Her heart hurts, it hurts like bone marrow, it hurts like her soul...... Leng Aoshuang looked up at the cheek that was close at hand, once upon a time, this face was amiable and lovely, and she was haunted by it, but now, this cheek was cold, ruthless, murderous, tyrannical...... There is nothing more heart-wrenching than a lover tearing his own heart with his own hands!

Suffocated, she couldn't speak, she couldn't breathe, and when the cold ghost claw was inserted into her heart, a powerful evil energy had already shattered her heart, quietly destroying her life function. Her heart ached, but her eyes were not full of resentment and unwillingness...... Perhaps being torn apart by a lover is the end of the most beautiful life in the world.

The sad eyes showed a dark blue, reflecting Murong Jiu's majestic face in Leng Aoshuang's eyes, and two cool tears ran down Leng Aoshuang's cheeks and fell on Murong Jiu's ghost claws, hidden in his flesh and blood.

Chaotic time and space, chaotic laws of time. The cultivators who were watching from a distance were all in shock, could it be that the mysterious fairy, she was destroyed under the claws of the fierce demon like this?

Boom, boom, boom...... In the eye with this pair of cold eyes, Murong Jiu's entire spiritual space set off a surging wind and waves that overturned the river and the sea, thunder roared, and clouds and mist roared.

His main soul was in turmoil, and the spiritual willpower of the gods and demons was reunited, crushing the evil soul restraining force of Baqi in one fell swoop like a mighty tsunami, and his thinking and memory were also restored in an instant, and at this moment, Murong Jiu was awake. He returned.

"Cold Moon ......"

Murong Jiu, whose evil aura was dispelled and returned to his normal face, looked at his palm that was inserted into the atrium of the woman in front of him in horror, and clearly felt the fainter and weaker heartbeat fluctuations from the fingertips of his palm, as well as the warm blood that contained his fingers...... Murong Jiu suddenly felt five thunderbolts, and his red eyes were overflowing with blood.

Murong Jiu, don't be sad, don't be sad, I will always be ...... The dark blue in Leng Aoshuang's eyes receded, and she was in her cold eyes. The pupils are dark and clear. But her vitality was gone, and the sparkle in her eyes was no longer ...... The atria slowly stopped beating, and her eyes slowly closed.

"Ah...... Roar!"

Murong Jiu's long blood-soaked hair stood on end, and an extremely brutal aura surged out of his body. He looked up to the sky and screamed. The madness of self-blame and resentment. Let him roar like a wild beast, what am I doing, what have I done!!

Two teardrops of blood. Rolled down from his eye sockets.

Leng Aoshuang was gone, her vitality was gone, and the breath of life that overflowed in the air was also rapidly dissipating...... The cultivators who were watching looked at each other, and Leng Aoshuang was really lost in the hands of the fierce demon!

"Sister......" A scream resounded in everyone's ears, and another woman, who was somewhat similar to Leng Aoshuang, came with grief and indignation, she swung her long sword and quickly pierced Murong Jiu's chest and abdomen.

Burst...... A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was killed by a sword, his chaotic mind instantly regained some calm, his beastly form retreated, he glanced at the sword pierced through his chest and abdomen, and looked at Leng Aoshuang's miserable white and cold face without sorrow or complaint.

"Murong Jiu, she is my sister Leng Yue, you are so ruthless......"

The grief-stricken Leng Yu didn't intend to kill Murong Jiu, but when she saw her sister being killed, she was full of resentment, and her long sword didn't penetrate Murong Jiu's heart.

Indeed, this pair of sisters, they were Leng Yue and Leng Yu who brought Murong Jiu into the cultivation world back then. Since he was dispersed in that space-time tunnel, Leng Yue had inquired about Murong Jiu's information many times.

After learning that the black clothes had been assassinated, Leng Yue guessed that Murong Jiu would definitely be safe and sound...... In Jiuhua Mountain in the Arctic Ice Field, after she got some opportunities, her strength increased greatly, and she had a premonition that she and Murong Jiu would inevitably meet unexpectedly.

Providence makes people, Leng Aoshuang never thought that the lovers who had been separated for a long time, their meeting became the life and death parting of the fall of life!

