Brother, where is the integrity?

"You, you will be punished by God for doing this, do you know?" An old man with a gray beard trembled his hands and looked at the opposite person with fear.

Although the old man's appearance was ordinary, he was wearing a robe made of rich yellow silk and satin. On the front of the robe was embroidered a golden dragon with teeth and claws, which showed that this person's identity was not as simple as it seemed.

He is the emperor of a country, the supreme existence.

Behind the old man are tens of thousands of human beings, including gorgeously dressed concubines, a heroic general in armor, loyal guards who firmly hold their weapons to protect the old man, and some flying in mid-air. The mysterious and unpredictable monks, as well as the ordinary but innocent poor people.

Although everyone is different, there is no doubt that they all have the same emotions on their faces, despair, fear and panic.

Opposite them was only one person, a handsome young man in white clothes, his face was expressionless, as plain as a pool of stagnant water.

He held a blue long sword in his hand, as if he was holding the world, the sky, ruling the life and death of all things.

"Back then, I once said that this world is full of heartless, loveless, and righteous people. If I become a god in the future, I will wash this world with blood and restore the purity of this world. But today, I have become a god." His lips moved, and he spit out these extremely cold words.

"Immortal Elder, please spare me and my country. I was sorry for you at the beginning, but the people behind me are all innocent."

The old man trembled and knelt on the ground uncontrollably, with a look of remorse on his face. As soon as the old man knelt down, everyone behind him knelt down, begging for forgiveness from the man in white.

The lips of the man in white trembled, but he didn't say a word, he raised the long sword in his hand, a blue light flashed, and the scene in front of him was as tragic as that of Shura's hell.

Severed limbs were flying everywhere, and blood was splattered everywhere.

The old man's hands trembled, but he fell powerlessly in a pool of blood after all. He died with his eyes wide open, and his people were buried with him.

The cultivators in mid-air knew that if the man in white continued to kill them, they would die sooner or later, so they all used their strongest moves to attack the man in white.

More than a hundred monks made the strongest blow, and the dazzling white light enveloped the sky and the earth, and at the same time enveloped the man in white. However, after the white light passed, the man in white still stood firmly on the ground without any injuries.

What kind of terrifying strength is this.Could this man really have become a god?The monks had desperate thoughts, knowing that they were no match for the man in white, and fled to the distance regardless of the common people under them, but a blue light flashed, and one after another fell to the ground, becoming One cold corpse after another.

The man in white never stopped, and the killing continued.

"Ah." Yao Lian screamed, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief, he kept backing away, unable to bear to see the bloody scene.

But this picture is still imprinted in Yao Lian's mind, even if he closes his eyes, he can clearly see this picture, because this picture is directly printed in Yao Lian's mind.

Yao Lian felt a little confused in thinking, didn't he die?Then why can I still see such exciting scenes.Am I not dead, or am I alive.

Yao Lian looked at the space he was in, it was hazy and vague, as if he was in a thick fog... and so on.This, seems to be the Qingming space.What's going on.

"Little, Xiaoqing. Did you do the trick?" Yao Lian shouted loudly.

A turquoise figure appeared in front of Yao Lian's eyes, it was Xiao Qing, who was floating in mid-air, staring at Yao Lian expressionlessly.

Yao Lian was taken aback by Xiao Qing, but he did not forget what was most important to him at the moment, he wanted to go out.He wanted to tell Gong Qingduo that he was still alive.He wants to fight side by side with him.

"Yao Lian, you're here." Xiaoqing said suspiciously.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Please, let me out. It's too late." Yao Lian was anxious.

Xiaoqing shook her head, her expressionless face looked dull, "I can't do it."

Yao Lian twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking to himself when are you still teasing me here.

Xiaoqing ignored Yao Lian, he couldn't recall the bloody scene on the opposite side for a long time, he saw the man in white slaughtered half of the continent, and then was defeated by an old man who fell from the sky, and then the man in white died ...

A drop of clear tears ran across Xiaoqing's cheek, and then one drop after another, flowing endlessly, but the expression on Xiaoqing's face was still neither happy nor sad.

"Do you want Gong Qingduo to become like Qing Ming?" After a long time, Xiao Qing spoke.

Yao Lian froze for a moment, wondering what this meant.But looking at the smile on Yao Lian's face at the moment when the man in white finally died, he felt a little familiar. Looking at him, he finally remembered who this person was, and it was Qing Ming who Xiaoqing had always been obsessed with.

"Of course I don't want to. Speaking of which, what's wrong with Qingming, how come he doesn't look like him anymore, and why did he kill so many people." Yao Lian asked puzzled.

