"Ah......h

However, at this moment, Zhou Jiuhui suddenly let out a miserable scream, his whole body went soft, he was half-kneeling on the ground, his whole body was trembling, and the dark purple light lines on the surface of his skin also dimmed.

"I ...... I'm in so much pain. Zhou Jiuhui said astringently.

The strange man snorted: "Oops, Jin Zhujiu's 'Supreme Supreme Dao' has completely collapsed, the Supreme Demon Yuan is devouring your body and soul, life and death are at this moment, quickly pull out the 'Immortal Sword Hidden Blade'!"

Everything was between the lightning and flint, and after supporting it for so long, Jin Zhujiu's 'Supreme Supreme Dao' finally completely collapsed, and the Supreme Demon Yuan was like a hungry tiger at this moment, frantically devouring Zhou Jiuhui's body and soul.

The unbearable pain suddenly swept through Zhou Jiuhui's body, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous insect, and the pain was heartbreaking.

"Ah......h

In an instant, the purple sword burst out of the ground...... The fairy sword 'Zangfeng', after six hundred years of silence, has finally rebuilt the light of day at this moment!

Zhou Jiuhui endured the severe pain and stared at this immortal sword 'Hidden Front', with a bit of shock in his eyes.

The fairy sword 'Zangfeng' is about three feet long, and the blade is like a kind of purple crystal, and the brilliance is flowing, but it exudes an incredible kingly domineering, as if whoever has it can become an immortal.

This is a real immortal weapon, a supreme king of the world's spiritual treasures.

When Zhou Jiuhui pulled it out, the tombstones around him suddenly fell down in unison, but the direction of the fall was the place where Zhou Jiuhui stood, as if the heroes were also worshipping the rebirth of this king supreme.

Suddenly, the fairy sword 'Zangfeng' trembled violently, and a trace of purple brilliance was released from the blade, sprinkling it, wrapping Zhou Jiuhui's whole person, like a purple cocoon.

Zhou Jiuhui suddenly felt like he had been touched by electricity, and the Supreme Demon Yuan in his body was still frantically regurgitating, but under the shroud of this purple brilliance, he felt a strange calm.

At this moment, that trace of purple brilliance gradually seeped into Zhou Jiuhui's body, and the endless darkness in the pupils had completely swallowed the whites of his eyes, black and faint like a pool of ink, but it exuded an amazing evil aura.

"Jiuhui's sanity has been completely devoured...... Looks like it's time!"

The strange man sighed, and at the center of Zhou Jiuhui's eyebrows, a faint pink brilliance gradually submerged, it was Yue'er's true spirit.

He once said that if the fairy sword 'Zangfeng' is to open the treasure house of Zhou Jiuhui to recall the supreme memories, then Yue'er's true spirit is the indispensable key, after all, she is the one who has followed the supreme Jiuhui all his life.

At this moment, a wisp of incense soul has achieved the rebirth of a generation of supremes!

Zhou Jiuhui seemed to have fallen into endless madness, and roared heartbreakingly, and the roar almost shook the entire Lulu Mountain.

The fairy sword 'Zangfeng', this immortal weapon that belonged to the Supreme in the past, is now back in the hands of Zhou Jiuhui.

That trace of purple brilliance, in an instant, had already penetrated into Zhou Jiuhui's body, and it was a perfect fit with the Supreme Demon Yuan.

At the same time, the memories hidden in the depths of the soul came up like a tide.

At this moment, some strange images flashed in Zhou Jiuhui's mind, like flowing water, flowing through hundreds of years.

In these images, Zhou Jiuhui clearly saw the growth process of the Supreme back then, how to comprehend the 'Supreme Dao', and how to become the Supreme Supreme and lead the Demon Dao.

In addition, Zhou Jiuhui also saw Jian Yue'e, Yue'er, Heavenly Demon Shuangwei and Lan Aojun, and the scenes flashed quickly through his mind.

And at the end, Zhou Jiuhui saw the secret that had been hidden for six hundred years.

Mt. Ganglu...... A war of extermination......!

Ahh

After perceiving this part of the memory, Zhou Jiuhui suddenly roared and roared like a mad lion, and his voice was full of anger and despair.

"Why you...... Why you...... I did this to you, why did you do this to me, what did I do wrong, you tell me!"

At this moment, Zhou Jiuhui turned into the most ordinary and helpless man, roaring towards the sky, and a trace of vermilion blood and tears flowed from his dark eyes.

With a muffled sound, the outer cracks of the purple cocoon were like silk, and they were constantly expanding, and in an instant, they turned into thousands of fine purple streamers and disappeared into the stele forest.

The wind swept by, rolling with shattered blood-red leaves, and quietly fell on him.

Zhou Jiuhui half-knelt on the ground, supported his body with the fairy sword 'Zangfeng', and stood up slowly.

...... at the corners of the eyes The last drop of blood and tears slid gently down and seeped into the dirt.

On the surface of the naked body, the purple light patterns gradually dimmed, Zhou Jiuhui took a deep breath towards the sky, and suddenly shouted, "I'm back!"

These four words seem to be announcing heaven and earth, and the return of a generation of kings is bound to set off some waves in the whole world.

........................

Six hundred years ago, the world thought that the Supreme had fallen in the Lulu Mountain, and six hundred years later, the Supreme was reborn in this long-dormant 'cemetery of death'.

Zhou Jiuhui roared madly, and the tombstones around him all hung down in his direction, as if the heroes were kneeling down for it, and there was a slight crack on the surface of all the tombstones.

This roar lasted for a whole stick of incense, as if it was venting the anger he had suppressed for more than six hundred years.

Zhou Jiuhui exhaled deeply, at this moment, his body exuded an unprecedented domineering momentum, and Zhou Jiuhui was already like two people.

Suddenly, a trace of lightning-like brilliance flowed on the surface of his body at an alarming speed, and the body involuntarily trembled slightly.

"You...... You're finally back!" the strange man said in a deep voice.

Zhou Jiuhui's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "I'll talk about it later, I need to regain control of the Supreme Demon Yuan!"

Suddenly, a black and bright light surged from the surface of his skin, containing an amazing domineering aura, and as his breath fluctuated slightly, the fairy sword 'Zangfeng' also released a purple streamer, which slowly merged with the Supreme Demon Yuan.

The cold wind was bleak, and Zhou Jiuhui stood in the devastated cemetery, like an eternal glacier, his eyes slightly closed, feeling the infinite magic released by Wang Dao Zhenyuan, which gradually merged into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

The years have passed quietly like flowing water, and more than half a year has passed since Zhou Jiuhui's stop......