Sword Spirit Immortal Respects Demon History [Transmigration Book]

The realm of nothingness at this moment is full of tension.

Bai Qing turned into a huge white tiger, her wings trembled slightly, and opened up a large blank space in mid-air. Beside her were Bai Qing and Mo Chen, who were a little smaller than her. Guards are around it.

In front of them is a huge blue dragon, a purple phoenix with purple flames on its body, a basalt the size of a millstone with ghost claws and snake head, and behind them are a huge number of people from various clans, and even other fairy clans, It's just that their eyes are a bit faint green without exception, and their expressions look a little more ferocious than usual. The aura on their bodies is much more irritable than before, which is obviously abnormal.

Behind the white tiger, there is a large group of black giant tigers with wings on their backs, and various monsters such as black-spotted leopards, devil mermaids, and red-chain snakes. It is not impossible for the so-called war between immortals and demons to break out again.

Behind the demon clan's tight guards, the body of the Seven Profound Pagoda trembled slightly, and the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, which had moved just now, stopped immediately.

Qixuan turned into a human form and leaned on the top of the tower, lazily looking at the big guy opposite, with somewhat distasteful expression on his face, "It's not enough to succeed, but it's more than a failure, and you actually threw the Tianyan sword into the sea of ​​time and space, why don't you Can you be more stupid?"

There is also a black figure condensed between the black lights on the top of the Zhenyao Pagoda, but his facial features are not as spiritual as Qixuan, and his whole body looks a bit old-fashioned. Immortal Venerable, I will kill it."

Qixuan sneered, "Kill it? Are you waiting for the next battle between immortals and demons? Look at the situation outside, you fell asleep in the battle 3 years ago, but I just watched it right in front of me." Happened, do you know how many immortal clans died that time? There are only half of the [-] immortal clans left, and the Shui family was wiped out, and most of them were tortured to death. , do you want to wait for them to die without a place to bury them again?"

Zhen Yao was stunned for a long time, and then said sullenly: "It killed the immortal, so I will kill it."

Qixuan was about to be laughed angrily by him, "How do you know that the immortal was killed by him? They came here to get the Xuming mirror to reveal the original truth. Now that you have thrown Tianyan down, where do you go to find Xuming?" mirror?"

Zhen Yao said indifferently: "What are you doing with Xu Mingjing, the truth is already very clear, if you kill him directly, there will be so many troubles!"

When Qixuan was angry, the Qixuan Pagoda trembled suddenly, and made a loud noise, he said coldly: "Idiot, if you talk too much, I will smash you to the ground!"

Zhen Yao pursed his lips, and didn't say a word for a long time. After a while, his body trembled, and the condensed human figure slowly dispersed, and continued to stay there without speaking.

Qixuan rubbed the center of his eyebrows, a little speechless.

Talking so much with this idiot, he is also stupid enough, it would be better to suppress it directly by force, so that Xuan was not mad at it.

Above the Zhenyao Pagoda, Baili Sheng, Mu Yan, and Mo Jiuyuan stood in three directions, with each hand forming a handprint, and a layer of faint golden light formed continuously under the three people's feet. Mo Junming sat cross-legged in the center, floating around his body A pitch-black long sword, the sharp sword light falters, and a faint golden light floats from the body of each person and the sword, and slowly disperses into the black space on the top of the Demon Town Tower below.

Although Mo Jiuyuan was standing, his expression was a little anxious. He waited for a while, and finally couldn't help but say: "How? No news yet?"

Mu Yan shook his head, "Don't push too hard, Jun Ming said just now, they are all fine, they are just lost in other worlds, Tianyan Jianjian is protected by the sword spirit stone, crossing the sea of ​​time and space is not a problem, As long as we maintain the formation now, they will find their way back."

Bai Lisheng glanced at him, and lazily said: "Little tiger cub, if you keep thinking twice, this formation will be broken, and I don't think you can find it anywhere."

