My master can't be so gentle

Immortals and demons, countless casualties.

The human world is full of sorrow.

The earth-shattering fierce battle is still going on.

When the group of fairy spirits first descended to the realm, they were still calm and dignified, with a leisurely atmosphere.

But when they sensed the aura of the demon gods on the battlefield who were so powerful that they had to run away, they forgot about their leisurely and calm, and immediately threw out all the strongest magic weapons to save their lives.

Among them, the strongest Da Luo Jinxians were even more afraid than the other immortals.

They all participated in the ancient war of gods and demons. In that battle, not to mention them, even Emperor Xuanxian was low-level cannon fodder.

Only gods and demons are the protagonists of that war.

Although they heard that the demon cultivators invaded the human world, they never thought that the most terrifying and powerful demon gods would also come to the human world.

"How is this possible?" A big Luo Jinxian looked at Xuan Yan and the others not far away in horror: "We all used magic weapons to cover up our breath, and we were able to land in the human world without hiding from the rules of heaven and earth. Maybe came to the human world under the supervision of Heaven?"

Another Da Luo Jinxian didn't even care about finding out how those demon gods came to the human world. He urged in panic: "Quickly pass on the news, let the emperor go to the gods for help. If the gods don't come, they are considered immortals from the heavens." All folded in, it is not the opponent of this group of demon gods!"

The monks in the human world have withdrawn from the battlefield, hiding behind the immortals to recuperate and heal their injuries.

Xuanyin and Wen Jingxing walked all the way, and all they saw were stumped limbs and broken arms, bleeding profusely.On her left, a female cultivator was holding a broken sword blankly, kneeling on the ground with empty eyes.Her Taoist companion was devoured by the demon cultivator, leaving only this broken sword.On the right, several blood-soaked monks are struggling to help each other heal their injuries.

She resisted the wetness in her eyes and walked forward step by step, but when she saw Qiuyu Linglong who was tightly surrounded by a group of Danxiu in front of her, she couldn't help the red eyes anymore, and walked a few steps forward to ask : "Lord Qiuge, what's wrong with you?"

Qiuyu Linglong's eldest disciple next to him recognized Xuanyin, and said sadly and indignantly: "My master was destroyed by the Wu tribe, and his cultivation base was completely abolished...you, didn't you go up with the order talisman?" Did you ask for help from the heavens? Why did you arrive so late now?"

Xuanyin opened her mouth to explain something, but found that she couldn't say anything.

When Junior Brother Ling Guang sent them out from the ambush of the Wu Clan, he secretly slipped the three tokens left by the heavens to her.

When the witch clan and demon cultivators had just invaded the human world, she used the talisman to go to the heaven with her senior brother for help.

However, the group of immortals in the heaven kept saying that the time had not come, and they refused to help from the lower realm anyway.It's just forging the bodies of the two of them with immortal energy, helping them obtain the cultivation base of true immortals.

Until one day ago, the five emperors of the heavens sent down the immortals to help them at the same time.

They came too late, the human world has already been ravaged by demon cultivators and witches.It was only then that Xuanyin learned that the group of immortals descended to the realm just to compete for the merit of saving the world.

In the great catastrophe of the human world, at this moment, the immortals of the heavens will descend to save the common people, and only then can they obtain the supreme merit to help them go further.If the lower realm is early, the catastrophe is not great enough, and the merits obtained may not be enough...

In the final analysis, the immortals in the heavens are just a group of monks with more advanced cultivation, and their selfishness is not necessarily higher than that of the monks in the human world.During this year in the heavenly realm, what Xuanyin has seen of the rivalry and intrigue of the five emperors may not necessarily be better than that in the human realm.

"Xuanyin, is there any news about your master?" Qiu Yulinglong asked weakly as she sat up straight with the support of her disciples.

Xuanyin hesitated for a moment, then shook her head slightly.

