Rebirth and Conferred God: Against Heaven and Become Holy

Chapter 592 Revenge
The flames in the fire pit of Zhujian Valley were originally raging towards the sky, and the fire waves surged one after another, as if they were trying to swallow the sky with their teeth and claws.

But when the person covered in flames came out, the flames seemed to have given birth to fear, and the flames died down, dodging towards the surroundings.

I saw that the flames on this person were extremely bright and vivid, and there was a faint yellow outline on the edge of the red flames. In this strangely colored flame, the face and figure of that person were somewhat blurred, but he could see that his face was gloomy. Water, the eyes are full of anger again.

And in this person's arms, there is a flying sword with flowing light and soaring aura.

The aura that came out of the flying sword was like autumn water, and it was as bright as spring flowers. With the flash of light, it was like peach blossoms, scorching the flowers.When I was in a trance, I felt like a shy girl nestling in this person's arms.

"Excalibur, the sixth-level Excalibur!" Crazy Sword murmured, his voice trembling.

Although the uncle and ancestor didn't know this sword, when the sword appeared, his one hundred and eight fifth-level divine swords trembled slightly as if worshiping.

But Ma Zijun's face showed grief, because in his opinion, this flying sword was extremely kind and familiar, and it was a family relationship that was as thick as water and could not be broken.

The man in flames stepped forward, stepping on the burning flames, step by step towards the outside of the fire pit.

When the man took a step, Patriarch Shuxian and Madman Jian took a step back in fright. When the man walked out of the fire pit, Patriarch Shuxian and Madman Jian had already retreated a distance of ten steps.

The two stared closely at the burning man in front of them. Although they already had guesses in their hearts, they couldn't believe that that man could survive the flames that could incinerate everything.

Pyro stood firmly on the edge of the fire pit, the flames on his body fell off like clothes, revealing the man's face.

I saw this person's eyes were deep and his face was stern, but his black hair was hanging down and draped over his shoulders.

"It's really you!" Seeing this person, Uncle Patriarch and Madman Jian exclaimed in unison.

Because it was Su Yuan who walked out of the fire pit.

But at this time, the flames that had faded from Su Yuan's body condensed together, forming a human form, Ma Shan.

Seeing that Su Yuan was intact, Ma Zijun rushed to Su Yuan and asked, "Brother Quanzhong, Xiao Zhao..."

After only half a sentence, Ma Zijun choked up.

Su Yuan's face was full of grief, and he didn't answer Ma Zijun. He just lowered his head and glanced at the flying sword in his arms, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the flying sword, feeling sad.

Seeing this, Ma Zijun immediately lowered his head. At this moment, he already understood that Ma Xiaozhao was finally dead and turned into the spirit of the Excalibur.

It turned out that when Su Yuan chased Ma Xiaozhao and fell into the fire pit, he immediately wrapped himself with true energy, temporarily resisting the flames, and at the same time wanted to pull Ma Xiaozhao back.

But Ma Xiaozhao's cultivation was insufficient, and he was determined to die, so he didn't resist the flames at all, so just after he fell into the flames, he was immediately burned by the flames, and turned into nothingness after a while.

When Ma Xiaozhao died, his ambition was immortal, and a little loyal soul flew into the sword embryo.

This sword embryo was originally the divine stone from beyond the sky, and it was forged by Su Yuan with Ruyi golden cudgel and Qiankun ruler for seven days and seven nights.Seeing Ma Xiaozhao's spirit approaching at this time, he immediately became one with him.

The sword embryo lacks the sword spirit and cannot become a sword. At this time, when the sword spirit arrives, it will be completed immediately, and the sixth-level divine sword will be born in time, and then the blue light will rush out of the fire pit and go straight to the sky.

When all this happened, Su Yuan was only one step away from Ma Xiaozhao, but one step seemed extremely close, but now it is like a world apart.

Witnessing Ma Xiaozhao's death in front of his own eyes, and willingly turning into a sword spirit, Su Yuan's heart and lungs were also broken, and his heart ached.

