"Don't you want to know where my soul was hiding when I was parasitized by the Demon Lord?" Bai Mengjin said coldly, "It's right here!"
The Mirror of Reincarnation is a secret treasure obtained from the ruins of the Immortal Palace. In her previous life, she was besieged and fell into a desperate situation. She rushed out without fully exploring its function, and as a result, she was taken back to her youth.
Over the years, it has been kept in the inner palace for nourishment. Until it was parasitized by the demon dharma body, and her soul took refuge in it.
During those thirty years, Bai Mengjin relied on the protection of this object to repair and strengthen his soul bit by bit, slowly eroding the demon king's will, and then he could wait for rescue.
What will be the effect of using this thing again? Will time go back again? Or return to the original time point? She doesn't know. But what is certain is that these secret treasures are connected with the laws of heaven and earth, and the results are unpredictable.
But she had no choice. Ling Bufei was possessed by the devil. Once he was parasitized, he would become a possessed creature of the Seven Kills Sword Lord, like Cen Muliang, who was alive but still dead.
No matter what, she has to give it a try!
The Samsara Mirror flew out, a little light appeared, and then suddenly magnified, and everything around it was instantly frozen.
The swaying wind, the howling ghosts, and the half-finished demonic aura were stagnant contrary to common sense.
The Seven Killing Sword Lord was shocked for a moment: "What is this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he himself stopped.
With his eyes open, he watched the mountains and rivers turn upside down, watched the heaven and earth collapse, watched the weak and exhausted people resurrect their flesh and blood, and watched the magic weapons that had been turned into essence re-condensed and restored to their original state.
Finally, he lowered his head with difficulty and looked at himself. This body that belonged to Cen Muliang had become a veritable demon body after being corroded by the demonic energy. At this moment, the flesh and blood in the body quickly regenerated, and foreign objects that did not belong to him were eliminated.
The ghost king's yin energy, his demonic energy...
Even his demon soul received a huge push.
Wait, the Seven Sword Masters discovered that there were many more memories in his mind.
Things started when Bai Mengjin stepped out of Qingyun City, entered Danxia Palace, practiced swordsmanship, rebelled against the family, and fell into the devil's way...
And he always watched calmly, arranging everything in Cen Muliang's body, and then left calmly.
By this time, Ning Yanzhi had been parasitized by him.
Bai Mengjin has never really fallen into the devil, but it doesn't matter. The faceless man has never been exposed. He can patiently lay out the plan behind the scenes and watch the devil's path gradually prosper and the fairy alliance collapse bit by bit. It is conceivable that in another few decades or hundreds of years, the devil sect will appear.
With his body, he can expel the Immortal Alliance in one fell swoop.
Then it stopped.
Memories flowed through his mind, and the Seven Killing Sword Lord suddenly realized: "No wonder, it turns out you..."
Wherever they looked, some were shocked and some were confused. It was obvious that they all had their memories back, but they had no idea what their lives were like.
Huo Chongxiao rushed back to Feizhou immediately, looking at the living Yue Yunqiao and was inexplicably excited: "Junior sister!"
Cui Xinbi looked at Leng Qiufeng in front of her in surprise: "Senior Brother Leng!" In her previous life, she was involved in his rebellion and died early.
Di Yuming touched his face, thoughtfully.
Ye Hanyu looked shocked, but looked at Bai Mengjin.
Wen Rujin was shocked and looked at her disciple: "You Yan, my master is still alive!"
Thousands of years later, the longevity of Wen Rujin will naturally not survive that time.
With so many people present, how many will survive until then? They are none other than the best among the new generation who have achieved the goal of becoming gods.
Some died at the end of their lives, some died midway, and some even fell into the devil's path due to accidents... It was like having a dream, and I don't know which one is true and which one is false, between the past life and this life.
The Lord of the Seven Kills Sword felt dissatisfied and said: "No wonder you escaped from my plot, it turned out to be..."
Before he could finish his words, a sword suddenly came out.
It was Ning Yanzhi. His sword was back in his hand, and his originally depleted Dantian was filled with mana. In this life, the killing sword no longer belonged to him, and he did not have to be affected by parasitism.
Then, the former best swordsman in the world unleashed the most powerful sword.