The light in Qiu Yulinglong's eyes dimmed a bit, she sighed lightly: "Even if I want to have a drink with him again, it's an extravagant wish."

Although the wound on her chest had stopped bleeding, everyone present could see that her aura was weak, and she was just holding on to speak at the moment, seeing that she was at the end of her strength.

"This is an elixir from the heavens, Lord Qiu, please take it." Wen Jingxing stepped forward and handed over a white jade elixir the size of a finger.

I saw that elixir bursting with light, and surrounded by clouds and auspicious clouds, and I knew it was not ordinary at the first sight.

Before Qiu Yu Linglong could refuse, the disciple beside her grabbed the elixir from Wen Jingxing's hand and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Senior brother." Xuanyin turned her head to look at Wen Jingxing, with a look of worry on her brows.

The battle situation over there gradually became clear. Immortals, witches, and demon cultivators were fighting each other, but demon cultivators still gradually gained the upper hand.

"What is that?" Suddenly, a monk pointed to the location of the Three Realms Bridge and exclaimed.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw that the five-color spiritual energy condensed into a spiritual mist visible to human naked eyes, and finally all of them gathered into an unusually thick stream of spiritual energy and slowly poured into the huge altar of the Wu clan.

Afterwards, Xuanyin and Wen Jingxing felt that even the aura in their bodies had a tendency to leak out.

In the dim sky and earth, only the colorful flow of spiritual power gathered and thickened, and finally formed a huge spiritual flow with a diameter of more than one foot.

As more and more spiritual energy poured into the altar, the demon cultivators and immortals above the sky gradually stopped their hands and looked at the huge altar on the ground in disbelief.

A coercion that even immortals and demon gods fear came from the altar.

Immediately afterwards, a huge palm with a height of more than a hundred feet slowly condensed into shape in the void. After the palm fell, all the people under its palm, whether they were monks or demon cultivators, exploded into a pool of blood, raining blood all over the sky It fell, and the strong smell of blood spread for hundreds of miles.

"Damn it!" Xuan Yan turned his head and saw the huge palm appearing out of nowhere in the void, and watched the Wu people on the ground continue to gather the blood of gods and demons on the altar, and said in horror, "This A group of lunatics from the witch clan are so desperate that they still want to summon the Pangu witch god? If this continues, the Three Realms will be destroyed!"

The rest of the demon gods were also startled, and they couldn't care less about the group of immortals at this moment, they all raised their weapons and attacked the huge altar below together.

However, an invisible barrier not only blocked their attack, but also doubled their attack power and returned it back.

Under the protection of several witch priests, the high priest of the Wu tribe signaled Wu Jin: "It's time to start."

Wu Jin stood in the middle of the altar, and countless blood gathered around her along the blood groove of the altar on the ground. Gray wraiths were mixed in the blood, and they stretched out their hands towards Wu Jin's skirt with great resentment, wanting to Pull her into the blood.

However, as soon as those resentful spirits touched Wu Jin's robe corners, they screamed and rolled in the sea of ​​blood as if they had touched a piece of red-hot coals.

Wu Jin lightly raised a slender and fair hand, and the hand in the void also stopped in mid-air.

She was overjoyed: "High Priest, I sensed it!"

Through this altar, she can also smoothly control the unconscious new witch god.As long as she successfully absorbs the entire aura of the human world, she can have power no less than that of a god.

But in the next moment, a tiny space crack appeared in the space around her.

Wu Jin turned her head abruptly, and the crack in space disappeared without a trace again.

"Wu Jin, don't be distracted!" The high priest reminded in a cold voice.

Wu Jin suspected that it was his own illusion just now, so he continued to focus on sensing the existence of the witch god.

Suddenly, the mutation reappeared.

A huge space crack suddenly appeared, and then, a strange red long sword silently penetrated Wu Jin's back, passed out from her chest, and returned to the master's hand.

Wu Jin lowered her head slowly, and saw the hollowness in her chest.The geographical map of mountains and rivers she carried in her arms rolled down at her feet, and a deep sword mark appeared in the middle of that innate magic weapon.

