Long Aotian, please stay away from me

"Wu You, that's enough!" Yue Qiyun was furious and stopped him again.

But the battle in the magic circle has not stopped.

no.You can't just watch Wu You kill Mo Zun like this.Wu You must be stopped.

Yue Qiyun shook off Luo Yuan's hand forcefully, pulled out his knife, and rushed straight into the circle.

Even with his level of cultivation, he might be accidentally injured or even killed by the strong true energy of the two cultivators who transformed the spirit into the world, but he has no hesitation.

Yue Qiyun rushed too fast, Luo Yuan was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses and rushed over, he had to pull back this demon who was thinking of something.

Yue Qiyun exhausted the fastest speed in his life, chasing after the wind and rushing into the magic circle. Before he stopped, he slashed his sword directly, trying to block Wu You's sword that was stabbing at the Demon Lord.

However, Wu You's swordsmanship was too fast, and after all, it was still a step too late.

He didn't have the ability to stop Wu You's sword move at all.

Yue Qiyun asked Wu You to stop, but Wu You actually heard it.

But he deliberately ignored it.

He thought the Demon Lord was not pleasing to the eye, so he had to kill the Demon Lord.

Qi Yun actually helped Mozun and told him to stop?Wu You was even more jealous, and his hostility was surging, and his attacks were even more decisive and ruthless.

After playing enough and finishing the fight, it's fine to say that there is a magic circle blocking it, and it's fine if you don't hear the sound transmission.Even if Qi Yun was unhappy for a while, he pretended to be pitiful and coaxed him, Qi Yun had always indulged him and would not really get angry with him.

But I didn't expect Qi Yun to rush over like light and electricity, regardless of the consequences and safety.

"Qi Yun, it's very dangerous for you to do this." Wu You restrained her anger, her face was gloomy and her tone was displeased, with obvious fear behind her.

In the competition between the two supernatural powers, the power of the spiritual pressure is astonishing, and ordinary monks are easily injured by the gang wind.

What's more, he used his sword too fast, what if he accidentally hurt Qi Yun suddenly.He used [-]% of his strength to compete with the Demon Lord. If someone broke in suddenly, even if he stopped immediately, the sword energy that had already come forward would still hurt people.Severely injured, severe death.

What was that trash Luo Yuan doing? How could Qi Yun rush in without warning?Wu worried and scolded angrily.

But the sword just now had severed the heart veins of Mozun, and the blood of Mozun was about to flow out, and now there is no way to recover and no one can save him.

It doesn't matter if you stop now.

"Qi Yun?" Wu You called softly, and Yue Qiyun stood still.

what happened?

Yue Qiyun wanted to stop Wu You, but he was powerless.

Wu You's move was too fast, he couldn't stop it.

He could only watch helplessly as Wu You's sword tip cut off the Demon Lord's heart veins and drew hideous scars on the Demon Lord's body.

The demon's blood splashed on Yue Qiyun.

——The missing memory, Yue Qiyun remembered it.

——Not only that, he remembered everything.

Yue Qiyun knew the true identity of the Demon Lord.Know everything about the Demon Lord.

"Xiu Chun, I x your ancestor."

"You fucking dare to trick me."

Yue Qiyun cursed loudly.

He wanted to swear all the swear words he knew in his four lifetimes, and swear at this idiot in front of him.

But he was so out of breath that he couldn't say a word, instead he scolded himself and cried.

What did Qi Yun say just now?

Wu You and Luo Yuan, who had also rushed into the formation at this time, were taken aback at the same time.

Seeing a tear falling from the corner of Qi Yun's eye, Wu You was so frightened that his mind went blank and he was at a loss.

Did he do something wrong again?

Mozun bent the corners of his eyes and stretched out his hand, trying to wipe away the tears of the person in front of him.But he can't.His figure gradually faded away, and he could no longer touch Yue Qiyun.

Yue Qiyun's fair face was stained with a few drops of blood, it was so beautiful and beautiful.

"Lord Qianhu, don't be sad, I will always be by your side." Mozun smiled with his eyebrows crooked, his tone extremely tender.

The corners of Mozun's eyes drooped slightly, Yue Qiyun was inexplicably familiar with this demeanor.

He doesn't look like the devil, and he rarely looks at himself in the mirror.But he knew that the demeanor and demeanor of the Demon Lord must be very similar to himself.

The demon king is called Xiuchun, and the demon king is his sword spirit.

Xiuchun Daoling's figure dissipated into the sky and earth, and a stream of red light merged into the red long knife in Yue Qiyun's hand.

A blood-colored gleam emerged from the blood-like blade, the light was soft, and it returned to calm after circulating around the blade.

Yue Qiyun and his natal soldier were connected by heart and blood, and Xiuchun's consciousness entered Yue Qiyun's altar together with the blood stained on his master.

Yue Qiyun knew everything about the sword spirit that he never knew.

***

——Everything has animism.

