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The long sword is seven feet long, with blue light shining brightly.

The sword body was engraved with twenty-eight stars. When it was pulled out by the Blood Fiend Sect Master, the sky was turbulent and there was a faint trend from day to night.

Ouyang Zhi held a long sword and pointed it directly at the sky. The thunder turned into dragons and snakes and flew down from the sky. The violent explosion made the world tremble.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha, what a sword! What a sword!"

Ouyang Zhi looked up to the sky and laughed, I have a magic weapon in my hand, who in the world can compete with me?

When people from various sects saw this grand scene, their teeth were about to be broken.

Ouyang Laogou was so lucky that he got it first!

hateful!

Ouyang Zhi saw everyone's expressions changing, and he didn't know how unpleasant the curse was in his heart, so he deliberately walked in front of people with his sword.

"Hey, Elder Lin, do you think my sword is particularly beautiful?"

"Sect Leader Feng, please help me see how many patterns there are on this sword. I am a bit old-sighted."

"Elder Qian, look at this sword. Is it glowing?"

"..."

It is different from the atmosphere in Qianshan where "the guests and hosts enjoy each other's company and enjoy themselves harmoniously".

The prison in the back mountain was as brutal as purgatory on earth.

Along the chain bridge on the cliff, we came to the cave on the other side. The strong wind blew the stone caves whining, and under the cliff hundreds of meters away, there were waves that made people weak in their legs.

Only after identification can you step into the cave.

At first glance, there are corpses that have been dried for many years all over the walls and ceilings. They are first hung densely from the ceiling of the cave, and then randomly discarded in the corners when they cannot be hung anymore.

Walking through it with a lantern, there was a creaking sound along the way.

After turning several turns, the field of vision suddenly widened, and a blood pool of about one hundred square meters suddenly appeared in front of us. They were like a messy checkerboard, distributed in the huge cave.

Scarlet red and fishy smell are the only words left in my mind.

Carefully bypass the path between the blood pools, and after walking for a while, you can hear various blood-curdling screams.

Yan San had long been accustomed to such a scene, so he picked up the iron rod in the corner and banged it on the iron fence with a "clang, clang, clang".

"What's the fuss about? What's the fuss about?"

He turned around and gave instructions to the guards, and the people who made the loudest noise were dragged out.

He continued walking inside and came to a cell dedicated to torture.

There was a person tied to the cross in the middle. His right palm was completely broken off, and the ring finger of his left hand was forcibly torn off, leaving a bloody hole with black and red blood dripping down.

The man's limbs and bones were also broken, and he hung limply on the shelf. His body was dripping with blood, his hair was disheveled, and his original appearance was no longer visible.

This person is none other than Xiao Yunyi, who fell into the hands of the Blood Evil Sect.

"Boy, let me ask you, what other treasures do you have hidden?"

Yan San approached with a ferocious face, and the dagger refined with soul in his hand stabbed hard into the young man's waist, and then slowly turned.

"Uh……"

Xiao Yunyi gasped out a mouthful of blood, her body spasming due to excessive tension.

But the most tormenting thing was not the superficial injuries.

As its name suggests, it can be said to be a kind of poison or a kind of power. It specializes in corroding people's lungs and disrupting their minds.

It subtly works in people's consciousness, turning all the victims' fears into reality. Compared with the reality, the damage suffered will be fed back to the soul ten times and a hundred times.

As we all know, one can get used to physical pain, but there is no such thing as numbness to mental pain.

As long as the person is still alive, as long as the soul has not dissipated, it will endure the suffering forever and ever.

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Everything seems to be back to the day before Nanli.

Xiao Yunyi had just killed four people from Lu Chen.

"Hand over the quasi-sacred weapon!"

A group of people gathered around.

The young man held the sword tightly and waved it desperately, with his eyes scarlet red, trying to drive away the enemy who wanted to snatch the Xingyao Sword.

"Go away! It's what the Immortal Lord left for me, don't try to steal it from any of you!"

The leader raised his hand, and a sword energy struck, cutting off the young man's right hand.

After the group of people picked up the Xingyao Sword, they started fighting each other again, leaving Xiao Yunyi alone in the same place without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Almost everyone went after the quasi-sacred weapon, and only the people of the Immortality Cult noticed its value.

The Immortality Sect is an illegal experimental institution of the Blood Evil Sect. Not long after, Xiao Yunyi and the Xingyao Sword fell into the hands of the Blood Evil Sect.

The Xingyao Sword that the Immortal Lord left to the young man became the lost and recovered treasure of the Blood Evil Sect.

The young man became a thief.

"Tell me, where did you get that sword?"

The burly middle-aged man with a fierce face asked him angrily, as if the other party was really a thief who stole the sect's treasure.

Xiao Yunyi remained silent and resolutely refused to mention anything related to the Immortal Lord.

Unexpectedly, the Blood Evil Sect directly used the soul-searching technique.

They rummaged through his soul without any scruples, as if they were deliberately trying to break his brain.

That hurts so much!

The past that he had desperately forgotten was displayed in front of him with blood. In front of everyone, all kinds of emotions turned into sharp blades, cutting into his heart.

But they didn't find anything related to the Immortal Lord.

Xiao Yunyi was proud, but also slightly frightened.

It seemed that he suspected that the "Immortal Lord" was just a dream he had before his death.

"Hey, there is a ring here, it seems to be a spiritual weapon."

He hadn't slept for a long time, and his consciousness, which was about to collapse, tried hard to recognize the word "ring".

Yes, the Immortal Lord once gave him a storage ring!

He opened his eyelids with difficulty, only to see Yan San, who had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, lying on his left side, vigorously stroking Najie.

No, that's mine.

its mine!

"It was left to me by the Immortal Lord, no one of you is allowed to steal it!"

He roared out, but his thirsty and smoking throat echoed like a dead tree.

The young man clenched his palms with all his strength, struggling to protect the first gift given to him by the Immortal Lord.

He has already thrown away the Xingyao Sword that the Immortal Lord gave him for self-defense, and he cannot throw away anything else!

"It's mine, it's mine! Don't rob it, don't rob it, you bad guy!"

Severe pain came from the roots of his fingers, and he couldn't help but scream. The next moment, the heart-breaking pain suddenly hit him, and his violent twitching heart almost made him faint.

In this extreme pain, the gurgling blood made him clearly realize -

The ring given to him by the Immortal Lord was gone.

The physical pain and the pain in the heart hit together, directly drowning Xiao Yunyi, and the dry tear glands filled with blood and tears, bursting their banks.

He didn't get many things, but he lost them again and again.

Immortal Lord, it’s Yun Yi’s fault that I lost what you gave me...

Light shines into the dark world, and the river of blood falling from the sky flows to the feet.

An alluring figure in white clothes stained with blood staggered over.

The silver eyes were filled with disappointment and resentment.

"Xiao Yunyi, you are an ominous half-demon, a lone star of evil spirits! It was you who killed me!"

"Immortal Lord!!!"

The woman gradually turned into a point of light and floated away into the distance, while Xiao Yunyi rolled and crawled after her.

At the last moment of disappearing, she opened her lips coldly and ruthlessly:

"Xiao Yunyi, I hope I have never met you."

In the real world, Xiao Yunyi's liver and gallbladder were split, and blood poured out of his mouth one after another.

Yan San anxiously wanted to rescue him, but his voice suddenly stopped.

"Wake up, why are you dead?"

After the pills didn't work, worry turned into anger and took over his reason.

"You loser, you can't even survive this!"