Xiaoqing's eyes darkened, and she sighed softly, "Qingming did this for me. At that time, he was tricked by his friend and lent me to the emperor, but the emperor didn't want to let me go. I returned it to Qingming, not only occupying me, but also dispatching strong men to kill Qingming. Qingming managed to escape but he was already seriously injured."

"Qing Ming was very unwilling, so he kept cultivating in the valley, and then he became an immortal, and came to the empire again to ask for it, only to find out that Qing Ming had been melted by the emperor and forged a new sword Although the Qingming Sword is destroyed, I still exist, but I am sealed in this newly cast sword and cannot get out at all, and Qingming thinks that I am dead."

"Qing Ming snatched the emperor's beloved sword. It's a pity that the country was very powerful at that time, and the strongest monks in the entire continent were here. There were not many immortals, so Qing Ming was besieged. Fortunately, Master rescued him and was able to escape. .”

"Master, he is the only god in this world. He has left the secular world, so he has no intention of avenging Qingming. Qingming thought I was dead, and became murderous, intending to destroy that country. Unfortunately, at that time, his strength was not enough. Not enough, so he retreated again, and when he came out, he had become a god, and this picture appeared. He slaughtered half of the people in the continent, and he was already possessed by demons. Master had no choice but to kill him in order to suppress him, alas..."

A vague sigh echoed in the space filled with thick fog, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

Yao Lian was also infected by Xiaoqing's sadness, wiped his red eyes, and asked in puzzlement: "But what do you say these have to do with me. Now I just want to go out."

Xiao Qing shook his head at Yao Lian, seeming to disagree with Yao Lian's point of view, "No, we are related, I am your past life, and Qing Ming is Gong Qingduo's past life."

Yao Lian opened his mouth wide, he never expected this result, how could he be a sword.I am obviously human.

"Don't panic, this is indeed the truth." Xiaoqing seemed to see a long, long time ago through that scene, "At that time, Master couldn't bear it after killing Qingming. He felt that Qingming became a demon because of his part. If he Being able to perceive my existence, maybe Qingming will not become a demon. So he said that Qingming and my soul were sent into reincarnation, and the Qingming sword that lost me was broken into nine pieces, and scattered again. Around Qingming's cemetery."

Yao Lian still finds it inconceivable, if he is Xiaoqing, then why Xiaoqing can still appear in front of his eyes.Thinking so, Yao Lian also asked.

"You said I was you, so how could we communicate face to face like this?"

"I'm not the complete Qingming Sword Sword Soul, it's just Xiaoqing's memories left on Qingming Sword at that time, and now you are the real Sword Soul, so return to your position, and then help the people you want to help , don’t let the regrets of the previous life repeat the same mistakes.” Xiaoqing actually showed a rare smile.

Yao Lian also laughed, no matter what, as long as he can continue to accompany Gong Qingduo, it would be too cruel if Gong Qingduo became like Qingming while Yao Lian was powerless, so for Don't let the regret continue, so what if you make a sword yourself.

……

The battle on the field was still going on, Xiao Changfeng glanced at Gong Qingduo who was guarding Yao Lian in a daze, sneered, turned and walked up the hillside.

Seeing Gong Qingduo's miserable appearance, Xiao Changfeng just thought it was funny, because his junior brother died, so there was nothing to cry about.Is such a weak person worthy of becoming a cultivator?

Hehe, in my opinion, if you want to be strong, you must be ruthless and ruthless in love.Xiao Changfeng looked at Gong Qingduo and thought about himself, and became more confident in his future.

"Second brother, second brother, how could you kill Yao Lian? Tell me, this is fake, is it fake?" Xiao Xiao looked at Xiao Changfeng's back in disbelief, and finally he couldn't help running over Here, he didn't believe that such a heartless person could be his gentle second brother.

Seeing Xiao Xiao chasing after him, Xiao Changfeng smiled at Xiao Xiao, then pampered her head, "Xiao Xiao, if you want to continue living in this world, you should stay away from second brother, second brother doesn't want to Start with your own sister."

Xiao Xiao took two steps back, shaking her head desperately, "No, no, you're not my second brother, he wouldn't be so cold-blooded and heartless, he wouldn't..."

Xiao Changfeng smiled indifferently, and continued to walk forward, a blue figure suddenly jumped in front of him, holding a sword to block Xiao Changfeng's way.

"Shameless person. In vain, my little brother treats you as a friend, yet you really have the heart to kill him." Huang Yiyi looked at Xiao Changfeng in disgust, as if looking at the most disgusting thing in the world.

