What the night god said is true, and the murderous nature will eventually pay the price. Even if the people killed are not pure and good, whether it is spirits, resentful spirits, or demons, the way of heaven is fair, they exist in Lethe, and they are entrusted with the task of eliminating the evil spirits of the human race, so they cannot be killed at will.

The Protoss is only the powerhouse of the Six Realms, not the master of the Six Realms. The creatures of the Six Realms, each holding its own law, exist in heaven and earth. The Emperor of the Protoss, just because of his own feelings, it is already a monstrous sin to pacify the creatures of Lechuan.

Back then, Jiang Yi violated the way of heaven, forcibly sheltered the Yue Yue, who was supposed to exterminate the clan, and became an enemy of the human emperor, so he was punished by the way of heaven, lost his cultivation, and finally died under the chaotic arrows, why not be miserable.

Fu Li, how could he withstand the backlash and heavenly calamity of tens of millions of undead in Lethe? Jiang Yi didn't dare to imagine it. They are gods, even though they are high up and control infinite divine power, but they are not without taboos, they are born with divinity, justice, love, purity, all good words are heavy shackles. Once they deviate, they will be purified by the Heavenly Dao, or they will fall into demons, or they will be dissipated directly. Tens of thousands of years of cultivation, one is ascension, and the other is concentration.

God cannot be cruel, he cannot be murderous, whether it is to use "human killing" or "plague killing", it is wrong. Even if the person who is killed is destined to be killed, it can only be admonished, warned, disciplined, and even punished. For life and death, they have no executive power, I don't know when it began, maybe from the day when the Protoss completely gained the power of the Terran faith, relying on and relying on the good fortune of the Terran Race, they have lost the right to execute.

The same goes for the human soul. What's more, it was the resentful soul who executed the choice in Lethe, and Fuli intervened in the reincarnation of the human race.

Jiang Yi looked at Fu Li, and saw that he had forbearance on his face, and with a hand that held down Fu Li's hand that wanted to draw his sword, the sword light of Chengying was slightly unsheathed, with messy killing intent. Since Fu Li came out of the Kunlun Mirror, Jiang Yi always felt that something was wrong with him, but he didn't know what was wrong. Worried, he secretly decided that he would definitely find an opportunity to go into the Kunlun Mirror alone to check it out.

Meng Po noticed the undisguised murderous intent in the air, and immediately panicked, and with a bang, she knelt down, and begged for mercy loudly with a sharp voice, not at all arrogant.

"The emperor spares his life! The emperor spares his life! I don't say anything, I don't say anything!"

Jiang Yi was stabbed in the ear for a while, frowned, and said in his heart This woman is really spineless, hey, just angry at him. His lips moved, and he was about to say something.

Suddenly, a huge pillar of light rushed out from Lethe River under the bridge, flew up and flew out more than ten zhang high, and the surrounding overflowing starlight aura floated and gathered in the past, and the pillar of light instantly became more dazzling, illuminating Lethe River as bright as day.

Jiang Yi's eyes tingled, he let go of Fu Li, covered his eyes with his hands, and showed a painful look on his face.

Fu Li also narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Chengying sword body was all unsheathed, protecting Jiang Yi behind him.

With Fu Li in front of him, Jiang Yi felt much better. As soon as he opened his eyes, in an instant, the pillar of light was like a giant dragon rising into the air, passing over Fuli and enveloping Jiang Yi.

The sharp sword light of Chengying immediately slashed down intensively, but it was all melted into it by the pillar of light, and it could not hurt a single bit.

Jiang Yi was wrapped in a huge aura, but he didn't feel any discomfort, and even had an incredible sense of calm, as if his soul was connected with this pillar of light. He slowly fell from this pillar of light like a dead leaf.

Beyond the pillar of light, there was a rain of sword light and spiritual power.

Jiang Yi fell into the gentle and irresistible water flow of Lethe, and in front of him was a vast white, and he looked sideways, as if there was only pure white in the world, and the white margin, densely packed, seemed to have many, many black spots, just like a toxin spreading, marching, encroaching, and extremely slow.

He tried to lift up to see what it was, but he couldn't move, so he had to rest.

In an instant, the pillar of light disappeared along with Jiang Yi, the day was gone, the darkness regained the dominance of Lethe, and the surrounding starlight was scattered again.

In a trance, Jiang Yi seemed to see the cold expression on Fu Li's face collapse, fear and worry were clearly revealed, those deep black eyes faintly revealed red light, and the tails of his eyes were like flowers on the other side of the Lethe River, fiery red as blood. Jiang Yi couldn't help but think of that dream, that year, on the Qinchuan River, Fu Li pierced his chest with a sword, he covered the blood hole, and fell into the raging river with a smile.

