Chapter 2026: Growing up, not cute at all
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Ke Ning
The screams of the Soul Burying Sword Spirit were sharp and shrill, echoing in the Soul Burying World, causing the space to tremble.
The surrounding light suddenly dimmed a bit.
Jian Wanshan trembled all over.
what happened?
He hurriedly looked up and saw a person hanging on the Soul Burying Sword Spirit.
A villain!
The little black guy was lying on top of the Soul Burying Sword Sword Spirit.
If you look closely, you can see that it is biting on it.
Jian Wanshan's heart sank, it was Lu Shaoqing's sword spirit.
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit didn't expect that there was Lao Liu next to him, so he was caught off guard and bitten hard.
Not to mention the severe pain, the Soul Burying Sword Sword Spirit felt that his power was disappearing.
The original power is constantly being devoured by the opponent.
For the first time, Soul Burying Sword Spirit felt panic in his heart.
What is this?Why can it swallow its power?
"Go away!"
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit roared angrily, and his body suddenly erupted with white light.
A force that can make one's soul tremble erupted, and the surrounding situation suddenly changed.
It used to be white mist, but now it has turned into heavy mist.
The space became dark, and the Soul Burying Sword Spirit's body became huge, as if he had turned from a child into an adult in the blink of an eye.
His appearance no longer has the innocence and cuteness of a child.
Instead, it became fierce and vicious with a terrifying ferocity.
Its body emits gray light, and the light squirms, constantly squeezing towards Lord Mo, trying to expel Lord Mo from its body.
However, Mo Jun not only bit it with his mouth, but also sucked it tightly with his hands and feet like suckers.
No matter how hard the Soul Burying Sword Spirit tried, it could not get rid of Mr. Mo.
Mo Jun is like a piece of dog skin ointment that sticks firmly to its body.
Lord Mo's presence caused a lot of trouble for the Soul Burying Sword Spirit.
Not only is it constantly devouring its power, but it is also seriously interfering with its movements.
After dodging several times, Mr. Mo increased his strength the moment the Soul Burying Sword Spirit's figure flashed, and bit down hard.
"what!"
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit is in pain and will inevitably be affected.
"Hey!" Lu Shaoqing's voice sounded, "I caught you."
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit was shocked and subconsciously wanted to escape.
"Oh!"
Lu Shaoqing's head came into close contact with the Soul Burying Sword Spirit's head.
"Oh, it hurts!"
Lu Shaoqing shouted.
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit almost fainted.
It's not just pain, but also anger.
It hasn't even cried out in pain yet, but the other party actually yelled first?
Want a face?
"die!"
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit was so angry that he stopped dodging and decided to fight Lu Shaoqing.
The surrounding space shook again, there was a roar, and the world changed again.
There were dark clouds in the sky overhead, and countless lightnings rolled across the sky, making the entire sky seem to be covered with lightning.
The body of the Soul Burying Sword Spirit also seemed to be covered with lightning. At this moment, it was like the Lord of Thunder who could control lightning.
The terrifying power spread from it, and Mo Jun couldn't hold it back, so he had to let go and rolled in the air.
"Ouch!" With a sound, Mr. Mo disappeared.
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit couldn't find anyone even if it wanted to cause trouble for it.
Finally, the Soul Burying Sword Spirit's resentful eyes fell on Lu Shaoqing.
Lu Shaoqing rubbed his forehead and looked at the Soul Burying Sword.
The Soul Burying Sword floated in mid-air, and countless lightning bolts rolled in the sky, like silver snakes flying, and like thunder pools falling.
In fact, it was transformed by the power of the Soul Burying Sword, making it look more powerful.
Lu Shaoqing was not worried at all. Instead, he shook his head and said to the Soul Burying Sword Spirit, "When he grows up, he doesn't look cute at all."
"She looks a little cuter like a kid just now."
"Come on, change back. Uncle hasn't hugged you yet."
"Death!" The Soul Burying Sword Spirit was no longer indifferent. His words were full of ferocity and resentment.
"Boom..."
Countless lightnings gathered together to form a huge thunder dragon.
Thunder and lightning flashed, exuding an aura of destruction.
"Roar!"
The thunder dragon seemed to come to life, roaring at Lu Shaoqing, then circling its body and pounced on Lu Shaoqing.
