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Perhaps sensing a sense of crisis, the green dragon stopped in mid-air.

Those huge long eyes reflected He Ming's indifferent face, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes full of killing intent!
He could feel that the blood moon sword light would definitely kill him completely.

And this blood moon sword glow was even just a sword that the boy in front of him swung at will.

Although this green dragon was very spiritual, it stopped as soon as it sensed danger.

But the Dark Night Blood Moon Break is so easy to crack.

The sword that attracted the power of heaven and earth firmly locked the giant dragon itself, no matter how he dodged, he couldn't avoid the sword.

"Ow—!"

The green dragon roared violently again.

But this time the roar revealed despair and fear.

Obviously, this is the last struggle of the green dragon before death!
Since you can't hide, let's compete!
The green dragon exploded with all its power, turned into a meteor and collided with the sword glow.

There is no roar of collision.

There was no stalemate as expected.

The dragon scales of the green dragon were like tofu under the sword glow of the bloody moon in the dark night, and they were cut off very easily.

The body of the giant dragon was cut off from the middle, turned into a little bit of brilliance amidst the roar of unwillingness, and returned to the body of the Wind Soul Spirit Sword.

"It seems that this green dragon is just like I guessed, it is the sword spirit of this Wind Soul Sword."

He Ming smiled slightly, walked over the altar, and pulled out the Wind Soul Sword from the pile of chains.

Accompanied by violent vibrations, the uninterrupted bone-eating wind in Yinfeng Valley unexpectedly began to dissipate slowly.

At the same time, in the main hall of Huanggu Jiange.

The Jiange Pavilion Master suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Yinfeng Valley.

"how is this possible!"

"The grand formation left by the patriarch actually broke, who the hell, who can break the grand formation of Yinfeng Valley."

The master of the Jiange Pavilion took a step forward, and disappeared in the main hall of the Jiange Pavilion in an instant.

By the time he appeared again, he had already arrived at the altar in the deepest part of Yinfeng Valley.

Looking at the empty altar, the Lord of Jiange fell into deep thought.

"The Patriarch's Wind Soul Sword has disappeared. It seems that someone has really obtained the inheritance of the Patriarch."

"This time the Zongmen Grand Competition is interesting."

The next day, Yue Shanshan went to Yinfeng Valley with doubts.

Although she also knew that she shouldn't doubt He Ming, she really didn't know how He Ming could help her.

But when Yue Shanshan came to the entrance of Yinfeng Valley, she found something was wrong.

The Valley of the Yin Wind, the Valley of the Yin Wind, got its name precisely because of the bone-eroding wind blowing continuously all year round.

But how could it be so quiet in Yinfeng Valley this time, what about those bone-eroding Yinfeng?

Just when Yue Shanshan was puzzled, He Ming walked out of Yinfeng Valley and greeted Yue Shanshan with a smile.

"Shanshan, you're here, come in and sit down."

Yue Shanshan hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped into the Valley of Darkness.

Without the uninterrupted bone-eroding wind, Yinfeng Valley actually looks no different from an ordinary valley, everything is so peaceful and peaceful.

Not long after, the two came to the cave where He Ming lived.

"Senior brother He Ming, have you always lived in this cave?"

Yue Shanshan looked around like a curious baby.

He Ming nodded, and said: "Yes, this is where I usually practice, let's not talk about it, time is running out, you should sit on the bed first."

Yue Shanshan nodded and sat down on the stone bed.

And He Ming took out the peerless Spirit Sword, Wind Soul Sword from the storage ring.

"Shanshan, this is the surprise I said I would give you. I got this sword by accident. It's called Fenghun. Today, I wish you to complete the sealing of the sword into your body and break through the foundation building."

"Wind Soul Sword?"

Yue Shanshan took the Wind Soul Sword from He Ming's hand, and reached out to touch it lightly.

The whole body of the Wind Soul Sword is blue, and the sword body is wrapped in tiny wind currents, which feels very cool and comfortable to the touch.

"Senior Brother He Ming, you said you wanted to help me seal the sword into my body, but I want to do this?"

Yue Shanshan asked suspiciously.

The risk of sealing the sword into the body is huge, if you are not careful, the body will damage its foundation because it cannot withstand the sword energy erupting from the spirit sword.

Therefore, Feng Jiange made a rule that only when the disciples of Feng Jiange reached the age and their foundation was stable, could the ritual of sealing sword into the body be performed.

This is also one of the reasons why Yue Shanshan didn't know how to seal the sword into her body at all.

"Shanshan, don't worry, you just need to calm down, and I will guide you through sealing the sword into the body."

He Ming sat on Yue Shanshan's back, with his hands resting on her back.

"Take a deep breath, open your mind, and try to communicate with the Wind Soul Sword."

The first step of sealing the sword into the body is to build a bridge with the spirit sword, so as to prevent the violent sword energy from harming one's own foundation.

The reason why He Ming was so reckless last time was because the Xinghui Immortal Sword was rewarded by the system, and there was already a natural bridge between him and him, so there was no need to build it again.

Under He Ming's guidance, Yue Shanshan gradually let go of her mind and entered the interior of the Wind Soul Sword.

Inside the Wind Soul Sword, a huge green dragon is curling up there.

Although He Ming's sword was merciful and didn't directly kill the green dragon, it still hurt him badly.

It can be seen that, when the green dragon sensed the intruder, it still began to resist stubbornly.

"Ow—!"

The green dragon roared and bit Yue Shanshan's mental body.

It was the first time Yue Shanshan saw this situation, and she couldn't help feeling a little panicked. Although she barely parried the dragon's attack, her face was still pale, and she retreated from the inside of the Wind Soul Sword.

"Senior Brother He Ming, why is there a giant dragon in the Wind Soul Sword, I was almost eaten by him." Yue Shanshan said with lingering fear.

"Shanshan, don't panic, calm down and try to communicate with that giant dragon, he is just the sword spirit of the Wind Soul Sword."

After comforting Yue Shanshan, He Ming glanced at Fenghunjian indifferently.

"You beast, you'd better submit obediently, if you dare to hurt my little junior sister, I will make you die!"

Hearing He Ming's voice, the giant dragon trembled suddenly.

The shadow of that sword has been deeply engraved in the depths of the dragon's soul.

"Shanshan, try again."

With He Ming's encouragement, Yue Shanshan finally calmed down and started to try again.

But this time, the giant dragon no longer had any resistance, and easily formed a spiritual bridge between the two.

Once the mental bridge is built, the rest is simple.

Perhaps it was really frightened by He Ming, the giant dragon carefully controlled the Wind Soul Sword, and did not emit a trace of sword energy during the process of sealing the sword, allowing Yue Shanshan to complete the sealing of the sword into the body very easily.