In the ancient Dian King City, where the dead air and yin qi were fluctuating, the Taixu Sword that rose to the sky was as straight as a new sun rising eastward, shining with golden light, dispersing the yin corpses.

The Yin corpse was most afraid of the Yang thing, even the six powerful Yin corpses couldn't withstand the Sun True Fire on the Taixu Sword, so they retreated and left far away.

The sound of the sword roaring with joy echoed through the royal city, and through the true fire of the sun that wrapped around the sword body, it could be seen that the sword pattern veins on the Taixu Sword's body that had been broken due to its self-perfect transformation were complete.

At this time, the Taixu Sword had re-entered perfection, and its aura was several times stronger than before, and the sword qi was contending, swallowing the true yang, and the power was amazing.

When the spiritual Taixu Sword was about to show off to Jiang Chen like a child, he suddenly noticed the other party's gradually cold corpse.

As Jiang Chen gradually died, his physical body slowly transformed into a huge tiger body, and a large amount of powerful demon blood full of spirituality flowed out of his heart, spreading to all directions, from the place where the sun's true fire shone to the dark corner.

Roar!

The six powerful Yin Corpses that could be conquered with Zhou Tianyi and the others roared excitedly, dispelling those Yin Corpses who wanted to devour Jiang Chen's blood, and shared the food alone.

Feeling Jiang Chen's life gradually disappearing, the Taixu Sword roared endlessly, and suddenly, it rushed towards Jiang Chen's chest, the edge broke through its flesh and skin, and the entire sword body drove in, sinking into flesh and blood, leaving only one sword hilt towering outside the flesh and skin.

Buzz!

The Taixu Sword hummed constantly.

At that time, the Sun True Fire on the sword body suddenly became stronger, and it actually began to burn Jiang Chen's demon body, and even his awakened powerful body seemed to be unable to withstand the burning of the Sun True Fire for a long time, and he was cremated soon after.

At the same time, the re-integrated sword veins on the Taixu Sword's body began to bloom with golden-red divine light, and countless mysterious words containing the wonderful power of heaven and earth emerged from the divine light and merged into Jiang Chen's blood.

It was from this moment that the demon blood flowing from Jiang Chen's body became different.

There was still demon blood flowing into the surrounding darkness, but more demon blood seemed to have life at this moment, and began to spread on the ground in some strange way.

The six powerful Yin Corpses frantically swam in the dark, licking any drop of demon blood, even if it was the demon blood in the narrow gap, they would put their tongues into it, licking it inside and out, not daring to use their strength to stretch the gap open, in case the spiritual blood dissipated.

At this time, Jiang Chen's demon blood that spread around had already constructed a complex pattern.

If Jiang Chen was sober now, he would definitely be surprised to find that this pattern was extremely similar to the pattern he had seen on the Sycamore Divine Tree before!

Whew!

The increasingly powerful true fire of the sun has already wrapped the entire huge tiger body.

In the golden firelight, Jiang Chen's body continued to shrink, hair, eyes, teeth, tiger claws, bones, ...... And so all the physical tissues disappeared one by one, leaving only a red ball of blood.

In the time that followed, the blood clump slowly turned into a large red oval cocoon.

Time fell silent.

The true flame of the sun was extinguished.

The sword body of the Taixu Sword is still inserted in the blood cocoon, and there is no movement anymore, but in the place where the line of sight cannot be seen, the complete sword pattern veins are still blooming with a steady stream of faint divine light, and the ciphertext is emerging.

At this time, with the disappearance of the sun's true fire, the six powerful yin corpses did not swallow along the blood stains on the ground.

They maintained a straight and upright posture, and without a wisp of lifeless white eyes, stared motionlessly at the huge red cocoon, as if the picture contained some kind of magic, and they were deeply attracted to it.

With the disappearance of the Blue Coffin Emperor Realm, the wind and sand once again covered the long-lost ancient Dian King City, and the Yin corpses once again fell into a deep sleep that did not know when they would wake up.

The position of the six Yin Corpses changed at some point, surrounded by a huge blood cocoon, as if guarding.

Time flies, and the years are silent.

The dark and silent ancient Dian royal city seems to have passed for a while, and it seems to have experienced the vicissitudes of life, and I don't know the time.

Suddenly, a voice rang out in the darkness.

That's the sound of a heartbeat!

At first, it is weak and weak, giving it a newborn sense of vulnerability.

Slowly, its throbbing sound grew more and more powerful.

The heartbeat sound that changed from weak to strong with some kind of mysterious rhythm spread throughout the underground royal city.

The dusty red cocoon also began to appear faintly golden light at this moment, one by one, one by one...... Countless golden veins began to spread across its surface, like veins of life.

I don't know how long later, a small tiger shadow suddenly appeared in the red cocoon, as if staring at a brightly lit room at night, and the black shadow floated on the paper window.

It didn't take long for the tiger shadow to change again, becoming a baby with short limbs.

In the following time, the cycle of the little tiger shadow and the little figure repeatedly, and the cycle continued.

During this period, in the middle of the lifeless royal city, a huge vitality appeared out of thin air, filling the surroundings, and tender shoots appeared, and wild flowers bloomed in the darkness.

The six-headed yin corpse was immersed in this huge vitality, the breath was inexplicable, and there seemed to be a touch of spirituality under the pure white eyes.

In the windswept sand, the scorching heat of the desperate sand sea, a piece of green gradually spread, and over the years it formed an oasis.

......

Heavenly Fortune Divine Dynasty.

On the ninth peak, in the depths of the cultivation dojo containing rich secret power, a woman sitting on a huge ancient lotus suddenly opened her eyes.

A trace of doubt flashed in her dark eyes, which were as deep and moving as stars.

"What does the inexplicable throbbing mean?"

The doubt only stayed on the beautiful face for a moment before quietly retreating, and then the beautiful eyes of the stars closed again, and the terrifying sword aura lingered all around.

In a trance, a huge sword qi true dragon was entrenched in the dojo, mighty and extraordinary, like a living thing.

She, Li Ziyue, the Ninth Highness of the Heavenly Fortune Divine Dynasty, once again began a long retreat.

......

In the ancient Dian Royal City, the Taixu Sword, which had been quiet for an unknown amount of time, trembled violently, and the sound of the sword resounded throughout the royal city, accompanied by an immature roar.

"Whoa, (I'm not dead?)"

"Whew, what's going on?"

"Whew, (where am I?)"

"Well, ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The immature howl gradually became human language.

"I, Jiang Chen, have been reborn again!"

"The reunited sword pattern vein on the Taixu Sword is pregnant with a magical power, it is it that allows me to reunite my flesh and blood, and I am born from death!"

"The blood on the Sycamore Divine Tree must be phoenix blood!"

"The Taixu Sword stained with the blood of the phoenix made my sword pill manifest my natal supernatural powers!"

"Nirvana, Nirvana!"

With the echo of the words, a golden real fire appeared on the huge red cocoon, and under the red cocoon burned by the real fire, a cute golden white tiger walked out.

Slowly, the little golden tiger gradually stood upright, turning from a beast to a human.

"Haha——!"

"Huh?"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Jiang Chen, who noticed something, suddenly brought his two palms in front of him, and his golden pupils immediately expanded and contracted violently, and a pair of white and tender small palms were reflected in his bright eyes.

“？？？”

He lifted his right leg again...... White and tender ducks!

He looked down between his legs...... White and tender little ding!

He's a little white boy!

"This ......"