Sword Spirit Immortal Respects Demon History [Transmigration Book]

Should he struggle to the death, or obediently follow him to the magic palace?

Because the matter between Mo Jiuyuan and the Immortal Venerable is not the main line of the full text, the plot in the book is only briefly mentioned. The Demon Emperor broke out and fought a battle with the Immortal Venerable. Did not bring back the immortal!

What's more, even if Mo Jiuyuan really had love for Wuhui Immortal Venerable, there was a bloody betrayal at the beginning, and Wuhui even died because of it. With a sword in his heart, his feelings for Wuhui are doubtful.

Don't look at his current appearance of being so affectionate, running to find him as soon as he was released from the seal, maybe it's the idea of ​​capturing him back to the magic palace to blackmail the fairy world.

Demons are fickle, especially the demon in front of him is the No. 1 demon in the demon world, the first demon emperor Mo Jiuyuan.

"What are you doing, stay away from him!"

Just as Chong Yan was still hesitating, a somewhat angry voice suddenly came to mind.

Chong Yan was taken aback.

Seeing that the impatience in Mo Jiuyuan's eyes was getting deeper and deeper, he stretched out his hand and grabbed him, Zhongyan made a subconscious movement, raised his two fingers together, and a sharp silver-blue sword glow suddenly condensed on the fingertips, Facing the outstretched hand, he swiped fiercely.

Mo Jiuyuan may have expected that he would not be obedient, but when he saw the sword light attacking, he did not rush, and quickly pinched his fingers with one hand, and a black enchantment of magic energy was fierce to the sword light. They bumped into each other fiercely, and a dull sound exploded in the air immediately, followed by a dazzling light burst out, almost blinding people's eyes.

Chong Yan struck out with one finger, but felt that he had hit a hard wall, and the radiating spiritual energy was suddenly hit back, causing him to take a few steps back, the fingertip spirit sword suddenly disintegrated, and his chest burst With a sharp pain, he snorted, raised his hand to cover his heart, and the corners of his lips couldn't help overflowing with a hint of bright red.

Seeing this, Mo Jiuyuan quickly removed the barrier, moved his feet, and the next moment, his figure appeared behind Chong Yan, and he stretched out his hand to embrace him in his arms, stretched out a finger, and gently wiped it off for him. With the blood stains on the corners of his lips, he asked softly, "Wuhui, are you alright?"

Zhong Yan closed his eyes, trying to calm down the surging blood in his heart, a trace of paleness could not help appearing on his face.

This body has just been severely injured, and the spiritual energy is unstable, and it needs to be recuperated. He just forcibly condensed the spiritual energy and turned it into sword energy to attack the opponent, but was hit back by the magic energy barrier, and the dull pain in the meridians caused by the backflow of spiritual energy is mild, but It caused the previous injury to come out, so the body became weak and unable to move for a while.

Chongyan took a deep breath and stabilized his breath, but the voice that just sounded in his head was talking again, "Why are you so stupid, you used the Tianyan sword to hit him, and escaped while you are here!"

Chongyan couldn't help but sneered in his heart, "Can you beat it?"

The voice paused, and then said coldly: "As an immortal in the fairy world, how can you be touched by those dirty monsters in the demon world at will? Even if you can't beat them, you must fight to the death!"

Chongyan snorted coldly, "I'm not as pedantic as you. I am the owner of this body now. Since you can't get out, then just stay there."

The voice was startled, "You... how do you know..."

Chong Yan ignored him, and instead raised his hand lightly, the palm of his heart condensed, gradually turning into the trace of a sword.

It was a very beautiful and delicate sword. The blade was silver-blue in color, with a clear and faint ice-blue light, which had a sense of icy coldness. The edge of the sword was thin and sharp. There is a sense of sharpness and sharpness. There is a purple gem on the hilt of the sword. The sword fringe, the end of this sword fringe is actually fluffy feathers, it looks like... a cat teaser.

This is the legendary No. [-] divine sword that shocks the Three Realms and is capable of shattering heaven and earth——Tianyan Sword.

Chong Yan was stunned for a moment when he condensed the sword. He is still a little strange. Maybe this world is indeed the world in his novel, but even if he is the author who created this world, it is limited to words. If he A certain person in the novel suddenly appears in front of his eyes, and he may not be able to recognize it, and it is even more impossible to judge many things with just one glance.

For example, instantly recognized Mo Jiuyuan's identity.

For example, he can tell at a glance that the voice in his body is related to this body, but it is not its owner.

For example, he can condense sword energy with his fingers, and even move his mind at will, instantly summoning the incarnation of Tianyan Sword.

It's not so much a memory from his body, it's more like his own instinct.

Innate instinct.

It seems that some things have changed since arriving in this world.

Zhongyan closed his eyes, suppressing the surging thoughts in his heart.

Now is not the time to think about these things, it is more important to resolve the immediate crisis first.

Looking sideways at the man hugging him, he said in a cold voice, "Devil Emperor, please respect yourself, don't force me to take action."

Mo Jiuyuan calmed down and smiled faintly, "You are seriously injured, so you are not my opponent."