It's incredibly painful.

It's not because of the cold glow of the tip of the shadow sword, or because he can't bear the coldness of the water in the extreme north, but because of the glance he raised his head when he fell into Qinchuan. Fu Li's eyes, which seemed to be forever cold and unforgiving, made him feel pain. So much so that for countless nights after that, this image haunted him for life, becoming his nightmare, even if he died, he could not let go.

He couldn't help but want to laugh, obviously he wasn't a hypocritical person, but he couldn't forget it.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Yi woke up from his coma, his eyes were still dazzling, he closed his eyes, tore off a piece of his shirt, and tied it as a white silk to his face, covering his eyes. After getting used to it for a while, he looked around, and there was still a galaxy and a spiritual sea around him, but he didn't know if he was still in Lethe River, or if he was in an illusion.

Jiang Yi raised his eyes and looked at the pillar of light in front of him, and in a white light, something was floating in it. He didn't dare to make a rash move, but the light in front of him was too bright, and even if he was covered with white silk, he couldn't see what was inside. I had to use my spiritual sense to find out. He reached out and bit his fingertip, and a drop of blood came out, then turned into a red butterfly and flew into the pillar of light.

The spiritual sense entered the light, and Jiang Yi looked at it intently, and was momentarily stunned.

In the midst of the glory, a slender ice crystal sword stood, the sword body was polished with silver light, engraved with the word "Yaoguang", and the scabbard of Tenglong Panqi was embedded with golden strings.

This huge light is actually the sword mark emitted by this sword!

No wonder he felt the intention of summoning in the dark, no wonder this starlight aura could appease his soul, no wonder, this Lethe, no longer half of the resentful spirit can survive.

This is, keeping the covenant. This is the sword of the Yaoguang Sword God, keep the promise!

In the 438th year of the ancient Yueyue calendar, foreign invasions, the sword pointed at Qinchuan, and the moon had no power to resist, and tens of millions of people worshiped the sky by the river, asking for the protection of the gods.

The army approached the city, but the Protoss did not respond at all, seeing that the enemy army was about to cross the border, he was about to kill with his sword in hand.

Invite the Moon National Teacher, a gray-haired old man, angrily drew his sword and killed himself, wanting to exchange his life for the mercy of the gods. But at that time, the Protoss lacked divinity and was only for profit, how could he spend his efforts to save Yingyue because he was an ant man. They are all waiting in the sky, waiting for the moon to be slaughtered, waiting for the new human race to occupy this land, and they can do everything they can to gain the faith of the human race in exchange for rich merits to achieve higher god ranks.

This abacus is very good, Ying Yue is not a naturally generated human race in the world, they are self-sufficient, indifferent and tranquil, and they are even more desireless than the gods in the sky, and the gods can't get any benefits from them at all. The newly-born human race is different, even if the Eastern Emperor Bell has been destroyed three times, and the human race is no longer evil and ugly by nature after being purified, they are still selfish, hypocritical, insatiable, and insatiable. There are infinite possibilities hidden in them, as long as they have the desire of the Protoss, they are an inexhaustible treasure trove of spiritual power.

There is no need to consider the choice between the two. It's a pity that the Protoss' wish was disappointed.

In the prayer of all the people, in the sky above Qinchuan, the glow suddenly appeared, the golden dragon soared into the clouds, and the Donghuang Bell that had been silent in the heavenly palace for a long time thundered endlessly. Shocked, the Heavenly Divine Monarch panicked and came one after another.

A young man in white fell from the sky and landed in Qinchuan, this person with black hair and black eyes, handsome and extraordinary, with a wave of his big hand, the powerful spiritual power swept away, and tens of thousands of enemy troops retreated to a hundred miles away from the moon, but did not hurt a single soldier. Then he raised his eyes and looked at the gods who were coming to the clouds, his eyes were colder and purer than ice, and he pointed a little at his fingertips, and the prohibition covered the entire Inviting Moon Territory.

The gods withdrew a few feet in an instant, and some gods with low spiritual power were even sent out by this forbidden bomb.

The people of Yueyue stood on the bank of Qinchuan and watched for a long time, dumbfounded for a while, and after waking up, they all knelt down.

Tiangong Xuanji Pavilion, a god seat pressed above the emperor, ranked below the god seat of the creation god, engraved with the word Yaoguang, shining, and the East Emperor Bell together, lit up for three days and three nights.

The sword god Yaoguang was born in response to the catastrophe and was born.

