Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1895 Your Surname is Lu and My Surname is Xie

Xie Ren didn't answer, it seemed to be silent, and it seemed to be pondering.

While Xie Tian was waiting quietly, he was also savoring the word Shen Xiao silently.

As for the answer to the second question, after experiencing so many things, he has already guessed to a certain extent, so the figure of Xie Wudi reappeared in his heart.

"Inheritance of the Evil Emperor..."

It is precisely because of the evil emperor's inheritance that Shen Wushuang knows himself so well.

But as the situation developed, he discovered that the truth was far more terrifying than he had guessed.

"Taiwei claimed to be my war slave, but Shen Wushuang was not surprised at all, as if he already knew..."

"The hidden half-step Dao ancestor's cultivation base..."

……

Faced with such an unimaginable situation, anyone who dares to say that there is no pressure is a lie.

What's more, Xie Tian would often increase the pressure on his own.

However, Xie Ren, who had finished pondering, really didn't see the slightest solemnity from Xie Tian's face.

"Shen Xiao, you are not an ordinary person."

"of course."

Xie Ren trembled playfully: "You don't think I'm here, so you don't have to worry, do you?"

"Don't tell me I haven't realized it yet." Xie Tian grinned, "I'll leave it to you."

Xie Ren stopped joking: "Aren't you worried?"

"Why worry?"

Xie Ren was suspicious: "Could it be that you still have a hole card that I don't know?"

"No, hey..." Xie Tian looked up to the sky, and sighed with a smile, "It's a big deal that we can't go up."

Xie Ren was stunned.

"Being as strong as that Shenxiao, isn't it impossible to come down in person, but sent Shen Wushuang who is not even a clone?"

The evil blade understood.

No matter how strong Shen Xiao is, he can only send Shen Wushuang, who is not a clone, to carry out all the arrangements.

So, why worry?

For a while, Xie Ren found himself speechless.

But in the next moment, he realized the crux of the problem.

"You don't want to face your past life?"

"I've lived a good life in this life." Xie Tian said softly, "That's why the Floating Light Buddha in Wuliangxie called me Master Feiyang, and I killed him. Taiwei, the master of hell, claimed to be my war slave, and wanted to take me to the ascension I didn’t go to the Upper Realm, but Huang Er... Xie Ren, this person is even more amusing than Xiao Shu, how could he be regarded as a myth by the Immortal Realm?"

Xie Ren heard these words with ease.

But the little bit of complexity and bleakness under the ease did not hide it from him.

He understands very well.

He is so affectionate as Xie Tian, ​​how could he completely dispel his imagination and longing for his real relatives just because of his unclear reminders and warnings?

This is impossible.

"Otherwise, the word Feiyang in your mouth would not tremble a little..."

After a long silence, Xie Ren trembled and said, "So your surname is Lu."

Xie Ren completed Xie Tian's name.

Xie Tian didn't move, nor did he respond.

Seemingly indifferent, Xie Ren found that Xie Tian's blood eyes were in a trance.

He even saw the turbulent waves in Xie Tian's heart through the trance in his blood eyes.

It seems that just knowing what his last name should be is nothing less than an earth-shaking change for Xie Tian.

"My surname is Xie, and my name is Xie Tian. Yes, my name is Xie Tian, ​​which is Xie Tian."

Exhaling a long breath, Xie Tian moved his slightly stiff body, creaking, and grinning, grinning: "It hurts, I forgot to heal."

"Then heal the wound first." Xie Ren didn't ask Xie Tian whether it was physical pain or heart pain, and responded lightly, "I also want to refine the rest of the saint torrent."

As soon as the words fell, the evil blade escaped into Xie Tian's body.

Seeing this, Xie Tian looked up at the sky again, murmuring in his heart.

"Lu Feiyang, hello, I'm Xietian..."

After the murmur was over, he swung his saber fiercely, cutting off everything related to his life experience brought by Fu Guang, Tai Wei, Huang Er, and Shen Wushuang, and sat down cross-legged to heal his wounds.

