Chapter 35 Magic Sword Jiuyou

"You finally woke up." Wu Yan saw Huang Quan wake up and walked over and said that his clothes were constantly dripping blood.

Huang Quan was shocked to see Wu. This man seems to have seen him somewhere. Is he the judge of hell? Where have you seen it? After thinking for a long time, he finally called the master, and then said, "The master is also dead?"

Wu Yan was stunned when he heard the first sentence he said and cursed himself dead! Then he understood and smiled, "What are you talking about!" You and I are all living well!"

Huang Quan's eyes are blurred as if he can't figure things out: "Are you still alive?" Looking around, everything seems familiar. The real feeling of the body, I am really alive. He looked around for a week and saw a lot of corpses lying not far away. He asked, "Master, what's going on?"

Wu Yan looked at the dead bodies and said indifferently, "Nothing, it's just the prerequisite work to resurrect you."

Huang Quan heard that Wu resurrected himself and understood that he had died and was resurrected by Wu. Everything before death also came to mind. Liu Xinzheng's last blow and his final defeat and death, everything was remembered.

"The apprentice thanked the master here!" Huang Quan said respectfully that it has been a ten-year appointment now. Although he doesn't know whether he has entered the list of cultivation, it's better to call this word master first.

Wu raged his beard, and his bloody beard kept dripping blood under his support: "Nothing, I'm here to complete the ten-year agreement! Although you haven't entered the cultivation, you are not lagging behind, so you have barely passed. Come with me!"

Hearing this, Huang Quan asked happily, "Where are you going?"

"Longhuan Mountain!" Wu said casually.

"Longhuan Mountain?" Huang Quan was surprised and said, "Longhuan Mountain is a fierce place. What are we going there to do?"

Wu said, "You only know that Longhuan Mountain is a fierce place, but you don't know that there is another scenery ten thousand miles away! With my cultivation, I want to take you through Longhuan Mountain. It's too simple!"

A flash of excitement flashed in Huang Quan's eyes and answered, "Yes!"

Following Wu Yan, Huangquan walked to the south of Fengdu City, which is the closest to Longhuan Mountain! Before leaving, he looked back at Fengdu City and said, "Master, can you let your disciples go back to the city to have a look!" In fact, Huang Quan wants to see the ghost slave. Although he usually treats the ghost slave coldly, he has regarded him as his only friend in his heart.

Wu Yan frowned and said, "What's the beauty? I have something else to do when I go back. It's important to get there! If a true person can't let go of his feelings, how can he have great cultivation in the future?

"But..." Huang Quan has always been single-minded. Now he is so polite when he sees his predecessors. If he had usually ignored that person and left alone.

"But what is it? Hurry up and keep up." A trace of cold light flashed in Wu's eyes.

Huang Quan only felt a chill in his heart, and Wu Yan's eyes were extremely cold. That was not the eyes that could be tempered by killing seven or eight people casually.

He looked at Fengdu again. It was still a dead city. He may not see any changes elsewhere, but Huangquan was different. Why didn't he know his home when he was born in Fengdu City?

"I'm not angry at all. Has something happened?" Huang Quan was suspicious. At present, I can't control so much. I just stepped up and flew to Fengdu City.

After just now's luck and gathering qi, Huangquan found that his power has increased after his resurrection. Zhenqi can be said to contract freely in his body and do whatever he wants. When he was above Fengdu, Huangquan always felt very good. He closed his imagination that the people under the city called his name together, knelt down together, and looked at him with that worshipful look.

But he waited for a long time, but there was no sound, so he opened his eyes and looked down the city.

"No!!"

Huang Quan let out a hysterical roar and flew down the city.

Countless corpses lie on the ancient stone-paved ground of Fengdu City. This is the worst scene Huang Quan has ever seen. What are the people who died under his hands compared with these people? Who did this? He is the real heinous demon king, a demon who can't be killed with thousands of knives.

Huang Quan walked forward step by step and walked towards the mountain that once belonged to him. Along the way, those people's eyes were staring at him. Under the countless eyes, the fear and unwillingness conveyed by Huang Quan's eyes, he was determined to seek justice for his "family" people.

This city with unique emotions for him died after his resurrection and died completely.

On the way, he saw the body of the ghost slave. He didn't want to see the ghost slave, but he still saw it. When he came to the ghost slave's body, Huang Quan bit his lower lip slightly and looked up to the sky. He was afraid that tears would flow down the corners of his eyes as soon as he lowered his head. He was determined not to cry anymore. Even if he was his life and death brother, he didn't want tears to fall.

Finally, he controlled the tear line, found the final destination of emotion, and turned this sadness into infinite anger. Good brother, before I could call you a 'brother', you left me like this. In the battle with Liu Xinzheng, we completely lost. Seeing his brother treat him like this, I suddenly realized that I also have such a life-and-death brother who has been following me! It's just that I'm too stupid to find out. Now I want to call you brother, but you can't hear it anymore. God is really good at teasing people! Good brother, can you tell me who died at the hands of me? Huang Quan gently put the ghost slave's staring eyes on the contract in a sad tone.

