Devouring Sword God

Chapter 2 Immortal Soul Fears Hate, Sword God Inheritance

This sound was not a real sound, but was produced by divine thoughts, transmitted from Xiangang, and the target was Yi Xiaoyao!

Therefore, only Yi Xiaoyao could hear this outburst.

As for the others, they just saw blood hanging from the corner of Yi Xiaoyao's mouth, and his face was completely colorless.

"Brother Xiaoyao! What's wrong with you?" Tang Ruoxue quickly helped him up and asked.

Yi Xiaoyao smiled wryly and shook his head.

When he communicated with the ninth-grade immortal soul, it went very smoothly at first, but when he was about to gain the approval of the immortal soul, a strange accident happened suddenly.

The ninth-grade immortal soul was about to enter Yi Xiaoyao's soul through divine thoughts, but an inexplicable sense of fear suddenly appeared.

Then, endless anger erupted, directly knocking back Yi Xiaoyao's divine sense, causing his mind to be traumatized.

Tang Long frowned and asked, "Xiaoyao, failed?"

"Yeah." Yi Xiaoyao frowned and nodded.

Everyone in the mansion began to discuss, and most of the discussions were full of gloating.

"It's a good failure! A person with a foreign surname wants to become the castle master of our Tang family, he deserves it!"

"Haha! I thought he could really communicate with ninth-grade immortal souls, but he failed as expected. I pray that he will fail the next two times!"

"He thought it was so easy to communicate with the Ninth Grade Immortal Soul? This is the end of overestimation!"

Yi Xiaoyao was used to hearing these voices before, but hearing them now made him feel extremely chilled.

Tang Long turned his head and shouted angrily, stopped everyone's words, and then said to Yi Xiaoyao: "Xiaoyao, don't be discouraged, there are still two chances."

Yi Xiaoyao nodded heavily. He didn't know why the fairy soul was so afraid and resisted him just now, so he will change to another fairy soul next.

After relaxing for a while, he radiated his spiritual thoughts to the sky again and started to communicate.

This time, for the sake of safety, he chose the eighth-rank immortal soul.

It stands to reason that his aptitude is far higher than Tang Ruoxue's. If Tang Ruoxue can successfully communicate with the seventh-rank immortal soul, then he must be fine.

But what happened next surprised everyone again!
"roll!!!"

Another shout came from Xiangang, and Yi Xiaoyao vomited blood again!

"why!!!"

At this time, he was already a little crazy, and he didn't need Tang Ruoxue's help at all, so he stood up unwillingly to communicate again!
This is his last chance!

However, as soon as Yi Xiaoyao communicated with the immortal soul, he once again felt the deep fear and hatred emitted by the immortal soul, as well as a sound——

"roll!!!"

The third failure completely cut off Yi Xiaoyao's hope.

The soul is connected to the mind, and the soul was hit back three times in a row, which caused serious trauma to his mind!
At the same time, three failures also meant that he would lose the qualification to inherit the immortal soul forever.

Just a moment ago, he was the number one genius in Tangjiabao, but now, without the inheritance of the immortal soul, it means that he will not be able to cultivate, so what is the difference between that and a waste...

There is only one word that can describe Yi Xiaoyao at this moment, and that is lost soul!

With his head bowed deeply, a long stream of blood was hanging from his mouth, and gloating and mocking sounds came from his ears, like thorns piercing into his heart, making him despair.

"Three failures! It's actually three failures! Haha, did he do something wrong to make God angry?"

"Isn't he a genius? He lost three times in a row? So he's just a waste?"

"The higher you stand, the harder you fall! Seeing his downcast appearance, I feel refreshed!"

"If you're not the Tang family, you should get out of Tangjiabao! How can my Tangjiabao allow such a waste to continue to eat and drink for nothing!"

This time, Tang Long and Tang Ruoxue did not stop the crowd from laughing. At this moment, the faces of the father and daughter were only disappointed and disappointed, and there was even a trace of alienation and indifference.

Tang Ruoxue did not come up to care and comfort Yi Xiaoyao as before, but frowned at her father Tang Long.

Tang Long sighed, turned around and ordered: "Take the Young Castle Master back to rest."

Now that Tang Ruoxue has obtained the inheritance of the seventh-rank immortal soul, and has replaced Yi Xiaoyao as the number one genius of the Tang family, Tang Long's status will naturally rise.

Therefore, those tribesmen came up one after another to make friends.

"Tang Long, just now my son Tang Ji obtained the inheritance of the sixth-grade immortal soul. How about a marriage between our two families?"

"Let me go back and think about it, and I'll give you an answer in a few days." Tang Long replied indifferently.

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao who was being dragged away suddenly raised his head!

marriage?Consider it?

He and Ruoxue had already engaged in a marriage, and everyone in Tangjiabao knew about it, but Uncle Long, who had always treated him kindly, actually said such a thing at this time?
What about Ruoxue's attitude?
Looking back at Tang Ruoxue, she found that she had already left.

"Yeah, I'm already disappointed in myself, so why not Ruoxue..."

Yi Xiaoyao gave a wry smile, lowered his head again and let the servants drag him away.

……

"What nonsense, Young Castle Master, you trash will be kicked out for begging soon."

The two servants who dragged Yi Xiaoyao threw him into the room, mocked with disdain and left.

Yi Xiaoyao was lying on the ground in the house, facing the servant's harsh words, he no longer cared.

He stared blankly at the beam, and after an unknown period of time, he gradually calmed down a bit.

"Why did it become like this? The failure to communicate with the immortal soul has nothing to do with my soul qualifications, but those immortal souls are afraid of me and hate me! But I am just an ordinary person, how could the immortal soul be afraid of me and hate me? "

What Yi Xiaoyao didn't expect was that a strange response came from his muttering to himself.

"Those fairy souls are not afraid of you, but me! They don't hate you, but me!"

This voice is like clear water and a sharp sword, clear and sharp, coming from Yi Xiaoyao's mind.

"Who!"

Yi Xiaoyao was startled suddenly, he exclaimed, and then his mood gradually stabilized, and then he thought of the information that the voice said just now.

"Why is the immortal soul afraid of you? And why does it hate you?" Yi Xiaoyao asked.

The voice laughed lightly, and said: "Because, all the countless immortal souls on this immortal gang died under my sword! Do you think they are afraid or not? Do you hate them?"

When Yi Xiaoyao heard the words, his heart was in a turbulent state. You must know that the immortal souls on the fairy gang were all immortals, but this person actually said that they were all killed by him.

Yi Xiaoyao would never have believed this before, but after what happened just now, he had no choice but to believe it.

At the same time, the anger in his heart suddenly found an outlet.

"It turned out that it was because of you that I failed to obtain the inheritance of the immortal soul! Who are you, don't play tricks with me, come out!"

The next moment, the voice burst into laughter.

"Immortal Soul Inheritance? Even a Ninth Grade Immortal Soul is nothing compared to my inheritance!"

Then he said again: "Boy, if you want me to come out, you have to answer me. Are you willing to accept my sword god inheritance?"

Yi Xiaoyao was immediately stunned by these words.

Do you still need to answer this kind of question?

If what this person just said is true, then this person is above the immortal!His inheritance must be far from being comparable to the inheritance of immortal souls!

What's more, Yi Xiaoyao has no chance to obtain the immortal soul inheritance, and he has no choice.

"Sword God Inheritance?"

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes lit up, he nodded decisively and said, "I am willing!"

(End of this chapter)