The sound of rain is like a waterfall, pouring down, shrouding this dark world under the rain curtain, the lightning that passes in the sky from time to time illuminates this world, the roar is deafening, so that there is a roaring voice in the sky between the torrential rain, and it is heart-palpitating to hear and hear.

The rain sprinkled on the candlestick through the window, and the burning candle flame shook slightly, as if it was about to be extinguished, but it was never extinguished by the rain, and it still burned itself, burning into green smoke, illuminating everything around it.

The cold water made the eagle slowly open his eyes, his eyes were cold and numb, he looked sideways at his side, and the two corpses fell at his feet, his eyes showed a trace of confusion, and in an instant he turned into a clear, and immediately got up and stood up, and the scene before his coma echoed in the deep groan.

Before the sharp pain in his heart made him unconscious, he only remembered the little bronze eagle in his hand, which looked very ordinary, like a trinket, but before it bloomed a strange red glow, like blood, and that blood seemed to sink into it just by looking at it.

The blood-colored red light was his last memory before he fell into a coma, and it was only at this time that he woke up, and he seemed to have been asleep for a long time in the coma, and it seemed to be just a moment, and in a trance, people couldn't really see everything in front of him, but the eagle's gaze was extremely bright and deep, looking at the benefactor who taught him to practice, and now he was an enemy, at this time it was just a corpse that fell to the ground, and in the end it would only become a handful of loess.

Walked forward and squatted down, turning his body over, the wound on his chest was so eye-catching, but it made the eagle's eyebrows frown slightly, because there was not the slightest blood flowing in this wound, only a hollow, very strange.

Glancing at the little bronze eagle still held in his hand, the eagle frowned and said nothing, but his palm was still groping on the corpse of the cultivator, but the groping was fruitless, making his face a little ugly, what he wanted was not on this person.

Angry and got up, the eagle angrily kicked the corpse with his foot, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes, even if there was a dead man under his feet, the one he personally killed! But he doesn't have any fear, because dead people are just dead people and will never make you feel threatened.

But for some reason, there was a faint pain in his heart, which made him frown, and finally put down his feet, turned around and walked towards another corpse, which was the person who abandoned him since he was a child, and even the moment he saw himself, what he thought of was not his bitterness as a son for so many years, but his own greed, this kind of person, really made him think about his father and mother when he was a child? He had some doubts, but he couldn't deny it, whether it was or not, now that he was dead, it was not his character to entangle him, even if his heart was dripping blood at this time, and the heart-rending pain permeated his whole body.

"I have never owed you anything in my life, and you have never owed me anything, although we are father and son, we are strangers, and we are strangers to each other, if you want to take my treasure today, I will also take something from you." The eagle had no hatred, no anger, only endless pain, permeating his heart, slowly leaning down, groping on the stranger's body, and after a while, an ancient book on the stranger's chest was taken out by him, staring at it, the handwriting on the ancient book was clearly visible, it seemed to be a practice of cultivation.

After a moment of silence, he slowly stood up, holding the blood-stained ancient book in his hand, and then put it in his arms.

"That's it, we're even."

Walking to the window, he glanced at his palm, a trace of blood was still warm, obviously not long ago, he should have only been unconscious for less than a stick of incense, otherwise the blood would not have left any residual warmth.

But what does this have to do with you? The eagle reached out and grabbed the candlestick behind the windowsill, then walked to the curtain, and gently brought the candle closer, and when the candle flame came near, the curtain began to burn, and the light of the fire reflected on the eagle's face, which made him look a little evil.

Turning a few more steps forward, he saw the futon on the clean bamboo bed, and an ancient scroll on the futon, the mottled marks on the ancient scroll seemed to be some years, and as the eagle approached, the ancient scroll shone slightly, and then slowly floated in the air.

Looking at this scene, the eagle groaned and put down the candlestick and walked slowly, and grabbed the ancient scroll in his hand, but the fingertips just touched, and the spiritual power suddenly rushed into his body from the ancient scroll, exactly the same as the previous little copper eagle, the eagle's face changed, and he just wanted to give up the ancient scroll in his hand, but the spiritual power on the ancient scroll was exhausted in an instant, and finally the light dimmed, and the moment the ancient scroll left his hand, it collapsed into a glowing starlight, and constantly submerged into the small copper eagle in the hand of the eagle, making the little copper eagle show the luster it once had, although it was still dim, But compared to before, it is still much more eye-catching.

"What the hell is this?" Looking at the little copper eagle in his hand, the eagle didn't know what to do, but at this time, he obviously felt that the spiritual power in his body was a little strange, much stronger than before, or because of the spiritual power of the little copper eagle before and the spiritual power on the ancient scroll at this time, he had a feeling of surging in his body, and the cultivator told him about the signs of breakthrough, although he didn't know how to break through, but it came naturally, and the cultivation breakthrough realm was exactly like this.