Lightning splashed everywhere it passed, and the crackling sound of lightning echoed throughout the space.
Let the space vibrate endlessly.
With such momentum, Jian Wanshan waved his fist fiercely, excited.
"Okay, great!"
"Master Sword Spirit is indeed powerful!"
"I've already said that Master Sword Spirit is a god here!"
Jian Wanshan looked at Lu Shaoqing. He couldn't wait to see Lu Shaoqing's panic.
however!
Facing the thunder dragon roaring down, Lu Shaoqing smiled. His body didn't move at all, but a red shadow suddenly rushed out from behind him.
A red divine bird soared into the sky.
The surface was blazing with flames, fluttering its wings and flying high, and the air seemed to be burning along with it.
"Oh!"
The divine bird collides with the thunder dragon, and the red and white colors reach their peak at this moment.
Two rays of light filled the entire space, and Jian Wanshan closed his eyes subconsciously.
The terrifying aftermath of power kept coming, and the aura of destruction shook his mind, and he kept retreating.
I don't know how long it took, but Jian Wanshan felt the power fade before he dared to open his eyes.
First of all, the first feeling is that the space is dim. At first, it was like daylight, then it was foggy, and now it felt like evening and darkness to Jian Wanshan.
What, what's wrong?
Jian Wanshan was very panicked.
The dim light was just like his mood, hesitant and uneasy, with a bad premonition.
"you..."
The voice of the Soul Burying Sword Spirit came with disbelief.
"The spiritual thoughts left by many ancestors of the sword family sound very powerful, but in fact, they are vulnerable." Lu Shaoqing's calm voice came, as if he was a different person.
"Self-contained? Are you the god of this world?"
This place is similar to the sea of consciousness, just like the battle of divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness. The battle between the two sides here is also a battle between the original powers.
The Jingshen Jue, which does not belong to this world, makes Lu Shaoqing fearless of the power of the so-called ancestors of the sword family.
Jian Wanshan was frightened when he heard this and hurriedly approached, but after seeing Lu Shaoqing's appearance, Jian Wanshan couldn't help but laugh.
"Ha ha..."
"You are arrogant, aren't you injured now?"
The surrounding light suddenly dimmed a bit.
Jian Wanshan trembled all over.
what happened?
He hurriedly looked up and saw a person hanging on the Soul Burying Sword Spirit.
A villain!
The little black guy was lying on top of the Soul Burying Sword Sword Spirit.
If you look closely, you can see that it is biting on it.
Jian Wanshan's heart sank, it was Lu Shaoqing's sword spirit.
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit didn't expect that there was Lao Liu next to him, so he was caught off guard and bitten hard.
Not to mention the severe pain, the Soul Burying Sword Sword Spirit felt that his power was disappearing.
The original power is constantly being devoured by the opponent.
For the first time, Soul Burying Sword Spirit felt panic in his heart.
What is this?Why can it swallow its power?
"Go away!"
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit roared angrily, and his body suddenly erupted with white light.
A force that can make one's soul tremble erupted, and the surrounding situation suddenly changed.
It used to be white mist, but now it has turned into heavy mist.
The space became dark, and the Soul Burying Sword Spirit's body became huge, as if he had turned from a child into an adult in the blink of an eye.
His appearance no longer has the innocence and cuteness of a child.
Instead, it became fierce and vicious with a terrifying ferocity.
Its body emits gray light, and the light squirms, constantly squeezing towards Lord Mo, trying to expel Lord Mo from its body.
However, Mo Jun not only bit it with his mouth, but also sucked it tightly with his hands and feet like suckers.
No matter how hard the Soul Burying Sword Spirit tried, it could not get rid of Mr. Mo.
Mo Jun is like a piece of dog skin ointment that sticks firmly to its body.
Lord Mo's presence caused a lot of trouble for the Soul Burying Sword Spirit.
Not only is it constantly devouring its power, but it is also seriously interfering with its movements.
After dodging several times, Mr. Mo increased his strength the moment the Soul Burying Sword Spirit's figure flashed, and bit down hard.
"what!"
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit is in pain and will inevitably be affected.
"Hey!" Lu Shaoqing's voice sounded, "I caught you."
