Hongkui thought that it was useless to hold the Infinite Night Pearl, so she handed it to Qianmo.

Qian Mo recognized it at a glance as genuine - Yinsha said that he didn't care, and he didn't help when he heard that he was in danger. This woman, duplicitous, is exactly the same as Xuanyuan.

The effect of the Infinite Night Pearl was beyond the exception, and all the pain on Xuanyuan's body had dissipated in less than ten hours. He sensed that cultivation and mana were gradually subsuming into his body, and he obviously felt that his steps were much lighter.

It's just that Xuanyuan knows that this treasure is unusual, and how did Qianmo get it. Qianmo said lightly, "Your master gave it to me."

It's not that he doesn't want to show off Yinsha's merits, it's that Hongkui warned him not to talk about Yinsha. For the lady's advice, he didn't dare to slack off.

How could Xuanyuan not know the importance of treasures to Yinsha. The Infinite Night Pearl, which integrates several powerful functions, was used to save his life by himself. All other effects have been lost, and it is already just an ordinary night pearl, the kind that may not even emit light in the dark.

His first thought at the moment was to find Yinsha and ask for clarification. Qian Mo is always very accurate when he stops people, and he happened to stop it this time.

"Don't go, she's afraid she's going to be in bed with that son at the moment. "Qian Mo took Yu and gradually soured him.

Xuanyuan's mind was very clear at this time: since Yinsha gave himself the Pearl of the Infinite Night, it was impossible for him to have any thoughts about other men. In terms of appearance, he thinks that he is the second, and no one dares to say the first; In terms of talent, he always felt superior; In terms of mana, he even boasted that he was the head of the Seven Kingdoms. Xuanyuan is 200% sure that Yinsha and Youjian are playing on the spot.

"Impossible!" Xuanyuan forcefully claimed that Yinsha would never betray himself and throw himself into the arms of others.

"General, someone is visiting. ”

When he and Qianmo were arguing, a pawn came to report.

"Who?"

"My subordinates haven't seen it, it's an elder with a fairy spirit. ”

Elder, Immortal Qi, Could it be Moga? No, Moga can come directly to the tent, why do you have to ask a small soldier to ask me in such a big circle.

Xuanyuan wondered which immortal in the Mantuo Divine Domain this could be.

"Let him out, don't you see us talking?"

Qian Mo first refused to visit, but Xuanyuan said, "Please let him in."

Qianmo seems to have eaten **, and he has a short temper. Xuanyuan openly called himself in front of his subordinates, and he instantly felt that the word master was disgraced and disappeared.

"Humph!" He was so angry that he didn't know what to say, flicked his sleeves, and strode out of the tent.

"This muddy boy, don't cry and shout and beg me to save you when you are hurt by a woman in the future!" He scolded all the way, not paying attention to the older immortals who passed by.

"I haven't seen you for thousands of years, but are you okay?"

Xuanyuan fixed his eyes and saw that this white-haired old man was the Maoshan Immortal Ancestor.

"Immortal Ancestor is here, what are you doing?"

"Now that the Red Blood Sword has been released, I'm here to tell you something. Some of the Nether Lord's relationship with you may be helpful in your quest to save the world. ”

"Immortal Ancestor might as well say it directly. ”

Everything has a causal connection, and all causes must have effects. The so-called dark power is also a negative force generated by something at the other extreme, and if you want to completely eliminate it, you must start from the source.

"You were born from the Crimson Sword Spirit, and the Lord of the Netherworld was born from the Broken Life Sword. The sword is smelted by the fire of the Liaoyuan, quenched by the water of the Xuanying, cast of gold and iron, with a wooden handle, and the golden pupil of the sword is the sword body, with a length of three feet six inches and five inches, and a width of three inches and three. The body of the sword is like a combination of primeval black gold and meteoric iron outside the sky, glowing with a faint ghostly light. However, after the sword body was cast, the "Blood Coating Array" forcibly stripped millions of souls and injected them into the sword. It was not until the strongest of the million souls replaced the remaining 990,000 souls and became the Broken Life Sword Sword Spirit that it was truly cast. It is an invincible, indestructible sword that can cut the heavens and the earth and split the rivers and mountains. ”

"Does the origin of the Lord of the Netherworld have any connection with me?" After listening to it for most of the day, Xuanyuan didn't understand why.