Huang Yiyi also saw the scene where Xiao Changfeng killed Yao Lian just now, and she was also incredible. Although she didn't have much communication with Xiao Changfeng, everyone had a good relationship with Xiao Changfeng because of his good personality. It was really unexpected that he would do it. something like this happened.

Although Huang Yiyi often quarreled with Yao Lian, the relationship between the two was very good after the knot was untied, and Huang Yiyi really recognized Yao Lian as a junior brother. At this time, seeing the junior brother was killed by his friend, Huang Yiyi Yiyi couldn't hold her breath, although she might not be able to beat Xiao Changfeng, she still stood up.

Xiao Changfeng raised his eyebrows, a hint of impatience appeared on his face, and his voice cooled down, "Changfeng still has important things to do, so I don't want to talk nonsense with you. If you don't get out of the head of Huang, don't blame Changfeng." Feng sent you to the Underworld to reunite with Brother Yao."

"The head of the book will have to see what else Xiao Ershao can do besides being able to sneak attack." Huang Yiyi tightened the long sword in her hand, her eyes became more dignified.

"Heh," Xiao Changfeng smiled instead of anger, stretched out his hand and flicked Qingmingjian's body lightly, "If Brother Yao's weapon is used to send you down to reunite with him, Brother Yao will be happier."

Huang Yiyi was furious, let out a low snort, her feet were like the wind, and she raised her sword to strike at Xiao Changfeng.

Seeing Huang Yiyi's attack, Xiao Changfeng's aura suddenly changed, it was no longer that gentle spring breeze, it was like a sword just unsheathed, unstoppable.

Xiao Changfeng didn't directly fight Huang Yiyi with the Qingming Sword, but grabbed forward with his other free hand. Huang Yiyi's move was self-defeating, and even people with swords were attracted by Xiao Changfeng.

"This, this is the magic skill." Huang Yiyi yelled, she couldn't hide her panic. She only felt that the blood in her whole body was being swallowed by an inexplicable force. The reason why she knew that Xiao Changfeng was using magic skills , because she feels exactly the same as when she was hit by Murong Qing in the inn.

Xiao Changfeng smiled gently at Huang Yiyi, and with a little force, his big hand with well-articulated bones grasped Huang Yiyi's slender neck without hesitation, and Huang Yiyi's life could be killed with just a light twist, but he didn't do it.

"That's right, Chang Feng has long been possessed." Xiao Changfeng said as he raised the Qingming Sword in his hand and aimed it at Huang Yiyi's heart. At such a critical moment, he still did not forget to comfort Huang Yiyi softly, "Don't worry, the head of Huang Yiyi will not hurt." Yes, if you are really afraid, close your eyes, and the upper wind will gently pierce your body."

"Uh, uh..." Huang Yiyi's eyes widened, her neck was restrained by Xiao Changfeng, she couldn't speak at all now, and could only wait helplessly to die.

With a little force from Xiao Changfeng's wrist, the Qingming sword stabbed towards Huang Yiyi's chest, fierce and heartless.

"Hey," the sound of the blade piercing into the flesh followed.

"This, how is this possible." Xiao Changfeng's eyes widened in disbelief, and then he fell powerlessly on the ground, because it was his body that was pierced by the Qingming Sword.

Blood flowed from Xiao Changfeng's lower abdomen, gushing out one after another seemingly endlessly. In this fight between Xiao Changfeng and Yao Lian, Xiao Changfeng lost...

Under Huang Yiyi's surprised eyes, Qing Mingjian came back to life.

The Qingming Sword turned into a ray of blue light and flew into Gong Qingduo's hand. This ray of blue light was so familiar and kind, and then Gong Qingduo held the ray of blue light.

A beautiful long sword appeared in Gong Qingduo's hands, different from the previous Qingming sword, this Qingming sword is more real and has more aura, as if it has a soul.

A smile appeared on Gong Qingduo's face, and then he jumped up, flew into the air, swung the Qingming sword in his hand, and immediately the overwhelming blue sword energy flew towards Yu Ranqi's men who still existed.

Gong Qingduo then waved the Qingming sword in his hand again, and streaks of blue light flew towards the dozen or so monks of the Feizong sect.

Immediately afterwards, Gong Qingduo swung the Qingming sword in his hand again, and one after another blue light flew towards Murong Qing.

In the field, Yu Ranqi and his men fell down...

The monks who besieged the Mo Xuan Feizong faction fell down...

Murong Qing opened his eyes in disbelief and fell down...

Gong Qingduo's heroic posture at this moment is very similar to Qing Ming who has become a god, and his opponent also fell like Qing Ming's opponent at that time.