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit was shocked and subconsciously wanted to escape.
"Oh!"
Lu Shaoqing's head came into close contact with the Soul Burying Sword Spirit's head.
"Oh, it hurts!"
Lu Shaoqing shouted.
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit almost fainted.
It's not just pain, but also anger.
It hasn't even cried out in pain yet, but the other party actually yelled first?
Want a face?
"die!"
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit was so angry that he stopped dodging and decided to fight Lu Shaoqing.
The surrounding space shook again, there was a roar, and the world changed again.
There were dark clouds in the sky overhead, and countless lightnings rolled across the sky, making the entire sky seem to be covered with lightning.
The body of the Soul Burying Sword Spirit also seemed to be covered with lightning. At this moment, it was like the Lord of Thunder who could control lightning.
The terrifying power spread from it, and Mo Jun couldn't hold it back, so he had to let go and rolled in the air.
"Ouch!" With a sound, Mr. Mo disappeared.
The Soul Burying Sword Spirit couldn't find anyone even if it wanted to cause trouble for it.
Finally, the Soul Burying Sword Spirit's resentful eyes fell on Lu Shaoqing.
Lu Shaoqing rubbed his forehead and looked at the Soul Burying Sword.
The Soul Burying Sword floated in mid-air, and countless lightning bolts rolled in the sky, like silver snakes flying, and like thunder pools falling.
In fact, it was transformed by the power of the Soul Burying Sword, making it look more powerful.
Lu Shaoqing was not worried at all. Instead, he shook his head and said to the Soul Burying Sword Spirit, "When he grows up, he doesn't look cute at all."
"She looks a little cuter like a kid just now."
"Come on, change back. Uncle hasn't hugged you yet."
"Death!" The Soul Burying Sword Spirit was no longer indifferent. His words were full of ferocity and resentment.
"Boom..."
Countless lightnings gathered together to form a huge thunder dragon.
Thunder and lightning flashed, exuding an aura of destruction.
"Roar!"
The thunder dragon seemed to come to life, roaring at Lu Shaoqing, then circling its body and pounced on Lu Shaoqing.
Lightning splashed everywhere it passed, and the crackling sound of lightning echoed throughout the space.
Let the space vibrate endlessly.
With such momentum, Jian Wanshan waved his fist fiercely, excited.
"Okay, great!"
"Master Sword Spirit is indeed powerful!"
"I've already said that Master Sword Spirit is a god here!"
Jian Wanshan looked at Lu Shaoqing. He couldn't wait to see Lu Shaoqing's panic.
however!
Facing the thunder dragon roaring down, Lu Shaoqing smiled. His body didn't move at all, but a red shadow suddenly rushed out from behind him.
A red divine bird soared into the sky.
The surface was blazing with flames, fluttering its wings and flying high, and the air seemed to be burning along with it.
"Oh!"
The divine bird collides with the thunder dragon, and the red and white colors reach their peak at this moment.
Two rays of light filled the entire space, and Jian Wanshan closed his eyes subconsciously.
The terrifying aftermath of power kept coming, and the aura of destruction shook his mind, and he kept retreating.
I don't know how long it took, but Jian Wanshan felt the power fade before he dared to open his eyes.
First of all, the first feeling is that the space is dim. At first, it was like daylight, then it was foggy, and now it felt like evening and darkness to Jian Wanshan.
What, what's wrong?
Jian Wanshan was very panicked.
The dim light was just like his mood, hesitant and uneasy, with a bad premonition.
"you..."
The voice of the Soul Burying Sword Spirit came with disbelief.
"The spiritual thoughts left by many ancestors of the sword family sound very powerful, but in fact, they are vulnerable." Lu Shaoqing's calm voice came, as if he was a different person.
"Self-contained? Are you the god of this world?"
This place is similar to the sea of consciousness, just like the battle of divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness. The battle between the two sides here is also a battle between the original powers.
The Jingshen Jue, which does not belong to this world, makes Lu Shaoqing fearless of the power of the so-called ancestors of the sword family.
Jian Wanshan was frightened when he heard this and hurriedly approached, but after seeing Lu Shaoqing's appearance, Jian Wanshan couldn't help but laugh.
"Ha ha..."
"You are arrogant, aren't you injured now?"
