At the beginning, Yun Changsheng would definitely refuse explicitly.

But look at God, in just half a month, he had already learned to carry his wife to the bridal chamber by himself.

“I told you at the beginning that even if it was the karma of the Tribulation Period, I would help you bear it. If you were in danger, I would come over, but only this time.”

Yun Changsheng heard a familiar voice.

So Master has been paying attention to what’s happening here?

“By the way, I have something to tell you after this is over.”

“Okay, Master.”

Yun Changsheng responded, and then asked Xueyun Sword: “Is the Tribulation Master so powerful that he can find me anytime and anywhere and convey his voice to me.”

You know, this place is a million miles away from Four Seasons Mountain…

The flash of the Xueyun Sword paused, and then he said with gritted teeth: “Basic operation, basic operation…”

Chapter 91: Do you want to be enemies with everyone in the world?

The sword light was several feet long and spanned tens of thousands of miles.

The man carrying the black coffin was still wearing a moon-white robe, and his eyes no longer had the decadence that he had when Lin Duoduo died, but were instead full of hope.

I thought there would be an accident, but unexpectedly the process went so smoothly.

Now, only one step is left before the vision of immortality can appear in the world.

“You have time to arrange so many things for me to see. I hope you have also left a way out for yourself.”

A promise of return, an obsession that arises at the moment of death, no one knows whether a miracle can be born.

He sighed and fell downwards along with the flying sword.

Rong Xiaoyu on the side took off his hat and threw it away. His three thousand black hair was blown messy by the wind as he fell.

He looked at the hope in Yun Changsheng’s eyes, feeling a little bewildered.

Will that woman really come back?

If she can’t come back, does she still have a chance?

Yun Changsheng might not love her enough, but he still cared about her.

As she waits and as time goes by, this care may ferment into what she wants.

Just like God and Lu Yan.

But if Lin Duoduo really comes back…

Rong Xiaoyu thought of her decades of career on the rooftop, which had witnessed their happiness.

Time has proven that Yun Changsheng and Lin Duoduo will be very happy together and do not need her interference.

“Brother Lang.”

“what happened?”

“Nothing, I just wanted to call you.”

The female swordsman in a green shirt always stands tall and moves like a man.

But when facing her brother Lang, the gentleness and shyness of a woman are always unconsciously exposed.

His green shirt fluttered in the wind, and the land below was reflected in his black eyes.

It was a forest that stretched as far as the eye could see, and there was a faint evil aura filling the forest.

The Snow Cloud Sword exuded sword energy, revealing the aura of a Tribulation Crossing Stage.

roar~

The gorgeous tiger lying in the forest roared stubbornly, then walked away angrily with its tail drooping.

“There are several demon kings in the Mahayana stage. The inheritance of the killing material is still quite attractive to these demon beasts who have achieved enlightenment through fighting in the jungle and have experienced blood and gore all the way.”

The spirit of the Snow Cloud Sword transformed into the form of a young man again. He chewed a clove of garlic and led Yun Changsheng and others into the woods.

“Then why don’t these monsters inherit that person’s legacy?”

“Almost the entire cultivation world knows about the killing of that person. Who knows how many enemies will emerge if we inherit his legacy?”

The spirit of the Snow Cloud Sword shook his head, ready to continue showing off his rich knowledge reserves.

When the person in the black coffin cast his eyes on him, he immediately became obedient.

He no longer kept the secret and blurted out everything in one go.

“This can also be considered as the path to enlightenment that the killer gave to his successor. Only if there are enough enemies can one kill them all the way, become stronger all the way, and finally reach the immortal realm.”

“As for you, I suggest you just inherit the legacy, but don’t practice the killing technique. Otherwise, people will come to you every day to seek revenge. Even if you can defeat them, you will be annoyed to death.”

“What’s more, the enemies of that killer who is still alive are all in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. If you practice his skills, the probability of being beaten to death is more than 99%. “

Several people went deep into the forest.

The auras of those demon kings retreated step by step, but they did not retreat too far.

Scarlet eyes flickered in the forest, staring at Yun Changsheng and the others.

The sword energy spread again, and the demon kings fled into the distance like frightened birds.

“That’s the cave in front.”

Xueyunjian pointed his finger, Rong Xiaoyu looked in the direction of his finger, and what came towards him was a blood-red word “kill”.

After tens of thousands of years, the font is still as bright red as blood, as if fresh blood is flowing.

Although the air in the forest is fresh, my nose is filled with a strong smell of blood.

In a trance, I could see countless corpses and the wailing of countless creatures before they died.

