Suddenly, a voice that was chilling to the bones but mixed with a bit of joking sounded from behind the two of them.
Hearing the sound, Yunyuan's heart trembled, and his steps became stiff.
After turning around, he saw a figure with dirty hair and blood all over his body staring at him with a half-smile.
"Family meeting? Talk about it!"
The cold words sounded again, making people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
Yunyuan's body trembled uncontrollably, and a lingering sense of fear arose out of thin air.
Hasn’t this piece of trash lost all his cultivation?
Why does he have a feeling of death in his body?
Suppressing the fear in his heart, Yun Yuan said in a trembling voice: "The family meeting will be held in three days. At that time, the head of the family will ask Brother Yun Mang to replace you as the young head of the family."
As soon as the words fell, a biting chill filled the originally dark cell, making both of them breathless.
"Very good. It seems that the father and son have really put a lot of thought into the position of young master."
Yun Mo's eyes were dark, making it difficult to tell what was in his heart.
"Yun Mo, although your cultivation has recovered somewhat, you are still not a match for Brother Yun Mang. I advise you to..."
"Noisy!" Yun Mo retracted his right hand indifferently, his eyes were cold.
A blood hole appeared from the opponent's chest, and Yun Yuan's body fell straight down, but his widened pupils told of his unwillingness.
thump!
"Spare your life, Master Yun, Yun Yuan instigated me to do all this!"
The jailer's eyes were wide open, his face was pale, and he knelt on the ground and screamed in fear.
With a sneer, Yun Mo walked towards the outside of the dungeon.
Seeing Yun Mo disappear from sight, the jailer was relieved, wiped away the cold sweat, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
Buzz!
However, at this moment, a ray of spiritual power appeared silently, and the smile on the jailer's face was frozen.
From heaven to hell!
This is the price Yunmo wants them to pay.
The price of life!
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After walking out of the dungeon, Yun Mo rarely felt how warm the sun was shining on his body.
"This is... someone has escaped from prison!"
"That's Young Master Yunmo!"
When the attendants of the Yun family saw Yun Mo covered in blood, their eyes showed great disbelief.
"Get away, or... you'll die!"
Looking at the attendant standing in front of him, Yun Mo's eyes were cold and he spoke coldly.
The attendants only felt a cold word that struck their souls, causing them to break into a cold sweat.
Trembling, the attendants were puzzled as to why Yun Mo, who had previously lost all his cultivation, had such an aura.
"No, Yun Mo killed Master Yun Yuan!"
Rapid footsteps approaching accompanied by frightened words, a group of guards appeared from the dungeon.
"You loser actually dares to kill Master Yunyuan, you are really asking for death!"
One of the guards stepped forward and shouted sternly.
As far as he knew, Yun Mo was just a loser who had lost all his cultivation.
"court death?"
Yun Mo looked at the guard.
"Naturally, even if you are lucky enough to recover, what can you do..."
Suddenly, the guard's body shook, and a blood hole appeared between his eyebrows, and his eyes became dull.
This scene made everyone else startled, with huge shock on their faces.
Then, the spiritual energy in Yun Mo's body filled the palms of his hands, and his palms seemed to turn into magical weapons at this moment.
Boom!
The two guards standing in front of him didn't even have a chance to react.
He was struck in the throat by Yun Mo's hand knife. His life disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he died tragically on the spot.
Bang bang!
In the midst of lightning and flint, Yun Mo killed two more people. His palms turned into death's scythes, ruthlessly depriving them of their lives.
"Yun Mo killed Master Yun Yuan, everyone, go ahead and kill Yun Mo!"
A guard at the sixth level of the Spiritual Pulse Realm shouted loudly.
He still didn't believe that one useless person could stop so many of them.
Before they could take action, Yun Mo jumped up, his fingers turned into claws, scratched the neck of a guard, and grabbed a long sword.
Under the rotation of Yun Mo's spiritual power, the sword was like a rainbow in the dark night, and his hand was like lightning. The sword was fierce and pierced into a person's chest.
Without the slightest mercy, Yun Mo's suffering could not be explained clearly in a few words.
If these people dare to attack him, they will suffer the consequences of death.
"Yun Mo killed Master Yuan, let's kill him together..."
The movement here attracted all the guards in the backyard, and people came one after another and swarmed up.
"Well done!"
