I am King Gou

The master's departure has a huge impact on the children.

The most direct point is that without this powerful backer, it is impossible to keep his stable and continuous source of evil thoughts.

Even he himself will be devoured by those long-hating ghosts because of all the benefits he has gained from relying on his master over the years.

In this case, there is only one way to solve the impending predicament, even the impasse.

That is to become the inheritor of the master!

But when the child dared to make a tactful attempt, the master did not get angry, nor did he agree. He said calmly, "Your fate is not enough."

A great loss swept through the child's heart. He stabilized his mind and made a second request: "The slave has the honor to serve the master for thousands of years. The master will leave. The slave can't continue to follow around. Ten thousand deaths cannot be redeemed."

"I also ask the master to give you a name to remember the fate of master and servant."

The master said casually: "You were sent by Gui Sang to serve me, so your name is Sang."

"Thank you master for giving me the name!" The child, no, he should be called Sang, Sang suppressed all emotions, knelt down and thanked him.

It seems that because of the name given, and also because after all, he has served him for thousands of years, when the master left, he also had some sympathy for Sang, and said a few more words: "You can't go with me, but I still have I leave the mission to you, and you take good care of my inheritance."

"In the future, my successor will come, or he can take you with him, and meet me one day."

Sang Ban was unwilling to ask for instructions: "Master, what kind of person can be the successor of the master?"

The master shook his head slightly, without elaborating, he just said: "When the time comes, you will know when you see him."

Afterwards, with a wave of his hand, the master sealed off the entire Tianwai Island and left.

never came back.

Sang was trapped on Tianwai Island, waiting for the inheritor who would know when he saw it.

He was extremely unwilling, and after confirming that his master would not come back, he finally couldn't hold back, and began to try his best to plot the inheritance of his master.

But just started, the curse came.

In the dark, his fate was shattered in an instant, and he had to go through sacrifices one after another to maintain his existence and strength.

In order to preserve his power, Sang had to reduce his shots, and even if he had to, he used every power carefully.

Even so, the curse is getting more and more serious.

Through constant attempts and sacrifices, Sang finally found a way to steal the master's inheritance when the Twelve Cities were almost completely destroyed.

Then, he didn't choose people from the twelve cities, but directly passed on the foundation-building method of the way of heaven passed down by his master.

In those days, Sang stood on the island, quietly feeling the bloody smell brought by the sea breeze, which became stronger day by day.

Resentment, jealousy, and hatred flooded towards him like a tide, making him feel extremely happy and full of expectations.

In the end, a young man named Han Sigu carried a long sword named "Blood River" and entered the island covered in blood.

Sang observed the other party in the dark. This monk who stepped on the top of the nine factions and won the same place, his aptitude, talent, temperament, means, and strength are all the best in this world.

The kind of arrogance and self-confidence that is almost taken for granted, destined to be superior to others, is impossible for Sang, who has been a slave for thousands of years, to possess.

This is the inheritor the master is looking for!

But he didn't recognize the other party as the new master. Feeling the gnawing of jealousy, Sang's expression gradually turned cold.

He allowed Han Sigu to take away the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment Inheritance.

Anyway, Sang has already erased all the information in the inheritance except the foundation-building method.

At that time, whether it is Han Sigu's success or the curse ghost's success, the inheritors who come to the island again will face the trap he carefully prepared

The fate, essence, and path of the supremely arrogant will endow Sang with unprecedented new life and freedom.

The years of this life flashed before Sang's eyes like lightning and flint:

When I was young, my family was full of malice and greedy love

The fear and grievance of rafting alone

Hate after being a Revenant

Those who serve their masters tremblingly, cautiously

The resentment and resentment after losing the inheritance

thousands of years of planning

He was full of ambition, he was full of confidence, he was confident, but in the end, he still lost.

The prohibition and curse of Tianwai Island disappeared rapidly, and Sang's power also declined suddenly, and his figure became weaker and weaker.

It seems to have returned to the moment when I just realized that I was already a ghost, weeping sadly because of the abandonment and betrayal of my family, the original source was lost, like a silhouette.

However, unwillingness and anger are like a volcanic eruption, full of boiling.

Sang's eyes widened with anger, and he roared: "I don't accept it! I don't accept it! I don't accept it!!!"

"Why did I have no fault, but because of my parents' ignorance, I was sacrificed as a child and became a ghost?!"

"Why have I served my master with all my heart for thousands of years, yet my master has not even rewarded me with a complete set of exercises, but wants me to guard his supreme inheritance and wait for the inexplicable inheritor to come, and why does he want me to continue to be an ox and a horse, so that I can do my best?" Say goodbye to him?!"

"I just want to take his inheritance by myself, and one day, I will meet him myself!!"

"I want to tell him that if I am not qualified to accept his inheritance, there will be no one else in this world!!"

In the hysterical roar, Sang's whole body swelled rapidly, and he wanted to explode himself!

Now that he has lost, he will drag the entire Tianwai Island to be buried with him.

He is doomed, and you don't even want to live!

But at this moment, a piece of shining sword tip pierced his body in an instant.

Countless runes on Wanxuanzhi suddenly lit up, abruptly interrupting his self-explosion, and before Sang could make any more reactions, Qiao Ciguang shot wildly.

The flying sword slashed down like a waterfall, and when the moon blade whirled, the buzzing sound was like the chirping of midsummer cicadas, and the sound of cutting the soul body was endless. Sang finally couldn't hold it anymore, and let out a sharp soul whistle!

Qiao Ciguang instantly felt as if several sharp knives had been stabbed into his mind, blood flowed across the seven orifices, and his face turned pale instantly.

But instead of retreating, she advanced, and her attacks became more swift and violent.

Pieces of soul bodies were sliced ​​off by sharp blades, and scattered like snowflakes, followed by soul bones, soul blood, eyeballs, soul teeth, and skulls

Finally, as the last toe was chopped into powder, with Qiao Ciguang as the center, Sang was scattered all over the ground.

After a brief existence of two breaths, Sang disappeared.

There is no such thing.

Qiao Ciguang finally stopped, she gasped for breath, but there was no trace of happiness on her face, the water in her eyes gleamed, and when it flickered, she turned around and ran to the former junior sisters to chase after Pei Ling direction.

But just after taking a few steps, the dense fog all around dissipated, and the Nascent Soul cultivator's vision was no longer hindered, and he could see the vast sea around him in an instant.

Here, it is no longer near Fang City, the sea is as black as ink, and it is gloomy. This is the deep sea!