Seven killings, heaven and earth, wind and clouds, who is proud of the sky.

In the sky above the Jedi Burial Valley of the Wind and Cloud Continent, thunderclouds are rolling and the wind is roaring. Inky clouds swept in, mixed with a drizzling rain.

"Meng Qing, with such an inferior cultivation as you, you also want to be contaminated with the Seven Killings, quickly hand over the Seven Killings......

"Meng Qing, how can you touch the seven killings. ”

In the Valley of the Jedi Burial Soldiers, Meng Qing was standing on the edge of a cliff with a purple and cyan long sword in his arms, covered in blood and his hair scattered.

Looking at the surrounding people, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Meng Qing's mouth.

The blood-stained face was like a rock, solemn and indifferent, and a pair of red eyes looked around, full of contempt and disdain.

"With you rabble, you also want to get seven kills?"

Meng Qing smiled coldly, and with Meng Qing's laughter, a stream of red blood spurted out of Meng Qing's mouth, obviously Meng Qing's abdomen and six organs were also fatally wounded.

Meng Qing knew very well that the injuries on his body were already incurable, not to mention that there was a mortal situation in front of him.

"I'm not reconciled!"

Meng Qing raised his head and roared, making a heartbreaking sound.

Seven kills!The first legend in the Fengyun Continent!The first divine soldier!

Seven killers, win the world!

After hundreds of years of painstaking planning, he finally found the traces of the Seven Killings in the Valley of the Burial Soldiers, one of the three major Jedi in the Fengyun Continent, but it also caused a catastrophe because of the Seven Killings.

The sect was destroyed, the brothers were killed, and even the master who had the grace to nurture and preach to him was spared.

Greedy, despicable!

That's human nature.

Looking at the masters gathered from all directions, Meng Qing's eyes were full of hatred. It is these people who have ruined everything for themselves, but they are powerless to take revenge.

"Seven killings, you are the fault of all this. ”

Reaching out and touching the body of the Seven Killing Sword, Meng Qing's eyes flowed tears of remorse.

If you can do it all over again, you will definitely not choose seven kills. Even if it is the best god soldier in the world.

"Meng Qing, the old man has compassion for you that it is not easy to cultivate, as long as you obediently hand over the Seven Killing Sword, the old man will let you go. ”

In the crowd, an old man with kind eyebrows stepped forward and looked at Meng Qingdao with a pleasant face.

Looking at the kind old man in front of him, Meng Qing sneered.

"Zong Mo, why do you want to be pretending, you slaughtered me all over the house that day, have you ever had mercy? ”

No one could have imagined that this amiable old man in front of him would be able to do such a tragic thing as slaughtering people.

"Stubborn, a small Lingfeng Sect dares to master the world's most precious Seven Killing Sword, and he can't do it himself, and the old man is just casual. ”

Hearing Meng Qing's words, the old man Zong Mo knew that his plan had failed, and he immediately said sternly.

"Haha, the husband is not guilty, I Lingfengmen got the treasure and ended up being slaughtered, I hate it......"

Meng Qing let out a miserable laugh, holding on to his broken body, seven kills dancing in his hand, and his sword qi swept in all directions.

"Seven killings against the dragon, what a treasure, how can it fall into the hands of your juniors, let this world's most precious treasure fall into this abyss with me today. ”

Hearing Meng Qing's strong voice, everyone's faces changed greatly!

"Dare to ......"

However, Meng Qing did not have the slightest concern, and with the scolding of everyone, he jumped into the air and fell towards the cliff behind him.

If there is an afterlife, it will be slaughtered!

Seeing that Meng Qing really jumped into the cliff, everyone was secretly hated!

It's really a no-brainer!

If it is an ordinary abyss cliff, let alone a thousand feet, no matter how high it is, these worldly powerhouses dare to jump down.

But this place is different, this is one of the three most famous Jedi on the Fengyun Continent, the Valley of the Burial Soldiers!

When he fell off the cliff, he died.

Whoever entered the cliff never came back alive. No matter how high this person's cultivation is, no one knows what is and what is dangerous under the cliff.

"Sect Elder, how is this good?"

A group of masters who came to chase and kill Meng Qing gathered on the falling cliff at this time, looking at the pitch-black abyss below, the expression on their faces became more and more ugly.

"This invincible erector dared to fall into the falling cliff with seven killings, he was really angry old man, he knew this, and the old man should really slap him to death. ”

Zong Mo's face was the most ugly among everyone, the original pleasant face had long since disappeared, and was replaced by a black face the color of pig liver, and two thick breaths kept coming out of his nostrils, blowing his beard high.

"What else can you do? Do you dare to go down this fallen precipice?"

Hearing Zong Mo's words, the person who spoke was stunned for a moment, joking, if I dared to go down, I would have gone down a long time ago, and I still need to say it.

"This time, everyone should report to their own sect truthfully. ”

Glancing at the bottom of the cliff regretfully, Zong Mo sighed, and then said to everyone.

Hearing Zong Mo's voice, everyone nodded one after another, the result was already like this, and it was not up to him to make such a decision.

As the people in the Burial Valley gradually left, under the abyss of the Falling Soldier Cliff, a light purple light loomed.

......

On a quiet and peaceful plain, a boy of about seven or eight years old with a dog's tail in his mouth lay asleep on a cushion made of grass.

The young man's eyebrows are clear and beautiful, handsome and strange, but the eyebrows reveal a heroic spirit mixed with strong hatred from time to time, but it does not hinder the young man's handsome face.

"Young master, young master, the head of the family is looking for you again. ”

Just when the boy was sleeping soundly, a maid-like woman somehow found the boy lurking in the green sea and pulled the boy up.

The young man who was disturbed by his dreams had a gloomy face, and when he saw the person in front of him, the gloom on his face instantly dissipated.

"Sister Ke'er, why are you here?"

"Young master, hurry back, the head of the family is looking for you. ”

The maid named Kerr looked flustered, and it seemed that something big had happened.

didn't have time to say anything, Ke'er grabbed the boy and rushed home.

When the boy returned home, he found that there were already many people waiting for him.

"Qing'er, where did you go to the wild again?"

Seeing the young man who was out of breath and returning breathlessly, the middle-aged man sitting on the main seat scolded majestically.

Hearing the middle-aged man's scolding, the young man's face suddenly turned pale, but he didn't dare to say more.

This middle-aged man is none other than his own father, Meng Jixuan, who is also the head of the Meng family, the largest family in Shifang Town.

And the trembling young man who was reprimanded below was none other than Meng Qing, who jumped into the falling soldier cliff with the Seven Killing Swords that day, even Meng Qing himself didn't know what was going on, he had obviously jumped into the falling soldier cliff and died. But why did he become a young child again?

This question has been pestering Meng Qing for seven years, and Meng Qing has not found an answer until now.

But it turns out that the past self is dead, but now he is reborn!