No time to explain Come on! [Quick Transmigration]

Since he was reincarnated as a demon, he has not seen his father for thousands of years.

The young man in a black robe and mask pursed his lips and fell silent, looking at the person standing in front of him.His father was still the same, dressed in white, handsome in appearance, but his expression was indifferent, he had just achieved the position of Tianzun, and he had already jumped out of the world of mortals.

He heard his father say: "Huang Yu, what are you thinking?"

Bo Huangyu was his previous name, except for his father, no one would call him that.He was silent for a moment, and said: "I have been dreaming since I woke up. I have no memory of the things in the dream, and I can't remember the person who always appears in the dream."

His father seemed to sneer, and said softly: "Does the love and hatred in this world make sense to us?"

Bo Huangyu didn't speak. He knew that his father had always abandoned these things. In his heart, there was only the Supreme Dao. He wanted all the rules of this world to be in his hands, and he abandoned such feelings like a shoe.

It's just that he thought of everything he experienced in the dream, and felt that the cold heart in his chest seemed to be slightly scalded by such hot emotions, after all, he calmly said: "For me, this is very important. "

He needs to know who this person is. He is already a monster now, and he should have no emotions and no attachment to this world.

That being the case, why did that person keep appearing in his dreams like this?

Bo Wuya looked at him for a moment, saw through what his son was thinking, and slowed down his voice: "Huang Yu, I don't know what you have experienced outside after you left Wuya Palace. You quarreled with me thousands of years ago. She used the magic weapon left by your mother to avoid my sight, and never wanted me to find you again."

Having said that, he paused, and looked at his son with complicated eyes: "No matter what, after all, it was my negligence that caused you to be attacked like that, and even almost couldn't save you. Recovering your broken soul can only turn you into a heavenly demon—”

There was a hint of guilt in his tone, but Bao Huangyu didn't feel any emotion when he heard the people in front of him talk about the past.

He said blankly: "It's okay, I don't remember all of this."

Everything yesterday, like the dew in the morning, disappeared without a trace after the battle that almost wiped out his soul.

In his dream, in his heart, there was only that person left.

The empty white jade bottle was still in his hand, but the body of the bottle was covered with ice, and water droplets formed when the ice melted flowed out.The Mirage Pill has been completely consumed, and there is not even a trace of the power of the medicine left in the bottle. Bao Huangyu's gaze stayed on the bottle, thinking of the person who gave him the Mirage Pill.Thinking of the clear image and the breakthrough of memory recall brought by this mirage pill to his dreams, he couldn't help reaching out and holding the white jade bottle in his palm.

Bo Wuya watched his movements and heard him ask, "How long have I been sleeping here?"

He then replied: "The last time I came to see you was 80 years ago. At that time, you had been asleep for 19 years."

In other words, he has been asleep for nearly 100 years in total.

Bo Wuya's tone was playful, he stood there looking at him, and asked, "What kind of dream is it that can make you so addicted to it that you can't extricate yourself from pursuing it, and you don't even want to come out?"

Bo Huangyu raised her eyes to look at him, her father's figure was reflected in her eyes like stars, she slowly shook her head: "I don't know, I don't know what I experienced in my dream."

His father asked again, "So have you seen the man you always dreamed about?"

Bao Huangyu said: "No, I still don't know who he is, he is different every time he appears. I don't know where I saw him, and I don't know where I experienced this."

He knows nothing, he forgets everything.

Holding the pill bottle in his hand, he fell into deep thought.Maybe he can go to the young man in red again, his Mirage Pill is very useful, although he showed disgust for himself, as if he didn't want to have anything to do with him.

Bo Huangyu pursed her lips, not sure if the other party recognized her identity. Although the people in the fairy world are not as powerful as the demons, they are outstanding in the use of various spells.

He finally made a decision and said, "I have to go to the fairy world again."

The voice fell, but the person was still sitting behind the table and did not leave immediately.

Bo Huangyu's gaze met the person opposite, his father hadn't explained his purpose for coming this time.Going to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, since Bo Wuya has been able to not show his face in front of his son for nearly a thousand years, this time naturally he will not be aimless.I saw him standing where he was, smiling slightly, and said: "It's just right, I came to look for you, and I also want you to go to the fairy world."

This answer surprised Bo Huangyu, he frowned slightly, and asked, "What does Father want me to do in the Immortal World?"

Bo Wuya said: "I want you to go to the Immortal Realm to participate in the Battle of Ten Thousand Immortals in Qianji Building."

Bo Huangyu didn't speak, but frowned even tighter behind the mask. He had heard a little about the Ten Thousand Immortals Battle in Qianji Building. With his current combat power, he was already among the top players in the fairy world, so he went to participate in this level The battle against others is simply bullying.Even if there is an opponent of the same level of immortal emperors who are ranked in the dragon list, as a demon king, he can beat three with one.