Although Mo Jiuyuan was anxious to death, he held back in the end. He looked at the demons who were firmly protecting them, and said in a deep voice: "Although I have resigned, it is inappropriate to order you at this time, but the new demon The emperor is also here, and he is in a hurry to follow the power, which is related to the safety of the demon world, so we must protect this place." After a pause, he added, "It's important to keep it safe, don't want to kill rashly, the most important thing is to protect this place."

A sonorous and forceful answer came from around him: "Yes!"

Baili Sheng smiled vaguely.

Thinking about how powerful Baili Sheng is in the fairy world, and he has always looked down on the demons, it is really ironic that he will be chased and killed by the immortals at this moment, and stay in the protective circle of the demons.

"Baili, calm down." A gentle whisper came from around me, "The three realms are equal, so there is no need to distinguish them so clearly. The demon realm is rampant, the human realm has the greatest potential, and the fairy realm is peaceful and peaceful. All walks of life have their strengths and weaknesses. Having lived here for more than 3 years, if you really care about it so clearly, wouldn’t you be exhausted?”

Bai Lisheng turned his head to look over, and Mu Yan made a trick with one hand, and showed him a gentle smile.

Bailisheng's heart trembled, as if a warm current was passing by, his eyes softened unconsciously, he nodded at Mu Yan, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he unconsciously smiled.

While Mo Jiuyuan looked at them, he couldn't help curling his lips, and turned his head sideways, thinking of that cold and gentle person more and more in his heart.

Not far from here, a huge green tree stood quietly, and a man in blue with a cold face stood in front of him.

The giant tree is hundreds of meters high, and the towering tree stands on top of the sky, giving people a very strong and huge shock, but in front of the man in blue in front of him, there is a feeling of restlessness. All of them are quietly dormant, and they look no different from an ordinary tree, except that they are too big.

Shui Tianheng looked at the giant tree in front of him, without any expression of fear on his face, he only asked coldly, "Where is my mother?"

The giant tree stayed silent and did not make a sound.

Shui Tianheng gritted his teeth, and suddenly his expression became a little ferocious, "I have been looking for her for ten years, and I have traveled all over the devil world, but there is no trace of her, no! If you say she is dead, then she was buried in the Where? Where the hell!?"

The branches and leaves of the giant tree trembled slightly, but there was still no sound.

Shui Tianheng almost laughed angrily at it, "Are you planning to just hide from me for the rest of your life? Bodhi, don't make me look down on you!"

The giant tree was silent for a long time this time, the green light condensed, and a green-clothed figure appeared between the trees.

Shui Tianheng sneered, "Finally I'm willing to come out."

Bodhi's lips moved, and after a while, he sighed softly, and said, "I've known for a long time that once my identity is revealed, we can't be together anymore, no matter how much I ask for your forgiveness, even if I lied to you for 3 years There is room for change, and with your mother's incident, it is impossible for you to forgive me, so I have no vain attempt to ask for your forgiveness."

"So you provoked me even more brazenly, didn't you?" Shui Tianheng said coldly. He turned his head and glanced at the Shui family members who were obediently waiting behind him, and the smile on his lips became even more sarcastic. Execute ecstasy, distort the facts to lure them to betray the immortals... Tianyan Sword, now trick these poor people into being the blade in your hands, killing the Tianyan Sword and Wuhui Immortal Venerable who have nurtured you, Bodhi, your heart Why is it so cold? Are you just thinking like this... are you starting a war between the immortals and demons?"

Bodhi turned his head slightly, looking at a large group of monsters that were about to move in the distance, and the light in his eyes was infinitely cold, "Why does such a dirty race like the demons exist?"

Shui Tianheng followed his line of sight to look at the large and ferocious demon clan, with a complicated expression on his face, "Although I also hate the demon clan, I don't want to drive them all to extinction, the bodhi tree is the world Gods can purify all evil things in the world. You are born hostile to the demons. I can understand that you can't understand the mentality of the demons, but if you say that you hate the demons to the point of delusion to destroy them all, this is not inherently merciful. The mentality that a bodhi tree should have, what happened to you?"

