What If All the Girls In the Cultivation World Want To Catch Me

Xia Yi chuckled slightly, what the Heavenly Killer, in fact, at the moment when he was called the Unfeeling Demon Venerable from the realm of the true monarch, he was already dead, his heart was dead, but the purpose of living was to kill the heavens and asked.

Why is it so unfair to me?

The blood blade slowly lifted, and Xia Yi looked at the Daojie who was full of the most primitive murderous aura, the more angry he became, and he was mad with hatred. In the end, he was jealous of everything, and even began to jealous-cut the living people.

But the final conscience did not make Xia Yi really crazy. Although he was bloodthirsty, he also killed the people who should be killed. Using this madness, he then created the sword technique, the first cut to cut the red dust, which was his own once. Youth thought, the passing You Yu'er and Yueyin were also his only-a happy period of time.

The second knife fell into the world, which was actually a kind of doubt, whether the human world ceased to exist, or to fall into the world to be a new man, he didn't know, and now he couldn't figure out his true thoughts at the time.

The third knife is dedicated to killing immortals, named Zhu Immortal Demon. It is a simple to extreme blood feud. You don't need to think about it, just swing the knife.

The fourth sword, the Meteorite Buddha, was the **** path he had been killing before reaching the peak, and the gods and Buddhas were also unstoppable.

The fifth sword kills the world. It was his unsuccessful questioning and the idea of ​​hating the avenue. Everyone persuaded him to let it go. It seems that not letting go is a wrong way to let go. There is no eternity in the world.

But Xia Yi is not!!!

He will never let go, nor will he die, even if he dies a hundred times, he will only hold it more firmly until he catches it!

With the sword up, Xia Yi opened his eyes and looked at the golden tunnel. It seemed that he saw a figure from the other side. He still remembered the first time he met the other party. In Xuanhuang, a fairy woman dressed up to heal people. And use their power to let people escape to other realms.

"I really want to see you.

"But...it's not appropriate.

She hated killing, and she killed too many, and they didn't even know him now. He even wanted to kill her to avoid the same mistakes in the world.

"The so-called killing of the sky is also a kind of sorrow, because the sky cannot tolerate me, I will kill the sky....Don't go to the horns. Killing is not wrong, but don't forget the original intention.

"I don't exist, let alone think about it...

"I am you.

In a word, the blood blade was swung down, and the Kunxu ushered in darkness,-everything seemed to disappear completely, and the world no longer existed.

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be an instant, or it may be eternity, the world reappears to be clear, the Dao is not there, the fairy clan's heaven is crumbling, and the golden light tunnel shows some signs of instability.

The Central King was annihilated directly in the darkness, leaving Xianze lingering on the sidelines. Thinking of his dignified saint, he didn't do anything as soon as he appeared on the field.-The extremely tall cultivation base can only hit a palm-arm, and he was injured to this extent. This caused some cracks in his Dao Xin.

Not far away, a white-clothed and white-haired figure still maintained the movement of looking up at the sky. The blood blade in his hand slowly turned into fragments, like a flying butterfly, which was lifted up by the wind and dissipated in the world of Kunxu.

Xia Yi muttered silently, turning his head and looking at Xianze-eyes, and quickly looked away. There is a thought in Tiangong city that calls him. He doesn't know what that thought is, but he has to look at it right away. The impulse of the eye.

In the center of Tiangong City, Xia Yi discovered that there was a space in the underground of Tiangong City. He directly stomped on the ground, stomped the ground directly, and fell into the underground space. The underground space was a pool of blood. Xia Yi could feel it. The blood that goes to the blood pool is the blood of the Xuanhuang people

And in the center of the blood pool, there is a rust sword inserted, which can barely see that the rust sword seems to be made of gold.

This rust sword was inserted in the blood pool, exuding a sad idea, the rust on the sword was all blood rust.

Xia Yi approached Rusty Sword, penetrated into his own aura, and touched Rusty Sword--instantly, his blood began to surge.

The heart beat violently, and the sword body radiated golden light, as if trying to break free. .

"Don't panic!"

"Blood rust, you have to wash it with blood.

Xia Yi prevented this sword from breaking free of blood and rust. He will prepare specially in the future-a sword washing pool, prepared with the blood of the fairy clan, but before that, Xia Yi still has work to do. He squeezed his finger. Jian, dripped a few drops of blood to the sword, those few drops of blood, Rusty Sword-initially repelled a little, but then he inhaled the sword body, and immediately had some connection with Xia Yi.

"You are Xuanyuan, right?

Xia Yi asked directly, Gu Jian whispered, and Xia Yi's mind also sounded-a young man's voice.

"Yes.

The voice sounded very upright and heavy. Many spirits would imitate their original owner to speak. For example, if Wuqi Spear was able to speak in the future, the voice would definitely be exactly the same as Xia Yi.

Therefore, Xia Yi guessed that the voice of this youth might be the Yellow Emperor in his youth.

"My name is Xia Yi, I have met Haotian before you."

"Haotian Tower...Where is it?"

"Tian Ling.

"Heavenly Spirit Realm? How long has the outside world been in the past, how is Xuanhuang now? You used to be..."

"I let go of the sea of ​​knowledge, you can look at my memory for yourself."

Xia Yi was too lazy to explain one-by-word, so he let Xuanyuanjian read it by himself.

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15

About three minutes later, Xuanyuanjian had understood everything. Unexpectedly, one hundred thousand years had passed. Xia Yi had hidden the memory of Netherworld and Samsara. Of course, the memory of being captured by the female cultivator before he became stronger.

Why hide? Because it's shameful!

"Your experience is also strange. I didn't expect Mo Jia to still have inheritance in the league, but if it is really as Haotian thought, you are now the number one Xuanhuang person?

"That's right.

Xia Yi replied casually-sentence, he must be very happy for such a boast before, but now he is not happy, just think Xuanhuang is too weak.

"Which emperor of my clan was the one who was possessed by you before?"

After hesitating for a long time, Xuanyuanjian asked again. He didn't read this memory because Xia Yi concealed it.

"Slayer of Heaven.

"The emperor was from that era, and he actually left a ray of emperor thought in Kunxu. Could it be that it has always existed in ancient times?

"maybe.

Xia Yi is not in a good mood now, and answering Xuanyuanjian’s questions is a little perfunctory. Only he knows in the hundred worlds, and Haotian Tower is not clear. As for the mirage dragon, he has to explain it like a way. Really, why did you run out by yourself!

To be handsome, and then to disappear?

It also attracts Daojie, can't you be counseled?

Self-talking, self-righteous, just like yourself.

book.A

It's really exactly the same.

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