Dao Ling woke up from his muddled consciousness. He was born from the chaos, and he didn't know his name or where he came from.

He has no eyes and no heart, just a touch of divine consciousness in the creation of heaven and earth, today is the first day of his birth.

What appeared in front of him was a young man with an extremely handsome appearance.He should be young, and his eyebrows and eyes are soft when he smiles, with a slight hint of youthful spirit.

"From today onwards, you will follow me." The corners of the young man's eyes drooped slightly, and his voice was as clear as water hitting a rock, which made people feel refreshed.

Dao Ling felt in his heart that this person would be his master from now on.

Dao Ling lived with his master for a period of time, learned a lot, and knew a lot about his master.

The owner's name is Yue Qiyun, and the people around him all call him Lord Qianhu.

Master Qianhu called him Xiuchun.

Dao Ling also gradually realized that Master Qianhu is not as gentle and gentle as he first saw at first sight.

Most of the time, Lord Qianhu frowned slightly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes were full of savagery, and his heart was full of calculations.

Master Qianhu killed many people with Xiuchun, and the silver blade of Xiuchun was often dyed bright red.

In the shadow of swords, lights and swords, the adults of Qianhu are as gorgeous as fire and demons than red plums, and they are dressed in red clothes and gold embroidery.

Dao Ling has never seen anyone who looks better than his master, and has never thought that anyone is more suitable for a red dress than him.

Wufei Rabbit flies away in an instant.It has been three or four years since Dao Ling met his master.

In the past few days, Mr. Qianhu is in a better mood than usual, with more smiles in the corners of his eyes, and some real joy that comes from the bottom of his heart.The people around him stopped calling him Lord Qianhu and started calling him Lord Qianshi.

But Dao Ling still likes to call him Lord Qianhu, which was the first address he learned.

It doesn't matter, Lord Qianhu can't hear it anyway, so he just yelled.

There was a banquet that night.

Dao Ling was ignorant and felt very strange. During the day, he was hiding in the dark with Mr. Qianhu, and saw a colleague secretly conspiring with others to discuss poisoning. Why did Mr. Qianhu still drink with him at night?

It didn't take long for the banquet to go wrong.

The people who drank together divided into two groups and fought.

What makes Dao Ling even more strange is that Mr. Qianhu is clearly invincible in martial arts, why his hands and feet are not as flexible as usual tonight.

The two gangs fought for a while, and it didn't take long for the winner to be decided.

Lord Qianhu, who was always invincible in Dao Ling's mind, lost unexpectedly.

Even though he still looked calm and calm, he was the only one left in a group of people. Facing dozens of opponents, no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't stand alone.

The master of the sword spirit lost.The first defeat in life is the loss of life.

For the first time, Dao Ling understood what it means to be heartbroken like a knife.

But he can't do anything.He could only watch helplessly as his master was stabbed several times and died from the exhaustion of energy and blood.

Master Qianhu's dazzling red dress was also dyed a dazzling dark red.

With the death of the master, the consciousness of the sword spirit fell into chaos again.

I don't know how long it took, the divine consciousness of good fortune sleeping in the chaos woke up again, and it was Mr. Qianhu who came into view.

Dao Ling burst into tears like a fountain, and he was elated. He had never been so grateful to God for allowing him to meet his master again.

But this time something is different.Lord Qianhu no longer fell into the waterfall with black hair, but cut short hair that is energetic and capable.

It was still that charming face.No one in the world could look better than him.

Dao Ling lived together with his master day and night again.

He knew that he slept for hundreds of years as soon as he slept.It is now 500 years later.

The owner's name is still Yue Qiyun, and it's still that haunting name.It's just that the people around him no longer called him an adult, but called him Inspector Yue.

Inspector Yue's eyes were not as cold and gloomy as before, and his brows and eyes were softer.

Then one day, everyone put on masks.Dao Ling couldn't see the corner of his master's upturned mouth, but from the corners of his slightly drooping eyes, Dao Ling could still see that stunning smile.

Dao Ling cherishes the days when he will be with his master again.

But the good times didn't last long, and he once again watched his master die in front of him.

He was heartbroken and heartbroken, but he still couldn't do anything.He is just a touch of consciousness between heaven and earth.

Dao Ling's consciousness once again fell into a deep sleep.However, there is a feeling in the dark that when he wakes up again, the first thing he sees will be his master.

I don't know how long this sleep lasted.

When the Lingtai is clear again and he can see things again, what he sees at the first sight is really as he feels and wishes, and it is still more Qiyun.

This time, his luck was better than the previous two.

When he met his master, Sento-sama was only in his twilight years.

He is no longer an ordinary weapon. Times have changed. He has absorbed the essence of the heaven, earth, sun and moon for thousands of years, and has become a peerless magic weapon full of spiritual power.

The master still called him Xiuchun.But no one calls him Lord Qianhu anymore.