Before she could turn around to see who was attacking her behind, she fell heavily into the bloody water under the altar.

Countless ghosts frantically rushed up to devour her flesh and soul greedily, chewing on her bones and marrow.

In just a few breaths, she completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Master!" After a year, Shi Lingguang was finally able to control the divine sword, and used the divine sword to break through the void, opened a passage from the geographical map of mountains and rivers to the outside world, and escaped with Zuo Yao and others. That space.

It's just that when everyone appeared on the altar, what greeted them was the endless anger of the Wu clan.

The Water Witch Festival, one of their five great witch rituals, was beheaded with a sword by this young man of unknown origin!

The high priest stopped the excited clansmen, looked Shi Lingguang up and down for a moment, and a rare smile appeared on his wrinkled old face: "I knew it, I knew you would arrive."

"What's the situation?" Ye Lan stared dumbfounded at the chaotic battlefield, and even saw a few familiar people on the side of the immortal, "Why did those old monsters also come to the lower world? Immortal Huode, Immortal Jinling Jun, Tonghua Sword Immortal... I'm sorry, how did those old guys get beaten up so badly? Who has the ability to beat them up so badly?"

Shi Zhiming frowned, and looked at the high priest's wrinkled old face with hatred: "It seems that the Wu Clan's plan has already started, Ling Guang, you have to be careful."

The high priest looked at Shi Lingguang with fanatical eyes: "You, you can be our god, you won't refuse this opportunity, will you?"

"He doesn't want to be a bullshit witch god." Shi Zhiming stood in front of Shi Lingguang, staring at the high priest coldly.

The high priest looked at Shi Zhiming with pity: "What role do you use to reject him? Betrayer. Does your brother know what you have done?"

Shi Lingguang and Zuo Yao looked at each other, then shrugged indifferently: "My brother has cheated on me too many times, not even once or twice. Don't try to provoke our relationship, after all, we You don’t need to provoke the relationship. As for being a god? I’m not interested, you should find someone else.”

"Then, let's do it." The high priest's eyes were still staring at Shi Lingguang frantically, as if staring at a hope shining from the darkness.

As long as this person can be made into a new witch god, their witch clan will no longer have to be confined to the abyss. They will become the masters of the new world, the creators of new rules, and even become existences on par with gods.

The four witch priests beside the high priest took a step forward, but the target was not Shi Lingguang, but Zuo Yao.

They were keenly aware that compared with Shi Lingguang, Zuo Yao's strength was obviously weaker.

"Who is that person?" The celestial immortal and the demon cultivator felt absurd and powerless at the same time.

The sorcerer who frightened them was killed like this?

But soon, Xuan Yan and others noticed something was wrong.

Xuan Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the long sword in Shi Lingguang's hand, and suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Why does the sword in that kid's hand look familiar to me?"

Several demon cultivators around him also nodded: "It does seem to have been seen somewhere."

Xuan Yuan, who was still watching the play, raised the corner of his mouth to remind them: "Isn't that the divine sword that Lord Yao once carried with him?"

"Yeah, I said, why is it so familiar!" Xuan Yan suddenly realized and nodded, "Didn't Lord Yao often carry that sword on his back during the war between gods and demons..."

He suddenly came back to his senses, and immediately ordered his subordinates: "That is the sword in the hand of God Lord Yao! Quickly grab that kid and ask him, what is his relationship with God Lord Yao!"

A divine weapon is no better than a fairy weapon. As long as the owner is dead, the fairy weapon can be controlled. There are only two situations for people who can use the divine tool. First, the owner of the divine tool can use it. superior.

In any case, the boy who wields the sword is inseparable from Lord Yao.

Xuan Yuan continued to lazily lie back on the dragon's head, but those cold and stern black eyes kept staring at Ye Lan in the crowd, and there was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Lan shivered instinctively, glanced at the army of demon cultivators in the distance, and panicked, this, this ominous premonition, could it be that guy coming too?

