In the desolate ancient jungle, Sikong Fei ran wildly with Ye Qiyan and among the bushes, his body was like electricity and wind, and it was almost difficult to find his trace, I am afraid that even the best demon beasts running through the jungle may not be able to be faster than him.

Today's Sikong Fei is very powerful, with the body of the Fifth Heaven fighting the Qingyang Holy Son of the Sixth Heaven Cangluan for thousands of rounds, if it is a battle at the same level, it is not known who is weak and who is strong.

It can be said that his combat power is almost close to the Holy Son level, and he already belongs to the top group of young people in the land of the Southern Regions.

But for him, what he does best is not fighting, but speed.

As early as when Sikong Fei was still in the Nine Heavens of the Mortal Realm, his speed had almost reached several times that of Ye Qiyan at that time, and when he ran with all his might, Ye Qiyan was not even qualified to eat soil behind him.

At that time, Sikong Fei fought alone as a spiritual realm cultivator, and he could almost rely on his speed to make that person not even touch his clothes.

Today, he has reached the Fifth Heaven of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and his cultivation is much higher than when he and Ye Qiyan first met.

His full speed is probably beyond even the reach of a Divine Wheel Realm master. Ye Qiyan hurried up for three days with all his might, and with his full strength, it only took a little more than a day to reach the ancient jungle. And this is still the case when he is carrying Ye Qiyan.

Since yesterday night Qiyan turned the east gate of the entire Qingyue Ancient City into ruins with a single sword, and killed the Qingyue City Lord, he carried Ye Qiyan all the way towards the desolate ancient jungle, and finally escaped from the siege of Qingyang Palace.

Although he has been wandering the world all year round, and there are many places he is familiar with in the Southern Regions, and he has more choices to go, but his intuition tells him that the Ancient Jungle is the safest for them at this time.

The fact that Ye Qiyan is possessing demonic skills and demonic artifacts must have spread all over the world, so no matter where Ye Qiyan flees to, as long as there is a place with people, there must be a possibility of being discovered, and once it is discovered, there is no way out of life in the state of Ye Qiyan at this time.

Therefore, the sparsely populated and dangerous ancient jungle is undoubtedly their best choice.

Sikong Fei carried Ye Qiyan on his back and went straight to the place where the two of them had chosen to grow the Hidden Colorful Lotus, although it was not far from the Ancient Jungle, it was almost still on the periphery. But the lake within the lake is so secretive that it is almost impossible to be discovered.

Sikong Fei released the breath of his spiritual realm all the way, shocked many demon beasts and fierce beasts, and entered the ink demon snake cave all the way unimpeded, and came to the cold pool, and then put down Ye Qiyan and breathed.

However, at this time, Ye Qiyan's state was very bad, his physical body was fine, but his soul was in a dark predicament.

In the dark and boundless world, Ye Qiyan walked forward. Ever since he swung that sword, his spirit had been pulled into this dark world, and no matter what method he used, he couldn't get out.

Although he felt that time could not be felt here, there was a panic in his heart, he was afraid that he would be trapped here forever. He was afraid that he would not be able to go out again to avenge his parents, relatives and friends, he was afraid that he would not be able to see Yu'er again, and he was afraid that he would not be able to see Shizun and Brother Cang again.

He roared loudly, trying to use his supernatural sword skills to break through this place, but there was no way, everything he had learned in eight years could not be done here. At the moment, he was like a mortal and did nothing.

"Love Devouring Demon Knife, did you make a ghost, you come out for me. Get out of here, let me out. Ye Qiyan shouted at the sky above his head.

Because he felt that all of this might have something to do with the magic knife that changed everything about him. Because he only became like this after he swung that knife.

And he always felt that this Love-devouring Demon Knife was definitely not that simple, although the Demon Knife never showed anything, but he always felt that there was some conspiracy in the appearance of the Demon Knife.

"Love Devouring Demon Knife, you give it back to me, I know you're here, you can understand me, you come out, I want to talk to you. Ye Qiyan continued to yell.

He shouted again and again, almost hoarse, but there was still no trace of the magic knife. He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he had guessed wrong? Is the magic knife really unconscious? If it is unconscious, then how did it appear in his sea of consciousness?

Just as he was thinking to himself, suddenly the dark place shook, and from the infinite depth, a black and purple light lit up, flying towards him in the distance.

That light was not very obvious in such a dark place, because there was a pitch-black demonic aura, so even the purple was very dim.

However, seeing this light, Ye Qiyan's mind became active, and a pair of eyes lit up.

Soon, the magic knife came to the top of Ye Qiyan, and a faint black-purple light came, revealing a noble aura.

Unruly, domineering, empty-eyed.

This is the aura that Ye Qiyan felt from the magic knife.

He asked softly, "Demon Knife Devourer?"