Bodhi's eyes wandered around in a trance, and landed on Mo Jiuyuan who was in mid-air. The expression in those eyes suddenly became extremely indifferent. He just looked at it for a long time, and with a trembling The voice said softly: "He... killed without return."

Shui Tianheng was stunned for a moment, a little unresponsive, "You...you care about Wuhui Immortal Venerable? Then why did you betray them?"

As if Bodhi didn't hear it, he seemed to be trapped in his own world. He raised his hand and touched his heart, and said in a daze, "He... killed me."

Shui Tianheng was a little confused - who killed him?What the hell is this person talking about?

But at this moment, the three holy beasts who had been waiting for a long time let out a roar of impatience, and Canglong let out a dull dragon chant, "Bai Xuan, are you trying to delay the time? The time for burning incense is almost here."

Bai Xuan glanced at the incense burner that was placed on the ground for timekeeping, and said calmly: "It's still a little short, wait a little longer."

Feng Zi's temperament has always been elegant and courteous, even after being enchanted by the bodhi tree, she was only a little irritable, seeing that the incense burner was indeed not burned out, she didn't make a sound.

Xuan Jing's temperament is somewhat introverted, and she usually doesn't make much noise. At this time, she is also standing in the air behind Canglong like Feng Zi, without moving.

They agreed on a time for a stick of incense, and no one is allowed to act rashly. When Tian Yanjian returns here with Xu Mingjing, he will give them an explanation, but now the time for a stick of incense is coming soon, but there is still no movement at all .

Canglong finally couldn't wait any longer.

Originally, this matter was related to Wuhui Immortal Venerable, and it was extremely important to them. They still waited for this incense stick for Bai Xuan's face, otherwise they would have rushed over and tried to give the Tianyan Sword to Cong Zhen It was found out from the demon tower.

They might not be so irritable in normal times, but now that the curse of the ghost orb and the fascination of the bodhi tree go on together, even if their cultivation base is deep, they will be affected to some extent. Impact is inevitable.

In normal times, they might be more patient and think about this matter more rationally. After all, Tianyanjian's contribution to the fairy world over the past hundred years is not small, and they would be more inclined to listen to his explanation of what happened back then. Things, but now under the influence of ecstasy, they are more inclined to the "truth" that the Bodhi tree said-Tian Yanjian killed the immortal in order to win the position of the immortal, and the Bodhi tree wanted to be the savior, but was chased and killed by the Tianyan sword , running for his life, appeared here at this time, and was about to use the Xuming mirror to prove what happened back then.

Under such circumstances, the Three Holy Beasts could still give a stick of incense time to wait, which was considered a great deal of face to Bai Xuan.

Seeing that the incense was about to burn to the bottom, Bai Xuan couldn't help feeling a little anxious. Baili said that they should be able to come back within a stick of incense. Now it seems that the time is going to pass, why is there no news yet?

Canglong groaned, "It's almost time, we're saving face for you, Bai Xuan, get out of the way!"

The huge white tiger flapped its wings, "There is still a small part, wait a little longer."

Canglong wagged his tail impatiently, "What's the use of waiting for this little time? I know you favor him because of your grandson's relationship, but this matter has nothing to do with Wuhui Immortal Venerable, we can't let your emotions be used!"

Bai Xuan immediately became angry, "Who is acting emotionally? My daughter and son-in-law have sworn that the Tianyan Sword never harmed the Immortal Venerable. Now that they are here without receiving any punishment from God, isn't that enough to prove the truth? But You were the ones who were given an enchantment spell by a tree, and you are the ones who are acting emotionally!"

Canglong wagged his tail angrily, "Even if it wasn't him who killed the immortal, it was related to him. What can an oath prove? You stubborn old guy, get out of the way!"

