Zuo Yixian suddenly opened his eyes and saw that he was inexplicably in a strange place. The surrounding environment was empty and green, and there was a river not far away. There were rows of long shelves nearby, with covers on them.
It's covered in yellow satin, and it's hard to see what's on it.
"Is this the underworld? It doesn't have the spooky and terrifying feeling in the legend at all. It seems that the records about the underworld in ancient books are just groundless rumors."
Zuo Yixian checked his physical condition and found that he had returned to his prime strength.
He was overjoyed at first, and then laughed at himself: "They are all dead, so what if they still retain the strength of 'Wen Xuan Qi'? I guess the only use is to wait for Chen Feiyu's revenge in the underworld... Hey, what is this?
?”
From the corner of his eye, he saw a pile of red fruits not far from him, and a pool of water next to it, with a green tree planted in it.
Whether it is red fruits or green trees, they all exude a rich spiritual energy to the extreme.
"Good stuff, this is definitely good stuff. Is this a benefit from the underworld that you can enjoy at will? Or is this my privilege as a strong person in the 'Wenxuan Stage'?" The more Zuo Yixian thought about it, the more likely he was: "The so-called
I will be a hero in life, and a hero in death. I was a strong man in the Holy Land during my lifetime, so my treatment after death will naturally be different from that of ordinary people!"
Immediately, Zuo Yixian walked towards the red fruit, wanting to pick one up and taste it.
Suddenly, the changes suddenly increased!
A mysterious and familiar sword intent rose up, and the sword intent that was originally everywhere in the entire space was also activated, covering Zuo Yixian one after another, as if if Zuo Yixian made any rash move, it would immediately tear him apart.
Same.
Zuo Yixian's expression suddenly changed. Such a terrifying sword intent was enough to easily drive him to pieces!
He paused and stopped immediately, feeling frightened and confused at the same time: "This... this is clearly the sword intention of Long Yuan Sword. This is the underworld. How could there be the sword intention of Long Yuan Sword? Could it be that this place has the sword intention of Long Yuan Sword?"
Isn’t it the underworld?”
Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he realized that he had been locked by the ubiquitous sword intent. He was so frightened that he stood there, not even daring to move, let alone getting the red fruit.
I don't know how much time passed, but Zuo Yixian became more and more frightened.
Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of Zuo Yixian's eyes, as if he had changed into a living person. Chen Feiyu appeared out of thin air not far in front of him, and the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank: "Chen Feiyu?"
"You are indeed here." When Chen Feiyu saw Zuo Yixian, a smile appeared on his lips.
It is said that "enemies are extremely jealous when they meet", let alone killing one's biggest enemy?
Zuo Yixian barely had time to think about why Chen Feiyu appeared here, let alone the boundless sword intent around him that seemed to be able to easily strangle him. He immediately shouted angrily, filled up his true energy, and jumped towards Chen Feiyu.
A surge of monstrous strength at the "Wen Xuan Stage" level instantly filled the surrounding area.
"Sure enough, you still maintain the level of strength of the 'Wenxuan Stage', very good, very good." The smile on Chen Feiyu's lips became thicker, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes for Zuo Yixian's attack: "You are just
How can a mere fairy in a painting or a sword-guarding spirit dare to attack my master?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Long Yuan sword inserted in the sword mound suddenly began to "buzz" and tremble, and a mysterious sword intent arose.
At the same time, Zuo Yixian's whole body was shaken. The real energy condensed in his hands instantly collapsed. There was a violent tearing feeling deep in his soul, and there was an unimaginable pain.
Rao Zuo Yixian, a rare strong man in the "Wenxuan Stage" in the world, could not bear such severe pain. Yangtian spit out a mouthful of blood and took several steps back.
Even though the sword intent in the sky did not attack him, he was still seriously injured!
Zuo Yixian finally stood firm and said in shock: "How...how could this happen? Why was I suddenly injured? What on earth is going on?"
"First of all, you have to understand the fact that you are already dead, and you died from the backlash of Long Yuan Sword." Chen Feiyu said calmly.
Even though Zuo Yixian was frightened in his heart, he still remained arrogant: "If I hadn't touched the Long Yuan Sword rashly, you would be a dead soul under me now!"
"That's not necessarily true, but it's not important." Chen Feiyu's eyes gradually turned sharp and he said, "What I want to say next is the key point."
Zuo Yixian knew that there was no hope of revenge at this moment, so he snorted, feeling awe-struck in his heart, knowing that what Chen Feiyu said next must be extraordinary.
"This is the world in my painting, and everyone who is killed by the Longyuan Sword will become a sword-guarding spirit."
"To put it more simply, I am a sword slave. From now on, you will only obey my sword slave. In other words, I will be your master from now on..."
"Impossible! You are just an ant. How can I be your slave when I am a dignified elder?" Zuo Yixian's face changed drastically, and then he became furious. He reluctantly raised Zhenyuan and struck Chen Feiyu with a palm in the air.
Being able to ignore the sword intent all around him and attack Chen Feiyu shows that Zuo Yixian is extremely angry and hateful!
However, the palm force he sent out dissipated into nothingness as soon as it was halfway through, and merged into the sword intent that filled the sky.
"It's not up to you." Chen Feiyu raised the corner of his mouth with a sarcastic smile, and with a thought in his mind, the Long Yuan Sword at the Sword Tomb suddenly flew into his hand.
He held the sword in his hand, and his whole aura suddenly changed!
The sword intent around me is getting stronger and stronger!
Zuo Yixian's face changed drastically, and a sense of trembling and surrender rose from the depths of his soul. With a "plop", he couldn't help but fall to his knees and said in shock: "How...how could this happen?"
"As the sword guardian of Longyuan Sword, you have no way to resist me." Chen Feiyu's mouth became more sarcastic: "Not long ago, I was in your hands with no room to fight back, but in the blink of an eye, I became yours.
Owner.
The contrast between before and after is so great, do you feel ridiculous?"
Zuo Yixian knelt on the ground and gritted his teeth, wanting to say a few harsh words, but under the influence of the feeling of surrender in his heart, no words came out of his mouth.
"Let me remind you, you are now equivalent to a soul body. If you die, your soul will really be scattered. You will not even have the chance to be reincarnated. You will disappear completely." Chen Feiyu suddenly raised the Long Yuan Sword and pointed at it.
Zuo Yixian asked solemnly: "I ask you, are you willing to surrender to me?"
He didn't have time to waste time with Zuo Yixian. If Zuo Yixian didn't agree, he would kill Zuo Yixian immediately without any hesitation!
Zuo Yixian knew that his life was completely in Chen Feiyu's hands. At this moment, the situation was stronger than others. He gritted his teeth and said: "I...I am willing to surrender!"