Jiang Yi himself didn't know where he came from, he didn't even have a real body, although he had the name of a sword god, he didn't have a sword. He has no name, no surname, no father and no mother, and in this heaven and earth, he is at a loss, and he does not know where to go. It was Invite Yue who accepted him, and gave him the name Jiang Yi with Jiang Shan as his surname and Sun and Moon as his name. When the people of Yueyue saw that he was dressed in white all day long, empty-handed, they tried every means to find a magic weapon for him.

This is the only god of Yueyue, and the people of Yueyue treat him respectfully and lovingly, seeing him as both a god and a child.

To the north of the Qinchuan River, in the extremely cold land, there is a snow-capped mountain that does not melt all year round, and there are ice crystals hidden on it, which is said to be a sacred object that existed here before the creation of the world and before the division of heaven and earth.

The people of Yueyue had never been to a place other than Qinchuan, but for the sake of their dear sword god, they spontaneously formed a team and secretly crossed the river to climb the snowy mountains to collect ice crystals, hoping to create a peerless sword worthy of the name of the sword god.

Sensing that someone had been banned, Jiang Yi immediately wanted to check, but the sky was cloudy, and he was stopped by a mighty group of gods, who didn't ask the reason, they denounced him as an evil god, and wanted to eliminate the demon and eliminate him.

Jiang Yi had just ascended to the throne, his divine consciousness was unstable, although his spiritual power was strong, he could not completely manipulate it, and he was beaten by the gods and bruised all over his body. Although he was covered in blood, the Protoss couldn't really kill him, he was worried about the people of the Inviting Moon, set a ban to trap the Protoss, didn't want to fight, and hurried to the snowy mountain.

He searched all over the snow-capped mountains, but there was no trace of the human race, he dragged a wound, his white clothes were stained with blood, and he was particularly conspicuous in the wind and snow.

Finally, in a small cave, he found the corpse of the confinement people. The frozen corpses were close to each other one by one, and in each person's hand, they were holding a piece of cold and wanton ice crystals, with a slight smile on their faces.

Jiang Yi probed one by one, but no one survived.

He touched his chest, feeling pain for the first time. Tears welled up in his heart and flowed through his eyes, and he rubbed them with his fingertips, looking at the water on his hands, and couldn't understand why he was so sad.

He brought back all the corpses and ice crystals, trying to gather the souls of the human race, but could not find a trace of souls, he doubted in his heart, preserved all the corpses, and continued to search for a way to gather souls for thousands of years.

It's a pity that Jiang Yi later learned that the people of Yueyue were not real human races, and they had no soul at all.

These ice crystals, unforged, took on their own overnight.

Jiang Yi picked up this sword that he exchanged for the lives of the people of Yingyue, and the spiritual power around his body was unimpeded, he was sad and angry in his heart, and he practiced hard day and night, and he was not worthy of being a god if he did not take revenge. This sword light swept straight through the Heavenly Palace Divine Mansion, disturbing the Divine Clan.

Soon, the first encirclement and suppression came, in that battle, Jiang Yi killed hundreds of gods, skinned and scaled their god bodies, and sent them to the snowy caves, using the cold mangs of the sword body as a prohibition, so that the gods and souls were imprisoned here forever, and the people who died for him were sacrificed. It wasn't until later that the moon was exterminated and Yaoguang fell, and no one could break his ban and take away the corpse of the Protoss.

The sword of ice crystals, Jiang Yi is named after the covenant, which means to fight for the guard of the moon and fight to the death. Up to the gods, down to the demons, inside and outside the Six Realms, intending to harm those who invite the moon, this sword will surely die.

Countless memories came to his mind, Jiang Yi shook his head, forced himself to calm down, looked at the clear sword around him, withdrew his divine sense, and reached out to shake it in the light.

The moment he held the hilt of the sword, his heart was extremely heavy, he remembered the oath he made to invite the moon vividly, no matter how many times he was reincarnated, no matter who he was, he would always be the general of the ancient country to invite the moon. Loyalty to that land, above all else, was engraved in his soul like a brand.

Guangliang and Xinghui were all put into the sword body, Jiang Yi held the long sword in his hand, and the scabbard around his waist was already hung up nowhere, he smiled, sorted out his emotions, put Shou Yu into the scabbard, and stroked the golden strings wrapped around the hilt of the sword. Then he tiptoed a little, and returned to the Lethe River, where the water around him was no longer surging with inspiration. Without the spiritual pressure of the Excalibur, I believe that this Lethe River will soon be able to return to its original state.

"Jiang Yi. ”

Hearing this name, he looked back and saw that Fu Li was rushing here, he took off the cold mask on his face, with a bright panic and joy, his feet were extremely fast, as if he didn't know what to do.

Tut-tut, he couldn't help but pout, there was still one day when he could see Emperor Fuli like this, Jiang Yi thought to himself, he was really lucky in three lives.