Bai Xuan stamped his paw in mid-air, "No! The incense hasn't burned out yet!"

Canglong sprayed out a mouthful of dragon's breath, facing the direction of the demons behind it, Bai Xuan immediately opened his mouth and sacrificed a bolt of lightning, which nearly defeated the dragon's breath before it dissipated.

Canglong was angry, "Do you really want to fight against us?"

The demons behind Bai Xuan were completely aroused by the breath of the dragon, and they began to spin around in circles with their teeth and claws stretched out. The demonic breath surged heavily on their bodies, as if they were about to pounce forward in the next moment.

Bai Xuan's body broke out in a cold sweat. He has personally experienced the battle between immortals and demons 3 years ago. He knows how terrible the war is. If there is a fight this time, the contract just signed will definitely be void. The next battle between immortals and demons is probably about to erupt right before our eyes.

At this moment, above the Demon Suppressing Tower, the pitch-black Earth Underworld Sword suddenly trembled, making a clear and melodious sword cry, and the sword lights around him suddenly became majestic and vast, pouring into the Demon Suppressing Tower The golden light on the body also changed from a strand to the thickness of a bucket. In less than three breaths, there was a melodious sword cry from far away in the tower body. It sounded far away at first, but it became closer again in the blink of an eye. In front of them, a silver-blue light shot up into the sky, and the vast and majestic sharp sword energy covered the sky and covered the sky for several miles. The cold and majestic aura made them fall from the sky to the ground in an instant, "Bang "Boom, boom, boom" smashed countless deep pits on the ground.

Shrouded in the silver-blue light, a figure in white clothes slowly walked out, with silver hair and silver eyes, dignified and cold, a silver-blue long sword trembled slightly in his hand, but the sword glow did not hurt the man in the slightest, he stood in the void , the snow-like silver eyes lightly swept over the people on the ground, and the voice was clear and cold, like an ice spring flowing down from the cold snow on a high mountain, distant and ethereal, but full of supreme majesty, it made people feel at ease when they heard it. A sense of awe rises from the soul.

"What happened 3 years ago, the deity will tell you now."

As soon as his voice came out, the expressions of everyone on the ground changed immediately.

There is no need to say any more, the four holy beasts can tell at a glance that this person is indeed the real Wuhui Immortal Venerable, the familiar tone that almost makes people cry and the imposing manner that no one can imitate, that person It is Wuhui, the Wuhui Immortal Venerable who has been missing for 3 years!

Mo Jiuyuan tried his best to control his urge to pounce on him. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down. His eyes fell on a small mirror in his palm, and his pupils shrank suddenly when he vaguely realized something.

But Wuhui didn't look at him, raised his hand, and held out a small jade-white mirror, with a slight white light shining on the mirror, projecting to the horizon, a vast picture appeared.

There, a hundred flowers were blooming, and two figures, one black and one white, stood on the flower field, admiring the spring flowers blooming everywhere.

The man in black smiled slightly, "Wuhui, these are the flowers I planted for you one by one, do you like them?"

The man in white smiled back at him, "It's no wonder that you can plant such a field of flowers in the devil world. It's really a good sight."

The man in black smiled even wider, "Then...no return, can you stay here?"

"Huh?" Wu Hui was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The scenery is good, but I still have important things to do, I'm afraid I can't stay here for a long time, I will come here more in the future..."

"Hey!"

The sound of the long sword entering the body sounded, and the dark red blood soaked the hem of the clothes, and one after another bright blood flowers appeared, accompanied by the more gentle smile on the man's lips, there was a hint of ferocity for no reason.

"If you don't stay, you have to stay." The man said in a low voice, with a shimmering desire for monopoly, "If you like the fairy world, then I will call it down and give it to you. Since this place is still in your favor, then Stay with me... stay here forever!"

