Under the night sky, two figures walked briskly forward with a black cloth bag.

"It's here!"

Bang!

The two of them stopped and threw the black cloth bag on the ground casually, making a heavy sound.

The two wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and the man in front looked at the black cloth bag with a gloomy face: "It's really unlucky, this kid died when we were on duty at night." ”

The other person also looked unhappy: "I really don't know how this kid entered my Earth Spirit Sect, he has always looked sick." ”

"But don't say that although this kid has always looked like he is going to die, his strength is not small. ”

"Anyway, now that he is dead, he doesn't have to suffer. ”

The man in front looked up at the desolation around him, and at the tattered black cloth on the ground, and felt a little panicked.

"Walked away. ”

The two of them looked hurried and left the place quickly, as if they didn't want to stay here at all.

The black cloth bag lay quietly on the ground, without the slightest sound.

Just as the two of them were far away, the space above the black bag rippled slightly, and a black shadow slowly emerged.

The black shadow stared at the black cloth bag underneath, and a deep voice sounded: "The deity has finally arrived." ”

The black robe slipped from the black shadow, revealing the true face of the person who came.

Sword eyebrows and white beard, this is an old man. It can be seen that the old man was extremely handsome when he was young, and his body unconsciously exuded a noble atmosphere, which was incompatible with the surrounding environment. It's just that the weakness of the old man's breath and the feeling of twilight make people feel that his time is running out.

The old man's right hand swiped slightly, and the black cloth bag parted, revealing a young but sallow face.

He stared at the young face, and in his pupils there was something that ordinary people could not see, it was the dissipating soul of this young man who had just died.

"The soul is gone, and the hour is just right. ”

As the words fell, the old man exhaled slightly, and his hands slowly sealed.

What was shocking was that a trace of green smoke came out of the old man's body, his body continued to dissipate, and finally his body was completely transparent, and the moonlight sprinkled down directly through his body, and the already weak aura on his body was even weaker.

Then his body flashed, and he actually got directly into the young man's forehead.

Just as the old man's body disappeared, a white light crossed the sky, and the figure that followed the old man's disappearance also entered the young man's forehead.

......

In the darkness, the old man put his hands behind his back, quietly watching the faint light in front of him gradually dissipate. He was waiting, waiting for the young man's soul to dissipate completely.

Airplanes!

In the darkness behind the old man, a flash of white light suddenly flashed.

The old man turned around with a slight frown, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know which fellow Daoist?"

"Where is this?"

A puzzled voice came out of the white light, and as the white light gradually dissipated, an illusory figure like the old man slowly emerged.

This illusory figure looked to be in his twenties, with a slight dazing look on his angular face.

The next moment, the blankness on the man's face disappeared, and his sharp gaze looked at the old man who was looking at him.

"Who are you?

Looking at the old man's illusory body, the man was shocked in his heart, and at the same time, he also found that his body was also illusory, and at the same time, he stared at the old man opposite tightly while being shocked.

The old man looked at the man with a frown, his face puzzled.

"The soul is so weak, why can it still condense after leaving the body?"

His vicious gaze saw at a glance that this young man's soul was weak and pitiful, and it was only the strength of the soul of a mortal realm cultivator.

His eyes were slightly cold, and the old man met the man's vigilant gaze: "Who are you, why did you appear here?"

The man looked calm in the face of the strangeness of everything around him: "My name is Yang Qilin, where is this?"

As the two spoke, the light not far away had gradually dissipated to the point that there was only a trace left, and at this rate, it would soon dissipate completely.

The old man's right hand was raised slightly, and he looked at Yang Qi indifferently: "I don't know how you entered here with your strength, but the things that the deity likes are not something you can touch." ”

His right hand clenched slowly, and he was going to crush the soul that was like an ant in his eyes.

Without any warning, Yang Qilin's whole body froze, and a terrifying force that he couldn't withstand enveloped his whole body, squeezing his body. Horrified, he was completely unable to comprehend what was happening, which was completely beyond his knowledge.

At this time, he had no flesh and no bones, but he seemed to hear the sound of his own bones shattering. He stared at the old man's indifferent and ruthless gaze, the old man did not waver, and his right hand was about to be completely clenched.

Airplanes!

Just when Yang Qilin thought that he was going to die, and just when the old man also thought the same, Yang Qilin's body suddenly bloomed with white light.

In front of Yang Qilin's illusory head, a jade plate slowly emerged, looking like a delicate antique porcelain bowl. The jade bowl was only the size of a fist, but the moment it appeared, it dispelled the powerful force on Yang Qilin's body, giving him a chance to breathe.

The old man's indifferent face changed at this time, and he looked at the jade bowl with some surprise: "Could it be an immortal weapon?"

