Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Seeing this, Xiang Jingxing's eyes condensed, he pinched a magic formula in his hand, and sprayed several mouthfuls of blood essence on the iron scroll. The iron scroll burst into red light. After absorbing the blood essence, the girl in white gradually disappeared. For reality.

There was a flash of light between his eyes, and his whole person seemed to come to life, exuding the aura of looking down on the world.

The girl in white took one step forward, turned into a sword light, merged with the sword body, and slashed towards Tang Ning.

The powerful invisible sword energy enveloped the land with a radius of more than a hundred feet, and countless sword energy struck at the purple gold spear.

The world suddenly darkened, and only a little white light shone, like an initial aura in a chaotic world.

The girl turned into a sword light. Wherever it passed, the space was slightly distorted. The sword light slashed down with an indomitable force and struck with the purple gold spear.

There was no sound, the purple-gold spear's light suddenly decreased, it trembled violently, and was about to collapse.

The sword light trembled slightly, making a clear sound, and the purple gold spear made a small clicking sound, showing the slightest crack.

Tang Ning was shocked when she saw this. The sword light was so powerful. In just a few breaths, it destroyed the purple gold spear, a top-notch spiritual weapon.

The cracks became bigger and bigger, and the purple-gold spear cracked inch by inch. Tang Ning flipped to the left, and the golden bowl swelled in the wind to protect her body. She formed seals with her hands, and then performed the Five Elements, Universe, and Integration Technique, and an aperture floating dozens of feet in size floated. in front of you.

The five colors of red, green, white, black and yellow are constantly flowing.

The sword light broke through the purple gold spear and hit the aperture.

The huge aperture trembled suddenly, then shattered like a water curtain and dissipated into the air.

The sword light was transformed by the sword soul of the girl in white. It was not a five-element magic that embodied spiritual power, so the aperture could not dissolve it.

The light curtain in front of Tangning broke apart, the sword light struck directly, and the space changed and distorted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The golden bowl's light shrank suddenly, and the wall extended one or two feet in length, with a click and shattered inch by inch.

The spiritual shield around his body became chaotic and fragmented, and the sword light passed through his chest and abdomen.

Tang Ning only felt that his physical strength was drained for a moment, and his spiritual power also stopped functioning. The sword light penetrated his chest and abdomen, leaving a huge hole. The sword energy crisscrossed his body, tearing his body apart.

The flesh and hair all over his body were cracked little by little.

Countless cracks appeared on the arms, feet, and head.

Cracks spread in all directions like a mirror.

Tangning fell straight down from mid-air, and scenes from the past flashed through his mind one by one, and he felt his consciousness gradually blurring.

With a bang, the whole person fell to the ground, making a huge pit.

The sword light burst out of his body, revealing the figure of a woman in white. She was almost transparent at the moment and was about to collapse.

Xiang Jingxing quickly made a magic trick, and the girl in white turned into a ball of white light and returned to the iron scroll.

Xiang Jingxing flashed and was about to take the storage bag on Tang Ning's waist into his hand, when suddenly a white shadow appeared in front of him, it was the white snake just now.

But after hearing its neighing sound, which seemed to contain infinite sorrow and anger, the white snake swung its long tail and hit the red iron scroll.

The iron scroll's light was greatly reduced.

Xiang Jingxing was shocked. At this time, the sword spirit was very weak. It returned to the iron scroll to rest, and turned into a ball of white light, which could no longer be awakened.

The little white snake's body hit the red iron scroll, like the Taiyue Mountain falling down. The iron scroll's light became weaker and weaker, and it was about to collapse.

Xiang Jingxing quickly put away the iron scroll. If the iron scroll broke, the sword soul would disappear.

This sword spirit is his greatest reliance, helping him overcome many difficulties and kill many powerful enemies.

He pulled out a golden light staff and protected his figure. Just as he was about to fly down, take Tangning's storage bag and run away, the little white snake opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of gray mist, covering his figure.

Xiang Jingxing felt that the world suddenly darkened, the surroundings were dim, and he couldn't see his fingers. Wherever his consciousness passed, there was a gray world, as if he was already in another dimension.

The gray mist around him swarmed towards him. The light of the golden light staff became weaker and weaker, and his spiritual power was being swallowed by the gray mist.

Xiang Jingxing's complexion changed drastically, and his spiritual power was poured into the golden light staff crazily. The golden light staff burst into light, resisting the erosion of the gray fog.

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Tang Ning lay quietly in a deep pit on the ground. The sword light passed through his body, piercing his chest and abdomen, leaving a huge wound, and blood continued to overflow.

The remaining sword energy in the sword light still remained in his body, clashing vertically and horizontally, tearing apart all the internal organs, meridians and bones of his body.

His limbs, body, and head were shattered, cracked, and reassembled.

The green spiritual energy in Tang Ning's body surged crazily, constantly repairing the damaged organs and meridians and bones. His whole body was constantly changing red, green, white, yellow and black.

His consciousness gradually became blurry when he fell in the air, but after he fell to the ground, his consciousness became clearer.

The green spiritual power in his body combined with the Great Five Elements Reincarnation Technique to repair his body, while the remaining sword energy conflicted in his body and tore his body apart.