Layers of magic breath surged heavily on the pitch-black long sword, gradually sealing the fairy light gushing out of the wound. He hugged his slowly limp body and smiled in a low voice, making one sound like a magic sound.

"No return, you belong to me, and only mine."

It's just that he didn't see the endless sadness that was about to overflow in the eyes of the man in his arms looking at him.

He used all his strength to stop the Tianyan Sword's riot, and watched the man gently put him on the ground, pulled out the long sword from his heart, turned into a devil tiger, soared into the sky, and flew away with wings.

He is going to fairyland, he knows.

The wound on the heart has not been healed. There is a seal belonging to the magic breath, but it will not continue to bleed. When the seal is completely completed, it will naturally heal.

However, he couldn't wait.

"Buzz!"

The sound of Qingyue's sword sounded, and the Tianyan Sword turned into a beam of sword light and rushed out of Wuhui's body impatiently. It was anxiously turning around Wuhui, and the sword glow fell down layer by layer, but it could not heal its master. injury.

"Don't waste your sword energy, this seal was made by the Devil Emperor, unless you reach the level of the Immortal Venerable, it cannot be broken now."

Wuhui closed his eyes and said softly, "Tianyan, come into my hands, I will hold you, it will be more comfortable."

The Tianyan Sword did not doubt that he was there, as soon as it heard that it would make its master feel comfortable, it immediately rushed to his hand that was softly placed by his side, but once it was gone, it could no longer break free.

The moment Wuhui held it, he opened his eyes suddenly, powerful immortal power poured in through the hilt in his palm, and the Tianyan Sword suddenly burst into a dazzling sword light, and it struggled to leave, but there was no way He held it tightly, and he did not hesitate to use his soul belonging to the demigod to firmly suppress it to the ground, forcefully pouring that thick demigod into the body of the Tianyan sword without any trace of his cultivation.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Tian Yanjian struggled fiercely, it knew what its master was doing, but it was because it knew that it was so anxious, Wu Hui was seriously injured, if it didn't have the support of cultivation, it might die soon, but Wu Hui He turned over and used his whole body to hold down the struggling Tianyan sword, unless he pierced Wuhui through, otherwise he could only wait obediently.

Until the last trace of cultivation was poured into the sword body, Wuhui let go of his body, and finally turned over, revealing the Tianyan sword underneath which had been suppressed for a long time.

No, it shouldn't be called Tianyanjian at this time, because that is exactly the same person as Wuhui. He was lying there on his back, still a little dazed and didn't recover, until suddenly there was a low voice beside him. He was startled by the muffled coughing sound, and got up in an instant. He saw Wuhui turning his head to the side, coughing softly with one hand covering his mouth, and as far as he could see between his fingers, there was a bright red .

"Lord...Master!"

The voice that came out was trembling with fear, he couldn't wait to crawl over, and put one hand on Wuhui's chest to heal his wounds, but Wuhui smiled lowly and shook his head lightly, "It's useless, If this body is not cultivated, the wound on the heart will be fatal and cannot be healed."

Tian Yan's entire face turned pale, and he said with a trembling voice: "Then I will return your cultivation, as long as you have cultivation..."

Wuhui's bloody hand held his hand, and the sticky touch of blood on his hand instantly silenced him. He stared blankly at him, and for the first time clearly realized that Wuhui...is true It's... hopeless.

Even if the cultivation base is returned, so what, his body is extremely weak now, if there is too much influx in an instant, he may die immediately...

"Go to the fairy world and stop him." Wuhui shook his head slightly, his expression was faint, and he even smiled, but that smile, no matter how you look at it, how lonely it is, "I turned you into me, sorry , After all, I let you take shape, you go to the fairy world as me to stop him, seal him, in the future, you will be the fairy of the fairy world, this is the order of the fairy, you take it well."

"Master...no...you can be fine..."

