She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement - Chapter 979

[Chapter 979]

Ye Qingyang was also a righteous monk who came from a famous family, punished evil and promoted good.

Although beast masters are respected in the Three Thousand Worlds, on the Divination Continent, fortune tellers are more respected and loved than beast masters. The status of the Jing family in the Divination Continent is like that of the War God Clan in the Canglang Continent.

That is a transcendent existence.

Ye Qingyang, who was able to get engaged to the little princess of the Jing family, naturally had a good family background.

The Ye family has never produced a fortuneteller, but the Ye family is a pure weapon fighting family, and all the beast masters in the family have the animal form of a fierce chopping axe. Ye Qingyang awakened to the animal state at the age of 9. At a young age, he fumbled for six years in the realm of judges, and at the age of 15, he broke through to the realm of monarchs early.

Even in the big world where there are so many geniuses, a young beast master who can break through the realm of master master at the age of 15 can be called a true genius.

Ye Qingyang’s engagement with Jing Jiaren was not only due to their similar family background, but also because of his inhuman cultivation talent.

Helplessly, at the age of 18, an accident happened to the Ye family and the whole family was wiped out.

The 18-year-old Ye Qingyang has been hiding for more than a month, and when he reappeared, the once handsome young man turned into a miserable and useless son. He shouldered the heavy responsibility of avenging his clansmen, and appeared in front of the gate of the Jing family in tattered clothes.

He couldn’t afford to kneel in front of the gate of the Jing family, and only asked the powerful Jing family to take him in and protect him for a period of time for the sake of his old friend, so that he could escape the pursuit of those mysterious strong men.

But how did the Jing family do it?

The head of the Jing family did not show up from the beginning to the end.

Ye Qingyang knelt outside the gate of Jing’s house for five days, his knees were already numb and festered. On the morning of the fifth day, he heard the sound of the gate of Jing’s house opening. The person who came out of it was not the Patriarch of the Jing family that he wanted to meet, but his young and beautiful young fiancée.

Jing Jiaren stood on the high platform in front of the gate, staring disdainfully at the helpless young man outside the gate. She looked bored and said in a disdainful tone: “My fiancé is the young master of the Ye family. The Ye family is gone. What kind of young master are you. Ye Qingyang, don’t be ashamed at the door, if you are sensible, just go away.”

18 years old is the age of youthful vigor and strong self-esteem.

Jing Jiaren’s words completely threw 18-year-old Ye Qingyang into the quagmire.

Faced with Jing Jiaren’s dislike and drive away, Ye Qingyang only asked her: “What are all the things in the past?”

What did she say?

She said: “Ye Qingyang, those who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me must be of the same family and equal. You can treat everything in the past as a sweet dream.”

She said that everything in the past is a sweet dream.

What is a sweet dream?

The toad ate swan meat in his dream, wishful thinking, it was a sweet dream.

After that morning, Ye Qingyang disappeared.

Not long after, a bloody Monarch Beast Heart appeared in the auction house, and it was auctioned for an unprecedented high price. It’s just because the previous master of the master’s beast heart was the proudest and most handsome young master of the Ye family.

Ye Qingyang’s beast heart was dug out, and his whereabouts were unknown, so everyone agreed that he was dead and would never come back.

But many years later, he came back.

The young man who used to punish evil and promote good with a chopping ax in his hand has turned into a ghost cultivator with a gloomy temperament and a bone sword in his hand.

Strictly speaking, a ghost cultivator who has lost his beast heart cannot be regarded as a beast master.

But in the Three Thousand Worlds, there is a very special continent called the Undead Continent.

Throughout the ages, most of the undead souls of beast masters who died with hatred and refused to be reincarnated will eventually drift to the Undead Continent. There, the undead re-cultivated with the body of the undead, which became a major feature.

Because they were all beast masters during their lifetime, the undead ghost cultivators after death are all beast masters.

As a ghost cultivator, Ye Qingyang is not well received by others, but he still has the same status and authority as an undead beast master.

He can still participate in the Beast Master trials.

When Zhan Wuya saw Ye Qingyang holding a bone sword and summoning a large number of ghostly skulls, his eyes showed regret.

Before the battle officially started, Zhan Wuya stared at the young man surrounded by black ghostly aura, and said suddenly: “I heard from Master that you were once the number one genius in the Divination Continent, and broke through to the realm of Junshi at the age of 15. Then When I was young, I wanted to meet you and compete with you.”

