The purple back was firm and cold, and every step she took was one step closer to destruction, and the sky above her head still glanced coldly and haughtily at the world. Her unwilling gaze also became a mockery.

When Lei Gongdian saw her come out, she smiled contemptuously. The thunder and lightning in his hand struck, making a clanging sound. One sound after another, lightning tore through the night, but that moment of light brought a deeper sinking. She just stood there, letting the thunder and lightning strike her, not resisting, and smiling shallowly when she looked closely.

She had just given birth to a child, her spiritual power had not yet recovered, thirty-six thunderbolts had already crumbling down, looking back at the courtyard behind her, there was no movement in silence, it was the earth Xuan array that she had arranged with her last strength, the people inside couldn't get out, and the people outside couldn't get in, she looked at the mottled scars on her body, the pain was not good, maybe she never had a chance to look at the newborn child.

Mu Ziyin was anxious in his heart, and he saw Zihua rushing out in a hurry. So he took the child and followed. But at such a close distance, he kept standing still. It seemed as if something was holding him back, and he was breathless from the sudden suffocation, feeling as if he was about to be torn apart.

"Zihua!" He roared with all his might. Watching the emaciated figure fall to the ground, the prohibition also disappeared. He ran out with the child in his arms and held his limp body.

She smiled at him laboriously, "Ziyin, I'm tired. ”

Suddenly snowflakes floated and fell on her face, and in his heart, the thunder and lightning mother disappeared without a trace, and they hurried to the emperor to return to his life. Looking at that mortal, I only think it's funny, and the immortals have never died well in love. But one by one, like crazy, looking for the so-called love, life is only a hundred years, and the gods snap their fingers for a moment. How ridiculous.

The child cried "wow", tears falling down one by one, and he couldn't breathe from crying. Mu Ziyin had already put her down, holding the person in her arms tightly with both hands, afraid that if the hug was loose, the person would run away.

"Ziyin, between us, there is destined to be a part. This child is the last memory between you and me, her name, I have thought about it a long time ago, is it okay to call Wanyu? ”

"I listen to you, but you have to watch her grow up, how can I live with her without you?" The man in his arms grew lighter and lighter. So light that you can barely hold the weight.

"How I save you, even if it's against the sky, it doesn't matter."

"It's time for me to go, Ziyin, if there is an afterlife, don't forget me."

"You?" He was about to say something, but he saw that the person in his arms had dissipated, and there were hibiscus flowers flying in the air, which was supposed to be her like this.

"Zihua, can I accompany you?" He held the child in his arms, followed the petals, and walked step by step to the end of the Shuangtu River.

"What are you going to do?" The person at the end of the Shuangtu River was the Qinghua he had seen that day.

"She's gone, she's gone, why don't you save her?" He roared at him, "Aren't you a god? Why didn't you even save your sister? She's your sister. ”

Qinghua's eyes became fierce, "She gave you everything, but you didn't protect her." So, you deserve to die. ”

He paused, and then said, "But the child is innocent, this child has inherited most of her spiritual power and hard work, so this child, you must give it to me." ”

As soon as he raised his hand, the child was in his arms. The pink and tender little face is very similar to the appearance of my sister when she was a child, and her smart eyes are slightly sad, "You also know it, but what can be done, your mother is not a person who will compromise." ”

Carefully put the child aside, and looked at the depressed man coldly, "She loved, it turned out to be a coward." ”

"What do you mean?" Mu Ziyin was puzzled, he originally wanted to die, but now, it seems that there is still a chance.

"Can you give up everything?" Qinghua asked rhetorically.

"What else do I have to give up now?" Mu Ziyin smiled bitterly, "Say, I want to do something for her." ”

The hibiscus flowers in the air were gone, and there was not even a trace of them. A sense of powerlessness swallowed him, and when he heard Qinghua's rhetorical question, as if grasping the last hope, he had no reason to refuse.

"There is a sword in the underworld called Soul Eater, and if you pass its test, you can become its host. If you conquer him, you will have the power to avenge her. ”

Later, Mu Ziyin never thought that his life would change because of this. He also fantasized about the bloody rivers and lakes, but he chose tranquility by nature. Now it seems that he is still too weak to even take care of his wife. The infant baby has just been born, and there is no mother's care.

"Tell me, where is that sword?"

"You can't get a sword like this." Qinghua said lightly, Mu Ziyin was about to go crazy. He looked at his crazy appearance and was a little moved. The person my sister chose was really not an ordinary man. It's just that she died because of the sound. How could he forgive.

"Only the spirit of the underworld who does not enter the Yellow Spring can have a chance, but there is only one time, if you fail, you will never recover, have you thought about it?"

"Nature." Mu Ziyin looked at the baby in swaddling clothes, "Hold her away, I don't want her to watch me die." ”

With a wave of Qinghua's hand, the baby entered the side of the heavenly realm, and she turned into the form of a hibiscus flower, took root, grown, absorbed the aura of heaven and earth to purify, and gradually faded away from the roots.

Mu Ziyin snatched Qinghua's sword without hesitation, he looked at himself on the ground, and left without looking back. Soul Eater likes to hate, so the hatred in his heart is enough to attract Soul Eater, the depth of love, and the depth of hate.

He thought that since he met her, there would be no hatred in his life, she was so well-behaved and sensible, and never let him work hard. Bear everything silently, such a thin woman, for him to hold up a day. He also naively thought that he would give her happiness and would always protect her.

Reality cruelly gave him a slap, and this slap hurt his heart and hurt to the bones. He walked forward without distraction at the moment, and when he passed the Nai He Bridge, Meng Po handed over a bowl of soup.