According to his vicious temperament, he suffered such a big loss last time, if he catches him this time, will he still have a way out?

Ye Lan rolled her eyes and saw that the chief of the Feng clan was also among the immortals, so she quickly transformed into her original form, flapped her wings and flew over to hug her thigh.

Seeing a group of demon cultivators rushing up like crazy and trying to snatch Shi Lingguang away, those witch priests naturally refused to let them take them away, and they actually bypassed Shi Lingguang and quickly met the demon cultivators and smashed into a ball.

"Master, it's too dangerous here, why don't you go back to my blood world secret realm." Hongdou noticed the existence of those old acquaintances, and looked at Zuo Yao worriedly.

Zuo Yao shook his head slightly: "No need."

Seeing that the demon cultivators were fighting with the witch clan, the group of immortals also turned their heads to deal with the demon cultivators together.

In comparison, after the failure crisis of the witch clan's sacrifice was resolved, the danger of the magic cultivator has greatly increased.

Relying on the power of the divine weapon, Shi Lingguang fought against the witch clan and demon cultivators at the same time without losing sight of it.

It's just that he protected Zuo Yao everywhere, but that group of demon cultivators found a weakness.

A female demon cultivator suddenly disappeared in place, and then turned into a black mist and appeared behind Zuo Yao. She held a conical thorn in her hand and stabbed fiercely at the back of Zuo Yao's head.

Hearing the sound of the wind behind his head, Zuo Yao blocked his back with his sword without turning his head, but the top-grade spiritual weapon was as fragile as carved from ice and snow, and it was cut in two by the thorn.

Moxiu's attack was slightly delayed, Zuo Yao avoided the vital point, but was still stabbed in the arm by her, and a cold devilish energy invaded his meridians along his wound in an instant.

"Master." Shi Lingguang kicked the female demon cultivator flying hundreds of feet away, smashing a mountain range in the distance before coming to a sudden stop.

However, in the next second, a heart-piercing cry made all the blood in his body freeze instantly.

"Master!"

That was Xuanyin's voice!

When Shi Lingguang turned his head suddenly, he saw a long spear piercing Zuo Yao's chest, nailing him to the ground.

There was only a blank in Shi Lingguang's mind, but his body had already thrown away the divine sword and rushed to Zuo Yao's side.

"Master." Hongdou's eyes were red, and he suddenly turned into a red-haired blood demon patriarch, and let out a mournful cry.

"Beauty Zuo..." Ye Lan's eyes were also red, he is a person from the heavens, and he knows better than anyone what will happen if he is injured by the weapon of the demon god.

He got out of the range of his tribe and subconsciously wanted to get close to the altar of the Wu tribe.But before he got close, an irresistible force took him away.

Xuan Yan, who was stepping on the void, let out a long laugh triumphantly, and sucked his left hand across the void, and the long sword of Xi Lingguang and Shi Lingguang were sucked into his palm.

"Hahahaha, this artifact is a rare treasure." Xuan Yan looked at the artifact in his palm, with some doubts on his handsome face.

The boy who used this artifact was only a Golden Immortal and an ordinary human being, how could he manipulate such an unusual artifact?

Just when he was confused, the disturbing breath just now reappeared between heaven and earth, and this time the power was even stronger than before.

As soon as Xuan Yan lowered his head, he saw that the resentful blood pool under the altar surged into the sky again, and this time the aura of heaven and earth did not gradually condense, but directly transformed into a body that was more than a hundred times thicker than before. The aura of heaven and earth rushed into Shi Lingguang's body frantically.

The High Priest of the Witch Clan burst into ecstasy. If he had known that killing Zuo Yao would make Shi Lingguang's emotions so intense that it would directly trigger the power of the altar to restart absorbing the spiritual energy of the human world, he would have done so long ago.

