Yama arrives

Xiao Zhao immediately felt an unprecedented high temperature, as if he had turned into a popsicle, ready to melt at any time.Even Du Yun frowned, and immediately cast Fire Domain. When the range of Hellfire quickly spread out, the temperature around him began to drop.

However, in the river, there was a turbulent heat wave. Under the collision of two scorching fires, the surrounding rock walls began to burst, and loud noises came and went.

Xiao Zhao had been dumbfounded for a long time, and when she recovered, she looked at Du Yun in shock: "Master! You are using Dao Domain? You, you have stepped into the Holy Spirit Realm?"

It is hard to imagine that a young man in his early twenties stepped into the Holy Spirit in the realm of martial arts, and even comprehended the existence of the Dao Domain.

Du Yun just nodded and didn't distract himself from chatting with Xiao Zhao.

Although he temporarily used the fire domain to suppress the power of the unicorn sword, Du Yun could feel the strong aura of the unicorn sword, as if the surging river was endless. If he persisted like this, Du Yun would lose sooner or later.

Thoughts motivate.

Du Yun used the fire domain to the extreme, and almost the entire underground river was shrouded in hellfire.

Taking advantage of the pressure brought by the unicorn sword to the minimum, Du Yun hurriedly walked towards the unicorn sword, but when he lifted his feet, his legs felt as if they were filled with lead, and his steps were extremely heavy.

"Xiao Zhao, how do you subdue this magic sword?" Du Yun asked.

Xiao Zhao frowned tightly: "Master! This sword was conquered by my father before, but after my father sacrificed, this sword lost its owner. According to what my father said, if you want to conquer this sword again, you must walk in front of it. Pull it out with your own hands, if you can endure the might of the Kirin Sword, you can conquer it."

After a pause, Xiao Zhao continued: "The Fifth Elder is the mighty Holy Spirit, when he tried to grab the Qilin sword and bury it under a tree by the river, unexpectedly he was poisoned by fire, even with his state of mind, he couldn't force the poison out of his body , almost died of fire poison."

Du Yun was amazed.

This unicorn sword, the sacred object of the demon clan, is so powerful.

Even monks in the Holy Spirit Realm had difficulty conquering it, and were almost poisoned to death.

Today is not what it used to be.

Two years ago, the unicorn sword had just lost its owner, and it was the easiest stage to conquer. Now that the unicorn sword has absorbed countless ghost breaths, it has already been nourished and become stronger, making it even more difficult to conquer.

Du Yun had no better way, so he could only grit his teeth and move forward step by step. The distance was only a dozen meters, and he walked for a full ten minutes, taking only one step almost every minute.

Finally stood in front of the Qilin sword.

Du Yun was already sweating profusely.

He looked up and saw that the long sword was red like fire, and the air around him was distorted by the scorching heat.The rock wall above his head even dripped magma, if it wasn't supported by Du Yun's fire area, any drop of magma falling on him would penetrate his entire body.

Du Yun paused for a while, took out a few qi and blood pills from the spirit ring, and swallowed them. After the spiritual power in his body recovered, he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

A roar.

The unicorn sword rose from the ground.

It was as if what Du Yun pulled was not a sword, but a mountain.

When the unicorn sword was raised high above the head, the sword peak pointed directly at the sky, and the fire suddenly flowed backwards, instantly igniting Du Yun like a sea of ​​flames.

"Sanggong! Are you alright?" Xiao Zhao's scared Huarong was at a loss.

The sudden influx of fire made Du Yun feel his consciousness being instantly swallowed up. At the moment when he was close to death, he activated his thoughts, and the fire area spread rapidly, and his mind gradually returned to normal.

Under the confrontation between Huoyu and Qilin Sword, Huoyu finally won the battle. The fire on the Qilin Sword began to dissipate, and finally a fiery red long sword appeared, with a fire unicorn engraved on the sword, lifelike, as if it would emerge from the sword at any time jump out.

Afterwards, the aura on the unicorn sword rippled, and Du Yun felt relieved. He felt that he had subdued the sword, but at this moment, a strange aura rushed into Du Yun's body. The seemingly inconspicuous aura suddenly It exploded, and then like a tsunami, it instantly occupied Du Yun's body.

hoohoo!

Du Yun raised his head and roared wildly.

A stream of red gas emitted from his body.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhao's expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Master! Throw away the unicorn sword, it is trying to conquer you."

As expected, this sword has become refined, and it has played Infernal Affairs.

Du Yun hurriedly let go, and the unicorn sword was inserted into the ground again. The light on his body was dimmed, turning into an inconspicuous iron sword.

However, Du Yun's health did not improve.

That aura was so powerful that it shook his body and felt like it was going to burst his body.

Du Yun still retained a sliver of reason, and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, trying to activate those violent auras through practice, either absorbing them or releasing them.

But after several attempts, Du Yun found that those breaths could not be controlled at all, and they became more and more numerous, so they had to be released immediately.

"Master, how do you feel? Don't scare me." At this moment, Du Yun's skin all over his body became fiery red, especially his face, and he felt a flame burning in his mind.

Du Yun's voice was extremely impatient: "I'm going to blow up, you go, leave me alone."

"Wuuuuu! Don't talk nonsense, Mr. I am your woman, how could I abandon you." Xiao Zhao rushed forward and hugged Du Yun tightly, hoping to relieve him some pain in this way.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhao's expression changed, and he looked at Du Yun in surprise and said, "Demonic Qi, this is the devil's energy. You have been infected with the devil's energy. You just need to force that breath out."

"I've tried, but I can't force it out."

Demon cultivators are quite different from orthodox monks.

Demonic cultivators use their unique inheritance to cultivate demonic energy, which is more violent than aura, so if orthodox monks are affected by demonic energy, it will be difficult to control it.

At this time, Xiao Zhao had already taken off his clothes.

When the black robe was taken off, there was only a black tube top inside, which couldn't hide that proud part.

Du Yun glanced at it, felt the burning sensation in his body become more intense, and quickly stopped Xiao Zhao: "What time is it, don't disturb me."

Xiao Zhao looked at Du Yun affectionately: "Master! This is the only way, ours, and then I can absorb the devilish energy in your body."

After speaking, Xiao Zhao took off the last fig leaf on his leg.

Du Yun glanced at it, and suddenly an evil fire sprang up, and then his eyes turned black, and he passed out directly from the burn.

What happened next was difficult for Xiao Zhao.

She is a young girl with no experience, and Du Yun is unconscious, so Xiao Zhao can only grope alone, and finally gets better.

Witnessed by the Qilin Sword, a fierce battle took place.

In the middle of the battle, Du Yun came to his senses and felt the burning sensation in his body relieved a lot, replaced by an indescribable joy.

As a result, the battle intensified, and Xiao Zhao learned a lot of moves. At the same time, with the transfer of magic energy into her body, her cultivation improved rapidly without knowing it.

A muffled sound.

The battle is over.