This face was tranquil and peaceful, and Murong Jiu felt a sad heartbreak from the depths of his soul, and his body trembled uncontrollably slightly...... The sky is spinning, and in the chaotic time and space, there seems to be a great soul of heaven and earth in the silent weeping, whirring in the night wind, and it seems to imply the sound of a grieving guqin.

"Fellow Daoists, Leng Aoshuang has been killed, for the sake of the peace of the cultivation world, and for the sake of the life that has been mutilated, everyone will work together to kill this rampant murderous demon!" The call for "Punish the Demon" sounded among the cultivators who were watching, and dozens of cultivators were furious, and they stretched their bodies, huhula and la, like a torrent of wandering waves, and killed Murong Jiu.

Indeed, in the eyes of onlookers, Murong Jiu is evil, rampant, cruel and ruthless, just his surging ferocious anger outside his body has already made people judge his great evil.

The grief-stricken Leng Yu was suddenly shocked, if those cultivators in the distance came with a bang, Murong Jiu would inevitably be strangled to death! Leng Yue's affection for Murong Jiu, Leng Yu had already knew, so she treated Murong Jiu with a kind of hatred like relatives and friends: although she resented Murong Jiu for killing her sister, she didn't have to kill him.

Compared to Leng Yu's panic, Murong Jiu's performance was extremely cold, as if he was disheartened, he stared straight at Leng Yue's cheeks, his heart was surging, and he was immersed in the memories of the past. He completely abandoned foreign objects, and at this moment, the only face that occupied his entire soul was this face.

The hurricane roared, and a breath of murder swept in...... A golden light pierced the night sky like a brilliant flame, and a ten-zhang long golden spear shot at Murong Jiu's hundred-zhang place. A wave of powerful and powerful power swept through the heavens and the earth, a young man descended from the sky like a divine soldier, his foot stepped on the end of the spear, and a pair of starry eyes stared at Murong Jiu from afar, the raging battle aura was drumming outside him.

A young man came with a ten-zhang spear, which happened to be in the middle of the murderous cultivator and Murong Jiu, and such a change immediately shook the group cultivators who came to kill. The crowd immediately stopped besieging and killing—usually this situation only indicated that the cultivator who came from a strong force was either from a famous sect and had a huge force behind him, or that he possessed superb combat skills.

High-profile, then there must be a high-profile capital to match! The many cultivators were quiet again, they wanted to witness how this mysterious young man would fight that murderous maniac.

Life was gone, her atrium had completely stopped beating, and the blood in her body was getting cold. The two tear stains on her face were deeply imprinted on Murong Jiu's heart, and his heart was sad and sad. His trembling right palm never pulled out of her atrium.

Suddenly. A faint aura blew through, and Murong Jiu shivered violently, as if he suddenly thought of something, and his blood-red eyes suddenly flashed with the brilliance of gods and demons.

Under the perspective of the eyes of his gods and demons. This side of the world is full of eerie ghosts. A group of soul-bound emissaries from the Netherworld. They escorted the soul of the cold moon and floated into the distance.

The immortal-like faint soul, the cold moon in white clothes always looks back. The sad eyes are full of nostalgia for the world of life. However, she has become a ghost, and she has been torn apart by the power of the rules of the netherworld, and she has no choice but to enter the netherworld.

"Stop!"

Murong Jiu's roar exploded between heaven and earth, and the roaring and tumbling sound waves were filled with irrepressible excitement, and he suddenly unfolded his huge blood-colored wings, intercepting in front of a group of soul arresting envoys like a violent wind.

It is an indisputable fact that there are yin ghosts and souls in the cultivation world, but due to the constraints of the power of the rules of heaven and earth, in the living world, most of the souls are illusory forms, and it is difficult for ordinary people and cultivators with low strength to easily look at them, except for yin and yang.

Murong Jiu blinked his eyes of gods and demons and howled at the void air, which made the cultivators who were watching immediately understand that Murong Jiu had seen a ghost! In an instant, many cultivators invariably mobilized their own Yuan power to enter their eyes, either opening the Yin and Yang Eyes, or casting secret techniques, everyone wanted to see the unscrupulous demon, how would he kill the ghost?