"These are your resurrection rituals. You don't have to be too sad." A man suddenly stood behind Huangquan, and a voice sounded.

"Get out of here!" Infinite anger mixed with the anger of the sky, driving a gust of wind to send this sentence to the people behind him. Although Huang Quan had already guessed the answer, he was still extremely disgusted when someone proposed it.

Wu Ramping took two steps back, and the two words exuded an overwhelming domineering atmosphere, which was extremely heavy. Even he couldn't resist it. Just two words actually shocked Wu Ramper. Is this the potential of bursting?

The breeze is blowing, but it can't dispel the bloody smell in Fengdu City.

"Who let you save me so on your own initiative?" Huang Quan gently put down the ghost slave and stood up and turned to Wu Yan.

After all, Wu Yan is a true scholar. After countless wars, he kills people as usual. There are countless masters I have seen. Although the momentum was suppressed by the two words of Huang Quan, he quickly returned to his original look and looked high: "I am your master. These are the rituals you have to resurrect. What qualifications do people who come back from your death have to roar at me? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even be qualified to see these people die. You were just a corpse lying there.

"If I knew it was like this, I would rather die." Huang Quan was extremely angry and still roared. His eyes were red. He was really angry. He, who had always been cold-blooded and ruthless, saw through some world affairs after his resurrection. He no longer cared about his life and death, because he was already a dead man.

Wu Yan was angered by Huang Quan's tone of speaking, and he didn't want to say more arrogantly: "Go back with me or die here and choose one."

Huang Quan looked at the bodies all over the city and suddenly smiled. Go back with you? Are I worthy of the people here with you?"

"Then you just want to die here?" Wu asked rampantly. Seeing that Huangquan did not answer, the red moon pointed straight away.

"Keng!" A metal collision sounded, and a long sword with a dark blue light stood in front of Huangquan. The hilt of the sword was empty, and no one held the sword, but the sword was hovering in the air.

Wu looked at the magic sword Jiuyou in front of him and suddenly felt a terrible scene. The yellow spring in front of him seemed to become taller, and his face became more and more ferocious like a demon god, while the dead people around him got up again and walked slowly to him like the messenger of hell.

The pupils of Wu's eyes contracted, and his closed eyes suddenly burst into a burst of light, and the eyes staring at the Jiuyou Magic Sword were more scattered. At this moment, he was trapped by an unscattered force, and the pressure made him unable to escape.

"I underestimated the power of this magic sword." Wu Rampan looked back at the body next to him. It was not surprising that the body was pulled out of the soul and was not alive, but strangely, along the way, many bodies looked dry, as if they had been drained out of blood. Wu Yan suddenly recalled the strange scene that he had noticed but had not been solved.

After the Fengdu people he killed were thrown into the soul-eating array, the blood of those people did not flow down the mountain rock, but upward. What is it? Above is the Jiuyou Demon Sword... A scene that suddenly remembered shocked Wu. The magic sword has been able to drink blood independently. At this moment, it protects the Lord like this. It seems that this sword really has nothing to do with him. If he takes action against Huangquan, maybe the sword will kill him. Of course, the strength of this sword is unpredictable.

"Death, how can I die so easily with so many lives in exchange for my life? I have the responsibility and obligation to live." Huang Quan was not too surprised by everything in front of him, or his heart had already been numb by the "death" of Fengdu City in front of him, and nothing could make his mood fluctuate.

"Although you killed my brother, you didn't know it to resurrect me. Therefore, I won't take revenge on you. Go away. I don't want to see you again, and I won't admit that you are my master. I will find my own way to practice the truth, and one day I will surpass you. Huang Quan held Jiuyou hanging in the air in front of him in his hand and said in a low voice.

"Okay, today's resurrection is my self-affection. From then on, you and I have nothing to do with you. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me. Humph." Wu Yan left a sentence and left. The rampant figure of Nanwu in Fengdu City gradually disappeared into the Longhuan Mountain.

"What an extremely depressing day!" Wu Rang, who entered Longhuan Mountain, killed a group of innocent monsters angrily. There is a reason why he was angry. Originally, he was excited about the success of resurrecting Huangquan, but he didn't expect it to be like this. Can he not be depressed?

Huang Quan was left alone in the big Fengdu City at this moment. He once again experienced unprecedented loneliness. When he was young, a lightning scene crossed his mind again. Although these memories only stayed for a short time, they were so clear and heavy.

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In the rain, my thin figure walked alone in the deep mountains and forests.

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Huang Quan no longer thought about the unbearable past. Looking at the bodies all over the city, he always felt that he should do something. But what can he do? This is their hometown, so let them be unearthed.

Huang Quan waved his sword, and the turbulent sword spirit drew ravines on the street. He dug a hole and buried all the people in Fengdu...

After the resurrection, Huangquan's cultivation has entered another layer, which can wield the real sword spirit.

Four days later, Huang Quan said goodbye to his dead fellow villagers and went to Longhuan Mountain. I want to break through this narrow world with my own strength. After knowing that there was another world outside Longhuan Mountain, Huangquan was determined to go out of Longhuan Mountain and turn the world alone.