But he just finished speaking. The magic knife above trembled slightly, and bursts of black-purple light spread out like waves, cleansing the void. Then Ye Qiyan heard an extremely indifferent voice.

"You...... Looking for me?"

This is the sound of the magic knife, the sound coming from inside the magic knife.

The voice was like the aura on the magic knife, very cold and arrogant, but there was a hint of surprise, as if it was a little shocked why Ye Qiyan knew about its existence.

Ye Qiyan was startled by the sound, and immediately took a few steps back.

The magic knife was silent, but Ye Qiyan felt a trace of contempt on it, and suddenly there was a trace of anger on his face.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "What if I'm looking for you?"

The magic knife seemed to have not expected this, and was suddenly a little silent, and only said after a while: "Heh, it's not good." ”

This time it was Ye Qiyan's turn to be stunned, and he didn't expect the magic knife to answer like this. It's not the same as he imagined.

"What's not good?" Ye Qiyan asked a little confused.

Isn't the magic knife supposed to show the anger of being recognized, and then coerce and induce him to sell his soul to do things for it? And then the magic knife passed on his magic skills to dominate the world and become a big devil?

What's going on now?

"Otherwise, what do you think I'm supposed to say?" said the Magic Knife with some amusement.

"This, that, this ......" Ye Qiyan suddenly seemed to be stuck with a fly, and he didn't know what to say.

After holding it for a long time, Ye Qiyan said with some anger: "Since you didn't think about it, then why did you trap me here and not let me go out." I still have to go out to avenge my father. ”

"Also, why did you choose me to parasitize in my sea of consciousness......

"Why do you want me to fall into demons, why do you want to cut off my cultivation path......

"Why are you forcing me to practice magic skills......

Ye Qiyan's series of questions were all spilled out like beans poured into a bamboo tube, and he had always had a deep grudge against the magic knife in his heart, and even he thought that all this was because of the magic knife, if it weren't for the magic knife's possession, maybe he wouldn't have ended up so miserable.

"Stupid!" the extremely threatening voice of the magic knife came, shaking Ye Qiyan's soul and almost shattering.

"Do you know who you are? Why is your surname Ye, where does your name come from, where does your blood come from? Do you know where this delusional Heavenly Demon Sutra comes from?"

"I don't know anything, and I speak falsely. How can you be worthy of your supreme bloodline?"

The voice of the magic knife became more and more angry, and later it almost turned into a thunderous rage. The entire dark world trembled at the sound of the magic knife, almost collapsing. If it weren't for the magic knife deliberately not affecting him, otherwise he would have been scattered at this time.

Ye Qiyan trembled, not just because the magic knife was too intimidating. And because of the words spoken by the magic knife, his heart trembled.

"My name, my surname, my blood, who am I?"

"I'm Ye Qiyan, my surname is ...... The surname of the night, does this Emperor Heaven Realm have the surname of the night besides me?"

"My name...... Seven words, seven words, seven words, what is the meaning?"

"Where does my blood come from?"

Ye Qiyan muttered in a low voice.

It's not that he hasn't thought about these questions, he had suspected his bloodline when he first discovered that the magic knife had entered his body, and he thought about asking his father when he got home, but after his cultivation was abolished, he put it in his mind.

Especially after the death of his parents, there is nowhere to be found, and there is no answer to any questions.

Now the magic knife asked, but it made him remember everything.

"Then you say, who am I, where does my blood come from, you say, you say!" Ye Qiyan raised his head suddenly, and shouted with red eyes, his eyes full of madness.

"What about the name, what about the surname, what about the bloodline?"

"I only know the parents of those who gave birth to me, the teachers who taught me, and the Yu'er who loved me. They are my life, my belief and the meaning of my existence. ”

"If you can give them back to me, even if you give up your flesh and blood, scatter your whole body and cultivate all your life, and teach me that my soul is scattered and I can't be reborn forever?"

"But can you?

"Since I can't, what's the use of wanting your supreme bloodline!"

Ye Qiyan frantically pounced on the magic knife to catch it, but he couldn't reach it. He couldn't help but have a bloodthirsty glow in his eyes, and even a deep and demonic purple magic light invaded his eyes again, almost drowning him.

When the magic knife saw Ye Qiyan's crazy appearance, he was also silent for a while.

He shook the blade gently, and suddenly another burst of demonic light struck again, cleansing the void and causing Ye Qiyan to fall into a coma.

Then, there was a slight tremor on the magic knife, and a voice said faintly: "I know you don't want to inherit this bloodline. But, it's your life. Since you have this surname, you have this name, then you have to bear all the pain and suffering for your name and surname. ”

"Because, it's your life. ”

After saying that, the magic knife also fell silent, no longer shining brightly, and no longer emitting the slightest sound. The whole world fell silent.

ps: Oops, it's been a long time since I've been shameless, come on, shamelessly beg for rewards, flowers, stamps, and red envelopes. Come and cheer~~~