Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 703 Sword Immortal Reincarnation
Mo Ranyi's crazy scattering started again and fell towards the Tai Chi Sword Formation.

What followed was Nangong Zangfeng’s fatal sword, even though the massive experience gained was shared out, but he was still super excited!
Experience... comes in abundance!

Everyone felt as if there was something extra, especially the monks who were on the edge of crossing the border, who felt even deeper.

But at this moment, the two sword formations that successively killed the Dao Sword Sect and the Tai Chi Sword Sect were so crisp and clear that it was almost a mistake... The overall situation has been decided, and the remaining Sword Alliance sword cultivation cannot be completed. It's all about delivering food to them, how can it not make people's blood boil and their blood surge up?

This strange change disappeared without attracting anyone's attention.

A Cai came to Mo Ranyi at some point and said something in detail.

"...There is a weak replenishment of divine power...the seal has been loosened..."

Mo Ranyi looked at Nangong Zangfeng's high-spirited and fighting face.

His eyes were astonishingly bright, and his whole body seemed to be shining. He accepted the frank and undisguised praises from all his classmates, and the grinning boss couldn't close his eyes.

Nangong Zangfeng's appearance is naturally handsome.

But it has never looked so pleasing to the eye as it does at this moment.

The murderous intent in her brows and eyes subsided, the magic sword was withdrawn, and the demonic red bloody eyes were no longer there.

Lowering his eyes, his thoughts were changing at this moment.

When I raise my eyes again, I have regained my clarity.

She hung in the air quietly, watching the sword cultivators from the Sword Alliance below being killed one by one.

The final struggle of the sword light is a blooming that is so gorgeous that it blooms in full bloom.

Xuan Jiu stood with his sword in hand. He wanted to get closer, but he didn't dare to move forward. He stayed at a distance that was neither close nor far away and stopped.

"You can't take action, I know." Mo Ranyi said softly, still looking at the one-sided killing near the end.

Xuan Jiu froze.

"I remembered something."

Every time she touched the wings behind Fat Girl, not only did she gain a deeper understanding of the way of talismans, but also some memories that did not belong to her flashed forward.

The nine-tailed fire emperor, an extremely rare fairy beast in the fairy world, is the fairy sword of the sword spirit.

The only person who can make it recognize its owner easily is its original owner.

The chains tied to the nine-tailed fox are both seals and shackles.

Xuan Jiu's origin is Qingming. He has a father and a mother. He was born in Cangqiong and grew up in Cangqiong.

Then there is only one possibility.

Xuan Jiu was the reincarnation of a certain immortal. After he came to cultivate his destiny, he transferred to the Upper Dantian of the Ancient Sword Immortal and found his own immortal sword...

Nangong Zangfeng always felt that she was the protagonist of this world, but when she looked at it, Xuan Jiu looked more like an emperor than him.

The path of sword cultivation is very different from that in ancient times.

The techniques and inheritance passed down in the world of cultivation are constantly being improved and improved.

Including the current division of realms, compared with the ancient monks of the past, the current path of practice is simpler and clearer. You can see your position at a glance and clarify the gaps to make up for the shortcomings.

The techniques practiced by the ancient monks have been eliminated, and the only thing left is the inheritance of the ancient sword immortal.

It's because of the sword cultivator's desire to become stronger and warlike. Although it is difficult to pass on the legacy of the ancient sword cultivator, it is undeniable that he is not even a bit stronger than today's sword cultivator.

As soon as the Ancient Sword Immortal came up, he went to the Dantian to lay the foundation. The flying sword went in and out between the eyebrows, and his soul and spirit were united, cultivating the sword's intention.

If the sword's intention is successful, then the success will be achieved. Only cultivating the spirit does not cultivate the body.

With one strike of their swords, the heaven and earth shook. The swords struck down the virtual gods, and their souls were destroyed.

Countless ancient sword immortals who have astonished the world have created the myth of being undefeated for a lifetime.

Invincible at the same level, killing by leapfrogging is a common occurrence.

The only big mountain pressing on their heads is the catastrophe, only the catastrophe.

The fragility of their physical bodies made their journey through the tribulation a certain death, and there was no way they could survive.

Xuan Jiu was reincarnated and re-cultivated, and he also found the sword, so it was easy for him to understand the meaning of the sword.

He followed the ancient path of death and never took action... I guess he had concerns.

Xuan Jiu seemed to have been told the biggest secret buried in his heart.

Seeing that he remained silent, Mo Ranyi turned to look at him.Unexpectedly, Xuan Jiu seemed to be burned by her gaze and avoided it with a guilty conscience.

Mo Ranyi was suddenly shocked.

A flash of light flashed across my mind.

blurted out: "What do you remember? Do you know me?"

Naturally, she was not asking about the present, but her original identity.

Xuan Jiu's clenched hands relaxed. It turned out that she didn't remember.

It was too late to regret, he had already shown signs of it.

No matter how much he regretted it, it was useless.

There seems to be no second way between concealment and confession.

……

Nangong Zangfeng sat in charge and watched his disciples clean up the battlefield.

It's a little strange that I didn't see the shadow of Mo Ranyi. I saw him just now. This guy really didn't wait for a moment after he finished cumming.

Also missing was the little black-faced man, who curled his lips in a sneer.

It’s the same thing about love and love again, oh, woman!

Mo Ranyi felt quite uneasy.

He flew away with his sword and flew back to the station in Iceland in one breath.

It wasn't until she stepped on the freezing ice platform that she calmed down and quickly went over the matter.

Turning around again, his expression was fixed, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

"Yiyi, I didn't mean not to say it, but I don't know where to start..." Xuan Jiu closed his eyes and sighed in his heart, this day has finally come.

Mo Ranyi stared at him without interrupting.

"You are no longer the same person you used to be. You don't know anything. I told you, will you be burdened with more?" His eyebrows were tightly knitted. Everything in the past was not beautiful, but was so heavy that it made people breathless. Angry.

Mo Ranyi has forgotten her past. If forgetting can make her happy, he hopes this happiness can last longer...

"It seems that you know a lot." Mo Ranyi's voice was as light as a gossamer, accompanying the wind.

"Tell me, I want to hear it," she said softly.

Not far away, the sound of rumbling came from far to near.

Little Heavenly Tribulation came again, dark clouds covered the sun, lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Familiar pictures, familiar sounds, familiar places, familiar people.

They still talk about the past, but this time, the past goes too long...

Xuan Jiu had a distressed look on his face, and this vivid expression was so abrupt on his usually upright face.

"Is it difficult?" Mo Ranyi lightly opened his lips and said earnestly: "From the first time you saw 'me'..."

"That's not you!" Xuan Jiu said flatly.

He seemed to have figured something out, he no longer hesitated, and his tone was firm.

"The first time I saw 'her' was in the Immortal Prison..."

The prison of immortality!
Mo Ranyi thought silently in his heart.

Chewing and grinding every word in the mouth.

Those were indeed not very good memories, and I guess the same was true for Xuan Jiu.

After all, only one kind of person can be in that ghost place.

Sinner!

The immortals judged him guilty!
Immortals who are unforgivable and sinful cannot be free. The Immortal Prison is their final destination.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, maybe his crime was so heinous that it would never be tolerated, but after all, he was not the one who harmed her.

　Annoyed~ I have to look for previous chapters again, and I can’t remember where I wrote them. I remember that I wrote a small part about entering the Immortal Prison and being tortured~~~~I can’t find it in the notebook. I'm so worried that I have to go back and watch it again, woohoo~~o(╥﹏╥)o
　　
　
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