After the rebirth, the master takes orders and asks him

After smashing the soul protected by Yunrong, "Xie Jincheng" glanced at Yunrong lightly, and opened his lips and said:

"I'll be waiting for you at Changming Peak, if you want revenge, just come to me."

After saying that, he disappeared in an instant.

With trembling hands, Yun Rong tried to use all his spiritual power to collect those souls that could not be broken any more, but every time he held and spread his hands, there was nothing left.

After so many repetitions, he finally fell to the ground hopelessly, and the unspeakable pain flooded his pupils, bit by bit eroding his last sanity.

The soul of Yun Rong who was imprisoned was also extremely painful, screaming silently, Yun Rong retracted him into the body, and raised his eyes coldly.

The unstoppable surge of demon energy and spiritual energy kept impacting his body, and the two forces that shouldn't exist at the same time unexpectedly fit perfectly in his body.

As if he should have been.

The magic weapon in his arms seemed to sense his anger, wanted to help him, and wanted to fly into his body, but was blocked by a restraint that flashed a strong light, and flew out.

The restriction fell between Yun Rong's eyebrows and was deliberately hidden by others, but at this time it was finally fully revealed in the impact of external forces and the struggle of the oppressor.

Its spiritual power is definitely not something that anyone in this fairy sect can do.

But this magic weapon is also extraordinary, it tried its best to break it, and actually broke it under unremitting efforts.

The ban suddenly shattered.

The memory that was deliberately sealed was finally revived bit by bit.

Yun Rong's eyes became extremely cold, his eyes were red, and the murderous aura in his whole body was so sharp that it couldn't be hidden, as if he was born with a chill, bitingly cold.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and slowly condensed a long sword from his right hand.

A sword that is more terrifying than Chunjun, with majestic spiritual power intertwined with surging devilish energy, making it extremely enchanting.

The snow-white sword body glowed with a faint red light, as if it contained endless murderous aura, and the simple and complicated sword patterns were deeply engraved on it, revealing a strange beauty.

Holding the sword, Yun Rong flew up to the clouds, her eyes were full of cold blood, and she went straight to Wan Jianzong.

At the same time, the God Realm was shaken.

The servant guarding Tianyue Xianjun's natal sword was staggered by the huge movement. After a while, he supported the jade pillar to stand firm. After being shocked, he stared at the empty stone platform in the hall with wide eyes, and said angrily:

"Where is the sword! I have guarded the sword for more than 1000 years! It is the natal sword of Tianyue Xianjun, and now it is lost. If Xianjun knows it, he will have to take my skin off!"

Tianyue Xianjun is a sword fairy who cultivates the ruthless way, cold-blooded and ruthless, the gods thought that he would also die when he experienced the calamity of love, but as a result, he did not experience the calamity of love at all.

He is carrying a natal sword whose demon nature has not faded, and he proves the way by killing, clearing the demon realm, and ascending to become a god.

He is the most ruthless fairy in the entire God Realm.

At that time, his sword spirit was just because of the following crimes, and he had unreasonable thoughts on him, so he was thrown directly from Zhuxiantai, and he has not been able to come back so far!

What's more, he is a little fairy servant?

When the fairy waiter hurried to find Tianyue Xianjun to report, he was told——

"Xianjun went to the lower realm."

The fairy waiter said anxiously: "What is the fairy going to the lower realm for? Did you say when you will come back?"

The immortal pondered for a while, then murmured to himself: "It seems to be for the half soul that was thrown away with the sword spirit back then, but he never said when he would return."

Pausing for a while, as if thinking of something, Wen Yan comforted him: "Xianjun also went there twice last time, but he returned in a few days. I think it will be the same this time, so you don't have to worry."

As soon as the fairy servant heard it, he knew that it was useless to be anxious, so he simply sat down in the hall and waited for the fairy king to return, so that he could report it immediately.

Wan Jianzong, no return peak.

Xie Jincheng clutched his chest, knowing that something must have happened to Yunrong, he smashed the door with all his strength.

But the door was cast with some kind of magic, let him use eighteen kinds of martial arts, without giving any face, no matter what, he couldn't open it.

He was so angry that he kicked it, and finally grinned in pain.

The system suddenly made a sound [Host, someone is coming! 】

Just as Xie Jincheng was about to try again, the closed palace door slowly opened from the outside.

The light pierced in so quickly that Xie Jincheng had to squint his eyes.

After getting used to it a little, the person standing outside with the backlight gradually revealing his full view.

He was dressed in a heavy snow-colored brocade robe with dark patterns, without the slightest variegation. He wore a jade crown on his head, and his black hair was tied up meticulously. The monotonous black and white colors gave people a chilling feeling. His indifference, as if he would not see any emotion in this person.

Xie Jincheng narrowed his eyes slowly, the only thing he could see was the face in front of him that was the same as his own.

For a moment, he seemed to understand what the system said to him.

Xie Jincheng looked at the man, sneered and asked:

"So, I'm just a part of you, isn't it? Just like that part of you is to me?"

"But who are you?"

Tianyue glanced at him indifferently, and didn't answer his own identity, as if she didn't think it was necessary.