"Tsk, Xuan Yan, this idiot, what did you kill him for? Instead, you provoked that guy who you can't mess with." Seeing this situation, Xuan Yuan took a deep breath, feeling a little toothache.

The demon cultivator next to Xuanyuan didn't take it seriously: "Why should the master care about that kid? Even if he can become a witch god, but you are an innate demon god, he will not be your opponent."

"I'm afraid of him?" Xuan Yuan sneered, if he didn't see that the people around him were his confidantes, he wouldn't bother to explain, "Why is that kid afraid? It's just... that's all, you secretly order, Prepare to evacuate to the Demon Realm."

Xuanyuan's subordinates were taken aback, but they thought that their domain master was the most intelligent person in the demon world, so there must be something wrong with this arrangement, so they quickly took orders and ordered all the demon cultivators in the life domain to stand by. , ready to evacuate.

Shi Lingguang was unaware of what was happening around him, his eyes were red, and only Zuo Yao's figure lying in a pool of blood was left in his eyes.

"Master." Xuanyin and Wen Jingxing rushed to their side with difficulty.

The next second, they all stood there dumbfounded.

The despair around Shi Lingguang was deeper than the breath of death. He was like a puppet whose energy had been drained, he only knew how to mechanically hold Zuo Yao's limp body in his arms, and then, in the presence of countless immortals, Under the gaze of demons, witches, and humans, he lowered his head and kissed Zuo Yao's blood-stained lips.

All the monks in the world witnessed this earth-shattering scene, and were too surprised to speak.

However, at the critical moment of the survival of the human world, they didn't care about the relationship between Zuo Yao and Shi Lingguang at all, nor did they care about the relationship between them.

After the initial shock, they instead began to mourn the plight of the two men.

In this short year, they have experienced too many partings of life and death, seen too many corpses and seas of blood, and even became numb when facing death.

However, at this moment, Ling Guang was hugging Zuo Yao in his arms. There was only empty despair on his face, and the tears in his eyes seemed to have dried up. He was clearly a living person, but he exuded an endless air of death, as if he had already left behind. He died with the person in his arms.

This scene stung Renxiu's dead heart again. They thought of their lost relatives, friends and loved ones, and remembered the vivid faces in their dreams at midnight.

"Brother." Shi Zhiming's eyes were sore, and his heart ached so hard to breathe.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the high priest standing in an unobtrusive corner, chanting some incomprehensible incantation, and along with his incantation, a trace of gray spiritual power that was difficult to discern with the naked eye flowed down Xuechi quietly approached Shi Lingguang.

"What else do you want to do!" Shi Zhiming threw out countless green seeds, spawning thousands of vines trying to bind the high priest.

It's just that they didn't expect that those vines would wither the moment they touched the high priest.

The high priest gave Shi Zhiming a cold look, a vine suddenly turned its direction, pierced Shi Zhiming's heart, and then burrowed back and forth in his body, causing his veins to bulge in pain. , the muscles are tense, but it is difficult to resist one percent of the pain in the body.

"When I sent someone to pick you up in the imperial city of Youzhou, why didn't you show this brotherhood? Now it's too late to pretend to be here?" The high priest sneered and ignored the time Zhiming.

Shi Zhiming closed his eyes tightly and rolled on the ground because of the severe pain, but he gradually calmed down when he heard the high priest's words.

At first...

It was true that he was greedy for life and afraid of death at the beginning, and the son of destiny calculated by the high priest's astrology was not him, but Shi Lingguang, the younger brother among the twins.But he was the first one found by the Wu tribe. In order to survive, he lied that he was Shi Lingguang, and was taken away by the Wu tribe.

He didn't dare to think about what would happen to his younger brother who was left in the palace.

At that time, he was only five years old, and he grew up surrounded by thousands of pets. Even if his fingers cut a little bit of oily skin, a group of palace people would make a fuss and apply medicine to him. He had never seen a dead person before.

