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Chapter 281: Ruthless Sword Spirit

What does it matter?

If you really want to talk about relationships, then the first thing that Ye Qingyun thinks of is Rou'er.

If he guessed correctly, Feng Meiyan was Ye Rou's mother.

It was because the other party felt that familiar smell on his body that he stayed.

And that trace of breath was brought by him from Rou'er's delicate body.

Thinking of Ye Roufan's mother, Ye Qingyun naturally thought of his mother.

In his previous life, he was an orphan, and with his own efforts, he became strong step by step and became a feared god of war.

In this life, he had parents, but one left him at a very young age, and the other was killed.

For him, he has never felt the love of his mother and father.

To be honest, he is still very envious of those children who have parents.

"Brother Ye, now that you are the chief disciple of the Venerable, it is natural that you have become a disciple of the Yuncang Holy Land, you can go to any place in this Yuncang Holy Land, and you will not be hindered at all. Yuntian said excitedly: "I heard that there is a cultivation treasure land in the Yuncang Mountain Range, and it is said that there is an artifact there. Brother Ye, why don't we go tomorrow?"

"Okay!" Ye Qingyun nodded heavily, he always felt that there was something there that made his heart flutter.

The two made an agreement and went to the cultivation treasure land together tomorrow morning.

When he came to the room, he first secretly glanced at Ye Rou, and when he saw that the other party was asleep, he didn't disturb the other party.

After a short period of cultivation, he slowly closed his eyes.

Time is passing fast.

In the early morning, it is full of energy.

Ye Qingyun and Yun Tian went to the cultivation treasure land.

Ahead, a small clear lake has a mountain range in front of it.

Walking on the stump of the branches and leaves, the sun shone down, stretching the figures of the two long.

Yesterday was a rainstorm, the sun was falling, and the rain and dew on the leaves and flowers were falling and shining.

"It's here. Yuntian said in a deep voice.

Ahead, there was a huge mountain range, and there was a deep crack in it, and a strong evil aura permeated the surroundings.

And there's a clearing below.

There weren't many people in the clearing, only a dozen or so.

They sat cross-legged, desperately absorbing the spiritual power that carried evil energy around them.

This is the cultivation treasure land of the Yuncang Holy Land.

Ye Qingyun looked ahead, looking at the crack, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

He finally felt the familiar breath.

Why was this aura so familiar to him?

"My old brother. His eyes moistened slightly, and the broken sword in his hand continued to buzz.

He could be sure that there must be his broken sword in the peak.

"I don't know how many ruthless swords are there?" his eyes lit up slightly.

Feeling the broken sword in his hand trembling continuously, and making a sword sound, he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, you will see it." ”

Now, in Ye Qingyun's hands, there is the first truncated sword, the second truncated sword and the eighth truncated sword.

He was six more than enough to recondense the Ruthless Sword.

Buzz!

The ruthless sword in his hand regained its calm after hearing Ye Qingyun's words, ringing a few times.

"I'm going into this crevice. After a long time, he uttered these surprising words.

"Fool, don't you know how strong the evil aura is here? Don't think that being the chief disciple of the Venerable One is self-righteous. "The person who spoke was no stranger to Ye Qingyun, he was Yin Ruosheng.

In essence, from this moment, Ye Qingyun had discovered Yin Ruosheng, but he didn't look at the other party because he felt that the other party was not worth his look.

Yin Ruosheng's current cultivation is indeed higher than Ye Qingyun's, but it is only a matter of time before Ye Qingyun defeats him.

"Brother Ye, I'll go with you. Although he didn't know why Ye Qingyun wanted to go in, Yun Tian didn't stop him, he could see the latter's thoughts.

However, he also knew how dangerous it was in that peak, and he was afraid that something would happen to the latter, so he planned to go in with Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun shook his head and said in a deep voice: "No need, you can stay here." ”

Yun Tian was stunned and could only nod.

"Hmph! The young man sitting cross-legged said with great disdain.

"You are just going to die, my eldest brother can go in, do you dare to go in? What qualifications do you have to say that you are a cowardly fellow like a mouse?" Yun Tian shouted, he had already seen that the other party was unhappy.

Yin Ruosheng's face twitched slightly, but after thinking of the other party's identity, he forcibly suppressed his anger, and a gloomy color appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He wanted to see how the idiot boy got out.

Under the extremely surprised eyes of everyone, Ye Qingyun walked into the crack step by step.

An astonishing aura spread out, like a sharp blade appearing in the void for no reason.

Ye Qingyun ignored the expressions of the people around him, his body gradually melted into the darkness, and no one noticed that the broken sword on his waist was trembling slightly.

All the way forward.

The evil qi did not hinder him in the slightest, because this evil qi he was most familiar with, it was the evil qi of his previous life.

In his previous life, he had killed countless people, leaving a thick aura on the ruthless sword.

If he guessed correctly, the broken sword hidden in the depths would be the third ruthless sword.

On the third ruthless sword contains the sword spirit.

I don't know, how is it now?

He continued to walk forward, his steps were heavy, and before he knew it, he had reached the depths, only to see a broken sword stuck in the gap in front of him.

There were several cracks on the broken sword, and the surrounding evil qi was generated from these cracks.

Looking at this broken sword, Ye Qingyun's eyes moistened slightly, this was his third truncated sword!

It's just that it seems that the sword spirit is no longer there.

However, think about it, how tragic that battle was back then!

His ruthless sword was cut into nine by the other party!

"I'm back......"

The voice of loneliness and loneliness echoed in this dark space.

The broken sword inserted in the crack trembled slightly when he heard this.

"Ruthless Sword Spirit, are you still there?"

Ye Qingyun's lips trembled, and his eyes trembled even more.

His hand rested on the broken sword, and suddenly, a feeling of blood dissolving in water directly erupted.

The broken sword was humming, and a burst of light erupted.

Immediately after, a figure slowly appeared in front of him.

It was an emaciated figure.

He was long, exuding a fierce aura all over his body, and he was wearing a robe.

The robe looked very strange, flowing with sword light, as if it was composed of countless sharp blades, and it seemed to be composed of stars in the sky, and it was extremely beautiful between the flows.