Because he never knew that the Chixiao Sword would one day break the hilt of the Living Sword.

Maoshan Immortal Ancestor smiled, and then said: "The day the Sword Spirit of the Broken Life Sword was born was the time when the Red Blood Demon Sword was divided into two, one was Chixiao, and the other was Xuanbing. The Chixiao Sword descended on the depths of the Ghost Snake Day and Night Corridor together with the Broken Life Sword, but the Xuanbing Sword fell in the territory of Mantuo. This sword is impartial, and it happened to be picked up by Puhua Tianzun, the one you saw in the Divine Palace. Puhua Tianzun knew that once the ghost snake found out that this sword was in Mantuo, he would definitely find an opportunity to come here to grab the sword, so he hid this sword in a corner of Xuanming Mountain, and whoever was destined to find this sword belonged to him/her. But this sword was picked up by a girl who suddenly descended into the depths of the mountain forest, fortunately, she is a descendant of Penglai, and she has a great rejection reaction to the Xuanbing Sword, but she finally succeeded in getting it - but it was placed in the secret room and never used. One day later, there was an additional place called Snow Palace in Xuanming Mountain. Sometime later, Moga succeeded him as the deity, the Lord of the Netherworld was sealed, and the whereabouts of the Chixiao Sword were unknown. ”

"So now this Red Blood Demon Sword can completely kill the Lord of the Netherworld?" Xuanyuan carefully sorted out the logic of Maoshan Immortal Ancestor. The existence of the Red Blood Demon Sword due to the Broken Life Sword shows that it can restrain the power of the Broken Life Sword; And the Sword Spirit of the Broken Sword is the Lord of the Netherworld, so in the same way, the Red Blood Demon Sword can slash the power of the Lord of the Netherworld.

"Not bad. But-" Maoshan Immortal Ancestor wanted to speak and stopped.

"But what? Is there a need for something? something that is hard to find. ”

"It used to be hard, almost impossible. Now it seems that it is also easy. ”

"What's missing?"

"You should have guessed. The Lord of the Netherworld is a sword spirit, so ......"

"The sword spirit of the Red Blood Demon Sword?" Xuanyuan blurted out, but Maoshan Immortal did not deny it. But this is a two-in-one ancient sword, does it mean that the two sword spirits of Chixiao and Xuanbing Sword must be combined into one...... Xuanyuan suddenly had a huge stone in his heart that couldn't land for a long time.

Is she the missing sword spirit?

So he and her heart are connected, and that's why it's the same?

No, it's not. Xuanyuan didn't believe in the bullshit saying that only when they were born and restrained did they produce bonds.

There must be another way, there must be some.

Regulus simply couldn't accept the reality of losing her again, and it was about the same reason.

He didn't want to, he opened his mouth to ask Maoshan Immortal Ancestor, but unexpectedly found that the elder disappeared at some point.

The Maoshan Immortal Ancestor who left touched his long beard and sighed, "Alas, this young boy and girl, it's really a pity. From an emotional point of view, he naturally doesn't want people who love each other to be separated forever; But starting from the overall situation, I had to sacrifice one to save this turbulent world.

Maoshan Immortal Ancestor just told Xuanyuan that he was going to another place, to talk to the other protagonist about something meaningful. For example, how to induce the power of the Red Blood Demon Sword. Xuanyuan couldn't make up his mind at all, otherwise how could he have returned to the throne decades in advance; Otherwise, the Pearl of the Infinite Night is still there, and it may be able to save a person's life.

"How is the princess lately?"