Zhan Wuya, who also awakened to the animal state at the age of 9, broke through to the realm of master master at the age of 16. .

Both he and Ye Qingyang are pure weapon combat beast masters, Zhan Wuya has always respected and cared about the number one genius in another big world.

But he didn’t expect that before he got the chance to meet Ye Qingyang, he got the news that Ye Qingyang’s entire clan was wiped out, his beast heart was destroyed, and he became a ghost cultivator.

After hearing that Ye Qingyang became a ghost cultivator, Zhan Wuya felt extremely regretful.

No one knew how Ye Qingyang, who was dug out of his beastly heart, survived that time, and how he stood up again with hatred in his heart.

Zhan Wuya’s seemingly regretful sigh pierced Ye Qingyang’s heart like a knife or a needle.

Ye Qingyang was in so much pain that she felt suffocated.

But he is a ghost cultivator.

It’s a ghost cultivator who deserves death. People are neither humans nor ghosts. Who cares whether a ghost is in pain or happiness?

The corners of Ye Qingyang’s mouth hooked slightly, his smile was indescribably ghostly and evil. “Zhan Wuya, don’t say such things to me in a pitiful tone without the pain of others. Do you know that your unintentional words tear open my scars and sprinkle salt on them?”

Zhan Wuya Wu Ya was stunned.

Ye Qingyang’s shuriken sword suddenly turned into a beam of white light, which penetrated the dark clouds in the sky, as if calling for something. He said hoarsely: “Stop talking nonsense, let’s fight directly!”

After finishing speaking, the black skull in the dark cloud was strung together by the bone sword into a skull pendant with no end in sight.

Ye Qingyang flew up, grasping the hilt of the bone sword tightly with his slender and pale fingers, “Ghosts scream!” He swung the hilt angrily, and the skulls strung on the sword smashed towards Zhan Wuya one after another. past.

When every skull smashed towards Zhan Wuya, it all turned into a dense cloud of ghostly aura that made people unable to see clearly.

Zhan Wuya was haunted by ghost energy all over his body, and his vision was completely dark immediately, and he couldn’t see anything clearly.

He held the spear in his hand, staring at the boundless and endless ghost energy with a calm expression, and he remained motionless.

It is a wise move to stay unchanged and respond to changes.

bang bang bang!

Countless skulls merged together, and the entire arena became ghostly, and the five fingers could not be seen.

The contestants sitting in the stands were shocked and disturbed when they saw Ye Qingyang make such a big commotion.

If this ghost cultivator fully grows up, he might be able to swallow everyone overnight.

The world was completely reduced to darkness, and the sun could not dispel the darkness and descended on the earth.

At this moment, everything in the world is a ghost.

Zhan Wuya noticed that the ghostly aura in the air became thicker and thicker, his heart sank, he couldn’t tell where the exit was, and where Ye Qingyang was hiding that night.

Zhan Wuya clenched the spear in his hand, closed his ears, and listened carefully to the changes around him.

“Wuya.” Zhan Wuya suddenly heard a weak boy’s voice, it was the voice of the elder brother.

“Wu Ya.” The elder brother’s voice was getting closer and closer to him.

Brother!

Zhan Wuya’s heart tightened.

Zhan Wuya once had an older brother who was a twin.

And as strong as he is, his brother is as weak as he is physically.

They all said that in the mother’s womb, he robbed too much nutrition, which made his brother weak and sick at birth. When Zhan Wuya awakened to animal form at the age of nine, his elder brother died suddenly overnight.

Others say that Zhan Wuya is infinitely beautiful, and he is the direct disciple of the Patriarch of the God of War Clan.

But no one knows that Zhan Wuya is the most unpopular child in his native family.

Although he is very talented, he is a sinner who took away his brother’s life and luck.

At home, my mother looked at him with indifference and sorrow forever. On the day my brother passed away, my mother held his shoulders tightly. Her sharp fingertips pierced his clothes and penetrated into his delicate flesh and blood. His mother was hoarse and asked him through gritted teeth: “Why didn’t you die!”

My brother was weak since he was a child, so my mother put all her attention and attention on him.

She took good care of her eldest son for nine years, but died suddenly. The poor woman felt helpless and painful, so she vented her hatred on her second son.

(end of this chapter)