The seven souls of a person are responsible for joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, desire, and desire. The three souls and seven spirits are related to the life and death of ordinary people, and none of them are missing.

As a Yin God and Ghost Immortal, the true spirit appears, and the three souls and seven spirits have an impact on the true spirit, and the true spirit is no longer completely passively and cannot be controlled.

If Chen Huixian didn't know that he was cursed, it would be impossible to find that the seven souls in his Yin God were weakening. The curse from the long river of destiny could only be discovered through the level of the Heavenly Dao.

When Chen Huixian discovered it, the subtle changes were all in his eyes, and he felt extremely difficult.

The true spirit connects the way of heaven through the jade plate of creation, stands at the level of the way of heaven, isolates the influence of the weakening of the seven souls. Ten thousand thoughts jump, and thousands of thoughts flash every second, but he has been unable to think about how to solve the curse.

Time passed day by day, Chen Huixian’s room was closed, and the seven souls were weaker and more obvious. On the sixth day, emotions that were suppressed by reason and Yin God continued to emerge. The memories of the first, second and third worlds washed away the true spirit.

If it weren't for the protection of the Jade Plate of Creation, Chen Huixian might have been deeply trapped in his memory, either happy, angry, sad, or fearful!

At some point, Chen Huixian grabbed the Kongbi sword given by Lin Ling, and an extremely profound figure appeared in front of him.

"Xin'er..."

Even with the Jade Plate of Creation, it is impossible to truly isolate the connection between the true spirit and the Yin God and the body. Chen Huixian finally merged into his memory.

Overnight, his black hair turned white, and the murderous aura surged in Shen Huixian's body. From time to time, uncontrolled sword energy cuts the surrounding furniture.

"It's been ten days, and the sound of war drums outside urge me to go out!"

A faint sound came from the confined door. Chen Huixian lowered his head and held Kongbi Sword and muttered to himself, his head full of white hair drooping.

Chen Huixian's eyes were blood red, and the Yin God was still strong, but Chen Huixian could see seven chains made of black gas, occupying the seven souls tightly.

"The seven souls are weak, and the seven emotions are born! I didn't expect that I could practice the Extreme Love Sword in this way!"

Chen Huixian had no eyes, but felt that he was unprecedentedly powerful. This was not the power of the flesh or the Yin God. In fact, when he was completely dominated by memories, his seven souls were weak, and the Yin God, which was originally closely connected, was shaking.

However, Chen Huixian was happy with it, and all kinds of memories arose at every moment. Chen Huixian not only did not resist, but instead experienced the little things in the memories again.

When Chen Huixian thoughts, thousands of thoughts, thoughts, and memories quickly passed by, but they were extremely real. Every time he experienced it, he aging a little bit and gaining more understanding of the Jiqing Sword Taoism.

Crisis and crisis are both dangers and opportunities from another perspective.

Since experiencing the various things in Zhufan Realm, Chen Huixian has been a rational and terrible person who is so cold-blooded that he is called a demon by the demonic path. Now, as the seven souls are weakened, his emotional side appears. Chen Huixian quickly realized that this is the best time to enter the Tao with emotion.

Since he practiced the Extreme Love Sword Classic, his progress has been slow since he started. It can be said that he has not. Even if he tried to enter the world, he was still far apart and could not adapt to the choice to leave.

Squeak!!

Chen Huixian walked out of the yard with a long sword, and flew out of the city without looking back.

At this moment, outside Linjiang City, demonic air and demon clouds covered the sky and slowly approached Linjiang City.

"Mad demon, the ten-day agreement, can't the one who hides his head and reveals his tail come out?"

Mo Xin carried two wine gourds, stepping in the air, and flowers bloomed step by step, looking straight at the disciples of the Tianjian Sword Sect and Lingbao Sect without taking them seriously at all.

"Don't be crazy about the demon heart, and let me meet you!"

A hundred-meter fire dragon rose into the sky. The fire dragon's scales were compact, the tentacles were flexible, and the four claws were powerful and powerful. It moved in the air like a real divine dragon.

"Hahahaha, okay, I like your Tianjian Sword Sect. Now I will treat you as an appetizer to avoid boredom!"

Mo Xin was not afraid, and laughed wildly and drank a sip of wine, put aside the wine gourd and rushed forward.

Han Yan was among the fire dragon, the man and the sword were united, and the fire dragon roared to the sky and pounced on it.

The fire dragon was like a meteor passing through the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the demon heart. Compared with the fire dragon, the demon heart seemed extremely small.

But Mo Xin's strength was not small at all. He punched the Fire Dragon's forehead with his right arm. The Fire Dragon seemed to hit the huge rock mountain, and the impact force instantly decreased. After hitting the Magic Heart for dozens of meters, he could no longer move forward.

Demon Heart grabbed the dragon head with one hand, and he looked extremely domineering, but Han Yan couldn't see the other party's arrogant look. He had already appeared outside the fire dragon and slashed the Demon Heart with one sword.

The long sword pierced the body of Demon Heart, but Demon Heart didn't care at all. Instead, he looked up at Han Yan, his voice extremely calm: "It's powerful, really exciting!"

While speaking, Han Yan felt that his magic weapon could not be pulled out. The demon heart was holding his sword body tightly and looking at him playfully.