The five internal organs, meridians and bones in his body were continuously torn apart by the sword energy, while the green spiritual power and the Great Five Elements Turning Technique were repaired over and over again.

The two are like yin and yang, with one side constantly destroying and the other constantly repairing.

He lay quietly on the ground, unable to move, his whole body dripping with sweat, and beads of sweat kept falling from his forehead.

At this moment, he was suffering unspeakable pain and torture, and it could be said that life was worse than death.

The sword energy was cutting and destroying every part of his body, while his spiritual power and martial arts were constantly being repaired, over and over again. He was like a person who was tied to the execution rack, being struck by the sword over and over again, but he was still conscious, and so on. The pain is beyond words.

I don't know how long it took, but the remaining sword energy in his body gradually disappeared, and his body finally stopped tearing, and his limbs, body, and head were all healed.

Only the huge hole between the chest and abdomen could not be restored, and the remaining powerful sword energy caused the flesh and blood to melt before it could be regenerated.

Tangning gasped for air. His whole body felt like it had been ravaged by the torrential rain. He was dripping with sweat. His strength was slowly recovering, but he still couldn't move.

On the other side, gray fog enveloped Xiang Jingxing's figure.

Within the gray fog, the golden light staff had turned into powder. Xiang Jingxing held the red iron scroll on his head, which glowed faintly and was about to collapse. The gray fog surged around him, and the iron scroll turned into powder bit by bit and was swallowed up by the gray fog.

From the iron scroll, a ball of white light floated out, and gray mist rushed towards Xiang Jingxing. His spiritual shield was immediately disordered and dispersed.

Xiang Jingxing shouted in despair, and the mist poured into his body. The moment it came into contact, his flesh and blood dried up quickly, and his bones turned into powder.

The little white snake opened its mouth and inhaled, gray mist poured into its belly, and a complete set of clothes and storage bags fell out.

Tangning slowly climbed up from the ground, gasping for air, her face extremely pale, the spiritual energy in her body was exhausted, and the green spiritual energy shrank back into the spiritual sea cave and rolled into a ball.

The huge wound between his chest and abdomen still hadn't healed, so that every step he took brought a burst of cramping pain all over his body.

The little white snake flashed and reached Tang Ning's side, wrapping its body around him and swallowing the scarlet letter, seemingly very happy.

Tangning walked slowly to where the storage bag fell, picked it up, and saw a ball of white light curled into a ball in mid-air, vaguely resembling the girl in white.

Now that she was exposed to the sun, the white light became weaker and weaker, as if it was about to melt.

He moved his hand slightly, and the white light fell directly in front of him.

Tang Ning watched the white light falling, hesitating and not knowing what to do.

This white light is obviously the sword soul of the girl in white. After leaving the iron scroll, she was not swallowed by the gray mist of the little white snake, but she also had no place to rest. She was exposed in the air and was about to gradually melt away.

Tang Ning didn't know where to store it. A storage bag was definitely not allowed. The girl in white was the soul of the sword, not a dead object.

There is no spiritual power and air in the storage bag, so no living things can be placed in it.

It doesn't seem to work if you put it in a spirit beast bag. This sword soul relies on the iron scroll to survive. There is no difference between putting it in a spirit beast bag and exposing it to the air.

Not knowing if she could hide in other spiritual weapons, Tang Ning was about to take out the spiritual weapon to see if she could hide. Unexpectedly, a ball of white light floated in front of him. As if sensing something, it turned into a ray of light and went straight towards him. Drill into the bag.

Tangning was slightly startled. She took out her storage bag and took a look. After entering the storage bag, the white light did not go into the spiritual weapon. Instead, it penetrated into the black teng tree and disappeared.

This black Teng tree was obtained by him and Xiao Mobai and others in the golden tomb. When he found the Teng tree alone in a wooden box, he thought it was a rare thing to live in, and several other good things had been given to him by others. Taking it away, he chose this teng tree.

It has been kept in the storage bag for all these years and I didn't have time to care about it. I didn't expect that this tree has such a function and can store the body of the sword soul.

Judging from the impatient look of the sword soul, this black teng tree seemed to be of great benefit to her.

Tang Ning couldn't help but remember that the golden tomb was originally Wei Zhongxin's mausoleum, and the relics inside were all collected and accumulated by him. Wei Zhongxin wanted to turn to the ghost path and collected a lot of materials.

This black Teng tree might be one of the items he prepared for converting to the ghost path. The sword soul is originally a wisp of spirit and has no entity. It can be hidden in the Teng tree, which means that the Teng tree can store the soul.

When he had the opportunity, he should look up the origin of this black Teng tree and see what magical effect it had. He thought to himself, and felt a sharp pain in his chest. It turned out that he had just used spiritual power to attract the sword spirit and affected the injury.

Tangning took the opportunity to lie down on the little white snake and patted its head: "Xiaobai, let's go."

The little white snake knew what he meant, so it rose into the air and headed northeast, away from the main battlefield. After walking for an hour, it flew hundreds of miles and arrived at a cave in the mountains and forests.

Tang Ning sat cross-legged, swallowed the elixir, closed his eyes to heal his wounds, and the little white snake coiled in front of him and looked around vigilantly.