Shura Sword.

Oh, no, it should be the Blood-Drinking Sword.

Back then, the Blood-Drinking Sword was warmed by the immortals, and his master was a warrior on the battlefield of the hundred classics. The blood in his body was originally the blood of killing.

His sword drinks blood and is also the blood of killing, so the killing energy inside the sword is very powerful.

At that time, after obtaining the sword, Shura Tianzun used his own cultivation to forge it.

So the Shura Sword has changed a long time ago, and the soul in its body has changed a long time ago.

Become conscious and become a conscious bloodthirsty soul.

So when Liu Tian got it, its soul wanted to devour Liu Tian's soul, but it was suppressed by the sword soul later.

Just now, his original owner wiped off the seal of the sword soul, and the initial soul also came out. The moment he came out, he was about to swallow it, swallowing endlessly.

But he chose the wrong partner, and he chose his original owner.

That is the existence of ancient gods, how could he be swallowed by him?

A black aura flew out from the Shura Sword again, and the skeleton man squeezed it into his hand.

"Well, okay." The Skeleton Man sighed.

The black breath kept struggling and trembling in his hands, but the latter had no intention of letting go.

"I will warm you and foster you, but you are no longer my partner." Skull murmured, "Go."

As he said that, he pinched his skeleton hand hard, and then the black aura instantly turned into air and dissipated into the air.

Seeing this, Liu Tian knew that his senior had ruined it.

"Senior, thank you for not killing my partner." Liu Tian said gratefully.

No matter what, Sword Soul helped him at the beginning, although at the beginning it made a deal with it with its own purpose.

But with the contact, Liu Tian found that it was not that kind of person. It just wanted to recover its own body, but just wanted to escape from the sword body.

After all, it was forcibly sealed inside by the Shura God.

"It's okay." The skeleton man shook his head and said, "It's your partner, just like me and the sword soul, I understand it after all, so I don't hurt it.

But because it sealed this soul, it almost exhausted its own soul power.

Your current cultivation level—”

The skeleton man looked at Liu Tian again, then shook his head, "There is basically no possibility of letting it wake up."

"I know. But one day I will wake it up. It was for me to fall asleep. As long as I can grow to that day, I will definitely wake it up."

"What if I wake it up?" asked the Skeleton Man.

Liu Tian was silent for a moment, and then said, "After waking it up, I will not let it return to the sword body. I will return it's free body. It does not belong to the sword body, and it should not be sealed in this thing."

"Haha." The skeleton man suddenly laughed and said, "The so-called practice of Taoism, the so-called cultivation of immortality. In the end, he was just alone and abandoning all human feelings. It was great that you could think of doing this."

"Senior is joking." Liu Tian smiled and shook his head, "I have never been to cultivate immortality or Taoism in my life. I have reached this point step by step. This is not what I want at all. What I want is that everyone I care about is safe and sound.

All the strength I have is to protect the people I care about, and this is the meaning of my practice.”

"Not bad." The skeleton nodded faintly.

"Senior, since I'm here, I want to know why you exist here and why you exist in this way? Why don't you go out?"

Liu Tian asked out the doubts in his heart.

This skeleton man has his own soul and can survive now. According to his cultivation level, it should be no problem to escape.

With this cultivation level, it is no problem to linger in the current world.

"I can't get out, and I don't want to get out." The skeleton man murmured.

"Why can't you get out?"

"This cemetery was once my territory and my world.

After practicing Taoism, I killed all people and all my people.”

"—" Hearing this, Liu Tian suddenly felt a chill on his feet. Who should be this person? He killed all his people.

"Does it feel scary, does it feel cruel?"

The skeleton smiled faintly, and the sound was very light, as if the people who killed a country were just trampling on a nest of ants to him.

"If one day you can grow to a certain height, you will find that those mortals are just ants, and in your eyes, they are like being disregarded.

Moreover, the country I had conquered at the beginning would always be peaceful and prosperous, but I was wrong. After I became a master of Taoism, I returned to my own territory.

My people are killing each other and fighting for territory.

I felt ridiculous, so I killed them and turned the territory into a cemetery.

Because I am an emperor, my lifeline is on my territory. After I die, I was buried in this territory. Because the lifeline of this territory lasts forever, I will always exist in this cemetery.

Can't leave."

Although Liu Tian heard it a little mysteriously, he seemed to understand it a little.

Then nodded.

The Skeleton Man continued, “I became a Taoist with my sword and became a saint with my sword.

Did you know what my name was back then?"

"What?"

"Sword Saint." The skeleton said lightly. Although his voice was plain, he had a trace of nostalgia, a trace of longing, and a trace of emotion.

It seems to be remembering the past of the world of cultivation, one man and one sword.

"I entered the Tao with my sword and became famous for the Sword Saint.

I thought I would gallop between the world, but I found that I was wrong. The so-called practice of Taoism is just a cover, and the so-called cultivation of immortality is just a scam. After all, I died tragically in the prison of heaven and earth."

"Please tell me in detail, senior." Liu Tian asked with a frown.

"I can't say it, I can't say it." The skeleton man shook his head lightly.

"You will understand in the future.

In my life, I went from an inconspicuous tribe to the level of a king of a country step by step. I killed so many people, some should be killed, some should not be killed, and all those who should not be killed should not be killed.

During my life in practicing Taoism, I have killed countless people, and my sword drank countless people's blood.

I have achieved my own swordsmanship and understood my own sword intent.

But in the end, I can't jump out of this world.

I'm tired and regretful.

I want to go back to where I was originally, to where I started.

But everything I know, my tribe, my family, my relatives, my brothers, is gone.

They have long turned into a simplified loess and have been buried underground for thousands of years.

I don’t know how many lifetimes I have been in the cycle of reincarnation, but I am alone and living in the world.
Chapter completed!