The people around are either called Qi Yun or A Yun.That's the owner's name.It's just that Dao Ling still likes to call him Master Qianhu, the name he called when we first met.

Dao Ling's spiritual consciousness gradually flourished, he was naturally generated by the good fortune of heaven and earth, and he also learned some secrets of heaven.

This time, the master was reincarnated in a place called Youtian Realm, and became a Taoist monk who practiced Taoism.

Dao Ling has been fortunate to have accompanied his master for more than ten years, and the master is still in a prosperous and chaotic world, and he has stronger power than before.

Dao Ling rejoiced in his heart, thinking that this time he would be able to protect his master well, and they could be together forever.

However, things are unpredictable and things backfire.

For the third time, Dao Ling watched Master Qianhu die in front of him, and he was still stabbed several times in his body, bleeding out and dying.

Although his cultivation level is not enough, he still can't transform from spirit to form, but his spiritual consciousness has been completed, and his mind is no different from that of ordinary people.

He saw the enemy's face, heard the enemy's laughter, and this time he knew who killed his master.

——Wu You, I will cut your body into thousands of pieces to avenge this mortal revenge.

With the knowledge of the sword spirit, even if the sword master dies, he can still maintain himself and will not fall into a deep sleep again.

He continued to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and accumulated the essence of the sun and the moon. After hundreds of years, his cultivation level gradually reached its peak, and finally he was no longer just a touch of spiritual consciousness, but transformed from a spiritual form to a human form.

After thousands of years, the sword spirit broke out of the cocoon, and got his wish and became a human monk like his master.

But his Lord Qianhu is long gone, and his enemy Wu You is still at ease for nine days.

At the moment of his master's death, Dao Ling swore a heart demon oath, and all the meaning of living this life is only for revenge.

However, Wu You's cultivation was so advanced that he was no match for him.

Swearing by his Dao heart, he shortened the time from spiritual transformation to less than a thousand years.But when you incarnate as a human being, you can only build a foundation for cultivation.Wu You, however, has long been in the realm of transforming into a god, and is even about to reach the legendary state of becoming a saint.

But it doesn't matter, their lifespan is very long, and the sword spirit can live for thousands or even ten thousand years.One day, he will find a chance to find Wu You to avenge his bloody revenge.

The sword spirit who cultivates human form is alone, with a strong yearning for his master and hatred for his enemies, traveling and practicing in the Nine Heavens Realm.

Most of the time, he followed Wu You's path.

He hated Wu You to the bone, and the adults of Qianhu died at the hands of Wu You.

But his level of cultivation was not as good as Wu You's, so he could only watch his enemies from a distance, lurk in the dark, and wait for the time to avenge his master.

Later, he inadvertently heard about a treasure - the mirror of heavenly secrets.

This treasure is divided into Yin and Yang.The sunny side peeks at the secrets of heaven, and the dark side blocks the way of heaven.

Dao Ling returned to the Youtian Realm where he first met Lord Qianhu in this life, and after a lot of effort, he finally obtained this magic weapon in the secret realm of Shimen.

He originally wanted to use the mirror of celestial secrets to calculate the way of heaven, to see how he could deal with such a strong person like Wu You.

Perhaps there is a definite destiny in the dark, the sword spirit was born in the chaos, it was the creation of the heaven and the earth, and the sky gave him another chance.

Even if it was useless, failed to protect the master, and let the master die in front of his eyes again and again, God still treated him kindly and gave him the chance to meet the master again and again.

Dao Ling learned from the mirror of heavenly secrets that Wu You is the Lord of the Nine Heavens with luck, and it may be difficult for him to beat Wu You.

But at this time, besides killing Wu You, he had another more urgent thing to do.

Dao Ling peeped into the secrets of heaven, and accidentally learned a ray of the law of rebirth of the world.Using this method, maybe he can meet his master again.

The Yaohu family has a magic weapon to find people's reincarnation, the Sansheng Stone and the secret medicine Qingxiao Hanlu, which can involve the cause and effect of all things in the past and present.Then use the Heavenly Mystery Mirror to suppress the formation, and implement the method of rebirth of the heaven and the earth, which may allow the adults of Qianhu to reincarnate again.

Hundreds of years later, when Dao Ling finally stepped into the realm of transforming gods, he activated the heavenly secret mirror, devoted all his cultivation, and used the secret technique of rebirth of heaven and earth that only those above the level of transforming gods can have enough spiritual power to support.

Dao Ling succeeded.

Even if the chances were slim, he succeeded.

Dao Ling changed the way of heaven, reversed time, and brought the world back to his life, decades before he met Master Qianhu.

At this time, Master Qianhu was not yet born.But soon, Lord Qianhu will meet Dao Ling's body again in the Treasure Pavilion of the Yuquan School according to the destiny.

Even if Dao Ling's cultivation base is damaged due to the use of too much qi, and it will take decades to recover, he can do something first. This time, he must save Lord Qianhu and stop letting him die from Wu You hand.