"Drink it, and the dust will be broken."

casually knocked over Meng Po soup, and looked at people provocatively, "What is the past, the underworld is still far away." ”

Meng Po looked at her soup distressedly, "Idiot." ”

Mu Ziyin didn't stop, he had a faint feeling that the Soul Devouring Sword was not far away, as if it was a guide in the underworld, he went deep into the land of no reason and saw the Soul Devouring Sword surrounded by many souls.

"Is my grain coming again?"

A strange sound sounded in the air, and he followed the source of the sound to look, there was a silver-white sword, and the center of the sword was a blue ghostly light, as more and more souls were devoured, the blue light became more and more dazzling, and there was a cold aura oozing out, even if he was a ghost now, he couldn't help but want to hide away.

"You, are you going to challenge me? If you choose, there is no way back. The sword's eerie opening, and some excitement.

"I didn't have a way back."

"It's an interesting ghost, do you see those imps in front of me? All you have to do is get through the imps' lines and reach the center of the blue glow, and I'll let you win. ”

Soul Devourer slowly spoke, Mu Ziyin was a little surprised, just those little ghosts, it didn't look very difficult.

"My lord, you're too partial."

"It's just that you weren't so kind when we came."

"Your Excellency, you are eccentric."

The imps suddenly shouted, sounding like they were mostly talking about unfair rules, and the sword light shrank violently, and some of the ghosts disappeared at a speed visible to the meatballs. Suddenly, a soul stopped and began to examine this kind of person who was about to break through.

It wasn't until the test began that Mu Ziyin knew that these ghosts didn't seem easy to deal with. They will transform into various forms to interfere with the mind, and they will also gnaw wantonly, eating away at the flesh of its soul little by little. If the will is poor, it will soon be gone.

Is that so? That's even more interesting.

Mu Ziyin gradually deepened, and the ghosts he destroyed still had resentment until they dissipated, and his hatred for absorbing resentment was even deeper. But as the hatred deepened, he realized,

He can harness those hatreds to destroy the obstacles in front of him, but as long as he is in a trance, he will be occupied by hatred and put himself in danger.

In this battle, he faced not only Soul Eater, but also himself. Those ghosts are not scary, what is scary is the hateful self that is gradually getting stronger. The ghosts were watching the show at first, and then they became scared, outsiders who didn't seem to have much fighting power. Not your average horror. Later, Mu Ziyin had gradually become numb, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty light, and those ghosts made him feel happy.

"Come on, some more, and let me see how long you can float." He spoke at a rapid pace, showing his inner excitement.

There are more and more illusions, and sometimes he will drown in the illusions, and a voice will tell him, "Kill, kill, kill, if you don't kill it, it will destroy you, and you can't be destroyed." ”

Thinking of Zihua's appearance in his heart, he was full of power, and at the last moment, he placed it in the sword heart of the Soul Devouring Sword, feeling that the dark blue light was trying to devour him, he increased his strength to fight back.

"Lord, Soul Eater surrenders."

When Mu Ziyin's strength was about to run out, he heard these words. He almost fell, and the moment he regained his grip on the hilt, he felt empowered all over.

From then on, he was the host of the Soul Devouring Sword, Sword Shadow Ziyin.

The peace of the underworld was broken, and all the spirits remembered that there was a handsome and cold face who was used to wearing a purple cloak, and as soon as he made a move, the spirits were afraid. They surrendered one after another, and tens of thousands fell in his hands.

This naturally can't escape the high-level of the underworld, at this time the old Hades King is already lazy, and the Hades King Shizi Qing passed away and killed the Nine Beasts, Nine Infants, Ying Long, Pixiu, Jiaoduan, Lu Wu, Bai Ze, Fox, White Tiger, and Qinglong. I was bored, and suddenly I heard that such a character wanted to visit someone else and knocked on the door.

"I heard that there is a king in this underworld?" Mu Ziyin said coldly, with a hint of disdain. He's been fighting for a long time, and he's never met an opponent. At least no one dared to look at him directly in the two ways, so he was also a little tired.

"There have always been kings in the underworld, you are just a new soul, how can you be embarrassed to call the sword underworld?"

The ghostly flower on the ghostly flower said that the ghostly flower under his feet was the mount he had conquered for a long time. Looking at the Five Realms, no living being dares to compare.

Hua Ziyin saw that he refused to come down, and sneered, "Do you just want to sit on such a flower-like thing and fight with me?" He didn't know him, that's why he said so.

Qing Shu smiled, "I'm about to succeed the Hades King, and I won't lose anything from fighting you in this identity." ”

He took out his weapon, turned into a halberd, looked at the person below, jumped forward, and stood opposite the man.

"I don't need a mount today, please." He replied. "I forgot to ask your name. I am a passer. ”

"I, Sword Shadow Mu Ziyin."

As soon as the words fell, the Soul Devouring Sword in his hand flew up, and suddenly stabbed at Qing Shu, Qing Shu raised his halberd against each other, and in an instant it was already Qianhe.

"If you are defeated, stay and assist me." Qing said that he died.

"Okay, I'll answer you."

In an instant, the two of them made a comeback, and they did not give in to each other. The underworld soldiers dare not rely on each other within a hundred miles, otherwise they will be reduced to ashes. In the end, Qing Shu broke the halberd and sank into the sand to avoid Ziyin's ambush on all sides, which was worthy of his neck.

"I am defeated, and I am willing to be a minister. But. But you are the only minister. ”

"Please." Qing Shu helped him up.

The two of them then went hand in hand, conquered the three paths and eighteen rivers, and determined the underworld.

Ziyin reminisced about the past. If it weren't for the ruin, where would there be a rebirth now?