However, on the day of the palace change, he saw that the palace servants, servants, maids, companions, and tutors he was familiar with were all hacked to death in a pool of blood by the rebels.

He was too scared, he was afraid that he would be hacked to death by those sharp blades in the next second, he was afraid of pain and death.

So he replaced his younger brother's identity and went to Qianyuan with the Wu people.

Now, if this stolen life is returned to his younger brother, he can die with peace of mind.But before he left, he had to complete one thing.

Shi Zhiming's muscles twitched in pain, he finally couldn't help howling in pain, and at the same time rolled to the high priest's feet and begged for mercy: "High priest, I was wrong, please forgive me... ..”

The high priest was concentrating on reciting the spell to control the witch god, Shi Zhiming's existence really made him distracted, his eyes flashed murderous intent, and he was about to strangle Shi Zhiming immediately, but a black light suddenly appeared in front of him Before he could react, a hand with black nails half a foot long appeared in front of him.

In the next second, the black nails dug deep into his head, and the celestial nun's fingers exerted a little force, only to hear a crisp sound of the neck bone breaking, and the high priest opened his eyes wide and fell face up into the pool of blood.

"High Priest!" The four witch priests were in a state of confusion, and were immediately swallowed by the confronting Demon Cultivator with his mouth wide open.

"Now we have to stop Shi Lingguang from absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, otherwise the human world will collapse, and he will completely lose his mind." Surrounded by substantive aura, Shi Lingguang frowned deeply.

Shi Zhiming was lying on the ground panting heavily, at this moment it was difficult for him to even move his little finger, let alone stand up.

Thanks to this year in the secret realm of the blood world, plus his years of spying on the secret method of the high priest to control the goddess, he finally found clues, and within a year, he gradually lifted the control buried in the brain of the witch clan Technique, just waiting to release her at the most critical time to give the most critical blow.

"The rest really has nothing to do with me." Shi Zhiming lay on his back on the ground, looking at the sky above his head, under the dark sky, there was no hope in sight.

The demon cultivators gathered to attack Shi Lingguang who was surrounded by the aura of heaven and earth, and some even tried to snatch Zuo Yao from Shi Lingguang's arms.

Just hearing a loud thunderbolt, the aura barrier surrounding Shi Lingguang was torn apart, and hundreds of millions of golden rays of light shot out from the cracks, and a mighty force that could turn yin and yang upside down suddenly appeared, and it was instantly destroyed like a dead man. All demon cultivators within a radius of a hundred miles are under the demon god.

After the golden light dimmed, everyone could barely see everything that happened in that light.

Shi Lingguang was dressed in golden light and stood in the middle, still hugging Zuo Yao tightly with both hands.

In just a split second, Xuan Yan discovered that out of tens of thousands of demon generals under his command, there were only dozens of demon god generals who had followed him since the beginning of time immemorial, and the rest of his subordinates were all wiped out by Shi Lingguang.

Except for him, the rest of the domain owners were also all angry, and without waiting for a greeting, they rushed towards Shi Lingguang from all over the place.

After Shi Lingguang absorbed Haoran's aura of heaven and earth, his strength has reached the quasi-god level, but he is no match for this group of demon gods who have existed for hundreds of millions of years.

But after a few rounds, Shi Lingguang, who was unconscious and moved by instinct, fell to his knees covered in blood.

There were several black soul refining flags on his back, and he arched his broad back to block the attacks of those demon gods venting their anger. A few drops of his blood splashed on Zuo Yao's face, but his body didn't add any more. scars.

Shi Lingguang's consciousness gradually blurred. With his hands on the ground, he stared obsessively at Zuo Yao's face that was so beautiful that it didn't belong in the world.

His master, his belief, his life.

"Master, wait for me." Shi Lingguang struggled to pull out the soul refining flag that pierced through his elbow, and carefully wiped off the few drops of blood that splashed on Zuo Yao's cheeks, as if caring for the most precious person in the world. Precious treasures are so careful, "On the reincarnation road, I will be scared alone, you are reluctant to leave me alone, right? I know you are reluctant, you must wait for me."