Tian Yan murmured that he didn't pay attention to the silver-white decree symbolizing the supreme immortal, but just shook his head blindly, his voice even choked with sobs, "You are an immortal immortal, how could you If you die, you'll be fine, you'll be fine, I... I... By the way, the bodhi tree can save you, I'll find the bodhi tree!"

Wuhui shook his head lightly, "Its cultivation base is too low, if you save me, it will die by itself."

Tianyan was still waiting to say anything, but Wuhui suddenly increased his tone, and said sharply: "Now, go! If you stay here for a while, you don't know how many people in the fairy world were killed by Mo Jiuyuan. No one in the fairy world can fight with him." The existence of rivalry, if you don't go, the fairy world may be destroyed!"

Tianyan finally stood up slowly after being yelled at by him. He forced himself to turn his back, but his eyes couldn't stop being moist.

He took two steps, but felt that his feet were entangled, and each step was extremely difficult, so heavy that he almost knelt on the ground.

Wuhui suddenly said in a low voice: "Tianyan, as an immortal, live well."

Tian Yan finally couldn't bear it anymore, a tear slowly flowed down his eyes, he raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes, his body turned into a stream of light in an instant, and flew towards the sky.

Wu Hui lay there quietly, surrounded by flowers like a brocade, but the bright red kept oozing out, gradually dyeing the white clothes, and the black magic breath flickered faintly in the wound, like a dormant beast, devouring it wantonly Looking at the frail, almost dying life.

A small transparent stone bounced over and over again, jumping onto Wuhui's body, a layer of warm white light came out, and the speed of blood flow slowed down significantly.

Wu Hui slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip, his voice was extremely low and weak.

"Thank you, Lifestone, maybe I can last...that child come back to see me."

The little stone trembled slightly, and it emitted white light more and more vigorously, but no matter how hard it tried, what was gone is what was gone, it watched the people under it getting colder and weaker, and its breath became weaker and weaker, but it could only delay it. The speed at which life is lost cannot be completely stopped.

After a long time, at the last moment when the man was about to die, a stream of light streaked across the sky, and a silver-blue long sword flashed in front of his eyes, and the voice couldn't wait to blurt out, "Master, Mo Jiuyuan was sealed by me in the Demon Realm!" Qianyuan Mountain is gone, the demons have retreated, and the fairy world is fine, master!"

Wu Hui seemed to have heard it, he slightly hooked the corners of his lips, but at this moment he was too weak to say a word, and as he gradually exhaled his last breath, his breath was finally completely cut off.

"Owner--!"

The mournful cry resounded throughout the sea of ​​flowers, and the blossoming flower field was swept away by the sword energy in an instant, turning into a barren field. The silver-blue long sword called out to the man one after another, but it never came back. wake.

Afterwards, things happened quickly like a horse watching a flower. Tian Yanjian couldn't bear to abandon his master, and pulled out the soul that had no return from his body. I don't want the bodhi tree in the sword field to suddenly turn against the water, squeeze out all the souls of the sword spirit and the soul that has no return, and monopolize the sword itself.

However, just when he was about to make their souls fly away, there was a strange sudden pause, his expression changed for a while, and then he threw their souls into the sea of ​​time and space.

The continuous images gradually disappeared with the darkness of the sea of ​​time and space. The small jade-white mirror trembled in mid-air, and his body instantly swelled, while Wu Hui standing in mid-air suddenly trembled. , the whole figure instantly blurred a lot.

Mo Jiuyuan on the other side looked at him in horror. Before he recovered from the death of Wuhui in the phantom of the picture, he saw the scene in front of him, and suddenly jumped up in shock, "Wuhui, what's wrong with you?"

Wuhui turned his head slightly, glanced at him, and showed a faint smile, "Do you know what price is required to refine the Xuming Mirror?"

Mo Jiuyuan's heart trembled, and he had a vague premonition, but Bailisheng beside him sighed heavily, with a sad look on his face.

"One mirror is exchanged for one soul. The Xuming mirror is sacrificed with the soul."