So What If You've Been Reborn?

No wonder Yuan Cheng Tianzun didn't show up for so long, no wonder he just sat and watched Beixuan Tianzun and Nanxian Tianzun ignore the internal strife between the two parties, and watched Cangjieyuan monster attack with cold eyes. Planning - everyone, as well as the fairy world, have become abandoned children.

The immortals were full of fear, shocked and angry.

No one wants to die, and no one wants to die without knowing why.

"Kill Qingci Xianjun, and destroy Yuan Chengtianzun's subordinates!"

"Stop! We don't know anything!" The immortals who were attacked showed humiliation, some were already planning to defect, and the rest couldn't believe it.

They anxiously waited for Yuan Chengtian to speak and refute Yang Xinyue.

But they didn't get anything.

The flying boat in the floating pavilion was dead silent, except for the terrified fairy who was at a loss, there was no movement at all.

Immortal Han Song closed his eyes heavily, and waved his hand: "Find the way out, get out of here quickly!"

Chengya Shangxian next to him wanted to say something, but Xianjun Hansong looked at him coldly and was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything.

The same thing happened in many places. Daluo Jinxian, who originally relied heavily on the immortals from the Heluo faction, invariably moved away from the subordinates they once trusted.

——The identity of Immortal Lord Yunchen is suspicious, and it is very likely that he is Yuancheng Tianzun.

Who knew that the Heluo sect, who was born in Immortal Yunchen, claimed to be able to speculate on the changes in the three thousand worlds, and the Heluo sect immortals who peeked at the way of heaven, is there a problem?

Since most of the immortals of the Heluo sect worked for the Daluo Jinxian under the command of Beixuan Tianzun, they all knew that Beixuan Tianzun had trusted Immortal Yunchen very much for nearly a thousand years. Looking back now, they shudder.

"How long has it been since Tianzun summoned us alone?"

Immortal Hansong spoke to Immortal Qinghe angrily with his spiritual thoughts.

All kinds of signs showed that Yun Chenzi was not only plotting against Yang Xinyue, but in recent years, especially after the ascension of Chen He in Fuchu Small World, Beixuan Tianzun used the name of Qianxiu and rarely saw people.

For Xianjun Hansong, Beixuan Tianzun is not only the object of his loyalty, the Beixuan faction also has kindness to his teacher.

Immortal Hansong was furious when he thought that Yun Chenzi had deceived all of them and attacked Beixuan Tianzun secretly, even though Yun Chenzi was a lucky person in the fairy world.

Even though he was extremely angry, he managed to maintain his sanity.

——He couldn't kill Yuan Cheng Tianzun, nor could he kill the other party, otherwise there would be problems in the fairyland under their feet.

"Qinghe! Why are you still in a daze!" Xianjun Hansong had no choice but to warn with his divine sense.

He knew the reason for Qinghe Xianjun's abnormal state.

8000 years ago, Yang Xinyue disappeared unexpectedly. As the elder in charge of Nanhe Sect, Qinghe took people out to search, but in the end they found nothing. Because of this, the Nanhe Sect of Beixuan Sect in Fuchu Small World started a war. Before Qinghe could go back, he was rioted. Affected by the aura of his body, he couldn't suppress his true essence, so he was forced to ascend through the catastrophe.

Even though the life talisman left in Nanhezong was shattered, proving that Yang Xinyue was dead, Qinghe Xianjun was very worried about it.

After the catastrophic battle that swept across the world and the world, Immortal Qinghe did not hesitate to bring his cronies to serve Beixuan Tianzun. It's because from the beginning to the end, Qinghe didn't want to endure Nanxian's fellow disciples who were indifferent to Sect Master Yang's life and death.

Especially when Qinghe Xianjun knew that the collapse of Fuchu's small world was due to the greed of the eight heavenly gods for the special luck of this small world, and they did not hesitate to provoke a melee in the world. When it was a masterpiece, Qinghe Xianjun didn't want to bear it anymore.

Knowing that Yang Xinyue might still be alive, one can imagine how Qinghe Xianjun felt.

Knowing Yang Xinyue's origin is not easy now, and the conspiracy involved is even bigger, at this moment, Qinghe Xianjun is probably stupid.Xianjun Hansong felt a little apologetic for being suspicious of him just now, following Yang Xinyue to stand on the side of Cangjieyuan and trying to destroy the speculation of the fairy world.

But that's all.

The situation changed again and again, the conspiracy emerged endlessly, Xianjun Hansong was exhausted, and almost didn't want to trust anyone anymore.

Out of the friendship of serving under Beixuan Tianzun for many years, Xianjun Hansong finally tapped his stick and drank: "Qinghe, think about it carefully, who told you that Yang Xinyue is still alive?"

"..."

Who else could it be?

The earliest news was that Yuan Cheng Tianzun wanted to go down to the lower realm, and the news leaked. The two Tianzun were very interested.

The immortals of the Heluo sect calculated the secret, saying that it was the suzerain of the Nanhe sect who died in vain 8000 years ago.

Heluopai!

Immortal Qinghe shifted his gaze to Immortal White Beard, his face was pale, his mouth was tongue-tied and he was in a daze.

Everyone who walked past the white-bearded fairy showed or looked at him with contempt or contempt.

Immortal Qinghe issued the same order as Immortal Hansong, and then walked out of the flying boat surrounded by all the attendants. The white-bearded immortal sat on the ground with a face ashen ashes, and his mind was in chaos.

Unexpectedly, there was a cold reprimand, and he slammed it hard.

"What are you doing there, waiting to die?"

"Ah?" The white-bearded old man looked silly, very ridiculous.