He opened his lips and said slowly:

"It's still different. He ran out of your body by himself, and you."

Tianyue said in a cold voice:

"I cut it out myself, so I don't want it."

"You are a superfluous existence."

Xie Jincheng raised his eyebrows, snorted, bent his eyebrows, and smiled indifferently: "Since you think it's unnecessary, then let me go, and imprisoning me here will hinder your eyes and mine. "

He was born with a strong rejection of this person in front of him, even if the aura was consistent with him, he still couldn't give him half a liking.

"So, can I go?"

Xie Jincheng didn't care whether he agreed or not, he just bypassed him and was about to leave.

Tianyue's expression didn't move, but she grabbed him with five fingers and easily sucked him back.

Xie Jincheng was imprisoned by him and said angrily, "What are you doing!"

This person made him feel strong resentment and rejection, as if it came from the depths of his soul.

Tianyue slightly lifted her eyelids and said:

"Let you return to my body so that you can be safe."

Xie Jincheng condensed countless sword qi with his bare hands, and slashed fiercely at the spiritual power behind him.

"Wishful thinking! I am different from that one, I have my own consciousness."

"So, I'm not you!"

Tianyue didn't say a word, and put her two fingers together in one place. She didn't even use a sword. With a light swipe, the sword energy shattered.

Xie Jincheng was sucked by him uncontrollably, and his slender neck fell into the palm of his hand, and it would break with a slight pinch.

But Tianyue didn't mean that.

He seemed to be used to looking down at others, with his eyes half-closed, he looked at the lamb waiting to be slaughtered in his hands indifferently, and said with thin lips:

"I can make him kill you the first time, and I can make him kill you the second time. This feeling that shouldn't be there will eventually disappear."

Xie Jincheng spat at him hard, and said coldly:

"You fart!"

The originally restrained person broke free in an instant, and all the condensed spiritual power hit Tianyue fiercely. The passivity just now was just a disguise, waiting for the current blow to hit.

Xie Jincheng knew that with his current cultivation level, he couldn't beat this person at all, and only when this person relaxed, would he have the only chance to escape.

After Tianyue subconsciously let go of him and took a few steps back, Xie Jincheng ran out without looking back.

The suzerain came from the side, looked at Xie Jincheng's leaving back, turned his head and asked carefully:

"Xianjun...don't chase after him?"

"He can't run away."

Tianyue lightly flicked the spiritual power of Xie Jincheng on the sleeve robe, she seemed to be very disgusted, she didn't even look at the people who ran away, she didn't care at all, and it seemed to be expected.

I saw him stepping out of the hall, the clothes on his body changed instantly, covered by a wide cloak, and the mask on his face blocked all his appearance.

This attire is the same as when he took Yunrong away from the mortal world.

The suzerain blinked, and the person in front of him disappeared at some point, coming and going without a trace.

Outside the Wanjian Zong Mountain Gate, the sun was covered by dark clouds, the dusk was heavy, and there was a tendency of mountain rain and wind filling the building.

Xie Jincheng rushed all the way with his head covered, just rushing forward, afraid that the person behind would catch up, and couldn't wait to escape from here.

He just broke the ruthless way last night, and all his cultivation in this life has been dissipated, leaving only the remnants of the previous life, and he just hit that person with all his brains, and now it is only enough for him to escape with the sword.

He must go to Yunrong as soon as possible.

Just as he was thinking like this, a red dot in front of him suddenly grew bigger and approached quickly.

Xie Jincheng squinted his eyes, and as far as his eyes could see, what he saw was the person he was thinking about.

The brows on his face eased, a flash of unconcealable joy flashed across his face, and he murmured: "Yunrong..."

I still know that the person who came to find me is not so unfeeling.

But when he saw clearly the cold expression on Yunrong's face, his heart suddenly trembled, he thumped, and faintly sensed that something was wrong.

That soul should be gone, if Yunrong came to beg him to get that soul back, he should never have such an expression...

That kind of murderous intent is clearly here to kill people.

The man’s words just now rang in my ears—I can make him kill you for the first time, and I can also make him kill you for the second time!

The face that was just like him just now suddenly appeared in his mind.

He did it, but he wanted to blame himself!

Back then, I had misunderstood someone, how much more so with Yun Rong now? !

Xie Jincheng froze in place, looking at Yunrong's approaching body and the sharp sword in his hand that he had neglected, he suddenly remembered the situation in his previous life when Yunrong stabbed at him without hesitation.

The blood all over his body was congealed, and it couldn't be colder.

Tianyue, who was hiding in the dark, raised the corners of her lips in a small arc, adding a trace of satisfaction to that indifferent face.

As a result, the smile at the corner of his mouth froze in the next second.

He frowned and lowered his head slowly, looking at the long sword that pierced through the thick clouds and pointed straight at his heart—his natal sword.

The expression on his face sank.

"You want to kill the master?"

Yun Rong tightly hugged Xie Jincheng, who was stiff as a pillar, tightly protecting him in his arms, and all the sharp murderous aura broke through the clouds, revealing the figure of the man.

With a touch of sarcasm:

"It's you who deceive people too much!"