However, Zuo Yao's original soul has been completely destroyed, so where is there any afterlife?

What is the use of him in the afterlife without a master?

In the distance, Xuanyin seemed to be crying, but her voice seemed to be separated from Shi Lingguang by a world, and Shi Lingguang didn't want to recognize what she was talking about.

In the void, there was a sudden chuckle, the laughter was ethereal but real, as if mocking the absurdity of the world, and mocking the blindness of love.

A spear wrapped in black electric light all over the body aimed at the back of Shi Lingguang's head and flew away at the speed of shattering the void.

Shi Lingguang could hear the movement behind him, but he didn't want to hide.

He closed his eyes, kissed Zuo Yao's cold lips for the last time, and finally a tear dripped down his straight nose onto the face of the master.

But this time, no one will gently wipe his tears away.

The expected pain never came.

Shi Lingguang suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that Zuo Yao had opened his eyes. His left hand went around Shi Lingguang's head and firmly grasped the long spear thrown by Xuan Yan that could destroy the entire Jiuyou City. .gun.

Zuo Yao's eyes seem to be a vast and boundless universe, filled with billions of stars and thousands of worlds hidden in it, so that people can't help but fall into it when they look at it.

However, those eyes, which were deeper than the night sky, were the only ones without any emotion.

He glanced coldly at Shi Lingguang who was still lying on top of him, and slowly stood up.

At this time, an inconspicuous silver-white long sword slowly fell from above Jiuxiao.

Every inch the long sword fell, the people present felt that the coercion in the air increased by one point, and when the long sword fell into Zuo Yao's palm, all the immortals and human cultivators with lower cultivation levels were all oppressed by the coercion Had to lie on the ground unable to move.

Because of this person's sword, the whole human world trembled.

Without any gorgeous and gorgeous rays of light, it is as simple as an ordinary sword repairer.However, the powerful coercion emanating from this man's sword was enough to firmly suppress the six demon gods who were making waves in the human world.

Xuan Yan and the others even changed their expressions wildly, and even yelled out of composure: "Why...how could it be him!"

That, the most powerful combat power in the God Realm, that ancient god who was born before the creation of the world, is also the nightmare that all demon gods don't want to mention--Shenjun Yao!

"Master..." Shi Lingguang looked up, unable to believe his eyes.

Master, he really came alive!

It's just that Zuo Yao didn't take another look at him, and landed directly opposite Xuan Yan with a long sword in his hand.

To Xuan Yan's despair, more than a dozen auras that he was familiar with descended on the human world.

If the number of opponents was equal to them, Xuan Yan would not be afraid.

However, now, the number of gods in the lower realm is obviously more than theirs. Whether to fight or withdraw, he was not sure for a while, so he turned back to ask Xuan Yuan for his opinion.

However, when Xuan Yan turned around, he realized that Xuan Yuan had disappeared at some point, and with him, there were also a large number of demon cultivators from Shengyu.

Only then did Xuan Yan come to his senses: "Damn it, that guy Xuan Yuan tricked me!"

Zuo Yao threw the magic weapon in his hand to Xuan Yan, gently stroked the healed wound on his chest, looked at Xuan Yan as if he was looking at a dead person.

Before everyone present came back to their senses, the figures of the group of demon cultivators and Zuo Yao disappeared.

Shi Lingguang sat blankly on the spot, looking at the direction where Zuo Yao disappeared, and then looked down at his empty hands.

"Junior Brother..." Xuanyin and Wen Jingxing were finally able to approach Shi Lingguang.

Shi Lingguang is still trapped in his own world and cannot extricate himself.

Although the master didn't remember much about him because of his fusion with the blood of the gods, he still had some impressions of him.

However, the way Zuo Yao opened his eyes and looked at him just now seemed to be looking at a stranger he had never seen before.