Chongyan bent his arm, and the Tianyan sword stabbed back directly. The sharp sword energy brought up a strong wind, which almost pierced the soul of the person. Mo Jiuyuan had no choice but to let go of his body, and stepped back a few times step, looking at him displeased.

Chong Yan slowly straightened the slightly messy skirt, turned around unhurriedly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "If I remember correctly, the Jiuyuan Demon Emperor just escaped from the seal. Come out, with the 3-year seal, the devilish energy in your body is already less than half of what it was at the peak, if I try my best at this time, it is not certain who will win."

Mo Jiuyuan couldn't help frowning, "Wuhui, you must fight against me?"

Chongyan was almost laughed at by his shamelessness, but he didn't know if there was something wrong with his facial nerves, the corners of his lips curled up for a long time without a smile, so he snorted coldly, "Devil Emperor Jiuyuan remembers that?" Wrong, who insists on going against whom?"

He raised his hand to cover his heart, and a sneer flashed in his silver-blue eyes, "The sword piercing the heart 3 years ago has no return, but the memory is especially deep, and I never dare or forget it."

Mo Jiuyuan's face felt a little unnatural for a moment, he paused, and said again: "I was also doing it for the devil world, I had no choice, although the sword pierced through the heart, it was only to seal your aura, it did nothing to you Worrying about your life, when I conquer the fairy world, I will naturally let you out, besides, you have also sealed me for 3 years, so this tone should be released."

Chong Yan couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

How can that sword be life-threatening?

He sealed Wuhui's spiritual energy all over his body, so that Wuhui could helplessly watch the fairy world being slaughtered by the demon world until the ground was full of red. They were all his people, so how could he not feel sad?

However, he was trapped by the seal and could not help the fairy world. He could only pass his life-long cultivation to his own sword, the Tianyan Sword, and let the Tianyan Sword inherit his last wish to guard the fairy world and defeat the demon world.

The Tianyan sword did indeed do what he asked for, but in order to use that shocking sword, it also paid a very heavy price. The sword body could not withstand the strong spiritual shock, so it broke in two, and then disappeared for several years , recast the sword body with the purple gem sword spirit stone on the hilt, and returned to the fairy world as the immortal god of no return.

But Immortal Venerable Wuhui, who had lost his cultivation base, died on the spot because of the heart-piercing sword.

He remembered the resentment and helplessness in his heart when he was writing this plot, and he even cried a few times because of it. He actually didn't want the Immortal Lord Wuhui to fall, but when he actually wrote it, he was already incapacitated. Yuji, when he recovered from that feeling, the plot had already been vividly written on the paper, and he himself didn't really want to change it.

It's as if, this is already a fait accompli, no matter how you change it, it can't erase what happened.

If he were to say which passage in the full text of "Nine Heavens Demon Emperor" impressed him the most, it would not be about the protagonist Mo Junming, but the moment when Wuhui Immortal Venerable truly fell.

That is a generation of legends, cold and desireless, with no return to the immortal.

Just like that, because of Mo Jiuyuan's selfish desires, he fell down!

But now he still has to bear the identity of Wuhui Immortal Venerable, desperately trying not to let him know.

Chong Yan couldn't help but a little red in his eyes.

He didn't know what was going on with these three turbulent emotions, he only knew that he wished to cut the person in front of him to pieces!

This emotion came so suddenly, when Zhong Yan realized it, he couldn't help being surprised.

What exactly is going on?Could it be the emotion of the body?

No...it doesn't look like...

"what--!"

Suddenly a violent pain hit his mind, the entire conscious world seemed to be grasped by something, and he was unceremoniously stirred up, the pain was so painful that he couldn't help but groan, his eyes went dark, his body went limp, and he fell down. For a moment, she fell into a warm embrace.

"No return? No return? What's wrong with you?"

Mo Jiuyuan hugged him anxiously, but he didn't dare to infuse demonic energy for him. Immortals and demons are not compatible. Spiritual energy and demonic energy are natural enemies of each other. If he imports it rashly, it will only make him more painful.

Chong Yan leaned against his arms with his head in his arms, his face was as pale as paper, his body was drenched in cold sweat, his body was trembling in pain, the sea of ​​consciousness had already become a chaos, and a little green light kept spinning crazily there, stirring The entire conscious world was turbulent, until it completely turned the entire conscious world upside down, Zhong Yan suddenly widened his eyes, relaxed his body, and suddenly lost consciousness.

"No return!"

Mo Jiuyuan could no longer hide his anxiety on his face, and quickly picked him up and flew out to the Demon Realm.

In the world of Sword Field within the Sea of ​​Consciousness, a man in green leaned against a tree so huge that it almost filled the entire Sword Field, and sat down collapsed.

He unconsciously stared at a huge tree trunk above his head, and murmured unconsciously, "You...you are back...you are back...I spent so much effort to drive you away..."

He shivered suddenly, then shook his head violently, "No, this body is mine, I can't remind you, absolutely can't..."

As he muttered to himself in a low voice, his figure gradually turned into nothingness, merged into the big tree behind him, and disappeared.

The whole world is still densely green, and a huge tree occupies the entire Sword Domain world, with numerous branches and leaves, leaving no gaps.