Layered small spaces squeezed towards the heavy sword in unison.

The sword spirit hid in the heavy sword. Seeing this, he couldn't help but sneer and said, "My friend, don't waste your time. Even if the space explodes, it will be difficult to hurt the heavy sword at all..."

Xia Rufei had a playful smile on her face, and even wrapped her hands in her chest, looking very leisurely.

Those small spaces did not explode as directly as the sword spirit thought, but kept squeezing towards the heavy sword.

Under normal circumstances, it is indeed difficult to hurt magic weapons of the level of Heavy Sword by squeezing the space, but Xia Rufei had no intention of destroying the Heavy Sword at all. Those small spaces were adjusted under Xia Rufei's instructions. The changes seemed very small, but the effects were as different as a world of difference.

The invisible power of space seemed to be infinitely subdivided. After contacting the heavy sword, it continued to split, just as if the molecules were already very small, but they could still be decomposed into atoms. The result of this infinite subdividing is that the invisible power of space began to penetrate into the heavy sword like flowing water.

The sword spirit couldn't help but scream in panic. It was obvious that everything that was happening in front of him was something he had never expected at all.

Xia Rufei's smile on his face remained unabashed, and he looked at the heavy sword that was firmly bound to the spot and could not move for a moment, controlling the invisible power of space to continuously penetrate into the heavy sword.

The ability to subdivide the invisible power of space to such a level is also due to the increasing control of space in Xia Rufei in the continuous upgrading of the spiritual map space. At the same time, his continuous deepening of the understanding of the spatial rules of the spiritual map, which directly reflects the effect, which is that his application of the invisible power of space is becoming more and more like a finger.

This is also the reason why Xia Rufei has absolute confidence in suppressing the heavy sword and sword spirit in the spiritual map space.

It is no exaggeration to say that Xia Rufei is like a supreme god in the spiritual map space. Even if a powerful monk is dragged into the space, he will be very embarrassed and may even lose if he is accidentally.

The sword spirit chose to trick Xia Rufei into taking him into the spiritual map space, which was the stupidest trick.

The sword spirit no longer had the calmness he had just now, and the continuous infiltration of the invisible power of space was that he had nowhere to hide in the end.

The heavy sword is the place where the sword spirit exists, and it is also his greatest reliance. Once this reliance loses its effect, the sword spirit will become even more vulnerable, so now he is simply fish on the chopping board.

"My friend, you can discuss things! You can discuss things!" Jian Ling couldn't help but surrender, "I will definitely tell you what you want to know!"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Xia Rufei's mouth and said, "I just admit defeat now, don't you think it's a little late?"

He did not stop the invisible power of space and did not want to listen to Jian Ling's nagging confession, so he had to ask, but it was not now.

Xia Rufei still remembered the fearless appearance of Jian Ling just now, and he also knew it very clearly, that is, this old guy was as cunning as oil. If he didn't beat him up, it would be difficult for him to tell the truth or falsehood.

So, now Xia Ruofei is not in a hurry to ask about the sword spirit.

The invisible power of space continues to penetrate, flowing like flowing water inside the heavy sword. Xia Rufei's mental power can also feedback the situation inside the heavy sword one by one with the invisible power of space.

The sword spirit begged for a while, but when he saw Xia Ruofei being indifferent, he couldn't help but curse. Anyway, he would scold him whatever he was ugly.

Xia Rufei didn't care about his anger at the moment of death, and he simply blocked his mental power, and the world suddenly returned to purity.

Soon, the invisible power of space discovered the traces of the sword spirit.

It was a spiritual body similar to a soul. With the space being constantly compressed, this soul body kept hiding from XZ, and finally had nowhere to hide.

Xia Rufei smiled slightly, controlled the invisible power of the space and pounced on it directly, and then pulled the ball of soul body out of the heavy sword with almost no effort.

After the soul body left the heavy sword, Xia Rufei clearly felt that the heavy sword seemed to have lost its spirituality at once. Although the appearance did not change, it just gave him a lifeless feeling.

The treasure has spirit, but the heavy sword that has lost its spirituality will naturally become a piece of stubborn iron.