If Chen Ho were here, he could say that this person definitely came from the Heluo sect, and he was like a fish in the same pond as Changmei Laodao and Tianyan Daoist.

"I'm not blind, who is loyal, can't I see it?" Qinghe Xianjun said coldly.

All the immortals who were waiting to speak, all shut their mouths.

The white-bearded immortal almost burst into tears. Although he is usually a little out of tune and is useless at critical moments, in times of crisis, whether loyalty is worth it or not depends on who you are with.

Immortal Qinghe is not the most powerful among the eight immortals, nor is he wise and decisive, and even his life with Beixuan Tianzun is not easy, because he always likes to act on his own will.

"Xianjun, Yuan Chengtianzun has ulterior motives, where should we go?"

"Go see Sect Master Yang."

"This!"

All the immortals looked at each other in blank dismay, and some stopped quietly, unwilling to follow.

Yang Xinyue "almost killed everyone here" is a fact, and the origin is complicated, and it is Yuan Chengtianzun and the person who killed him quickly.

Immortal Qinghe didn't even look at them, and got off the flying boat.

The sun and moon hanging high in the sky made people dizzy, and the monsters unconsciously turned to the side where Yinyue was, curled up in the darkness, licked their wounds, and stared at the opposite side.

Several immortal monarchs, regardless of the people trapped in the group of monsters, showed their magical powers and wanted to break through the sky.

The formation has boundaries, and the covered area is [-] li. The dazzling scorching sun is close to the fairy world, and the silver moon is on the side of Wanpu Valley.

Everyone wanted to stay away from Yang Xinyue.

The figure of a group of people like Xianjun Qinghe seemed particularly abrupt.

The chaotic vortex is circling everywhere, the monsters are not stupid, they prefer to find those who are alone, Qinghe Xianjun looks like a hard bone, they will not provoke them for the time being, but it is hard for some immortals who follow Qinghe, holding magic weapons, It's like facing a big enemy.

"metropolitan!"

"you?"

Yang Xinyue's memory is too long, even his original name was not Yang Xinyue, it's just that the suzerain of Nanhe Sect became his most special life, and he didn't recognize Qinghe Xianjun for a moment.

For immortals, the memories buried deep in the past will always be filtered out.

"It's you." Yang Xinyue suddenly realized.

With a movement of his clothes, the chubby little Cloud Swallowing Whale poked its head out, glanced at Immortal Qinghe, and then twisted its tail and fluttered.

The family of sea-swallowing beasts degenerated into cloud-swallowing whales, and their appearance changed a lot. There were no teeth in their mouths, and no hideous scales. They were fat and round, and looked very stupid. The fins wrapped around Yang Xinyue's neck, making a monotonous cry.

Just like a mirage back then, the little cloud-swallowing whale who was born with no talent for cultivation and could only wait to be bought by someone, hugged the leg of a young monk passing by, steadfastly refusing to let go.

Chen He laughed, then turned to Shi Feng and said, "Brother, back then he wanted to buy ambergris crabs, not cloud-swallowing whales."

Yang Xinyue has keen ears and glared angrily at this side: At that time, he was obviously poor and could only afford one.

Then he thought of one thing.

It's not that Yuan Chengtianzun waited patiently for 8000 years, nor was he incompetent after searching for a full 8000 years. He might have been found sleeping in the Soul Burial Abyss in the South China Sea long ago, but——

"Hundreds and thousands of reincarnations, he first forgot the candle dragon, and then blurred the sea-swallowing beast that he once had. He obviously shouldn't remember it."

Yun Chenzi looked at the silver turntable indifferently, with no sadness or joy on his face: "It's destiny to meet each other. It's not surprising. I don't remember that the symbolic feelings have been tempered by time. Even if they exist, they are not the most important thing. But Yang Xinyue, you Why did you choose Candle Dragon the moment you regain consciousness?"

He stretched out his hand into the turntable, and the phantom was broken.

"not good!"

Nan Hongzi reacted quickly and kicked Cui Shaoxin aside.

I saw a giant palm appearing in mid-air, and with a grasp of Void, he pulled out the halberd and slowly retracted it into the crack.

"It's the way out, rush out!"

A group of immortals and monsters were overjoyed and flew towards the place where the giant hand appeared.

Yang Xinyue stopped Xianjun Qinghe and shook his head.

At this time, Shi Feng took Chen He to avoid here. Shi Feng practiced closed-mouth meditation in the early years, and later when he could not speak, he rarely spoke. break?"

"The array and the fairy world are one, and the only way to kill Yuan Cheng Tianzun."

Yang Xinyue said bluntly without any scruples: "I'm also a lucky person in the fairy world, I should have died long ago, before him. Now because of his plan, the breath is the same as his, so I can kill me."

"Sect Master!" Qinghe Xianjun was in a hurry, how could he say this casually.

The giant hand retracted the halberd, and the crack disappeared.

For those who didn't have time to rush in, disappointment hovered there.

Those guys who seized the opportunity appeared in the Floating Pavilion Flying Boat in a flash before their eyes. Before they could see anything clearly, they were stunned by Ruiguang, and the immortal core was shattered.

After Qingci Xianjun finished killing people, he looked at the long halberd provocatively.

Yun Chenzi put the accompanying fairy artifact on his lap, and said loudly to the silver turntable: "If you want to leave here, one will kill me, and the other will kill Yang Xinyue. This place is similar to the fairy world, and it will never be broken without the death of a celestial being. "

Qinghe Xianjun's heart suddenly became cold.

In this matter, there is no choice.

For the immortals, of these two, one is holding a companion immortal artifact, and the other is not.

If one dies, the fairyland outside will also be finished. After all, Yang Xinyue does not belong to this fairyland.