No matter whether they were powerful or unknown during their lifetime, they all fell in front of that man in the end.

Corpses piled up like mountains and blood fell like rain.

One man, one sword, and one pot of wine, but in the end, no one could stand in front of him anymore.

“Let’s go, that is, now. Tens of thousands of years ago, even Yun Xuejian came here and was almost affected. He wanted to go out and kill something for fun.”

“At that time, even herbivores were being killed every day in this forest.”

As Xue Yunjian spoke, the closer everyone got to the cave entrance, the more oppressive the word “kill” felt.

After entering the cave, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.

This kind of coldness was very strange. It was not the coldness of the body, but the coldness of the heart, as if there were tens of thousands of cold corpses lying around.

“The inheritance is here, but tens of thousands of years have passed, and no one has been brave enough to come and become the successor of this killer.”

“Can I try?” Rong Xiaoyu, who had always been like a shadow, suddenly stood up and wanted to help Yun Changsheng share the danger.

“You can’t.” The spirit of the Snow Cloud Sword raised its middle finger and shook its head, saying with regret: “Only men can inherit this legacy.”

Rong Xiaoyu: …

Is this sexist?

“That killer believes that women’s hearts are not strong enough and they are easily emotional and soft-hearted, so the first hurdle in inheritance is gender.”

“…Then he must have never heard the saying that women have the most vicious hearts.” Rong Xiaoyu curled his lips a little unconvinced and stood aside holding the sword.

“He will be met in heaven sooner or later.” Lin Xi in the black coffin also said.

Yun Changsheng originally wanted to speak up to stop Rong Xiaoyu, but after hearing that only a man could inherit, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, this girl is very stubborn. Once she makes up her mind, she will stick to it to the end and no one can persuade her otherwise.

“What should I do?” he asked.

“There is a sword left by the killer in the cave. Just ask to become the killer’s successor.”

“After passing two checkpoints, what happened here will be known to everyone.” Xue Yunjian paused and continued.

“You left your aura in those three places. When the time comes, Langya Tian, ​​the monk from the Shuifu Temple, and the Lord of Heaven will arrive before others.”

“Then it will be a matter of life and death.”

“If those three can use this to repair their Dao hearts that were shattered by that killer, they will naturally not be afraid of the heavenly tribulation of ascending.”

“If it can’t be repaired, then it will perish in the calamity.”

“They have almost exhausted all the methods to prolong their lifespan. If they want to prolong their lifespan further, the only option left is to devour the world’s heart, which is an extreme way.”

“This is also an opportunity for these three people.”

“I understand.” Yun Changsheng nodded. Fearing that there might be danger inside and that Lin Duoduo’s body might be harmed, he put down the black coffin and walked inside.

The bone-chilling word “kill” bloomed with his footsteps, and a sword still dripping with blood hung on the ceiling of the cave.

There seemed to be a voice in his heart asking him, do you really want to do this?

Can you afford the consequences of doing this?

Do you dare to make enemies with everyone in the world?

Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!

You all should be killed!

Chapter 92: Robbery

The cold cave is changing.

The surrounding scene instantly changed into a mansion.

Yun Changsheng saw a child holding a wooden sword, with a cold look in his eyes and whip marks on his clothes.

“Bitch!”

This is what everyone in the mansion calls him.

The child is an illegitimate child, and he is his mother’s weapon to gain status.

His mother lived a servile life in the mansion all day long, taking out all her resentment on him.

Those whip marks were from his mother.

The mocking, the taunting, the beatings happened every moment, every day, every night.

The child can only hold the wooden sword, and only this sword can give him a sense of security.

The day-by-day humiliation made his eyes colder and colder, until one day, the child grew into a teenager and the wooden sword turned into an iron sword.

The entire mansion was flowing with blood, and not a single man, woman, baby or old man was left alive.

The young man left with the sword in his arms and met an immortal on the way.

After decades of practice, he slowly opened his heart and became an ordinary disciple in a small sect.

He has a Taoist partner, a child, and a master.

He wanted to give his family a better life, so he took on a well-paid mission as a disciple.

After three years away, he returned on a rainy night, only to hear another man’s breathing in the room.

It’s the Master, and his wife.

He swung his sword again, killing his wife and his master.

After raising the child alone, the child swung a sword at him.

Oh, it turns out that the child is not my biological child…

The head flew off, and the boy who was holding the wooden sword slammed the door and left.

Everyone in the world should be killed!

Kill kill kill!

Kill kill kill kill kill!

Yun Changsheng’s eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he subconsciously picked up the sword. A familiar face appeared before him.