Chapter 6577: Frost's Wail, the Ups and Downs of the Companion (3rd Update)

His left arm was cut off by Shengsheng, leaving only his right hand holding the Frost Sword and moving towards the stone monument step by step.

In this battle, Jiang Shenyu was seriously injured and fought against more than twenty young geniuses, slaughtering them one by one.

"Now, the Martial Arts Reincarnation Map is mine!"

His bloodshot eyes were full of exhaustion, but he still walked stubbornly towards the stone monument. The blood on his right palm had long dried up, and his five fingers exuding the strong smell of blood gently pressed against the ancient stone monument. The next moment, Jiang Shenyu's figure disappeared.

Behind him, a sturdy figure slowly stepped out from the corner, looking at the direction where Jiang Shenyu disappeared, in a daze.

After a long time, the figure also walked into the stone tablet.

There is another world in the world of stone tablets. When Jiang Shenyu opened his eyes again, he was lying on a stone bed as warm as jade.

In front of him, a man wearing silver armor and holding a painted halberd staring at him.

"Who are you?"

The high-spirited young general saw him waking up and asked.

"Junior Jiang Shenyu, meet the seniors of the Samsara Xuanwu Army!" With his intelligence, how could he not guess the identity of the person in front of him?

It is recorded in ancient books that the silver armor splits the sky, which refers to the existence of the Samsara Xuanwu Army wearing armor.

"It turns out that an era has passed...can the Blood Demons still exist in the world?" General Silver Armor asked.

I don't know why, but he gives people an evil feeling.

"I've never heard of it..."

Hearing this, there was something strange in General Shining Armor's eyes, but then Jiang Shenyu said: "Speaking of the Lost Time Demon Clan, currently only the Yin Demon Temple's power is quite extraordinary..."

General Shining Armor smiled and started talking to him about the past and present, "Back then, the Blood Demons were rampant in the Lost Time and Space area. We left our inheritance here to protect it. I am so sad that I finally found my destined person!"

"Relax, I will give you my closed body cultivation skills as a gift!"

Jiang Shenyu hurriedly stood up and knelt down, saying, "Thank you so much, General, I will definitely do my best!"

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At this moment, Zheng Yi was stepping on a pile of dead bones and walking among the ruins. Judging from the degree of damage, this place was already dilapidated in that era.

Most of the majestic palace was torn off with a single claw, and among the rubble underfoot, dismembered remains could be seen everywhere.

"It seems that this place has experienced fierce battles to the death in ancient times!" Zheng Yi was on full alert. This place was too weird, and it was inevitable that there would be residual resentment from living beings.

"Jiang Shenyu..." Zheng Yi paused with his eyes fixed. On the dim throne of the dilapidated palace not far away, the blood on Jiang Shenyu's chest had dried up. The left arm that had been cut off in the previous battle had been reattached. Go up with the dead bones.

Jiang Shenyu, whose face was pale and his eyes were emitting strange starlight, had no trace of life on his body, and the frost sword in his hand had lost all its sharpness.

"Hiss!" Jiang Shenyu seemed to have discovered Zheng Yi's figure, and slowly stood up from the ruined throne, "I didn't expect that there are more powerful bodies. It seems that this batch of little guys are quite talented! "

"Who are you? You are not Jiang Shenyu!" Zheng Yi realized that something was not right. Jiang Shenyu in front of him seemed to have been taken away by someone!

"Zheng Yi, you're actually here?" Jiang Shenyu, whose eyes were lifeless one moment, looked at the strong man in front of him with frightened eyes like a frightened bird in the next second, and he seemed to have regained his consciousness.

"Kill me!" Jiang Shenyu roared, but a flash of ape light flashed, and he immediately returned to his evil side, "It seems that you are old acquaintances. In this case, I will accept these two bodies!"

"Jiang Shenyu" raised the frost sword in his hand and rushed towards Zheng Yi, just like when the two of them fought for the first time, he looked so divine!

"We are both sword cultivators, and today I will help you relieve your pain!" Zheng Yi could already see that the person in front of him had taken away Jiang Shenyu and was already a demon spirit.

"Chen Mie Nine Swords, the first move, Wangchuan!" The iron sword in Zheng Yi's hand glowed with a trace of black light, and the dark black sword body stabbed towards the Frost Sword!

"Buzz!"

As if he felt his master's call, the frost sword in Jiang Shenyu's hand buzzed and glowed with blue light, as if he was going to fight against Zheng Yi.

But at this moment, Jiang Shenyu shouted loudly: "Zheng Yi, you and I have put an end to our past grievances. We must not let the demon race be born!"

He maintained his last trace of clarity and chose to give up resistance at the last moment. The frost sword in his hand surged out and flew out of the palace!

"Bah!"

That was the sound of an iron sword cutting through flesh and blood. Jiang Shenyu's head rose into the sky, and his body gradually sluggished, standing still on the spot.

Above it, a ray of light flashed, and a ball of bright red energy floated towards the temple.

"I want to leave!" A flash of light flashed in Zheng Yi's eyes, and he chased after the ball of light.

"My whole life's reputation was ruined by two little sword cultivators. That damn boy had to fight to the death to resist. He lost his body and was sealed for thousands of years. I'm afraid I'm no match for him!" The red energy transformed into a headband. Crown middle-aged man.

"It seems to be the demon clan in the records!" Zheng Yi looked at the man in front of him and tightened his grip on the iron sword in his hand.

"How about you and I working together? I can give you great power!" the middle-aged man wearing a crown said.

"Second form of the Nine Swords of Death, Nirvana!" Zheng Yi didn't say any unnecessary nonsense to the man in front of him, he just swung his sword and stirred up thousands of feet of dust!

"Hahahaha! Even though I have been sealed for thousands of years, it is not something you, a little sword cultivator, can do!"

The middle-aged man resisted the blow without any damage, and laughed wildly at this moment.

"The fire of annihilation, burn!" Zheng Yi pinched his fingers, and a drop of blood was forced out, falling on the sword body. An extreme sword intent appeared, and then, the dark black sword light began to disperse the man's original soul!

The piercing pain came, and the middle-aged man finally realized that something was wrong. This sword move was specifically aimed at the soul!

"No!" The scarlet light revealed its original appearance, and was immediately torn apart by the black sword aura, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

The dust settled in just a moment.

Zheng Yi looked at the headless but upright body with a complicated expression. How romantic the sword cultivator was, and Jiang Shenyu, who had killed more than 20 geniuses, also fell at this moment.

The Frost Sword inserted in the ruins not far away, the sword body kept trembling, and the azure light gradually dimmed.

Zheng Yi walked forward, pulled out the Frost Sword, held up Jiang Shenyu's head, and walked towards the body that stood upright in the hall.

"The grudge between you and me is over!"

Zheng Yi said softly, and looked at the man in front of him holding the Frost Sword again, but he could only sigh, there is no Jiang Shenyu in the world anymore!

The frost wailed, accompanying the master in the ups and downs.