One by one, the soul envoys were like a great enemy, they had already sensed Murong Jiu's cruelty, in this cultivation world where strength was respected, being a ghost was not terrifying and terrifying;

"Leave the people behind, and you can go. Murong Jiu stared at Leng Yue closely, in his subjective thinking, Leng Yue was still a living person.

"This senior can't help it, this girl's body is dead, her soul is weak, I am afraid that in this world, from time to time her soul will be scattered. In addition, this girl's soul was hand-picked by Yan Jun, the king of Qin in the netherworld, and we are waiting for the mission, and I hope that my predecessors will give way and let me go. ”

The Soul Arrest Envoy could also guess Murong Jiu's cruelty from the mountains of floating corpses in this town, he was like a demon god standing in the Shura Hell, with a brutal temperament. In this way, these soul envoys are armed with ghost weapons and carefully explain the truth.

The body is dead, and the soul will collapse from time to time? Murong Jiu's eyes burst out with scorching divine and demonic light, and he said proudly: "Life is also life, death is also life, tonight I will go against the sky and borrow the corpse for her to return the soul!"

Resurrection of the dead?

The air roared like a thunderbolt, and this side of the world suddenly fell into silence - the physical body died, and the unbroken soul returned to the body, and the life was reborn? The cultivator in the distance gasped in shock, and the murderous demon in front of him wanted to cast a spell against the sky, he was so powerful.

The mysterious young man standing on the golden spear, his eyes were firmly fixed on Murong Jiu with blood-colored wings, and a pair of starry eyes flashed with scorching brilliance - want to go against the sky and borrow corpses to return to the soul?

"Sister......

Leng Yu who whispered, her eyes were full of tears, she looked at the soul of Leng Yue in the middle of the team of soul envoys, this expected meeting, the people and ghosts in the catastrophe are different...... Fortunately, my sister's favorite dream person, Murong Jiu dared to go against the destiny of heaven.

Leng Yue, who was in the body of a soul, looked at Murong Jiu, who was proud and had a sad face. Her heart was broken, her heart was broken, and her body died, she didn't feel resentful, however, Murong Jiu would inevitably be punished by the heavens if she borrowed the corpse to resurrect her soul against the sky, and she was grateful and moved.

That group of soul envoys of the Netherworld were all shocked, and they used the technique of borrowing corpses to return souls against the sky, which was not only to violate the rules of the living world, but also to defy the Netherworld! Such a young man of gods and demons who rebelled against the fate of heaven and earth made them feel an awe-inspiring aura rushing towards them.

"Seniors think twice, if you use the corpse to return the soul, you will be punished by heaven, besides, this girl's soul is really hand-picked by Yan Jun, and the destiny of heaven is irreversible......"

"I don't want to hurt your lives, don't say much, don't retreat quickly!"

Murong Jiu's face was cold and grim, the five fingers of his right hand suddenly opened, a short dagger bounced out of his palm, and the bladeless blade's sword body was swirling with cyan thunder and lightning;

This is a naked threat of force, and Murong Jiu's cold gaze reveals a strength that cannot be refused!

"It's ...... Nine Thunders?!" A strong will of gods and demons enveloped this group of soul arresting envoys, and they all felt a wave of irritable thunder and lightning covering their bodies.

Thunder is the nemesis of the yin soul in the world, not to mention the cyan Nine Heavens Heavenly Punishment Thunder, this team of soul arrest messengers are all trembling, and they are afraid of the thunder like a tiger. Helpless, they could only release the soul of the cold moon, they were wrapped in an eerie ghostly aura, and drifted away into the distance and returned to the netherworld. (To be continued......)

PS: ####冷傲霜的魂魄是地狱阎君所钦点, Murong Jiu wants to resurrect his soul by borrowing corpses to see how he can rebel against the fate of heaven and earth, and whether he can seize his life and be reborn?...... Black and white impermanence appears to obstruct and reveal a sad relationship between heaven and earth...... The story will be exciting, so click here to read it.