Bo Wuya seemed to have seen through his thoughts, shook his head, and said: "You have to suppress your power, and then go there. Suppress your power to the realm of Xuanxian, and then go to participate in this battle of ten thousand immortals. I want you to go Go alone, and enter with him the secret realm released by Qianjilou in the battle of Qianlongbang this time. In that secret realm, there is what I want."

A little surprise appeared in Bo Huangyu's eyes again, and she pondered for a moment before she opened her mouth and said, "Father is already the Supreme Being of the Immortal Realm, wouldn't it be easy to enter such a secret realm?"

That being the case, why let him in?

And in such a low-level secret realm open to Xuanxian, what would the dignified Palace Master Wuya want but can't get?

Bo Wuya said: "The master of the secret realm is not as strong as me, and is restricted by the rules, only people whose realm is below Xuanxian can enter."

He said, looking at his son, his eyes were unpredictable: "I can't go in, but your demon soul can."

Bao Huangyu met his gaze, and suddenly realized that he might have been planning this step for thousands of years. The reason why he chose to send his broken soul into the demon core, and let his son return to this world as a demon, was also the same reason. reason.Bo Huangyu knew that the samsara between heaven and earth was gone, but her father still had the treasure that could allow him to re-enter the samsara, but Bo Wuya didn't use it.

From the moment he appeared to save himself, he was preparing for today.

Bo Huangyu felt that he should be angry, but Tianmo's physique prevented him from having such intense emotions at all, so he just said calmly, "You've already made up your mind?"

His father was like that, taking advantage of everything, including his mother.

His shattered memory was touched, and Bo Huangyu faintly remembered why he left Wuya Palace and why he ran to that battlefield again, it was because of his mother.

But he couldn't think of anything more specific.

He heard that the person in front of him did not deny the trap he had set up, and said: "I have two purposes, one is the thing in that secret realm, and the other is the person I want you to find this time."

Bo Huangyu closed her eyes slightly, and blocked all the chaotic memories deep in her mind, and asked: "Is there anyone in the fairy world that you want to find, and what do you want to do?" After that, he opened his eyes and said, "I never interfere with your affairs, and it's best for father not to interfere in my life."

But Bo Wuya said: "You must find this person."

Bo Huangyu said in a deep voice, "Who are you looking for?"

Looking at him, Bo Wuya said, "That's your mother's inheritor."

His pupils contracted slightly, and the shadow of his mother suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

That scene made his fingers tighten on the stone table involuntarily, and easily crushed the corner of the stone table into powder—this scene that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes was exactly where she was frozen before she died between heaven and earth. The last glimpse of himself, and then that beautiful figure turned into fly ash and dissipated in the blazing light.

Bo Huangyu came to his senses, his mother's inheritance was very important, and at some point, a successor of her appeared in the world.

He let go of his hand, powder fell from his slender fingers, and said in a low voice, "How did father know?"

Bo Wuya said: "For thousands of years, I have been paying attention to our enemy, that is, the person who killed your mother and took away the inheritance of reincarnation." He turned around, leaving behind a somewhat desolate Turning his back to his son, looking at the lake with dark eyes, "More than 1000 years ago, he found such a person in the lower realm, and wanted him to inherit the position of reincarnation, for him to use."

Bao Huangyu said: "If I find him, what will happen then? Do you want me to kill him, or what?"

He thought of his loss of control in the secret realm.He can't control the original demonic energy and hostility in the demonic core. Once these dominate his mind, no matter who is in front of him, he will be killed by him.

Nearly a hundred years ago in the Linhua Secret Realm, those people didn't deserve to die, they just encountered his origin and lost control.And when he woke up after killing people, all he saw was a field of corpses, and he couldn't remember what he did at that time.He couldn't restrain himself from losing control, and could only return to the Demon Realm in a brief sobriety, throwing these corpses there.

Bo Wuya said softly: "If the inheritance of reincarnation falls into the hands of our enemy, how will he use the inheritance left by your mother to deal with us? Huang Yu, do you want to see this?" He turned around while talking , looking at him with a pair of insightful eyes, "Do you want to see someone use your mother's power to control life and death? Do you want your mother's power and her inheritance to be abused like this?"

Of course he didn't want to.

A smile appeared on Bo Wuya's face, and he said, "That inheritor was deceived by our enemies, as long as you find him and bring him back, there is still room for maneuver."

He waited for a moment, and heard the young man sitting in front of him say: "Okay, I will bring him back."

Bo Wuya's smile then became deeper, and then his figure gradually became hazy, and suddenly spread out like snow dust on the spot, and was scattered into the lake by the wind.The suppression of the rules disappeared, and the whole world resumed its operation. There was still only a young man in a black robe and a mask in the lake pavilion. He was still holding the porcelain bottle in his hand, as if he could still smell the smell coming from it Fragrance.

