heiyan sword was stabbed!

Long Yi did not know that the collapse of the main soul of the devouring son is a trace of spirituality that Xiaohei has been practicing for many years. As a means of attack, the main soul of the devouring son will be dispersed, but Xiaohei's spirituality will also fall into a long-term sleep.

The black flame sword pierced into the main soul, and it penetrated directly and fell towards the earth below. Finally, it was inserted on the earth, but there was no trace of spirituality, as if it were just an ordinary sword.

And in the sea of knowledge, the devouring son suddenly let out a long and painful smile. The connection between the remnant soul and the main soul was suddenly interrupted. He was shocked, and then, a scene that made him desperate appeared!

The collapse of the main soul can be said to mean that the devouring son has dispersed for thousands of years, and it also means that even if he succeeds, he has lost the most important meaning. However, at the moment when his mind was scattered, the yuan god who was fighting with Long Yi suddenly fell behind and was sucked into his mouth by Long Yi!

The devouring son felt extreme panic. He tried his best to struggle in Long Yi's yuan god's mouth, but it didn't help. His remnant soul was nearly 80% devoured by Long Yi, leaving only the last idea!

"I didn't expect that I would die in the hands of an ancient sword spirit and a yellow-haired boy. I'm not reconciled!"

When the last idea disappeared, the devouring son roared unwillingly again and shouted to Long Yi, "I still underestimated you, hehe! Long Yi, even if you destroy me, I still have a way to tell you that you can only be a useless person forever! I planted a mental barrier in your sea of knowledge with my last thought, and you will never be a practitioner again!"

While the voice of the devouring son fell, the remnant soul also completely disappeared. In the sea of knowledge, the breath of his yuan god no longer exists!

In mid-air, Long Yi's face was extremely pale, and his eyes were a little clear. However, his breath seemed extremely weak.

The devouring son has disappeared, and Long Yi regained the control qualification of his body, and almost at the same time, his body fell to the earth below!

His cultivation has fallen endlessly. Even if the yuan god barely has the initial cultivation of the swordsman, he is still seriously damaged and can't keep him in the air at all?

A light and shadow appeared at his feet, which was the silver sword. Long Yi stepped on the silver sword and landed tremblingly. His eyes kept searching for the earth below, and after a long time, he finally found the black sword.

At this time, the spiritual power in Long Yi's body was already on the edge of consumption. Before he came to the Heiyan sword, he finally couldn't control the silver sword and fell from the silver sword. The silver sword suddenly flew back to the storage bag, and Long Yi fell in front of the Heiyan sword.

Holding the black fire sword, Long Yi held the black fire sword in his hand, gently rubbed the sword body, and shouted in a low voice: "Xiao Hei..."

The black sword body is still dim and dull, without any vision, and Long Yi's mind is still calm, Xiaohei, and does not give him any response.

After silently staring at Hei Yanjian for a while, Long Yi opened his mouth again and muttered in a low voice, "Xiao Hei, sleep at ease. I promise you that I will help you find your master!"

He barely stood up. Long Yi held the Heiyan sword and wanted to put the Heiyan sword into the storage bag. But at this time, a figure appeared above his head as if flying from the sky, and looked down at him coldly!

The man, with an old face and a pair of eyes, radiates a chilling spirit. He is the old sword god who has been entangled with Long Yi for several years!

The next moment when the old sword god appeared, Long Yi suddenly felt shocked and raised his head. The figure of the old sword god entered the sight, and he suddenly trembled!

"Hahahaha! Baby, we finally meet again. I'm waiting for you. What a hard wait!"

The old man of the sword god smiled and opened his mouth faintly. Although his words were plain, the pressure contained in it immediately made Long Yi unbearable and spit out a big mouthful of blood!

Long Yi looked at the old man and felt extremely bad in his heart. At this time, he lost all his cultivation, weak and could not fight at all, and Xiaohei fell asleep. In the face of the old man with the sword god's cultivation, he was like an ant facing an elephant. How can he get rid of it!?

"Give me the black fire sword in your hand, and I'll give you a whole body!"

The old sword god opened his mouth again, and his voice shocked his heart. Long Yi's heart was shocked again, and he spit out another mouthful of blood. The pressure of the old sword god was so strong that he could not bear it at all!

Holding his body with a black sword, Long Yi raised his hand and wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth. He smiled bitterly and said in his heart. It seemed that he was going to die here today. Xiaohei, I'm sorry, it seems that I can't escape. Dad, I will see you soon...

Wiping away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Long Yi looked up at the old sword god and said, "Senior, this black fire sword is just an ordinary sword now. There is no trace of power. What's the use if you take it? And I'm already a useless person. Why do you have to work hard?"

The old sword god snorted coldly and said, "I won't forget the more than four years of fighting with you. That's a great shame. You must die in my hands!"

As the old sword god said, his body flashed and approached Long Yi quickly, but halfway, a lightning-like sword light suddenly stopped in front of the old sword god, making the old sword god's figure stop abruptly!

"Ha ha! Wuya Sword God, if you fight against a child, it will damage your reputation!"

The voice of a middle-aged man flashed in the air, stopping between Long Yi and the old sword god. Although his smile was peaceful, his eyes were cold.

"Sword God Jiulin? Humph! What do you mean!?

Jiulin, the sword god, smiled silently and said, "Brother Wuya, there is no need to be angry. You and I are in the sect. Anyway, we fought side by side in the recent war and cooperated in the recent war. As the masters of our respective sects, if we are hostile to each other, won't we lose harmony?"

After a little pause, Jiulin said again, "Brother Wuya seems to have a little conflict with the child, so I won't disturb Brother Wuya from doing something to the child. However, how about leaving the black sword in the child's hand?"

Wuya sneered and said, "Jiu Lin, you don't have to be delusional! That child, I'm going to kill him. I'm even more bound to get the ancient magic soldier in his hand. If you want a gun, it depends on whether you have this ability!"

Before the words fell, the figure of Wuya Sword God flashed, directly teleporting towards Long Yi, and the Jiulin's face changed, and his figure also disappeared from the original place, approaching Long Yi!

The two figures, almost at the same time, approached Long Yi's front of him, stretched out his hand and grabbed Long Yi fiercely, and the sword god pressure on the two people directly hit Long Yi's body and mind, making him cry and fall to the ground!

The two of them caught Long Yi one after another. When they saw it, they wanted to catch Long Yi, but at the same time, their expression changed and disappeared in an instant again, and when they appeared again, they returned to mid-air!

At the same time, the two turned their heads to look at the void in the distance. Then, the two figures appeared teleportation, floating in mid-air with each other, stopping in the middle of Long Yi and the endless and Jiulin!