"Hmph!" Han Yan snorted coldly, and the flames followed his long sword towards the demon heart, burning the demon heart's body in less than a second.

The demon heart still didn't care and said to Han Yan like a cat and a mouse: "Your flame doesn't smell enough, it's a little bit bad. This should be your magical power, right? What a pity..."

Before the Demon Heart finished speaking, he squeezed into the sword bit by bit and appeared in front of Han Yan. He grabbed Han Yan's throat and said with regret: "If you are allowed to grow up, you will be a good opponent, but I am not patient!"

Just as the demon heart was about to crush Han Yan's neck, a blood light came in an instant, directly cutting off the demon heart's arm.

Mo Xin was stunned for a moment, let Han Yan escape with his long sword, glanced at the broken arm, and directly captured the broken arm and buckled it back to the broken arm. But in just one breath, he recovered.

"You are very good, really good!"

The demon heart looked at Shang Yu who was floating in the distance, and said with a smile, walking in the air while talking. The dark flames instantly ignited, and the speed became faster and faster, heading straight for Shang Yu.

Shang Yu frowned secretly, turned into a blood light again, and instantly cut a long wound on his body with the Demon Heart.

The blood light did not stop, and he kept cutting flesh on the demon heart, but the demon heart didn't care at all. The blazing dark flames burned, and the injury speed was not as fast as he recovered.

"You should have a killer move, right? Why not use it? You should know that as long as I catch it once, it will be the time for you to be defeated. So, use your killer move. I don't want the game to end so boringly!"

Mo Xin glanced at him and carefully observed Shang Yu's every move. He did not rush to move, but instead said interestingly.

Shang Yu stopped, his white hair fluttered, his red eyes shone coldly, and his demon heart returned with a bright smile, all of which were unruly.

"Junior brother, let me do it!"

Shen Huixian's voice sounded in Shang Yu's ears. Shang Yu watched Shen Huixian fly over and looked at the other party's white hair in surprise, with an extremely weak aura.

"Senior brother?"

Chen Huixian's white hair is different from Shang Yu. Shang Yu's white hair exudes vitality and is exquisite and perfect. Chen Huixian has white hair, like an old man.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Chen Huixian returned a tired smile, then looked at his hair, and gently wiped it, and the white hair fell into dust and flew away. Chen Huixian carried the true essence of the Ten Thousand Swords, and his black hair grew out in the blink of an eye.

"Look, my condition is unprecedented!"

Chen Huixian would tell him that others wear the same clothes and hit their heads, which is even uglier than his, so what was erased?

“…”

Shang Yu could feel the weakness of the immortal Yin God in Chenhui, which could be described as the brink of collapse.

But since Chen Huixian insisted, he had no choice but to nod to Chen Huixian, turn around and fly back to the camp.

If it weren't for the sword to enter the love, Chen Huixian wouldn't do such unsure things, but since choosing this path, Chen Huixian has not restrained his emotions.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, you are now, I feel like I can kill you with one hand. Why are you doing this if you do this? It's a waste of my time!"

The demon heart looked at Chen Huixian and accused the other party without hesitation. His arrogance and domineeringness had not diminished at all.

Chen Huixian did not restrain the murderous thoughts in his heart, and had no intention of talking to the demon heart at all. He started a golden flame sword light.

The golden flame sword light was extremely fast, exceeding the imagination of Demon Heart. He had no time to block his chest with his arm and was cut by the golden flame sword light.

The dark flame was broken, and the golden flame sword light left deep and visible scars on the demon heart's arm. The demon heart felt the pain of the golden flame sword light burning the arms, and no longer had the interest in speaking.

The demon heart roared angrily and rushed towards Chen Huixian. His body expanded little by little, turning into a giant beast three meters tall.

Chen Huixian did not escape, or he had no interest in escaping, and his emotions were greater than reason. So what if he did something that hurts the enemy eight hundred times and hurts himself a thousand times!

At this time, the disadvantage of the weakening of Yin God appeared. Chen Huixian could not exert all his strength, and even there was a layer of separation from his thoughts.

When I didn’t start fighting before, my thoughts were not strange. Now, when I start fighting, the connection between Yin God and thoughts suddenly became closer, and the unsmooth feeling immediately appeared.

Chen Huixian could not bear the huge force of the demon heart, so he flew out at that time and stopped retreating before he even fell into the ground.

Not only was Chen Huixian not afraid, he was more eager to try, staring at the demon heart, and pounced on him without saying a word.

The two of them were fighting back and forth, and golden flames flew everywhere. Overall, Chen Huixian was at a disadvantage, but after all, he had tens of thousands of thoughts to make the foundation, and he did not let the demon heart take too much advantage.

The seven souls are weak, and the seven emotions and six desires that are usually suppressed are particularly large. Shenhui's evil thoughts dominate, and the hatred towards demons and ghosts has reached its limit.

Chen Huixian was like crazy. He decided to kill the demon heart and ignored it. He was clearly at a disadvantage, but his fierce and desperate aura made it seem like he was the one who had the upper hand.

Faced with this kind of game that is completely a loss-making game, others might be shocked, but who is Mo Xin? He is arrogant and domineering, and will only become more and more rampant.
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