Unforgivable, he looked at the blue sword without saying a word, and his appearance was extremely withered, as if he had grown hundreds of years old in an instant.

More than a thousand years of hard work finally became a bubble at this moment.

If you pin your hope on the sword spirit who cannot be completely controlled, you will be destined to such a tragedy. Even if Wugui continues to obey him this time, who knows what will happen in the future? A cultivator can only rely on himself to dominate his destiny.

Zhou Shu glanced at him and realized something deeply.

In the air, Cai Ying and Wugui fought fiercely, with sword intent scattered and the sky was full of sword marks.

They are all sword spirits who have just passed the tribulation. One has experienced the training of many sword slaves and sword gang sword formations, and the other has followed Zhou Shu, experienced the secret realm of sword intent and other hardships. The experience may be similar, but Wugui's sword intent realm is obviously higher than that of seventh-level top-grade flying swords. His strength should be much higher than Cai Ying. However, on the scene, it is very balanced.

This is because Cai Ying's mind is pure and has been using the Sea Sword for a long time. He can exert 100% or even 12% of his own strength, while Wugui is completely different. It is influenced by the remnant soul and the blue light sword he just obtained. He is not proficient and can exert 60% of his strength.

This is the rise and fall of the other, so the fight is so anxious.

Time passed for a long time, and the two swords were still fighting fiercely.

Unforgivable, he stood there blankly, as if he was a tidy person.

Zhou Shu didn't move either. This was Caiying's battle. He didn't plan to intervene unless it was absolutely necessary.

"He is much better than you, but you have a chance."

"I understand."

I still remember what he said to Caiying when I came, and he believed that Caiying would definitely find opportunities and make good use of them.

when--

While thinking, a crisp sound came from the air.

After fighting for so long, the two swords collided for the first time.

The long-awaited moment has finally arrived.

At the moment when the two swords collided, Caiying decisively gave up the sea-step sword and crawled straight into the blue sword.

She knew very well that the difference between the sixth-level flying sword and the seventh-level flying sword was too big and was not suitable for long-term battles. The longer the fight, the smaller the chance of winning. Only by abandoning the sword, going to the blue sword, and facing the sword spirit directly, can you have a chance to win.

Wugui's heart tightened.

What he did before was to avoid touching the sea-tracing sword, but after doing his best, he still couldn't stop it.

As the sword on the sea fell, the sword intent outside suddenly disappeared, and time seemed to be stagnant.

In the half-hanging blue light sword, two balls of light confronted each other face to face. One was pure green, very small, naturally Caifei, and the other was large, but black and gray, mixed with many red silks, which was Wudi affected by the remnant soul.

Everyone knows what it means to win or lose at this point, either devouring the other party or being swallowed by the other party.

"You are so stupid. Would you rather get a few swords on your own than rush in?"

"You are dead, I must do what I said."

"Stop talking nonsense. Just your thin body wants to covet my origin. You are seeking death!"

"It's not certain who dies!"

Caiying looked at Wugui with disdain.

Wugui snorted, jumped up suddenly, and his huge body pressed towards Caiying, like a dark cloud covering the top of him.

The battlefield moved from outside to inside, but it was just as intense and even more cruel, because only one was destined to survive.

In a few dozen breaths, Cai Ying was covered in bruises.

The other party is much older than her, with a deep origin, and the remnants of the souls entangled in the body are so crazy that they have no self and are launching violent offensives all the time... Such a battle is something Caiying has never experienced before.

Zhou Shu, not far away, stared at the blue sword, without saying or moving.

Cai Ying abandoned the sword, as he expected, was a little relieved. This was indeed the only way to defeat Wugui.

He could do something at this time, such as using a demon-refining pot to refine the remaining souls, then chop Wudi's body into many pieces, make a plate of dishes and put them in front of Caiying, allowing Caiying to enjoy it. In the past, he often did this.

But this time he didn't plan to do it. Caiying after the tribulation of Anran needs to go through a real battle before he can grow up.

The real battle is to live and die.

"This time, I won't help you. You have to remember that no matter what situation you encounter, you must persevere. If you persist, you will have a chance."

"I understand, I don't want your help this time."

He said everything he should say. Caiying should know how to do it. What Zhou Shu can do is trust, trust the same as his peers.

"Haha, it's actually delivered to the door. As long as I devour you, I can survive the tribulation again!"

"Is that right? Then you can try it!"

After a sure-winning blow, Caiying nimblely landed aside and continued to think about how to win.

"If Zhou Shu were here, what would he do if he was me?"

As they thought about it, their thoughts gradually became clear. "The remnants of Wugui's body are not stable and they will not obey Wugui's command. Their biggest purpose is to seek revenge if they are unforgivable..."

"Where to escape?!"

Wugui's speed suddenly became much faster, and he rushed straight to Caiying like a shadow.

Caiying exclaimed lightly, as if she had no time to dodge. She opened and closed her mouth, and immediately teared off a large ball of light.

Her steps suddenly staggered and her body shrank a lot.

"Haha, I tore off a large piece of the origin, you are not far from death!"

Wugui laughed wildly, biting the origin, wanting to swallow and absorb it.

Caiying seemed to have no feeling and said lightly, "I don't care, but I don't know who can eat it?"

Before the origin could reach his mouth, the remnant souls beside Wugui had already rushed over and snatched them with Wugui, and they were immediately in chaos.

Caiying flew to the distance and shouted, "Hey, you all listen. The enemy who killed you is outside without forgiveness, and there is no ability to resist. As long as you break free from the shackles of Wudi, you can go out to take revenge and take revenge! Find revenge of unforgivable!"

She kept repeating the words "unforgiveness" and "revenge" over and over again.

Taking advantage of the fact that Canhun and Wugui are competing for the origin and have no time to deal with her, she will naturally not miss this opportunity.

Wugui's mind tightened and wanted to continue chasing Caiying, but was entangled by the entangled remnants of souls.

“Revenge…revenge…”

“Not forgiving…Not forgiving…”

"I want to seek revenge if I don't forgive, I want to seek revenge if I don't forgive..."

The sounds come one after another, from small to large.

Wugui was anxious, very anxious. He had already felt that the remnants of souls were desperately breaking free and running out, but over the long years, he and the remnants of souls were almost integrated. Once they broke free from themselves, they would be greatly traumatized.

But it is useless to be anxious. After the obsessions of the remnant souls are awakened, they will never stop. They only have one thought in their minds, seeking revenge if they cannot forgive.

The huge ball of light was twisting wildly, and red bloodshots kept flying out.

"ah!"

His body was torn apart bit by bit, and Wugui couldn't help but scream.

"Hey, I'm still very smart."
Chapter completed!