The old man finally knew why Yang Qilin was so weak in strength, but he was able to maintain his soul after leaving his body.

"Even if it's an immortal weapon, you can't control it even a bit with your strength!"

The old man snorted coldly, still not letting go of Yang Qilin's thoughts.

Even if he was extremely weak at this time, even if his strength was not one in all, he was completely sure to kill Yang Qilin, who had an immortal weapon to protect his body.

The pupils shone brightly, and a powerful oppressive force emanated from the old man's body.

Yang Qilin looked aggrieved, this old man was like an immortal he had heard of when he was a child, and he could destroy the enemy with a wave of his hand, and his skills were completely unused under this old man. He has always believed that it is better to seek others than himself, and at this time he can only set his eyes on the jade bowl.

The old man looked at Yang Qilin with disdain: "The urging of the immortal weapon requires an extremely large amount of energy, depending on your ......."

Airplanes!

The next moment, the jade bowl turned over, and the mouth of the bowl faced the old man, and a strange power suddenly spread out from the mouth of the bowl, enveloping the old man.

"What is this ......?"

The old man could no longer be calm, and his body shrank rapidly before the words fell, and finally only a fist-sized miniature figure remained, quickly heading towards the mouth of the bowl, and then disappeared directly, as if swallowed by the jade bowl.

Yang Qilin looked at this scene dumbfounded, his head was confused, and he couldn't react at all. It was at this time that the soul light of the dead young man was completely gone.

Airplanes!

The jade bowl shook slightly, and Yang Qilin suddenly hugged his head, with a splitting headache. Countless things were poured into his head, as if he wanted to burst his head.

Finally, the pain reached its limit, and his eyes went black, and he fainted completely.

......

In the desolate place, the black cloth pocket that had been opened was completely torn open, and the young man who was originally dead suddenly straightened up.

Scam the corpse!

If this scene is seen by others, I am afraid it can scare people a lot.

"Shhh

The young man's sallow face was full of pain, and he pressed his forehead with his hands in pain.

Yang Qi...... Earth Spirit Sect...... Southern Xuanyu!"

The young man's mouth kept muttering something before he slowly stopped.

He lowered his hands and slowly raised his head, his eyes shining.

"God doesn't think that my life in my last life was not exciting enough to send me to such a magical place!"

Images kept flashing in his mind, which was his past.

Yang Qilin, one of the strongest mercenaries on the earth, lives a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife every day.

He only pursues two things, money and excitement.

His opponents on the earth are the world's top peers, many of whom are extremely strong special forces, killers, and martial artists, every mission is a life of death, every day is to live on the tip of a knife, and there is no job that makes Yang Qilin feel more exciting than a mercenary

In terms of money, the rewards for each mission are generous enough to drive the average person crazy.

But this is a thing of the past, because Yang Qilin is no longer on Earth now.

He's in the Southern Domain. Xuanhuang World, South Xuanyu.

"Xuanhuang World, Magical World!"

Yang Qilin was immersed in the memories left by the dead "Yang Qi", and his heart was shaken.

In the previous life, he was an out-and-out atheist, he didn't believe in demons and monsters, and he didn't believe in any ghost legends, but now he is shaken.

Xuanhuang World, what is pursued here is the Immortal Dao! This is a ...... The world of cultivators!

There are many sects here, and there are countless strong people, and Yang Qi is a disciple of the sect of the Southern Xuan Domain for the Earth Spirit Sect.

The Nine Grades of the Mortal Realm, the Nine Grades of the Purple Mansion, the Nine Grades of the Yuan Shen, the Seventy-two Grades of the Earth Evil, the Thirty-six Grades of Tiangang, etc., and there are more legendary immortals.

It's not uncommon to fly away here, and the strong people here can move mountains and reclaim the sea with a flip of their hands. What makes Yang Qilin's blood boil even more is that there are no rules here, killing people is not illegal, snatching is justified, as long as the fist is big enough, everything is right.

He loves the world!

"Could it be that the old man just now is a cultivator?"

Yang Qilin was suddenly startled, if it weren't for the help of the jade bowl, I'm afraid he would have really died. Thinking of this, he touched his forehead, and he could feel that the jade bowl was here.

"Thank you......"

He muttered.

His mouth moved slightly, and he touched his teeth slightly with his hand, and there were tiny yellow particles on his fingers. His brow furrowed slightly, the smell of this thing was all too familiar to him.

His eyes changed slightly, and he stood up, his heart surging. With a strong heart and the ability to adapt to horror over the years, he quickly accepted what he was now.

"Yang Qilin is dead, now I am Yang Qi!"

This life is beyond his imagination.

In this life, he wants to create a life that is even more wonderful than the previous life!