The Heavenly Sword Emperor

"You, it's a good life to understand it!"

After speaking, Zhou Xing's statue suddenly dimmed countless times. As soon as the Zhou Tianxingchen Sword Scripture came out this week, Zhou Xing's remnant soul power was consumed countless times again!

At this time, Zhou Tong was already immersed in the endless mysteries of the Zhou Tianxingchen Sword Sutra, unable to extricate himself.

"Old man, you consume a lot of money..."

Tian Yang glanced at the dim Zhou Xing and said, the expression on his face did not change, but his tone changed a lot.

Hearing this, Zhou Xing gave a free and easy smile, "Consume and consume, I am a dead person, this remnant soul will dissipate sooner or later."

"Rather than being sealed by the power of the calamity and suffocating and dying, it is better to complete your mission and die happily."

Zhou Xingdao, hearing this, Tian Yang nodded slightly, but his heart was a little heavy.

There is no great emperor who can live for 10,000 years, only a remnant of the soul remains, Zhou Xing, is already a dead person.

Unless it is like Chilong Wuzun and Shixu Yuanhuang, who directly transcends the Heavenly Realm and transcends the world, it is possible to live forever.

However, Zhou Xing, still did not achieve this step.

"Now, don't disturb his cultivation, just go out for a walk."

Zhou Xing smiled, and then, the statue of the ancestor trembled suddenly, and Zhou Xing's remnant soul flew out.

Tian Yang glanced at it, and his heart became heavier: Zhou Xing's soul was almost transparent to the extreme.

As if blowing a breath, it will be extinguished directly.

"When I died, I didn't seem to have anything left, tsk tsk, it's all because of the shattering of that stupid civilization, so I don't know where to go."

Zhou Xing muttered, hearing the words, Tian Yang chuckled lightly, "It is said that they set up a tomb for you, do you want to take a look."

Hearing this, Zhou Xing was stunned for a while, then nodded with a smile, "Okay, condolence to yourself, you boy, you are full of creativity."

The two slowly left this place. Before Tian Yang left, he also set up a circle of restrictions to prevent other people from interfering with Zhou Tong's comprehension of Zhou Tianxingchen Sword Sutra.

The first time to comprehend the cultivation method of the top grade of the sky is the most important. If it disturbs others, Zhou Tong will cry to death.

However, after Tian Yang arranged this circle of restrictions, Zhou Xing's soul dimmed again.

Zhou Xingjiansheng's robe and crown is located in the back mountain of Xingchen Sword Sect, surrounded by mountains and waters, and it is a good Fengshui treasure.

Here, people are rare, and it is firmly blocked by the Star Sword Sect, and no one is allowed to enter the tomb of the desecrated ancestors.

Even if it's just a tomb, it won't work.

"You are... Lord Tianyang! Is Lord Tianyang here to mourn our ancestors? Please come in!"

And the young disciple guarding the back mountain also saw Tian Yang's appearance, and immediately became excited.

Before, he was also struggling to fight with the disciples of Ziyang Sect, and was almost killed. If it wasn't for the sun falling from the sky, otherwise, he would have already died in this battle!

Now that Tianyang wants to go in and take a look, he will naturally not stop him, and Zhou Tong, Zhou Ming, and Zhou Peng, the three most influential people in the Star Sword Sect, will not stop either.

However, seeing the enthusiasm of the guard disciple, Tian Yang smiled, nodded to him, and walked into the back mountain of Xingchen Sword Sect.

Watching Tianyang leave, the guard suddenly touched his head, "Something seems to have followed Tianyang in just now? Strange, there is no sense."

At this time, Tian Yang and the two had already arrived in the tomb of Zhou Xing Sword Saint.

This tomb was erected when Zhou Xingjian died 10,000 years ago, and it will still be preserved even after 10,000 years.

When the Ziyang Sect invaded, the people of the Star Sword Sect also protected it well and moved it here to worship day and night.

"This is your tomb. What, do you want to put incense sticks for you?"