Xia Rufei randomly controlled the small space to lock the heavy sword, and then turned his attention to the mass of soul body.

A series of invisible forces in space swept over, forming layers of confinement, firmly binding the soul body.

"My friend! Show mercy! Show mercy!" The sword spirit seemed to have been stripped away and paraded in the streets, and no longer had the arrogance he had just now.

The soul body kept trembling, as if it was begging for mercy at Xia Rufei.

Xia Ruofei looked indifferent, his mind moved slightly, and the invisible power of space began to compress inward. The body of the soul suddenly trembled wildly. The sword spirit wailed and said, "My friend! Don't! Don't kill me! I know this Emperor's Palace... No! I know many secrets in the entire Qingping Realm. Don't you come here to seek opportunities? I can take you to find the biggest opportunity in the entire Qingping Realm, and ensure that you have a good time! As long as you spare my life, everything is easy to say!"

Unfortunately, Xia Rufei blocked the transmission of mental power at all, because he was not interested in listening to the nonsense of the sword spirit at this time.

The compressed power of space is difficult to bear even the soul body. What's more, in this spiritual map space, Xia Rufei can call on the power of the entire space to suppress it. Even if a powerful cultivator comes in, it will be enough to drink a pot, not to mention that the strength of the sword spirit is far worse than that of the powerful.

Perhaps the strength of the sword spirit at its peak was not inferior to that of ordinary powerful people, but now his condition is obviously extremely poor. Such direct suppression of space is like purgatory for him.

The invisible power of space is constantly compressing inward, and the mass of soul body is constantly changing in trembling, just like light and shadow magic.

Xia Rufei made up his mind to give Jian Ling a profound lesson so that he could be more honest. Anyway, it would be enough to keep him in the end, and it was just asking for confessions, so he never stopped the compression of space power.

As the compression force continued to grow, the mass of soul body also undergoes strange changes...

Xia Rufei saw that the soul body was constantly changing, and it seemed that it could no longer maintain its original form and began to transform frequently. The appearance of this transformation also made Xia Rufei unable to help but show a surprise. The soul body transformed into two images, one was a white-haired old man; the other was a black little dragon, saying it was a dragon, and it was only judged from the details of the image. But in fact, this black dragon was very small, looking like a small snake or even a loach.

If Xia Rufei talks about the image of the gray-haired old man, it is easier for him to understand, and the sword spirit he imagines should be this image.

But what the hell is that black dragon?

Moreover, these two images do not just appear alternately, but at a few moments, both of them even appear at the same time.

He removed his shield from the transmission of mental power, and immediately heard Jian Ling screaming and begging for mercy.

"My friend! Master! My ancestor! I was wrong! Stop torture me anymore... If I pressed down, I will really die! Please spare me!" Jian Ling shouted miserably.

Xia Rufei stared at the image of the soul body constantly changing, and his face also showed an interesting look. He did not beg for mercy from the sword spirit, and continued to control the invisible power of the space to continuously squeeze the soul body.

In fact, in the current state of the soul body, and in the spiritual map space, if Xia Rufei wants to kill him, he only needs one thought to achieve it.

However, Xia Rufei still has to keep the sword spirit alive, and he still has many questions that need the sword spirit to help answer. Moreover, there is one thing that the sword spirit said is that the sword spirit has a very good understanding of the Qingping Realm ruins. If he can obtain some useful information, it will naturally be easier to find more opportunities during the opening of the Qingping Realm ruins.

Therefore, the sword spirit is valuable and naturally cannot be killed at will.

Now Xia Rufei uses the invisible power of space to slowly squeeze it, just like cutting flesh with a blunt knife. For the soul body, every minute and every second is a torture like a purgatory, but it is not that easy to die. Through this torture, the will of the sword spirit can be slowly eliminated. It will naturally be much more convenient to ask for confessions when the time comes.

In addition, Xia Rufei was also very interested in the two images of this soul body, which was obviously an abnormal phenomenon. As for why this situation occurred, Xia Rufei felt that the sword spirit should be able to give him an answer.

Therefore, Xia Rufei ignored the sword spirit's wailing and the request to actively explain the situation, and still slowly used the invisible power of space to squeeze the soul body.