Such indifferent and cold eyes made him feel worse than death.

In the war between gods and demons, the outcome is clear.

When the breath belonging to the demon cultivator completely disappeared in the human world, Shi Lingguang once again stood up with his crumbling body, and he saw Zuo Yao among the group of gods at a glance.

However, the group of gods flew towards the boundless sky without stopping.

Master, Master, is he going to leave like this?

Shi Lingguang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body to quickly catch up with the group of gods who were getting smaller and smaller in his eyes. At the same time, he kept shouting 'Master~', looking forward to If Zuo Yao could slow down a bit, at least he could take another look.

Amidst his shouts, Zuo Yao really stopped.

Shi Lingguang was so excited that he almost couldn't even maintain the flying state.

"Master, you, where are you going?" Shi Ling Guangming knew where Zuo Yao was going with the group of gods, but he still asked persistently.

Zuo Yao looked at him indifferently, like looking at a speck of dust: "Don't catch up again, I'm not your master."

"Master, have you forgotten me? I am Ling Guang, I, I am your disciple, I... I am still your Taoist companion, do you remember? You used to hold hands Teach me how to practice swords, and you also taught me how to recite sword tactics. 'As a cave house with aura, if you keep your aura, you will be healthy and healthy; if you lose your aura, you will die.' (Note 1) This is what you taught me, you Do you still remember?" Shi Lingguang looked at Zuo Yao at a loss, speaking incoherently what he himself didn't know.

Zuo Yao still looked at him indifferently.

"By the way, and also, you promised me that you would not leave me. You said that you don't know how to love, and you said you would learn. Obviously you promised me yourself, how can you forget, How can words not count?"

As Shi Lingguang spoke, his voice gradually choked up, but he still tried his best to recall the details of the relationship between the two, trying to use those memories that only he remembered to prove that there was a connection between the two, "Master, you You used to be very good to me. You were afraid that I would not be used to the food on the mountain, so you would cook and cook by yourself; because I lied to people that I recognized the bed, you hugged me to sleep every night; you also sang to me .....Why are you willing to let my heart hurt so much now, I'm almost dying of pain. You wouldn't make me sad like this before..."

Zuo Yao glanced at him, but he had no impression of what Shi Lingguang said, and without hesitation he turned into a silver mysterious light and disappeared into the sky.

Shi Lingguang wanted to catch up again, but was suddenly stopped by a tall and handsome silver-haired deity.

The god looked at Shi Lingguang indifferently: "Yao is a god who has lived for hundreds of millions of years. He has been in the human world for more than [-] years. He is not even a drop in the ocean. Do you understand? Memories mean nothing to him."

"No, Master promised me, he promised me himself, he is willing to learn to love for me, I can feel it, he has learned, and he loves me too." Shi Lingguang looked at the blocking man fiercely. The god in front of him was stunned, "For more than 40 years, how do you know..."

Combining the past and the present, Master has indeed spent more than 40 years in the human world.

"Stupid human beings." The silver-haired deity stared at Shi Lingguang aloofly. Even though he was offended, he still didn't care, just like an inconspicuous dust fell from his gorgeous robes. He still maintained his dignity as a god. Arrogant and noble, "Since you want to know, I'll just let you give up completely. Yao's reincarnation in the lower realms is just that he has carried a period of karma for the sake of the three realms, and the lower realms have ended this fate. Your rebirth is all I use. The result of the primordial spirit technique is just to help him overcome the catastrophe. Now that the catastrophe of the Three Realms has passed, he will never enter reincarnation in the future, and you will never see him again, understand?"

"No, get out of the way." Shi Lingguang was in a turmoil, he couldn't listen to the words of the silver-haired god in front of him at all, he just wanted to catch up with Zuo Yao who had disappeared.Seeing the silver-haired god standing in front of him, Shi Lingguang flicked his sleeve to push him away.

"Your cultivation is a trick of the witch clan, it was not