Tian Yang looked at the ordinary tomb with only sword-shaped boulders and a few things Zhou Xing used during his lifetime, and smiled at Zhou Xing next to him.

Hearing this, Zhou Xing chuckled lightly, "Forget it, anyway, you guy will definitely not pay homage to me with sincerity."

"By the way, you haven't said it yet, how did you come back to life? As an anti-lei fighter and a pioneer in tribulation, shouldn't you be the first to die?"

Zhou Xing said with a smile, hearing this, Tian Yang also smiled slightly, instead of choking Zhou Xing, he sat down and spoke slowly.

"I don't know what's going on. I only know that at the moment when I was hit by the God of Destruction Thunder, my body was shattered, and my soul fell asleep instantly."

"Waking up from a deep sleep, I have been reborn in the Northern Wilderness Region, a waste young master from the Heavenly Family of Xuefeng Kingdom..."

Tian Yang was talking slowly, and Zhou Xing was also listening very carefully, occasionally commenting with a smile.

Neither of them mentioned Zhou Xing himself, because they all knew.

Zhou Xing's remnant soul has not been able to remain in this world for long.

Humans cannot be resurrected from the dead, unless they are in charge of all worlds and reverse the time and space, but even if they break through the heavenly realm and reach a new realm, they are only detached from this world.

When Tian Yang seized the unbelievably slim opportunity and successfully reached the pinnacle of martial arts, when he was in charge of all realms, I am afraid that Zhou Xing had already entered the cycle of reincarnation.

With the passage of time, when Tian Yang's story gradually came to an end, Zhou Xing's body also faded to the extreme.

Even Tianyang, without using the power of the soul to scan, has already lost sight of Zhou Xing!

"Your state... don't you think about letting me take action?"

Tian Yang frowned. Hearing this, Zhou Xing smiled indifferently, "It's useless, life, old age, sickness and death, even the emperor and the strong can't get rid of it."

"As long as I stay in this world, it will be difficult to achieve longevity. It is a miracle that my remnant soul can last for 10,000 years."

"So, did you bring Qingyuan wine?"

Zhou Xing said with a smile, hearing this, Tian Yang didn't look surprised, and chuckled, "I already knew you would be like this, the Qing Yuan wine that I brewed by myself is enough!"

The next moment, the space bag flashed, and thirty jars of Qing Yuan wine appeared in front of Tian Yang!

Seeing this, Zhou Xing's eyes lit up, "Not bad! You know I like this, come on, blow it up!"

The next moment, Zhou Xing directly picked up a Qingyuan wine and poured it straight into it! !

Seeing this, Tianyang was no less inferior, and he started to drink like crazy! !

The flames burned the throat, but Tianyang didn't react at all. He didn't even plan to use his true essence and physical strength, and he directly resisted the feeling of burning his throat!

Unstoppable tears flowed from his eyes.

And Zhou Xing is also drinking wildly, one altar after another!

Zhou Xing's soul phantom was slightly more obvious, and there were tears on his face!

In the end, the thirty jars of wine were all drunk, and Zhou Xing's soul phantom was also bright to the extreme!

This is, back to the light!

"Haha! I finally regained a city! This time, I drank more than you!"

Zhou Xing threw the wine jar to the side and laughed.

Hearing this, Tian Yang also burst into laughter, "That's right! This time, I lost!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Two peerless powerhouses, on this small hill, separated by thousands of years, laughed again at Jiu.

At this time, a little flame appeared on Zhou Xing's body.

Seeing this, Tian Yang also stopped his laughter, tears wet his chest, looked at Zhou Xing, and saluted suddenly!

"Brother! Good luck all the way!!"

And Zhou Xing also laughed, letting the flame devour his entire body.

"Brother! Take care!"

The next moment, the flames skyrocketed wildly, completely engulfing Zhou Xing's soul.

Ten thousand years ago, Sword Saint Zhou Xing was the last ray of consciousness left in this world.

The smoke disappeared.