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Chapter Three Hundred and Sixtieth Form Break

Chu Junchuo obviously felt Han Yun's nervousness, and she was also very nervous. If she could not die, no one would want to die.

"Are you going to give up?" Chu Junchuo asked softly. Han Yun closed his eyes, immersed his mind in the spiritual sea, and silently watched the movement of the five-color spiritual sea.

Puff...Puff...Puff

In the silence, Han Yun clearly heard the sound of two heartbeats, gradually turning into a pulsation with frequency, regardless of each other. Chu Junchuo silently recited the sword technique, his heart was full of waves, no sorrow or joy, and his whole body was like a beautiful sculpture. Han Yun seemed to have seen all Chu Junchuo's actions with his own eyes, clearly reflected in his mind. This feeling was too mysterious.

Similarly, Han Yun's every move and thoughts were reflected in Chu Junchuo's mind. Under the influence of the "Immortal Couple Seal", the two magically reached the state of unity of mind and spirit, and even when they were inhaled and breathed, they were so in harmony, like a person. Chu Junchuo was silently reciting the sword technique, just as Han Yun was silently reciting the sword technique, and his heart gradually became unwavering.

Han Yun stretched out his right hand again, but this time it was as stable as Mount Tai. The five attributes of spiritual power were poked out from his five fingers and slowly exploring towards the Five Elements Sword Formation below. Five spiritual powers with different attributes extended to the altars with consistent attributes. When they entered the range covered by the sword formation, the ancient swords of the five altars moved at the same time, and the terrifying sword intent did not be activated. Han Yun and Chu Junchuo both felt a sense of joy in each other's heart at the same time, and a knowing smile appeared on their faces.

Han Yun controlled the five spiritual powers and carefully extended to the five altars at an equal distance. As long as a slight spiritual power is too fast or too slow, it will cause the balance of the sword formation to break. Finally, all five spiritual powers successfully touched the ancient sword. The five ancient swords still floated above the altar with sparkling light and did not be activated.

The second step was successful, but Han Yun did not dare to be careless at all. The more critical it was, the more dangerous it became. If the sword formation was touched when the spiritual power was exploring in the first step, it might not be able to break the two of them. However, when the ancient sword was drawn, the consequence would be that the external objects in the entire hall would be swept away by the terrible destructive sword intent.

Han Yun carefully controlled the five spiritual power rolls wrapped around the five ancient swords. He felt that it was already done, so he slowly raised his right hand and recycled the five spiritual powers, but found that he could not pull them at all. Han Yun was a little panicked. Chu Junchuo screamed in secret, and his cherry lips buzzed slightly, and waves of Buddhist sings flowed out of the mouth of Sandang, which turned out to be a magic curse of the magic stone. However, this Buddhist sing was sung by Chu Junchuo, and there was no such evil spirit, as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on the willows, and the dragonflies flew slowly.

Han Yun's mind slowly subsided, mobilizing the five-colored spiritual sea, and increasing the output of the five spiritual powers. The size of these five spiritual powers must be accurately consistent, otherwise the balance of the Five Elements Sword Formation will be broken.

Finally, five ancient swords were pulled and slowly rose above the altar, and a hint of joy flashed in both of them.

Seeing that the five ancient swords were about to rise ten meters away from the altar, a sudden scream came. Eight Yin corpses appeared at the entrance of the snail-turning stone-level cave. When they saw Han Yun and Chu Junchuo floating in the sky more than fifty meters, they shouted excitedly and rushed down the cave hall, jumping and jumping, like a group of monkeys going down the mountain, but they were thousands of times more terrifying than monkeys.

Han Yun's mind trembled. He was originally the weakest metal spiritual power, but he was shocked by the appearance of the Yin corpse. When the metal spiritual power stagnated, the metal spiritual power output naturally became weaker.

"Oh no! Now it's dead!" As soon as this thought arose, Chu Junchuo suddenly pointed his spiritual power output, and merged with Han Yun's metal spiritual power in the middle, and it was not biased, just supplementing the lack of golden spiritual power, not much, not much. It is precisely because the two of them are currently united in their minds that such an effect can be achieved.

Han Yun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, without any communication. The two of them acted as if they were the same, and they worked together to slowly pull up the five ancient swords.

At this time, the eight Yin corpses had already rushed to the bottom of the cave hall, their legs were bent and their claws were grabbed at the two of them. At this time, the five ancient swords were still a few meters away from the altar and fifty meters away.

Han Yun gritted his teeth, and five spiritual power suddenly withdrew. Chu Junchuo also rushed to retract his spiritual power. Wow! Five ancient swords shot up at the same time. Han Yun waved his hand and put away the five ancient swords at the same time. Chu Junchuo held Han Yun's left hand and rose rapidly. The eight-headed Yin corpse rushed to the feet of the two, screaming and waving his hands to grab it. However, Chu Junchuo and Han Yun suddenly rose, causing them to pounce on the air and fell down like dumplings.

"Haha~" Han Yun laughed with relief, stretched out his right hand and hugged Chu Junchuo's slender waist. The two of them looked at each other, and saw a hint of ecstasy after the disaster. The two hearts had never tried to get so close, and their eyes were staring at each other. Chu Junchuo's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly pushed away Han Yun's right hand that was intimately hugging his waist. He just escaped from death, but forgot about it, and didn't notice that the little thief took the opportunity to take advantage.

