Absolutely not my father

Chapter 1

As the name suggests, the Nether Forest is as secluded as the waning moon, and as dark as a deep prison.Everywhere you look, there are dense trees covered with faint blue flames, which makes people shudder.

At a certain moment, a bright white light suddenly exploded in the sky, illuminating the Nether Forest shrouded in darkness all year round as if it were daytime, followed by a deafening explosion.

The violent magic power overflowed from the center of the explosion, destroying a large number of surrounding trees, and even the flames on the edge were almost blown out by the strong wind, shaking tremblingly, which shows the power of the explosion.

After the explosion, a clearing was cleared in the center of the Nether Forest, in which stood a woman in a white palace dress.The woman's pretty face was cold, and she was holding a sword in her right hand, with blood dripping down the snow-white blade. She was holding a swaddle in her left hand, which contained a sleeping baby.

There were several black shadows standing around the woman. These black shadows were all covered in black robes, and they could only vaguely resemble human figures.Sweeping over with divine sense, not to mention seeing his face clearly, he couldn't even feel his breath.

Standing in front of him, it seems as if he doesn't exist. In this case, either the man in black has some rare secret technique, or the man in black's cultivation is much higher than that of the woman.

The woman obviously thought of this, no matter which one, it is not good news for her, she raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said in a cold voice.

"My concubine has no grievances or enmities with you, why do you press so hard?"

Hearing this, the black figure at the front raised a hand and pointed at the swaddling clothes in the woman's hand.

"Give him to us."

There was no fluctuation at all, like the sound of iron nails scratching on the glass, coming from the black figure, it was very uncomfortable to hear.

After hearing the content of the words clearly, the woman's face became a little colder, and the sword in her hand flicked with a flick of her wrist, pointing at the black shadow.

"It seems that your Excellency has made up his mind to become an enemy of Zhengyangzong, and I am so angry that I can't obey."

The black shadow didn't speak anymore, and his figure turned into an afterimage to attack the woman in a flash. The others also moved at the same time. The two sides fought together again, and white sword lights continuously flashed in the center of the Nether Forest.

At this moment, no one noticed that a black ray of light stopped at the edge of the Nether Forest.

After the light dissipated, a tall man appeared. The man was about 28-[-] years old. He was dressed in a black python robe, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a shaved face with thin lips. Xiuling the cliff is known as the ancestor of the cliff.

Ling Juebi's eyes fell on the battle not far away, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.He was passing by here by chance, but he didn't expect to run into this battle. Speaking of which, the woman among them can be regarded as his acquaintance.

Since ancient times, good and evil have been incompatible. Since Ling Juebi is a demon cultivator, he naturally dislikes righteous immortal cultivators. Except for the small fights on weekdays, the major forces of the two sides will fight against each other every ten thousand years.

The Heavenly Demon Sect under Ling Juebi is on par with the Zhengyang Sect, the top sect of Xianxiu, and they have formed a deep enmity for tens of thousands of years. The Taoist couple's seat is clear.

Although the Nether Forest is the territory of demon cultivators, it is not the courage of ordinary people to dare to attack Xi Qingruo. Everyone knows that Zhai Yunkong loves this Taoist companion very much, and killing Xi Qingruo will bear the anger of the entire Zhengyang Sect. The unrelenting attitude of the man in black probably has something to do with it.

That's good too, to save him from making another move.

In addition, Ling Juebi was quite surprised by the skills of those men in black. His cultivation level was much higher than that of Xi Qingruo, but he still couldn't find the whereabouts of the men in black. It looks like a demon cultivator, not an immortal cultivator, and even with Ling Juebi's experience, he can't tell the truth.

"When did these people come to the cultivation world?"

Ling Juebi had doubts in his heart, but his body was still hidden in the dark, watching several people force Xi Qingruo to the cliff with cold eyes.

