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"This is..." Tang Yu hesitated, and after all, he shouted out, "This is a soul."

"It's the soul!" Moxie said affirmatively.

With the eyes of two people, nature will not recognize the wrong soul.

"Is this a sword soul?"

Tang Yan said that he had doubts in his heart.

Mo Xie's eyes flickered and seemed to fall into deep thoughts. For a long while, he said leisurely: "I have never seen the appearance of a sword spirit, so I can't assert it."

Although Mo Xie refines the saints and possesses the spirit in the saints, he never strips the spirit from the saints. Therefore, he cannot assert whether this soul is the soul of the sword. .

"What do I do?" Tang Yan asked without knowing what to do.

Mo Xie gave him a glance, and spread his hands and said: "You ask me, who do I ask? I am afraid that since ancient times, no one has been like you, and he is willing to combine two pieces of holy things. So, your question, I can't give an answer. You decide for yourself."

After listening to Mo Xie’s words, Tang Yu only smiled. He had expected to encounter problems. He did not expect this problem.

Since there is no ready answer, let's explore it yourself.

Man proposes, God disposes.

He took a deep breath and stared at the soul and said: "Sword Soul, when you merged with the soul of the war, there must be a part of the soul of the soul, and it is also an old acquaintance, then I am Tang Yan. Try it today."

He was careful, urging his skill and trying to guide the soul of the sword.

However, when his infuriating spirit had just touched the swordsman, the swordsman seemed to be stimulated, and immediately became swaying, and left and right, and wanted to rush out from the nine-smelting furnace.

"Be careful!" Mo Xie hurriedly reminded loudly.

Tang Yi’s heart was a glimpse of nature, and naturally he would not let the swordsman’s soul succeed. He immediately sealed the mouth of the sword, and the swordsman hit the seal and bounced back.

The soul of the sword did not give up, but instead became agitated, like crazy, slamming the seal, over and over again, tirelessly.

"Don't let it always be like this, there will be damage to the soul of the sword." Mo Xie tightened his fist, as if he was in the refining device, very nervous.

Tang Yan focused on the key: "I understand."

But there is no way to do it. The soul of the sword is a scorpion, and there is no way to completely ban it. It is deeply afraid of hurting it and affecting the subsequent refining process.

It is not the way to keep him going this way.

"The soul of the sword is the soul, is there any way to deal with it?"

He racked his brains and thought hard.

Suddenly, when the aura flashed, he opened up: "The Tibetan Buddhist scriptures are a weapon to deal with the soul. In the ghost world, so many ghosts have been meridized by the earth. Can the Tibetan Buddhist monk also be able to use the sword soul?"

At the thought of this, he immediately sang the Tibetan scriptures, and the golden Sanskrit blurted out and flew to the soul of the sword.

No one knows the soul of the sword, there is no hole in the sky, and the hidden mystery is simply hard to detect by the naked eye.

In addition to the soul of the sword, another soul is struggling, and it is extremely anxious: "Is this kid lost in madness? Is it true that he is willing to destroy a holy device, and to refine what is more powerful, this is really heaven. Night Tan."

This is the voice of Chiyou, but no one hears a soul from the belly.

No one would think that the three caves of Chiyou Rabbit did not completely disappear, but at the last moment, the darkness of Chen Cang, the last soul into his own magic weapon.

The soul of Chiyou is hidden in the soul of the sword. The soul of the sword is his best disguise, no one will appear.

After all, in almost everyone's eyes, Chiyou is already dead.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the battle of the elk, he can leave a small life under the eyes of the Yellow Emperor, to escape, let alone now he is from the eyes of Tang Yan, leaving a soul to be easier.

If Tang Yan knows this, he will definitely be dumbfounded. After all, he is blindly stunned by Chiyou, but Chiyou is still crossing the sea.

After the war soul sword was destroyed, he knew that he could not keep hiding for a long time. He must be stunned when Tang Yan and Mo Xie did not show him.

Otherwise, many people can easily kill him with his current look.

In addition, when seeing Mo Xie and Tang Yan together, Chi You was also angry. It turned out that the two men had hooked together, which was beyond his expectations.

You especially want to escape, you can see one after another golden Sanskrit, he was immediately shocked.

"The Tibetan Scriptures."

He knows the power of the Tibetan scriptures, and understands that the Tibetan scriptures are the key to restraining the soul. He is just a sigh of relief. How can he compete with the Tibetan scriptures?

He really wants to show up immediately and stop Tang Yin’s reckless behavior.

But if it is a show, the trick of swindling itself will be invalid, and a good intention will be lost.

He definitely does not allow this to happen.

He only clenched his teeth and whispered: "Put it, this time only fights the hope of the line. I hope that the Tibetan scriptures will not be too powerful. I can escape this robbery."

He was so lucky that he decided to let go and resign.

Tang Zhen did not know that Chi You was still in this sorrowful soul. He only hoped that he could use the earth to carry out the swordsmanship and soothe the soul of the sword so that it could be integrated with the mysterious sword.

Sanskrit wrapped the soul of the sword, and the emotion of the sword spirit immediately calmed down, and there was no left-handed right-handedness. Instead, it trembled in the nine-turn alchemy furnace and seemed to be fighting against the Tibetan monk.

The soul of the sword was not immediately surrendered by the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures. Tang Yan immediately increased his strength, and the Sanskrit King Kong masterpiece, turned into a golden skull to cover the sword soul.

This golden dragonfly is very mini, but the power is not bad, the impact of the sword soul immediately weakened, like being stunned by the golden dragonfly.

He was so afflicted that he really wanted to speak out loudly and accused Tang Yan of his actions, but he only had a belly: "Tang Hao, how is your boy’s Tibetan scripture so powerful? Damn, this is strangely hidden, why should you pass it on?" This kid is a Tibetan monk, and now I have suffered."

The power of the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures is getting more and more powerful. Chiyou is only a remnant of the soul. The strength is not strong. There is no way to resist the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures. His consciousness has become blurred.

"No, I can't be tempted by the Tibetan scriptures. This kid wants to turn me into his sword spirit. How can I do what he wants." Chiyou was extremely reluctant.

But he has no ability to resist at all, like a duckweed in the sea, carrying a floating load and sinking, unable to resist.

Seeing that the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures worked, Tang Yuxing’s breath was relieved. Fortunately, there was a help from the Tibetan Buddhist monasteries. Otherwise, there would be no way to keep the swordsman, and the fusion of the two swords would not succeed.

Mo Xie stared at this scene without hesitation. Tang Yi’s every move did not escape his eyes. He witnessed his success. The shock in Mo Xie’s heart can be imagined, and he could not speak for a long time.

Tang Yan did not delay, and his mind was moved. Xuanzang sword was also put into the nine-turn alchemy furnace to prepare for the integration of the two swords.