The aura around Yun Mo's body surged, and the aura of the spiritual mortal realm fully unfolded, and a strong sense of suffocation hit everyone's body.
"ah······"
The shrill screams spread in the Yun family's backyard, making people stand on end in horror.
The entire back hall was already covered in blood.
There were stumps of limbs and broken arms everywhere on the ground, and the air was filled with a rich and pungent smell of blood.
Yun Mo swayed left and right in the crowd, his sword like a spiritual snake, his moves were deadly, and he was already numb from the killing.
After a long time, except for a few people who escaped, everyone else died tragically on the spot.
"The Yun family...this is just the beginning..."
Yun Mo wiped the blood on the sword with his tattered clothes, and walked outside with the sword in hand.
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The cold night came quietly, and several hours had passed since Yun Mo made the noise today.
The senior management of the Yun family also learned of the news, and after several investigations, they found out that the news was true.
"This little beast has actually recovered his cultivation! How is this possible!"
A middle-aged man in rich clothes sat upright, his weather-beaten face full of gloom.
This person is none other than the eldest elder of the Yun family, Yun Ao!
"Father, that Yun Mo was hit by the Spirit Devouring Powder, and it is impossible to recover his cultivation. Could it be that the news is wrong?"
Below, a handsome young man in a blue shirt cupped his hands and asked.
"This matter reveals something fishy. Of course I know the toxicity of the Spirit Devouring Powder. Most of the dead guards were killed by one blow. The person who took action should be at the ninth level of the spiritual vein realm."
Yun Ao's eyes were dark and somewhat doubtful.
"Mang'er, Yun Mo can't escape our grasp. Don't pay attention to it for now. You should be prepared for the family meeting in three days."
"After all, other families will come to watch the ceremony when you take over the position of young master. You can't make our Yun family less popular."
After pondering for a moment, Yun Ao changed the subject and spoke in a deep voice.
"yes."
Hearing the sound, Yun Mang looked happy, bowed his hands, and retreated.
"No matter whether you recover or not, you can't escape the final outcome!"
For a long time, a harsh voice sounded in the empty main hall.
A dilapidated courtyard.
Inside the house, Yun Mo was calm and focused, sensing the Shadow Bearing Sword in the sea of souls.
He was able to reincarnate and rebuild, so the Shadow Sword probably played an extremely important role.
The Shadow Bearing Sword is a treasure that contains the power of space. Yun Mo was the strongest in the world in his previous life, but he still did not understand its mystery.
Buzz——
At this moment, a purple star light suddenly rose from the sword body and enveloped Yun Mo's consciousness.
Yun Mo just felt dizzy and came to a dark, ancient and vicissitudes of life place.
"Is this the sword body space of the Shadow Sword?"
Yun Mo walked cautiously in this dark space, feeling a little confused.
In his previous life, he was also a strong man in the realm of divine transformation, and the scene in front of him was something he had never seen before.
moment.
Yun Mo came to a stone monument. The space inside the sword was pitch black, without any light.
There is an evil and desolate atmosphere in the air.
Yun Mo subconsciously walked forward and saw a stone tablet standing in front of him.
The words engraved on the tombstone read: All realms are respected, the divine path is not revealed, the divine path is lost, and a narrow escape is possible.
The pitch-black words were carved like divine weapons, as if they had the potential to destroy the world.
Each stroke contains countless mysteries.
Just sixteen words, Yun Mo's consciousness was deeply immersed in it, as if he saw a lonely figure standing on the top of the mountain.
Between the lines, feelings of unwillingness and helplessness surged into Yun Mo's heart.
Is this a trace left by the original owner of Chengying Sword?
In his previous life, Yun Mo couldn't even discover that Chengying Sword still had this place.
He secretly speculated: "Could this be the sword body space?"
Yun Mo was a strong man in the realm of divine transformation in his previous life, and he tried every means but could not learn the secret of the Shadow-Cheng Ying Sword.
I didn't expect to be reincarnated, but by chance, I entered the space within the Shadow Sword.
"If the divine path is not revealed, the true god does not exist. All living things are shackled by heaven and earth. On the divine path, countless peerless geniuses and ancient heroes continue to die young. This is a game, a game with the way of heaven."
"I will use my last remaining thoughts to help you succeed in reincarnation. There is not much time left for you in this life."