Several men in black faintly formed a formation, and there was a tacit understanding between offense and defense. All the sword lights were blocked one foot away, and they could not hurt them at all.After fighting for so long, they were hardly injured. On the other hand, Xi Qingruo was seriously injured, and her spiritual power was almost exhausted.

Since she couldn't escape death, she wouldn't make him feel better!

Glancing at the swaddling clothes in her hand, a stern look flashed in Xi Qingruo's eyes. She bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed blood on the sword. At the same time, the spiritual power in her body surged towards Gui Xuejian desperately. Under the action of spiritual power, it emits a shining white light.

The next moment, a white light that was more dazzling than before appeared on the edge of the cliff, illuminating all creatures in the Nether Forest, and there was a sound that shook the world, and the entire cliff was cut down neatly.

Xi Qingruo and those men in black all perished in the terrifying sword light, leaving not a single hem of their clothes.

"It turned out that we all died together..."

Ling Juebi raised his hand to remove the protective shield on his body, and walked to the edge of the cliff, his spiritual consciousness covered the entire Nether Forest, no, not even a trace of remnant souls, it seems that Xi Qingruo did drag those people to their deaths together, and the soul flew away kind.

Standing for a moment, Ling Juebi looked at the only two things left on the cliff: a sword that was broken in two and the swaddling baby that Xi Qingruo was always holding.

The sword is a good sword, but it is a pity that it has been scrapped, and now it is not even considered as broken copper and rotten iron. Ling Juebi didn't even give it a peripheral vision. He raised his hand and sucked the swaddle into his hand. Looking down, the baby inside was still She was sleeping soundly, her pink cheeks were bulging, very cute.

"It looks pretty."

Ling Juebi chuckled, and casually tapped his fingers on the baby's forehead. After a while, his complexion changed suddenly.

This baby turned out to be a rare pure spirit body!

The so-called pure spiritual body is the purest cultivation physique. The magic power of this kind of physique cultivation has no attributes. In other words, any cultivation method can be cultivated.

Not only that, because the mana that is cultivated will eventually be transformed into the same kind, and the pure spirit body has the ability that other cultivators are most envious of, that is, no bottleneck!As long as the cultivation base is enough, it will be a matter of course to be promoted to the next level, and there is no need to break through the barrier at all.

You have to know how many cultivators died on the promotion stage. If there is no such obstacle, the road to cultivation will be much smoother. Therefore, every pure spirit body has an astonishing cultivation speed and inestimable achievements.

As one of the rarest physiques, it has been 10 years since the last time a pure spiritual body appeared in the cultivation world, and he did not expect this one to fall into his hands.

The son of the deadly enemy is the best heir. Think about Zhai Yunkong who is full of benevolence and morality. If he knows that his son has become a demon cultivator, what kind of expression will he have?

Ling Juebi's fingers brushed across the baby's cheek, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Father and son killing each other, it sounds good."

……

Not long after Ling Juebi left with the baby, a middle-aged man wearing a black Confucian robe appeared in the Nether Forest. Behind him were two old men, both elders of the Zhengyang Sect, and the identity of the man was unknown. It goes without saying that it is Zhai Yunkong, the suzerain of Zhengyang Sect.

"This is where Qingruo appeared last." Zhai Yunkong's consciousness spread in all directions, and finally stopped on the broken sword.

"This is Qingruo's Guixue Sword, a gift from me." Although his voice was still steady, Zhai Yunkong's hand holding the broken sword was trembling. The magic weapon of his life was broken, and he dared not imagine the ending of his lover.

The last straw that bent Zhai Yunkong was a small piece of cloth on the swaddle, which was still stained with a clean breath. Thinking of his beloved wife and the child who hadn't had time to see him, Zhai Yunkong squeezed the shattered soul in his hands card, bloodshot eyes appeared.

"I, Zhai Yunkong, swear here that whoever kills my wife and children will have their corpses broken into pieces and their souls scattered!"

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