At that moment, his heart felt ashamed, he was so hurt, he didn't resist any more, and immediately dissipated his whole body's true energy, and he was about to be buried in the sea of ​​flames together with Ma Xiaozhao.

But at this time, thanks to Ma Shan who came after him, turned himself into a fire suit, wrapped Su Yuan in it, and blocked the attack of the flames, otherwise Su Yuan would have been buried in the sea of ​​flames long ago.

This is exactly why Ma Shan sincerely admires Su Yuan, so he desperately rescued him. If it was the former owner, Daoist Ran Deng, Ma Shan would be happy to stay aside and watch the fun.

Knowing that Ma Shan had saved him, Su Yuan was about to make Ma Shan retreat.

But at this time, the words "this flying sword is mine" rang out from the sword lunatic who coveted the divine sword.

These words reached Su Yuan's ears, making Su Yuan wake up suddenly.

If he died, then Ma Xiaozhao's incarnation flying sword would fall into the hands of the sword lunatic, Ma Xiaozhao's sword spirit was wise, and he would definitely not accept such a result.

After Su Yuan regained consciousness, he immediately turned his desire to die into a raging murderous intent, and raised his hand to grab the Excalibur in his hand.

As soon as the Excalibur was in his hand, Su Yuan felt Ma Xiaozhao's longing for Ma Xiaozhao coming from the Excalibur.So Su Yuan hugged the Excalibur in his arms, as if he was hugging Ma Xiaozhao, and left the pit of fire!
Although Crazy Jian and the others didn't know what happened under the fire pit, they could make a good guess when they saw Su Yuan appear.

At this time, seeing that Su Yuan was able to escape from the situation where he was bound to die, he couldn't help feeling afraid, and stood in front of Su Yuan for a while, not daring to say anything.

Su Yuan looked down at the Excalibur in his arms, and murmured, "Xiao Zhao, today you will accompany me to kill my enemies and avenge you."

Hearing Su Yuan's words, a ray of light immediately swept across the bright blade of the Excalibur, as if responding to what Su Yuan said.

Su Yuan raised his head slowly, fixed his cold eyes on Uncle Patriarch and Madman Jian.

Seeing Su Yuan's frosty gaze, the uncle ancestor and the sword lunatic trembled in fright, took a step back again, and immediately protected the [-] sword array and the magic lotus holy lock on their left and right sides respectively.

Su Yuan grabbed the hilt of the sword and pointed the sharp tip of the Excalibur Xiao Zhao at the two uncles and ancestors.

With a movement of the body, the blade of the sword moved forward, and a cold light waved out, like a thunderbolt splitting between the sky and the earth.

Crazy Sword and Uncle Ancestor were on full alert, when they saw Su Yuan attacking, the [-] Sword Formation and Magic Lotus Saint Lock immediately blocked in front of them.

Hearing the continuous sound of "dang bang dang bang", dozens of magic lotus holy locks and two flying swords were immediately split in half and fell to the ground.

After the severed flying sword fell, it lost all of its aura and became four pieces of scrap iron. The broken magic lotus holy lock also had no aura, but after a while, a ray of light flashed, and these pieces of magic lotus holy lock were immediately connected. Together, back to normal.This is exactly the brand of the saint that once again restored the magic lotus holy lock.

Seeing this, the uncle's ancestor was very heartbroken. Two swords were missing from the [-] sword array, and the remaining ones could not form an array, and their power was greatly reduced.

Although the magic lotus holy lock has recovered, the lunatic Jian is also secretly startled, who knows how long the saint's brand can last.Once exhausted, wouldn't I be like my uncle and ancestor.

Just when the two of them were terrified, Su Yuan swung seven or eight swords in a row, and half of the one hundred and eight flying swords of his uncle and ancestor fell to the ground, and the remaining half was scattered and disfigured .

At this time, the sun was setting, the gentle sunlight was falling, the autumn wind was blowing, and the temperature was pleasant, but the uncle, the ancestor and the sword madman were sweating profusely, looking at Su Yuan, who was bound to avenge his death, feeling panic-stricken meaning.

(End of this chapter)