On a new day, the uninvited guest came to visit Yinsha again.

He landed and cast an enchantment on the periphery. No one knows what will happen except him and Silversand.

"What do I want?"

"Ruined. Yinsha said lightly.

"This sword cannot be destroyed. Say, 'Where is the sword?' The Nether Lord's tone suddenly sharpened.

"Don't you believe it?" Yinsha took out the Red Blood Demon Sword to test the strength of the Nether Lord first.

"Of course not. ”

His voice had just fallen. A red sword, like a living snake, faintly shimmered.

"You want to kill me, you can't help yourself!" The Lord of the Netherworld was afraid of Xuanyuan's identity as the Sword Spirit of the Red Sky Sword, but he was even more fearful of the identity of the Snow Dragon of the Silver Sand Cangshan Mountain. The Chixiao Sword was originally half of the Red Blood Demon Sword, and the effect of Cangshan Snow Dragon's sword holding would be much worse, less than one-tenth of Xuanyuan's.

Yin Sha hadn't fully become a Xuanbing Sword Spirit at this time, so she couldn't even exert one-tenth of the power of the Red Blood Demon Sword. In the first battle, she was defeated—the Lord of the Netherworld was much more powerful than she had imagined.

Yinsha forced a smile on her face, and almost no one could tell how serious her injuries were.

"You're a little better than I thought. The Lord of the Netherworld came to the Yicheng Palace like a nobody, and then gently turned to leave. In today's competition, the anger in his heart almost wanted to swallow the entire Cangming.

The Lord of the Netherworld, who returned to the Snow Palace, summoned all the Yu Lin Guards and the palace people.

He ordered Yu Niang to take the lead, starting from the border of Xuanming Mountain to attack Cangming, and directly take Yudu.

And he himself wants to take Qingli to the day and night corridor to regain the position of the Demon Venerable that originally belonged to him.

"Magic ...... Respect...... That...... Piece...... Person...... Return...... Come...... up"

The gatekeeper who had come to pay his respects stammered, and when he saw a man and a woman, he smelled from afar a familiar strong dark aura, one that belonged only to the Lord of the Netherworld.

That person?Drunken Qingfeng thought that the Lord of the Netherworld had been sealed, how could he be reborn. And I don't have any news here, so it's strange. Isn't there a traitor in the cloister day and night?

No matter what, he never imagined that it would be Dongfang Dai who would betray him for many years.

A few months ago, Qingli met with Dongfang Dai alone.

Qingli: "The greatest lord of our ghost is about to return, and the drunken demon lord is afraid that he won't be able to do it for a few days." Do you choose your husband, or do you choose your son?"

Dongfang Dai: Hasn't the Lord of the Netherworld been dead for tens of thousands of years?

Qingli: If you don't believe it, repair a letter to your Xuan Kingdom and see what happens there.

Without a letter, Dongfang Dai had already heard of the national riots in the Xuan Kingdom. The officials and citizens who fled for their lives, the kings who ignored political affairs, and the ruined cities were all over the place, and the corpses were all over the field, and they were miserable.

She can only pretend to be casual in the ghost, and enjoy the wind and moon with the drunken breeze in this quiet place every day. No matter what, regardless of the identity of the former princess of the Xuan Kingdom, she is still loved by all the people in the ghost.

Food and clothing are not worried, and the degree is still the same. Dongfang Dai should not be frightened by the fall of the mother country.

"Does it make any difference who you choose?"

Qingli smiled and said slowly, "Drunk Qingfeng is a traitor. The young son is innocent, and the lord will let you mother and son go, if you can be obedient and obedient. ”

"I can persuade him to surrender. Dongfang Dai worked hard to win the trust of Drunken Qingfeng in front of the Qingli Venerable.

"Why do you think that the Lord would reuse someone who betrayed him?"