In a hurry, the Seven Killer Sword Lord only had time to raise his hand to condense his sword energy and block it intuitively.
Ning Yanzhi looked at him with pain and struggle in his eyes.
"Master, I have finally waited for this day." He smiled miserably, then gathered all his magic power and struck out fiercely, "Go to hell!"
This move condensed all his cultivation, and even used the blood-burning method. Perhaps after it was launched, his meridians could not withstand the pressure and broke, and his cultivation regressed, and he even became a cripple.
However, he couldn't care less.
It's been a thousand years, and he regrets it all the time. Why didn't he object when his master tried to oppress him with justice? Why did he think it was worth sacrificing his junior sister at that time? Why couldn't he have the courage to ask for help after being parasitized by a monster? Why didn't he dare to ask his junior sister for help?
Apologize, in order to join forces to fight against the enemy...
Everything shows his cowardice and incompetence.
He does not deserve to be supported by Danxia Palace, does not deserve to be the leader, and does not deserve to lead the Immortal Sect.
Now, God has given him the opportunity to end all this with his own hands!
"Head!"
"Brother!"
Amid the exclamation, Ning Yanzhi's sword fell.
The Seven Killing Sword Lord lost the power of the Ghost King and could only deal with it with all his strength.
One sword, two swords, three swords... He gradually fell behind and suffered a heavy blow.
The Lord of the Seven Kills Sword barely managed to steady his body and looked angrily: "I am not convinced..."
Of course he was dissatisfied with such a result. If he hadn't been dragged back a thousand years ago for no reason, his plan would have been successful. Then in this new life, if Bai Mengjin hadn't sacrificed this treasure again, how could he not have the power to fight back?
But on the other hand, Bai Mengjin has endured thousands of years of hard work without giving in. He braved the world's infamy to go to the Immortal Palace to seize the treasure, and then he had a chance to survive in death. Isn't it the result of his own efforts? Even if there is no reincarnation mirror in this life, the plan of the Seven Killing Sword Lord is still there.
Failure, and ultimately the destruction of the world, are just the reluctance after defeat.
The Seven Killing Sword Master was severely injured and felt that his mana was rapidly draining, and his demon soul was torn out of his body by an invisible force.
He struggled to hold on and uttered with difficulty: "Such a rare treasure, no matter how many causes and effects it inherits, you will not end well..."
At the last word, the demon soul was finally torn into pieces and dissipated in the breath of hell.
The empty skin bag closed its eyes and fell down with a "plop".
Ning Yanzhi's essence was exhausted at the same time, and his meridians were counterattacked by the blood-burning method, and he fell down.
He cast his last gaze on Bai Mengjin and murmured: "Junior sister... I'm sorry..."
"Senior Brother Ning!"
"Head!"
Everyone in Danxia Palace was shocked and rushed over to pick him up.
The next moment, more people screamed in surprise.
"Senior Nephew Bai!"
"Junior Sister Bai!"
"White Fairy..."
The mirror of reincarnation released its last bit of light and suddenly collapsed.
Bai Mengjin was sucked in, and his spiritual energy surged out like a river of heaven. His originally moist skin lost its luster, and his black hair quickly lost its color. His whole body became exhausted, as if he had exhausted all his vitality.
Many people approached her intuitively, but a figure quickly approached and embraced her.
Wen Rujin was stunned for a moment: "Sect Master!"
Ling Bufei's body was full of demonic aura, as if the foreign matter had not been washed away by the Samsara Mirror, but his aura was completely different from before. Before others could see clearly, he took Bai Mengjin into his arms, cast his escape technique instantly, and was gone in the blink of an eye.
"Master!"
"metropolitan!"
Just as he was about to chase after him, the whole body was shaken, and Huangquan, which had withstood the power of the Samsara Mirror, began to collapse at an accelerated rate.
Wen Rujin's expression changed drastically and he shouted: "Get on the flying boat quickly! The underworld has collapsed. I'm afraid it has violated the laws of heaven and earth. Let's go quickly!"
Everyone no longer cared about the two people who were far away, and hurriedly boarded the flying boat, using the power of the flying boat to speed away from Huangquan.
By the time they came out, Huangquan was completely destroyed and sealed.