Xia Rufei discovered that after the soul body was constantly compressed by the invisible power of space, the two illusion images appeared at the same time longer and longer.

If the two seemed to have merged into one at the beginning, but after being compressed by the invisible power of space, it was like a piece of stubborn iron being constantly tempered, slowly eliminating some impurities.

As for what the impurities are, Xia Ruofei didn't know. He felt that among the two images, one of them was impurities!

The Yuanchu realm has a thirty-fold difference in time flow rate between the outside world, so Xia Rufei was not very anxious, and just squeezed and tempered the soul body without panic.

After a while, the soul was basically no longer transformed. The images of the little black dragon and the white-haired old man were transformed at the same time, and it seemed to be becoming more and more stable, but there were still some intersections between the two and had not been completely separated.

At this moment, Xia Rufei heard an old voice sound, which was also a spiritual transmission: "Fellow Taoist, thank you for your kindness for saving me!"

Xia Ruofei looked at the white-haired old man transformed from the soul body with thoughtfulness, and asked with a smile: "It seems that you are the heavy sword spirit? Then what I communicated with before was that little black loach?"

"You are the little black loach! I can't bear it..." Xia Rufei heard the familiar voice of the "Sword Spirit" again and seemed very angry, but the "Sword Spirit" was tough for a second and immediately started to scream again, "Ah! It hurts so much... I am the little black loach! I am the little black loach! My little ancestor, please stop! I can't stand it anymore..."

Xia Rufei frowned and said, "Noisy! From now on, without my permission, no sound is allowed, otherwise I will let you spend every second in such a torture. Don't worry, my control of power is very accurate and I will never destroy you in one go. It should be fine if you persist for ten or eight years!"

"Sword Spirit" immediately closed his mouth after hearing this and never dared to send a voice to disturb Xia Rufei.

Because he knew very well that Xia Rufei did not exaggerate it. In this spiritual map space, Xia Rufei's control of power has reached a terrifying level. As long as Xia Rufei is willing, he can really use the invisible power of the space to compress him year after year. Moreover, after being suppressed here, he even had no chance to commit suicide. When he thought that such pain would be extended to ten years, the "Sword Spirit" couldn't help but shudder.

My ears are finally clear.

Xia Rufei then looked at the old man with white hair and asked, "Tell me! What's going on? If you were a sword spirit, why would you be occupied by this little black loach? And he also dominated..."

The transformed white-haired old man looked at Xia Rufei with his begging eyes and said in a voice: "Fellow Taoist, please continue to squeeze the soul body with the power of rules. I have not yet been able to completely get rid of the control of the black dragon."

The fake sword spirit immediately cursed: "You let it go..."

He just said two words, Xia Rufei glanced at him with a cold look, and he immediately closed his mouth obediently.

I was so excited just now that I almost forgot the words of the God of Killing. The fake sword spirit felt scared.

Squeezed by the invisible force of the Spirit Map space, the true sword spirit with the image of the white-haired old man was naturally extremely painful, but he was willing to accept it because he finally saw the dawn of getting rid of control.

Xia Rufei said lightly: "Old man, I will naturally continue to squeeze, but I don't need you to teach me how to do things!"

Xia Rufei is now suspicious of everything. Before he figured out the ins and outs of everything, he didn't even trust the white-haired old man in front of him.

What is the real and fake sword spirit? Maybe it’s the trick created by the old fox of the sword spirit?

Therefore, Xia Rufei responded to changes in the same way. No matter what tricks the other party used, he took the initiative now, and his ideas would definitely not be influenced by the other party.

The white-haired old man quickly sent a message: "Yes, yes, yes! I have lost my words, please forgive me for my fellow Taoists!"

Xia Ruofei said lightly: "Okay, old man, I will continue to compress my soul body, but it doesn't seem to affect your communication with me! You don't seem to answer my question just now!"

The white-haired old man did not dare to neglect and quickly said respectfully: "Yes! Fellow Taoist guessed right. Lao I am the heavy sword spirit. That black dragon... the little black loach was despicable and shameless invaded. I have been suppressed by him for so many years and cannot dominate the heavy sword at all..."
Chapter completed!