The seal on the top of the mountain was broken, and the ancient sword buried deep in the boulder was within easy reach.
Bai Yi's one hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword, but the one arm that suddenly grabbed hold on the other side was faster than him by an instant.
Bang bang Two equally slender hands grasped the hilt of the sword at the same time.
As they moved up and down, Jiuchen's sword hilt made a soft sound and swayed back and forth.
The next moment, Bai Yi's body was blown away like a kite with its string broken.
Beng flew out.
Holding the hilt of the sword at the same time and tearing it into his arms with great force, in this pure strength competition, Bai Yi, who was running Dunjia Jue, was easily knocked away by the opponent. roar The furious dragon fell like a whirlwind, and before the fangs of the candle could bite the opponent, the beast, which was about to break through the eighth level, was blown away by a punch.
At the top of the mountain, a young man in blue had a crazy smile in his eyes, and his black hair spread out like night.
With a low roar, he suddenly pulled out the ancient sword that had been buried for thousands of years.
In the blue sky, endless floating clouds gathered, rushing in like streaks of dust, and finally escaped into the ancient sword that stabbed the sky.
The Jiuchen Sword finally reappeared in the world, but it was not in Bai Yi's hands.
"Middle Stage of Divine Transformation" Holding an ancient sword, the figure standing on the top of the mountain chuckled: "Immortal Lord, I am back."
I'm back.
A whisper like a family member should have sounded warm.
However, Bai Yi, who froze his body in mid-air, could only hear the chill that penetrated his heart.
After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Bai Yi straightened his back again and looked silently at the young man on the top of the mountain.
Just as the roaring candle flame was about to be thrown out, he waved his hand to block it.
"Just come back."
Bai Yi said softly: "You have endured thousands of years of killing for me, I'm tired."
"I'm burdened."
The young man on the top of the mountain waved his hands in surprise and said, "No, no, no, it's my duty to be robbed for the Immortal Lord.
Why should I be burdened?"
In the other party's polite tone, Bai Yi nodded and said, "In that case, let's lose consciousness and come back."
"Respecting the decree of the law."
The young man on the top of the mountain bowed, as if he was very obedient, but he did not raise his head for a long time.
The sun rises in the east and slowly climbs up to the sky.
The entire Qishan Mountain is shrouded in sunlight.
Only the top of the mountain seems to drive away the sunlight, making people unable to feel the slightest warmth.
"Immortal Lord, what exactly have you gone through to become what you are today?"
After a long while, the clone finally raised his head slowly, his eyes flashing with brilliance.
The previous submissiveness no longer existed, and there was a hint of ridicule in his tone.
"Besieged and killed by the five loose immortals, the main body fell, and the remaining soul was reborn."
There was no sadness or joy on Bai Yi's face, and he spoke in a calm tone.
"The body has fallen" and the clone suddenly roared: "Sooner or later I will kill the five great loose immortals to avenge the immortal master."
The atmosphere on the mountaintop became weird at this time, as if the person Xiaoyao Immortal Lord no longer existed between Bai Yi and the clone, and the two of them were two different people separated from the Immortal Lord. individual.
"What about my state of mind?
Doesn't it sound a lot like yours?"
The clone's tone changed in vain, and he asked with a kind of expectation.
Bai Yi shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like that." boom In a huge roar, the top of Qishan Mountain was directly smashed by the clone's punch, huge rocks rolled down one after another, and dust covered the sky and the earth.
"How about it, does it look like this time?"
In the dust, an expectant inquiry came again, and an almost distorted face of the young man in blue gradually emerged from the dust, with the look of gnashing teeth, as if he wanted to eat a living person.
"It's much worse."
Bai Yi laughed softly and said, "You are not me after all."
"We are all the souls of the Immortal Lord, you can't humiliate me like this."
The face of the young man in blue returned to normal in an instant, with a hint of shyness, and his eyes were clear and innocent like a child.
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"Oh, you are a soul used to control clones, and I am the real soul."
Bai Yi spread his hands and said with some pride: "You don't have my memory inheritance, so you are not me ” The soul without memory is not Immortal Xiaoyao, it is just a thought.
"Who said I have no memory?"
The young man in blue became happy again at this time and said excitedly: "I have a memory of ten thousand years.
I remember running away far away from the territory when the disaster came, and I also remember being bombarded by thunder every day.
The pain, I still remember the way you looked at me when I left the Blue Sky Territory, I remember all of this, I remember it all."
"Look at the way I look at you, you are not me at all."
Bai Yi's smile seemed very gentle: "If you were me, you should say that the way I look at you is right.
Moreover, ten thousand years ago, you remember What?"
"Ten thousand years ago" the young man in blue seemed a little troubled, but soon he became happy again: "I will remember the memories of ten thousand years ago after we become one.
Look, I How smart” After waiting for thousands of years, he finally met his other self.
The young man in blue seemed very happy.
He went on to say: "Hurry up, I can't wait any longer.
I want to remember all the memories, and then I will become the real fairy master and rule the world."
"Blue Sky Domain" Looking at the young man shouting like a child on the top of the mountain, Bai Yi's smile gradually disappeared and he said in a low tone: "You can't become an immortal because you have no life."
Deep in the sky, there seemed to be thunder, and the cheering figures began to quiet down.
The black hair of the young man in blue rustled in the wind.
The innocence in his eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by an abyss-like gloom.
The clone, in the final analysis, is just a puppet.
Because of the soul of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord, it can lead away the catastrophe.
In fact, he has no real life.
"How can there be life?"
The young man in blue suddenly laughed wildly: "Because you are still alive, and my Lord Immortal will fuse your remnant soul and occupy your body, and I will have life."
With undisguised madness and greed in his eyes, the young man in blue said ferociously: "I thought I was going to fight a real Immortal Master, but I didn't expect that our Immortal Master has become a god.
God is unfair to me, so he gave me this gift, hahahaha."
"Jiu Chen Sword, do you think you can kill me if you get the Jiu Chen Sword?"
The young man in blue yelled hysterically: "I have endured the pain of thousands of years of thunder for you, can't you let me be you now?
Well, Jiuchen is in my hands, what else can you use to kill me?"
"Your remnant soul, your body, and your memories are all mine."
The young man in blue raised his sword to the sky and laughed wildly: "Everything that belongs to you Bai Yi is mine."
After thousands of years of baptism by thunder, a monster that dared to challenge the Sanxian was finally refined.
Tens of thousands of years of depression, loneliness, hatred, and expectation, all kinds of emotions and feelings, finally merged into one idea.
I want to take back everything that belongs to me: