The two of them went down Jinxia Peak, and Song Yunge turned his head to take a look.

He suddenly felt inexplicable melancholy.

It seemed as if the child suddenly left his home, and was so sad that he was reluctant to leave, and he wanted to turn around and return.

Seeing him like this, Sun Xuan was even more worried and said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, it's better not to come here again!"

“Why?”

"Aren't you afraid of becoming crazy like the Blood Demon God Emperor and ending up with her!"

"Okay, I'll try not to come." Song Yunge nodded.

He also felt that it was a bit inappropriate.

It was too comfortable here, and his cultivation level improved too quickly. Now he stood in front of Sun Xuanzhen and felt that Sun Xuanzhen was no longer his opponent.

This entry speed is much faster than a thousand miles a day, which is extraordinary.

This is abnormal and not suffering. It is abnormal no matter how you improve so much.

So before he studied and understood the truth, he would not be prepared to come again, so as not to be unable to withstand the temptation and get deeper and deeper.

After the two floated out of Jinxia Peak and returned to their own courtyard, Sun Xuanzhen saw that he had no intention of going again and left with relief.

After Song Yunge returned to his yard, he looked around quietly. Although it had only been two days, he felt inexplicably.

The air here is quiet, and the Hantian Sect really made him envious. There are countless secrets in the Wanxiang Tower. If he wants to practice, he can just shrank in the yard to practice with his heart's content without anyone disturbing him.

Usually, just help your master and then grab resources, it is a paradise and much more interesting than being in the lower realm.

Unfortunately, there is no Zhuo Xiaowan here.

He stretched out his hand and slowly got on the Night Demon Sword.

An invisible force surged and was about to bounce him away.

His body was spontaneously adjusted, and powerful power naturally emerged, fighting against the power on the sword.

The two forces were stalemate, and the white light flashed on Song Yunge's body, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his splendor shone brightly.

After a while, Song Yunge breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, he suppressed the rebound of the Night Demon Sword and was finally qualified to get the sword. This was done by the master on purpose, just to motivate him.

If his cultivation level has not been improved, he will not be able to pick up the Night Demon Sword, and he can only watch and be jealous of him.

This was a great stimulation, which made him practice harder.

Song Yunge gently stroked the Night Demon Sword, and several strands of hair floated down. He threw it to the ground, very casually.

Holding the Night Demon Sword, he smiled, then closed his eyes and began to activate the Feihong Jue.

Suddenly, my body gradually shone brighter and brighter, and then turned into a white rainbow that soared into the sky and disappeared suddenly.

"Huh?" Sun Xuanzhen, who was practicing martial arts in the yard of Wenming Building, looked up and shook her head.

The same is true for Zhou Yingying.

It is not uncommon for someone to cross the sky with a sword.

However, Wen Minglou was sitting in his room, feeling something strange, and frowned and looked at the sky.

——

Song Yunge remained awake, everything in front of him became distorted, only the colorful light was twisting.

Cold and darkness filled the surroundings, constantly eroding, trying to assimilate him and swallow him.

He tried his best to stay awake, pursuing the slightest sense in his heart, and never letting himself be lost.

When I felt that I was getting weaker and weaker and almost couldn't hold on, my eyes finally lit up and my whole body felt relaxed.

He let out a long sigh and knew that he was finally back.

Without even opening his eyes, he knew that he had returned to his original world. This was a feeling in the dark.

He opened his eyes and found himself in his mansion, and then activated the Blood Demon Swallowing Heaven Technique.

The invisible power quickly came from all directions, getting stronger and stronger. He looked down at his body.

From nothing to something, first the heart, then the liver and lungs, then the other internal organs, and finally the arms, legs and feet.

Half an hour later, he recovered from his integrity, then reached out and a long vermilion robe floated over, covering himself.

He let out a long sigh, stretched his arms, clenched his fists, and kicked his legs. It was no different from his original body, it was his original body!

"Come in." Song Yunge said loudly.

The four girls Zhuo Xiaowan floated in and looked at him curiously, wanting to see what was different about him.

Others are all spiritual souls, and so are his, but why suddenly they become a complete person?

Mei Ying looked at him curiously: "Is your body real? How did you get it?"

This is the most curious thing for all the girls.

Song Yunge shook his head: "How long has it been?"

"Two days." Mei Ying said: "Do you still have to keep it secret? Otherwise, your body was transformed by the demon skills?"

With only this explanation, he also came to take over his body and then changed it through the Demonic Art.

Song Yunge said angrily: "It's a magical skill,... Forget it, this time it's a waste of work!"

"Why are you busy with your work?" Mei Ying became more and more curious.

Yang Yunyan said: "Didn't you bring back the treasure? Is it very dangerous to find the treasure?"

She could guess that it would be so difficult for Song Yunge to go up. As the Sword God, I'm afraid it would be the last one after going up.

By looking at the performance of these Gods of Yuxiao, you can tell that they are all stronger than the masters of the Sword God, while these Gods of Yuxiao are the masters of the lowest level of Yuxiaotian.

Song Yunge sighed and shook his head: "I found it, but unfortunately I couldn't bring it back. I'm anxious!"

In fact, he already felt that something was wrong, but with a lucky intention, he always wanted to give it a try. What if he could really bring it down?

Unfortunately, it still failed. The Night Demon Sword did not come down with me, obviously because it belonged to Wen Minglou, not me.

If it was your own sword, you might be able to come down with you, but it belongs to Wen Minglou, and your intention is the same as Wen Minglou.

"Are you anxious?" Yang Yunyan asked curiously.

Song Yunge said the matter and shook his head and said, "It seems that he has to use his own ability to grab one and take it down completely! ... I'm going back soon!"

"...Then be careful." Yang Yunyan hurriedly said: "It's not here."

"The Son of God Yuxiao will continue to send him down." Song Yunge said: "They will not give up, you should be careful."

"Of course." Yang Yunyan said proudly: "No one can escape!"

Song Yunge smiled, nodded, and his eyes fell on Zhuo Xiaowanying's white face, and met her bright eyes.

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "Senior brother, be careful."

Song Yunge smiled, his figure gradually brightened, and then turned into a white rainbow and soared into the sky, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"This is not bad." Yang Yunyan smiled and said, "Come on when you say it, go on when you say it, come and go freely!"

Mei Ying showed an envious look.

She also wanted to go up and see what she looked like, but unfortunately she lacked her cultivation and could not use the Feihong Art.

She then pursed her lips and smiled, "Is the military leader still practicing in seclusion? I'm afraid it won't be possible in a short while."

Thinking of Zhou Lingshu's defeat, she couldn't help but laugh.

All the girls smiled a little, and found it particularly funny.

Zhou Lingshu is the military leader. Although he is about the same age as them, he is very majestic and they feel deeply pressured.

The more majestic she is, the more funny the incident this time it will be.
Chapter completed!