"Because he's valuable. In recent years, the ghost snake has been managed in an orderly manner, and it is not as mixed as in the past. ”

"His greatest value at the beginning was to bring back two people. What else is left now?" Qingli was right, if he hadn't found Xuanyuan and Yinsha, the Lord of the Netherworld would not have been able to keep him until now.

"If you have decided, you can come to Bai Zhenyuan at any time, light the flowers on the other side, and someone will appear. ”

Dongfang Dai chose her young son to leave the dead instead of her husband to get drunk and breezy. The grievances and hatreds of the previous generation let it end in the father's generation, the child is an innocent little life after all, and when he grows up, he just needs to tell his father that he is a brave man. Dongfang Dai was no longer willing to get drunk and clean, and she also rolled up the cover the day before yesterday and fled with the ghost.

"Subordinate, participate in the Lord. "Drunken Qingfeng saw the Lord of the Netherworld coming, and worshipped as usual.

"Remember that I'm the Lord? The Lord of the Netherworld sneered at the villain.

In the eyes of the Lord of the Netherworld, he was nothing more than a tool for tens of thousands of years of cleaning up the mess of ghosts for himself. Now that the time has come, there can only be one Demon Venerable in the corridor of day and night. Drunk and windy, you must die.

"Where are the old ministries locked up?" Some time before the return of the Lord of the Netherworld, he sent Qingli and Yu Niang to investigate the various acts of drunken Qingfeng for tens of thousands of years, but there was no trace of the disposal of the old department.

Although he has arranged for his own people to be here, after such a long time, those own people really don't know that they are not there.

"They all recuperate in their own yards, and every year they will give out enough gold leaves to ensure their living expenses. Drunk Qingfeng truthfully told him that he had never killed an old department, and he had raised it well.

After all, he knew very well that the amnesty of the new monarch was far easier to win the hearts and minds of the people than the massacre.

"Did I read it wrong?" The Lord of the Netherworld said to Drunken Breeze in a self-deprecating tone.

"The subordinates don't dare. ”

Drunken Qingfeng gathered the hearts of the people in this way, and the Lord of the Netherworld just didn't let him get his wish.

"Someone, kill him. The deity wants to see if this corridor of day and night is his, or if it is the deity's!"

The Lord of the Netherworld gave an order, and the killer who had been lurking in the ghost snake for many years poured out, and he didn't bother himself to move a finger, even if the drunk breeze had wings, it would be difficult to fly out of this ghost.

Within half a day, the blood of the ghosts flowed like a river, like a red tide to the sea below the white abyss.

The Lord of the Netherworld once again dominates the Southwest Ghost Dragon, and the rest of the kingdoms are in fear all day long, unable to sleep at night.

Nirvana, Xuanguo, and Lion Camel have all surrendered to the Ghost Snake, and the remaining Cangming, Mantuo, and Yindi are far apart, and they cannot be interdependent or united to fight against them.

In the face of the country's broken mountains and rivers, life and death are trivial matters, and only sharing honor and disgrace is the key. And this, Moga simply can't do. Tens of thousands of years ago, what he was thinking about was to get rid of the Lord of the Netherworld and cover the sky with one hand.

After all, the reputation of the Divine Domain is far and wide, and it is even more natural for him to be a god and accept the worship of various countries.

Of course, Moga had thought that the Lord of the Netherworld would one day come to his own troubles, but this time the trouble could not be solved by his own efforts. Tens of thousands of years ago, Mogas was seriously injured and has never recovered; And Xuanyuan only needs to rejoin the ten generations of mortal worlds to recover, and the lifespan of his life in this life will be directly counted on the primordial god and the body of an extraordinary person. Moga's injuries were only known to him and Puhua Tianzun, and he hid it so deeply just because he wanted to sit in that high position for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

After Puhua Tianzun abdicated, he no longer asked about world affairs, and Xuanyuan's answer was an exception. Because the Divine Domain owes him, Puhua Tianzun will do his best to repay it.

However, there are some things, and Maoshan Immortal Ancestor has to show up and confess the truth.