The daughter of space rebirth

Chapter 380 Rong Han's Past and Present

"However, that evil body of merit and good fortune was snatched from my Rong family's god, so no matter how well he hides it, he will be discovered by that god."

After listening to Rong Hua's words, Jun Lin nodded slightly to show that she was right: "If he hadn't discovered it in time, that evil would probably be the fourth case of an existence breaking into the God Realm."

At this time, Rong Hua's heart beat faster suddenly, and there was a slight pain suddenly, and her expression changed instantly.

Jun Lin's eyes were also fixed, and he pulled Rong Hua to walk a few steps quickly, and swiped again: "Let's go out."

……

While Rong Han hurried on uncontrollably, he became more and more vigilant.

Finally, he came to a dilapidated ruin full of desolation.

In the ruins, there was a figure in black clothes, his eyes slightly lowered, sitting cross-legged, his breath was gentle even though he was dead.

And beside him, there was a pitch-black skeleton with a long sword that still exuded a chill even after years.

When he got here, the feeling of can't wait in his heart gradually dissipated.

Rong Han showed a surprised expression, and the vigilance in his heart beat more and more quickly. At the same time, an extreme sense of crisis made him barely restrain the expression on his face.

For some reason, the figure in Xuanyi always made Rong Han feel disobedient, and that slight disobedience eventually caused the sense of crisis in his heart to spread throughout his whole body in an instant.

Rather... the corner of Rong Han's eyes glanced at the pitch-black skeleton, but the pitch-black skeleton gave him a very strange feeling, it seemed that the pitch-black skeleton had a lot to do with him, just like he used to be.

There was a long silence, only the rustling of the wind.

Finally, a hoarse voice resounded from the figure in the black robe sitting upright: "Who is this person? Why... the aura on his body... is so familiar?"

At this moment, the sense of crisis in Rong Han's heart reached the extreme, and his whole body screamed to leave!leave now!

He seemed to be relaxed, but in fact it was already a tight string: "Your junior, Rong Han, strayed into this place by mistake, please invite senior Haihan, and this junior will retreat right now."

As he said that, Rong Han cupped his hands and wanted to leave, but suddenly he couldn't move.

He only heard the hoarse voice muttering: "The Rong family...is it alright?"

Rong Han was stopped, with a trace of panic on his face, but his heart was unexpectedly calm because of the sense of crisis like a catastrophe: "The Rong family is fine."

There was a little excitement in the hoarse voice: "Okay... then... okay."

After a pause, the hoarse voice sounded again: "You... come forward."

Hearing this, the black bones around the figure in Xuanyi ran and trembled.

The hoarse voice suddenly became angry: "The evil... has been suppressed by..., and it is still so... restless!"

Then the hoarse voice said to Rong Han: "You... don't need to be afraid, this guy is... the one I suppressed... the one who wanted to bring disaster to the world... now it's just... only remnants, but still... The evil spirit is not dead, you...you can pull the sword from his... body, stab him... between the eyebrows, and his remnants... can be dissipated."

As soon as the voice fell, Rong Han suddenly realized that he could move. He lowered his eyes slightly to cover his thoughts, and walked towards the black skeleton according to the words of the figure in black clothes.

When he got close, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword. It was unexpectedly easy, as if the sword should have belonged to him in the first place.

At this time, the hoarse voice of the figure in the black robe sounded again, with a little imperceptible excitement: "Quick... stab it down!"

Rong Han smiled gently: "Yes, senior."

The last syllable fell, but he suddenly turned around with lightning speed, and stabbed at the figure in Xuanyi with his sword.

A hand as skinny as a tree branch suddenly stretched out and grabbed the blade of the sword. Immediately, the sound of piercing and rattling could be heard endlessly.

Bursts of white smoke suddenly came out of that hand, as if it had been corroded by the power of the sword.

At this time, the appearance of the figure in Xuan Yi changed drastically, and the originally gentle face was instantly withered and thin, giving people an indescribably eerie and eerie feeling.

He raised his eyelids, revealing a pair of blood-red evil eyes: "You are really...as usual...not easy to lie to."

Rong Han said with a blank expression, "Thank you so much for the compliment. I really didn't expect that you are still alive."

Just as he held the sword, countless fragments of consciousness rushed into his mind, causing him to almost roll on the ground in pain.

However, Rong Han held back forcibly, and while sorting out those fragments of consciousness little by little, he didn't show the slightest clue on his face.

"Hahaha..." The figure in the black robe couldn't help but find out when he heard the words, and it took a long time to stop: "Yes... I'm not dead... You don't hesitate to die together... at the price of... setting up this formation... shocking Killed me...but I'm still...alive! I'm...alive!"

Rong Han twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a touch of sarcasm: "To praise you, you are really out of breath. Really, I can't see that you are just a little sad now?"

