The touch of the wind is gentle and euphemistic, different from the silence that sneaks into the window, the sound of the wind outside slowly drifts into the ears, and people can't help but enjoy it.

Qing stood behind the railing on a high place, looked at Erin, who was sweating and insisting on practicing swords, raised his hand and yawned, it was getting dark, this kind of weather was very suitable for entering the bed in advance.

Looking at Erin's persistence for several years, Qing couldn't help but laugh, the reason for becoming stronger is hard work and talent, the reason why the holders of the Demon God and the Vision of God are eye-catching is because they are strong enough before they become this identity.

It's just that when he inadvertently recalled the past, Qing suddenly frowned, and he suddenly found that his memory of before he became a demon god was very vague.

Casually recalling, he feels that he can remember everything, but when he wants to recall a specific event or a period of time, he only feels that his mind is chaotic.

This made Qing can't help but grit his teeth, and his heart was uncontrollable uneasy, and even the sword intent in his body began to become restless.

But at this moment, the mysterious black spar suddenly appeared in Qing's mind, which swept away those negative emotions in an instant and restored his calm.

Seeing such a scene, Qing Ye quickly reacted, concentrated in his mind, and grabbed the black spar lurking in the air.

This black hedron was revealing an aura that made him elusive, but there was no reaction to his move, so he held it in his hand so smoothly.

Qing in his mind looked at the black spar in his hand, and couldn't help frowning, because he found that this thing had changed slightly from the last time they met.

There are two very tiny marks on both sides of the black spar, and if you look at them with your divine sense, you will find that they are the marks of wind and rock.

At the same time that Qing discovered the two marks, the black spar exploded violently in his mind, turning into a thick black mist and surging up and down Qing's body.

Qing hurriedly used his divine sense and divine skill to resist as soon as he found out that something was wrong, but found that the black mist was directly fused with his divine sense and divine skill, followed by a black in front of him.

He fell straight to the spot.

……

Inazuma.

When you look up, you can't see the sky at all, and as far as the eye can see, the thunderous domination is everywhere, and the cracks like cracks crawl all over the area of sight, and there is a majesty that makes it difficult to rise to the heart of resistance.

And the center of this thundercloud convergence is the highest point of Inazuma Castle, the castle tower that no one dares to look up to.

Located on the top floor of the castle tower, Raiden Shogun, who was closing his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the black hedron floating in the air in front of him.

The black hedron seemed to be here all along, appearing so silently that she barely noticed.

The black spar exudes an inexplicable mysterious aura all over its body, which makes people feel palpitations when they see it, and even their divine sense can't peek into the mystery.

So in the pure land of one-mindedness as if time stood still, the shadow sitting in mid-air slowly opened his eyes, raised his head to look at the void in front of him, and his eyes went straight through the barrier and saw the black spar outside.

Thunder flashed in his purple eyes, which was emotionless, and Shadow slowly raised his hand, and the black spar flew straight into Raiden Shogun's knife and appeared in Shadow's hand.

As the black spar entered the Pure Land of One Heart, Raiden Shogun closed his eyes again and sat cross-legged on the futon, as if waiting for something.

At this time, in the Pure Land of One Heart, the black spar seemed to have lost all its might, like an ordinary spar, lying quietly in the palm of Shadow's hand, so that Shadow, who was looking carefully, couldn't help frowning.

"Hum—"

Suddenly, there was a vibration from the inside of the black spar, and the black mist began to hover around the shadow, like the thunder and lightning of the sky and the earth, turning into a huge net and enclosing the shadow in it.

Shadow's expression was still the same, coldly feeling the changes around her, no power could make waves in the Pure Land of One Heart, she believed this from beginning to end.

"Whew-"

The black mist around him began to slowly turn, hovering around the shadow, as if to radiate kindness.

Ying couldn't help frowning, she already felt that it was a waste of time, she raised her hand to erase these foreign things, but the moment she was about to do it, she was stunned in place.

She suddenly sensed a familiar aura from the black mist, an aura that haunted her and made her unforgettable.

"Sister......

The originally stable environment around them suddenly began to vibrate, and the power of thunder and lightning brewed all around, almost condensed into an entity, surrounding the black mist.

The black mist did not bring any dangerous aura, and finally condensed into a mirror, right in front of the shadow's eyes, and carried the shadow into the world in the mirror.

Shadow casually separated a divine consciousness and floated into the mirror, and in an instant, the surrounding environment turned into a meadow, and she was standing under a dream tree.

This familiar environment made Ei lose her mind for a while, but she quickly reacted and looked behind the tree, where she could sense a person standing there.

"Shadow."

The voice in the dream came from behind the tree, and Shadow's heart lifted up for a moment, staring at it with disbelief and anticipation.

A figure slowly walked out from behind the tree trunk, wearing a gorgeous and beautiful kimono, with long purple hair scattered behind him, and a purple paper umbrella in his hand, which had eight similar cheeks to the shadow, and looked at the shadow in front of him with a smile.

The moment she saw this figure, a circle of three lightning hooks appeared behind the shadow, and at the same time, a knife named Dream Isshin floated in front of her eyes.

She didn't reach out to hold it, her eyes were fixed on the figure opposite, she was expecting, or her heart was in turmoil.

The First Clan

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but you're still so direct."

The figure put away the paper umbrella in her hand, held it in her hand, and with a slight turn of her wrist, the paper umbrella disappeared in an instant, and the dream in front of the shadow appeared in her hand.

I really lowered my head and looked at the dream in my hand, it was still familiar, but the feeling in my hand was completely different, this knife that had not yet been bladed was now stained with blood.

Seeing that Zhen was stroking the scabbard of Dream Yixin with her own hands, the thunder elemental power behind the shadow disappeared in an instant, and she took two steps forward with some hesitation, but stopped without saying anything.