"Cut it off..."

The evil blade, which was absorbing the torrent of the refining saint, trembled imperceptibly.

"Maybe, but at least, not now..."

Double evil healing.

three full days.

In the final battle with Shen Wushuang, what Shuang Xie endured was not the glamorous and domineering that everyone saw.

Xie Ren's initial resistance bought time for Xie Tian to break through the great realm, and Xie Ren paid a huge price for it.

He who has not had time to recover, just as Shen Wushuang said, is only comparable to a peerless Taoist weapon.

Even though Xie Ren has some special means, he doesn't have the strength to fight head-on with Shen Wushuang, the half-step Taoist ancestor.

Fortunately, his obstruction bought time for Xie Tian to break through the great realm.

It is also because Xie Tian broke through to the Great Perfection of the Immortal Immortal that he is qualified to hold the Xie Blade and perform the blade dancing method taught by Xie Ren.

Rao was invincible, but Xie Tian also paid a heavy price because of invincible's sword-wielding technique.

Even Shen Wushuang in the Saint Realm couldn't bear the killing, and the backlash was not something Xie Tian could bear.

So even after three days of healing, most of the injuries had healed, and Xie Tian, ​​who had come to his senses, still felt weak all over his body.

This feeling is unprecedented.

"It's normal, the two-style blade dancing method has consumed more than half of your lifespan."

It's not that Xie Tian hasn't consumed his life essence.

Especially in the Valley of the Army God, in order to protect the evil army, he almost exhausted his lifespan.

But this time the situation is different.

Xie Tian, ​​who was promoted to the Immortal Realm, had an unimaginable increase in his lifespan, and the lifespan he extracted by using the two-style blade dancing method was far from comparable to the lifespan consumed by him at the Divine Ability Realm.

"It's okay, let's cultivate for a while..."

Before Xie Tian finished speaking, he felt a torrent of saints rushing into his body.

"Evil Blade, you are not enough..."

"You hurt the foundation, and..."

It wasn't until the huge torrent of saints was absorbed by the evil body that the evil blade said the following words.

"That thing in your sea of ​​consciousness is also absorbing your life essence."

Mentioning this thing, Xie Tian became energetic.

"Did you also see the huge blood-colored coffin? This thing is really scary..."

Immediately, Xie Tian told all the things related to the blood-colored giant coffin, and Xie Blade trembled in shock.

"Raksha first blood?"

"Blood universe ancient scripture?"

Xie Tian nodded and sighed: "If it wasn't for Rakshasa's first blood, I'm afraid I would have fallen into the hands of Shen Wu long ago. As for the Ancient Blood Eternal Sutra and Xie Jian, I found that the evil emperor's mentality seems to be somewhat similar to the Blood Eternal Ancient Sutra. resemblance……"

"It's not just similar, hey..." Xie Ren sighed and trembled, "The Evil Emperor's mentality was originally born out of the Blood Eternal Classic, you..."

Xie Tian wondered, "What's wrong with me?"

Xie Ren remained silent.

Could it be that he wants to question Xie Tian, ​​do you know how much the Xie Emperor paid in order to obtain the Ancient Blood Eternal Scripture?

And you just acted in a reality show, and you learned [-]% of it!
"It's a pity that it's only [-]%," Xie Ren thought for a while and said tremblingly, "and the essence of the Blood Eternal Ancient Sutra is the last [-]%. Not getting the second half of the ancient sutra is also one of the evil emperor's regrets."

"I'm very content."

Xie Tian smiled slightly.

If it weren't for the Ancient Blood Eternal Scripture, it would have been many times more difficult for him to deal with Qiu Jiu, Fu Guang, Chu He Luo, and the first class curse.

"By the way, do you know that bloody giant coffin?"

What Xie Tian cares most about is the huge blood-colored coffin that keeps absorbing everything from him.

It's a pity that he didn't know that this thing not only sucked him, but even sucked away a quarter of the original essence of the evil blade.

(End of this chapter)