Even what his father said was not entirely believable.He put away the white jade bottle, got up from the table, and his figure also turned into black mist and dissipated.

This world has too many secrets for him, he has really forgotten too many things, and he can only find them back bit by bit.

Immortal world, Cyanwood City.

A hundred years later, the city remains unchanged.

A slender figure dressed in black appeared here, and judging from the fluctuations of Yuanli force exuding from his body, he could reach the realm of the eighth-rank Xuanxian.Although he was dressed in black, wearing a mask, and walked low-key on the streets, he still exuded a special aura around him.

The female cultivators passing by couldn't help but look at him more. After seeing the chin and thin lips protruding from under the mask, they couldn't help wondering what this face looked like.

He walked into a teahouse, sat down on the second floor by the window, ordered a pot of wine, and then heard the people around him say: "This Wanxian meeting must be very grand."

"Yeah, after all, there have been many terrifying existences in the fairy world in the past 100 years, and the fight must be better than the last one."

He listened attentively to these movements and captured some information from them.

Most of these tea drinkers are not qualified to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortals Club, let alone the ability to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortals War. They can only talk about some guesses in the teahouse: "The list on the Qianlong list has changed a lot this time? , several people have won treasures in it, and after the Ten Thousand Immortals Battle, there will definitely be another wave of changes."

"Yes, Immortal Yunxiao was already ranked in the top [-] before, but he has been in various secret realms for decades, rarely appearing, and it is rare to hear that he accepts anyone's challenge."

"He's different. He's a swordsman and an alchemist. When he goes to the secret realm, he doesn't care much about other things except heaven and earth treasures and ancient alchemy formulas. Those people who challenge him are nothing more than They just want to take his place on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, or they just want to find him to refine elixir."

It’s just that not everyone follows his rules, and Immortal Yunxiao’s temper is very hot, so when he first entered the Qianlong list, he often killed a group of people every time he fought. The position on the list will rise a lot.If it weren't for the fact that his sect, Xuantian Sword Sect, was too unknown and dragged down his overall strength, and he himself didn't have any powerful magic weapons or immortal weapons, it was all due to his sword array, so the previous ranking would be It has been staying outside the hundred.

"Hey, this time he obtained the Sword of Life and Death in the Life and Death Realm, and his ranking immediately entered the top fifty. His cultivation progress has always been very fast, but he doesn't know what kind of realm he will reach this time..."

"Couldn't it just be on the Dragon Tournament list right away?!"

"No way, he has an advantage in the Hidden Dragon Ranking. After the last Dragon Swimming Ranking, he has no advantage. If he wants to get the ranking, it is very difficult to get the special reward for entering the ancient secret realm."

Everyone felt that what this person said was very reasonable. After all, participating in the Battle of Ten Thousand Immortals, obtaining exclusive information on the ancient secret realm was the biggest benefit. It would not be a problem to suppress one's cultivation, as long as one did not break through.

Bo Huangyu didn't know who they were talking about, Yunxiao Xianjun, but it was such a heated discussion, so she listened to it.

He raised his hand to pick up the flagon and poured himself a glass of wine.This time, there are two ways to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortals Club in Qianji Building. One is to find someone who is on the Qianlong list right now and take his place, or the other is to sign up in their sub-floor. After the registered contestants face off, the winner will get the invitation post.

He picked up the wine glass, brought it to his lips, drank the wine in the glass, and put the glass down again.

For him, the first method is undoubtedly faster, but he is not sure whether he will lose control again.

The split soul's ability to control the original hostility is not as high as that of the deity, especially he is not sure which one is the one who has obtained the inheritance of reincarnation.

He was sitting upstairs, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the end of the long street, with white hair and red clothes. It was the young man in red he was looking for on this trip.

Compared with a hundred years ago, this person's appearance is more outstanding than before. It seems that because the breakthrough in the realm is not stable, the sword is accidentally released, and all of it has been transformed into vigor.He has gone through countless life-and-death battles in these years, and killed countless people with the sword in his hand. His whole body has turned into an unsheathed sword, so sharp that people cannot look directly at it.

As soon as he appeared, he seemed to be carrying a bloody storm, and everyone's eyes were attracted to him.

On the quiet street, a group of people suddenly appeared, their eyes fixed on the people in front of them, and they shouted: "Chu Xiao! If you don't hand over your things, you don't want to leave here alive today!"

Bo Huangyu sat behind the table, looking at the person who stood still and stopped. The young man in red didn't look back at all. The red clothes on his body were fluttering in the wind, and his long snow-colored hair flew up, covering his eyes. half face.

Bo Huangyu looked at him, the reason why the young man looked more irresistible than before was because of the murderous aura on him.On his body, in his eyes, there seemed to be traces of blood left.Before the sword is cut with blood, it is always dim, but after drinking the blood, it will emit a dazzling light.