A burst of ripples spread from all over his body, and the eagle broke through the realm, although he didn't know what realm his cultivation was at this time, but he could feel that he seemed to be able to compete with the previous cultivators, which should be considered very strong.

He thought to himself, then he bent down again, picked up the candlestick, glanced at the candle flame faintly, and then the eagle threw it away, and when the candlestick crossed an arc, it landed on the bedding of the bamboo bed.

The eagle didn't look at it again, slowly turned around and walked out of the door, and when he came to the door, he glanced at the corpse of the person who taught him to practice, the corpse held a sword in the palm of his hand, and he clutched it very tightly.

"You taught me to practice, but you have been using me, this sword should be regarded as compensation for everything you have done to me." Squatting down and breaking the corpse's palm, the eagle held the green blade in his palm.

Slowly getting up, looking at the cold light of the blade, reflecting the burning fire, he turned and stepped out of the room, and walked into the rain.

The rain soaked all his clothes, his black hair wet his shoulders, and his sword in his hand, his figure was lonely.

Turn away and never return, never look back! The noise of the rain covered everything, but it could not hide the loneliness and desolation of the figure......

That night, he had lost everything, he was alone on the road, and in that room, the burning fire had hidden everything that had happened there, and even though it rained heavily, it had not extinguished the fire, just as the flame that burned in the eagle's eye when he departed, ignited the ...... that had never been touched in his heart Dark!

He fell into the demon path and became a member of the demon sect north of Shanhaiguan, in order to survive, he did everything he could, in order to live, he did everything he could...... I don't know how long it took, he was numb to the fight, for a life-saving elixir, he cast a spell to kill many people, the sword he had obtained from the cultivator had already been thrown in that unknown corner, he believed only in himself and his own strength.

The strong cultivation made him live until now, when he stepped into the Demon Sect, he knew his cultivation, it turned out, his cultivation was very weak, even a demon disciple could not win, after so many years of fighting, he knew a lot more, his current cultivation is quite strong, but he is still alone, he has never entered the Demon Gate, and there is no one in the Demon Gate to attract him, he wandered alone, until now, he picked up the brocade box in the blood water, it was a pill that could save people, he was seriously ill, Only the elixir in this brocade box could save his life.

The moment he opened the brocade box, his palm paused slightly, and he slanted his eyebrows and looked ahead, a person standing in the blood and mud full of corpses, he was a sword killer, an unknown Great Elder of the Nine Killing Hall, but his cultivation was extremely strong!

The two looked at each other quietly, and for a while no one spoke.

The eagle frowned, and just as he wanted to speak, he saw the sword sword speak.

"Give me that pill, and I'll let you live."

"Why?" Eagles asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You can't kill me, and you're not my opponent!" The sword killer opened his mouth lightly, looking at this young man covered in mud, he had some appreciation, only those who were killed in blood and fire were qualified to be favored by him now.

The eagle was silent, the person in front of him was right, he didn't even need to do anything, he just needed to hide the person who was staring at him in the dark to kill himself!

Although the man did not show his form, but the eagle could feel that someone was spying on him, the killing intent in the gaze was undisguised, so it hit his mind, the strange thing is that the gaze towards himself is like an illusion, when you try your best to explore the place where the gaze is, you suddenly find that there is nothing in the place where the gaze is, but the gaze is still there.

"But I can make you uncomfortable!" Crying Eagle suddenly put the elixir in the brocade box into his mouth and swallowed it.

"You're looking for death!" The sword-killing eyes showed murderous intent, and the beard and hair were all dancing endlessly, and the amazing momentum pressed towards the eagle.

In an instant, the eagle's complexion changed suddenly, the strength of the killing intent was the only one he had ever seen in his life, and he was suddenly shocked by this amazing momentum, and blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and he knelt on one knee and looked at the sword palely, some people were indescribably frightened, but there was no fear.

The sword came step by step, and the oppressive force became stronger and stronger, until he walked in front of the eagle, at this time the eagle was already kneeling on his knees, looking at the sword unyieldingly, his eyes were full of murderous intent, with endless anger, this feeling of being humiliated he had not felt for a long time.

Suddenly, the pressure on his body suddenly relaxed, and he saw the humanity in front of him.

"Come with me, I want to hear your story, as for that elixir, since you have taken it, it is also your creation, yours is yours after all, no one can force it." The sword slayer slowly turned around, and the figure that walked away gradually faded away.

Crying Eagle looked at the back of the sword-killer, and because of repeated times, he finally wiped the blood from his lips, and followed with a step, so he entered the Nine Killings Hall and became an elder of the Nine Killings Hall in the future!