Han Yun smiled and said, "We cooperated perfectly!"

Chu Junchuo's heart trembled, remembering that the two minds had reached the realm of unity of mind just now. Is it caused by external pressure, or is it because he had been connected with the thief? That feeling was really mysterious, and the two seemed to be united. A faint red glow flew out from Chu Junchuo's pretty face, and he gave Han Yun a look.

Han Yun's mind suddenly blew. Unexpectedly, Chu Junchuo's eyes could be so charming, but unfortunately he quickly returned to the coldness.

Rumble ~ Rumble ~

Suddenly, the sound of Jianglong sounded, and the entire cave shaking. The two of them looked at each other and said in unison: "Has the mechanism started?"

The two looked down and saw the eight Yin corpses squeezing on the highest altar in the center. It seemed that they wanted to jump higher to attack the two.

At this time, the altar was shaking violently. No, it should be that the rusty ancient sword inserted into the altar was shaking, making a buzzing sound like a dragon roar, which actually brought the entire cave together, and the eight Yin corpses on the altar were shaken to the point of being staggered.

Han Yun and Chu Junchuo looked at each other in shock, not knowing what had happened!

clang!

With a sound of sword full of golden swords, the rusty ancient sword flew up, and a buzzing sound, all the rust on the sword exploded, like a treasure light coming out of the box, a silver moon suddenly appeared, and the flying stars broke through the sky, as if the sharpness of the whole world was concentrated on the sword. The terrifying sword intent instantly arose, and everything in the world seemed to be left with this long sword with twinkling silver light. All living beings were trembling under the sword.

Chu Junchuo's expression changed rapidly, and his whole body's spiritual power suddenly burst out to protect himself and Han Yun. However, Han Yun reached out and hugged Chu Junchuo tightly. Qiankun's black tortoise shell put both of them in it. The two of them were closely connected. Chu Junchuo was shocked and ashamed, but he quickly calmed down because a terrible scene happened.

The eight heads of water and fire are invaded by fire, and the sword is hard to be damaged. The immortal Yin corpse was actually broken into tens of thousands of blocks under the destructive sword intent of the world. The broken dragon stones around them were also cut out by the leaked sword intent.

Chu Junchuo was completely stunned, and his heart was filled with storms: "The eighth level of sword heart... Is this the power of senior Ling Xiaozi's sword intent? Kill the immortal Yin corpse in seconds and cut the broken dragon stone!"

Chiu ~

A sword intent slashed in an instant, Chu Junchuo's face turned pale, and Churan slashed out with a sword.

Ding ~

Chu Junchuo's long sword touched the sword intent, like an embroidered needle meeting a big hammer, and it exploded weakly! It broke into two pieces after a little touch.

Puff ~

The sword intent mercilessly cut through Chu Junchuo's protective light shield and hit Qiankun's black tortoise shell.

Chu Junchuo felt Han Yun's body tremble, and his hands suddenly hugged his waist tightly, causing pain, as if he was about to squeeze himself into his body, and then his hands softly loosened. Chu Junchuo felt that his heart was stabbed hard, and it was almost suffocating, and a stream of blood spurted out.

The Qiankun Black Totorch shell slowly cracked and peeled off, and Han Yun's body also slid softly. Chu Junchuo hurriedly hugged Han Yun, his heart as if cut by a knife. She didn't dare to look down, for fear of seeing Han Yun's only half of his body, for fear of seeing the situation where blood dripping down.

"Quochuo, I can't breathe~" Han Yun's low voice suddenly sounded, as if he was covering his nose and talking. Chu Junchuo immediately looked down and saw Han Yun's face and nose between his peaks. No wonder he spoke with a nasal sound.

Han Yun's eyes were turning scatteredly, and there was no sign of injury. His body was still good and not broken in two pieces. Chu Junchuo was overjoyed, and then anger rushed up. The abominable little thief actually deliberately deceived him. In the midst of great sorrow and joy, his heart was turbulent, his throat became sweet, and a stream of blood spurted out.

Han Yun was shocked and no longer cared about taking advantage. He suddenly sacrificed the purple lightning arrow, hugged Chu Junchuo's crumbling body, and rushed to input a stream of wood-attributed spiritual power to help her subdue the rolling blood. After a while, Chu Junchuo recovered and shouted coldly, "Let me go!"

Han Yun was not nervous, but hugged him tighter. Chu Junchuo was angry and ashamed, and was about to push Han away. A rumble sound rang out, and the six altars moved at the same time. A hole was exposed under the altar in the middle, and a powerful suction force surged out of the hole.

In an instant, sand and stones flew away. The fragments of the eight Yin corpses and the tattered tortoise shells were all sucked into the cave. After the ancient silver sword burst out with a terrifying sword intent, it just hung quietly in the sky, with the light flashing and darkening.

Whoosh ~

The huge suction force seemed to be generated by the interaction of the yin and yang inverse qi, and Han Yun and Chu Junchuo were also pulled and forced to fall to the hole.

The two of them couldn't help but change their colors at the same time, exerting force together, trying to escape from the cave hall, but the suction force was too strong, far beyond their ability. The purple lightning arrow under Han Yun's feet swayed, leaving Han Yun's feet and flew into the cave. Chu Junchuo didn't care about the defense between men and women, hugged Han Yun tightly with his backhand, and struggled to fly towards the spiral stone level.
Chapter completed!
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