He stood on the spot without looking back, and said coldly to the group of people behind him: "No one has ever told me to spit out what I got."

After the words fell, two swords appeared in his hands.

These two swords were not the two swords he had brought with him before, but a pair of quaint opposing swords that radiated a gloomy cold light.This pair of fairy artifacts has a strange shape, the sword body is not continuous, but like scales, one piece after another.

——It was the life-and-death sword he obtained in the life-and-death realm a few days ago!

When the group of people behind him saw him taking out these two swords, their eyes turned cold, and they said, "You stole our things, how dare you speak nonsense here?"

The young man in red sneered, without turning his head, he said: "There is no owner of a famous weapon, each depends on his ability. If you get it, I won't say anything."

He paused at this point, and a mocking smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

Looking at his mocking expression, Bo Huangyu unconsciously tightened her slender fingers, remembering one side of the person she had seen in her dream.

In his dream, that young man looked at people coldly, with sneering eyes, as if he didn't care about anything, he was only interested in revenge, he just wanted to drag the person he hated into the abyss, with this man in front of him. The youth in red actually overlapped a bit.

The group of people knew that Chu was not easy to mess with, so they exchanged a look, and rushed over according to the original plan, and didn't talk nonsense with him, just do it directly!

However, what I didn't expect was that the young man in red who was standing dozens of steps away and turned his back to them was faster than them!

Before they rushed in front of him, his figure had disappeared from the spot, replaced by a huge sword array covering the sky and covering the sky, trapping everyone in it!In an instant, bursts of brilliance erupted from the sword formation, and it was the monks trapped in it who launched their ultimate moves, intending to shake the sword formation full of fierce killing intent and escape from it!

"what--!"

"Help--!!"

But in an instant, someone screamed and fell down in this murderous sword formation.

At this moment, they finally saw how ruthless this notorious Yunxiao Xianjun was.His sword array was glowing red, and every time someone fell, the red light would fill up a bit, as if he was full of blood.

The tea guests above the teahouse were also horrified. The sword formation and the red light were already his symbols, and the changes in the sword formation seemed to be more psychedelic in the past hundred years. The dozen or so people were obviously trapped in a square inch, But as if they couldn't find the exit, they bumped around.

The eyes of the young man in red reflected the aura of death, and the sword light in the sword array was as bright red as blood, and the color of death began to faintly entwine in the middle.One of the people in the formation couldn't defend well enough, and as soon as they were touched by the death energy, that piece of skin quickly lost its vitality, and it collapsed inch by inch under their horrified eyes, turning into ashes.

Seeing that the arm turned into powder from the wrist, the man immediately severed his arm, let out a shout, raised his knife and severed the entire arm, and then quickly stopped the bleeding with a pale face.It's just completely useless, the arm fell to the ground and shattered into a pile of invisible gray powder. He still watched the gray at the fracture eat into the remaining flesh and blood bit by bit, and gradually penetrated into the body. cause severe pain.

"Ah—" The man threw away the knife in his hand, fell to the ground and rolled in pain, "Don't come here! Don't be touched by that sword light!"

The rest of the people felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, but they heard a cold voice from the sword formation: "Want to avoid it? It's not that easy."

The sword light changed again, and the wisps of gray and dead energy turned into soft white light, covering the red sword light.Seeing countless rapiers coming like flying fish, everyone in the sword array tried to block them so as not to be touched.It's just that the white light was weirder than the gray gas, but it couldn't even stop their magic weapon, it directly penetrated into the fingertips and penetrated into the body.

As soon as the white light entered their bodies, they felt an uncontrollable force exploding in their limbs, and something broke through their original limbs and grew wildly.In less than a moment, a group of people suddenly lost control of their bodies, or they had a few extra hands, or a third eye, in strange shapes, stumbling around.

Those who saw this scene couldn't make a sound. They haven't seen Yunxiao Xianjun fight with others for a long time. The images they saw in the jade slips that were circulated were all a long time ago. They didn't expect that so many years had passed , and his combat power has risen to a higher level.

After a long time, seeing the young man standing in front of the sword formation without moving, they began to talk in a low voice again. Bo Huangyu heard them sigh with emotion: "This Yunxiao Xianjun is really not easy to mess with. His progress can be said to be rapid...he How did you practice?"

"Yeah, you see, especially after he obtained the Life and Death Sword in the secret realm, the power of the sword array is even more incomparable compared to before, and he has entered the realm of simplifying complexity. Not only that, in a short time, He seems to have comprehended the meaning of life and death in the sword, this... is too scary!"

Everyone admired, he is still in the realm of Xuanxian now, and if he continues like this, he is afraid that when he is promoted to the upper dragon list, he will be no less than the master of the sword of life and death back then.