Rong Han never imagined that he would be the reincarnation of the ancestor who was only mentioned in the oldest records of the Rong family and who many people doubted his existence!
What's more, I didn't expect that I was so unlucky in my previous life that I could become the youngest god besides the nine supreme gods and beasts who were born gods!
Of course, it is also the shortest-lived deity.

Rong Han glanced down at the sword in his hand, it was the sword of his destiny in his previous life—yes, Rong Han was a sword cultivator in his previous life.

The sword spirit of this sword died along with his previous life, but the sword body retains his strength and part of the remaining will when he was a god, so that he can guard this mysterious figure year after year until now .

In fact, at the beginning, his soul should have disappeared, disappearing between heaven and earth forever.

But because he was a good man for all ages, even if his merits and luck were taken away, even if he was deceived for a while, he would not be deceived forever, even if his merits and luck were taken away, he would not be deceived forever. When the merit of being robbed of luck is about to fly away.

Rong Han's reincarnation was too thorough, the past did not leave him the slightest trace, looking at the events of the previous life, in fact, there was not the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

In fact, it was the same when he was a god in his previous life, and he didn't have any fluctuations in the matter of being deprived of merit and luck when he was a mortal.

It's just that since it is his own thing, he has to take it back. Moreover, Rong Han's previous life could not tolerate his merits and luck being used by evil and become his tool for doing evil.

Hearing Rong Han's words, the aura of Xuanyi's figure instantly became extremely terrifying. Under the pressure of this aura, Rong Han was like a small boat floating on a stormy sea, and immediately his face couldn't help turning pale. white.

Seeing this, the figure in Xuanyi immediately laughed out loud: "Rong Yu, Rong Yu! How can you be better than me? Back then, I was nothing but an ant in front of you, but now, you are no more than an ant in front of me!" He There was an indescribable joy in his voice, this time, he even spoke smoothly.

Although the figure in Xuanyi was in the fairy world at the beginning, because of his uniqueness as an evil person, he has not survived the catastrophe of heaven, so he will not be led to ascend by the way of heaven when his strength is reached. However, if the way of heaven does not guide him, he can also go to the fairy world Or go to God Realm.

So when he fought against Rong Han's previous life, Rong Yu, he already had the cultivation of a true god. He originally waited for himself to improve a few more realms in the fairy world. He will go to God Realm only if his subordinates escape.

But who knows, before he succeeded, he was approached by a deity, and that deity was the mortal who had been robbed of his merit and luck back then!
The reason why he recognized it was because of the soaring black energy and lingering resentment—that was what he transferred to Rong Yu in his previous life, that mortal body, as an evil, the black figure came with bad luck and resentment Sin, this bad luck and resentment not only harm others, but also harm oneself.

Otherwise, if one is deprived of merit and good fortune, one will not have soaring black energy and entangled with resentment, and even if one suffers unlucky because of this, it will not be so unlucky that one may die if one step is taken.

But what made Xuanyi's figure even more surprised and jealous was that even if he was so unlucky, he could still suppress his luck and step by step reach the level of a god.

Thinking of what happened at the beginning, the eyes of Xuanyi figure were stained with hatred and resentment: "You are just a little fairy now, when I absorb this evil, steal its host's mind, and combine the two, I will definitely be able to return to my original state. In its heyday, it is impossible to say that it will make great strides!"

"At that time, I will draw out your spirit and torture you forever and ever!"

Rong Han raised his eyebrows and said clearly: "It turns out that you have always been jealous of me."

The expression of the figure in Xuanyi changed: "Jealous? Haha! Stop joking! I..."

Rong Han interrupted him with a sarcasm: "Isn't it? You don't envy me that you have diverted my bad luck and resentment, and scattered my soul, but I can still be successfully reincarnated?"

"Or, don't you envy me, who should be unlucky whoever touches who? Not only will others be unlucky, but I will also have unlucky luck, but I can suppress my own luck and not hurt others, and I have been promoted to the God Realm step by step , become a god, but you yourself can only change yourself by transferring your luck?"

"Are you really not jealous?"

Xuanyi's expression changed several times, isn't he jealous?How could he not be jealous!He was madly jealous!
Just at this moment, Rong Han's hand moved suddenly, and the divine power in the sword exploded, bombarding the figure in Xuanyi.

"You actually said those words on purpose to attract my attention! When the divine power erupts, there will be a big explosion here, and you will die too!" The complex expression on the face of the figure in Xuanyi suddenly changed to one of shock and anger. There is a trace of fear, after so many years of suppression by the god Rong Yu, the strength in his body has long since disappeared.

Although the power left by the god Rong Yu in the natal sword is only two to three out of ten, the god god is completely different from his original true god.

What's more, compared with ten out of ten and two out of ten, he is inferior.

(End of this chapter)