Ying Ying smiled, like a delicate flower shining on the water.

The curly posture of the woman in the blue shirt walked towards him in the tense mind of the craftsman.

In a trance, it seems to have returned to 10,000 years ago.

In the era of the gods, in order to compete for resources, wealth, status, and popularity, the conflict between the gods and cultivators was a three-day skirmish, and a five-day war. As a small man who takes striking iron as his lifelong wish, he often shuttles through large and small battles, picking up rare items that fall and beating tooth sacrifices.

In the long run, there will always be a time when the car rolls over. However, because of his craft, no one would embarrass him too much.

He had forgotten how he had seen the cold sword, but he remembered that it was a sword that was white all over, engraved with golden moires.

That's killing! Rumors, there is a spirit in killing, a sword spirit!

Suddenly, he was obsessed with the sword, and his heart was on it. He shuttled through the battle, no longer picking up those "those scraps and cold burns", but started his old profession, tempering martial arts or repairing weapons for those who participated in the war.

Make a name for yourself and be taken into larger battles. At last he saw the sword, as sharp and wonderful as he had imagined.

However, it is in the hands of a woman.

After several thefts, she was captured alive. She didn't kill him, she just lent him for a few days. In doing so, her companions laughed at her for pretending.

But he was restless.

He joined forces with those who had received his favor and brought out the slaughter. However, what was waiting for him was a red dress that seemed to be smiling.

This young girl, who was guarded by the Lord of Slaughter, folded a fan and destroyed all those who colluded with him, but brought him back.

The killing was taken back and he was expelled. In the years that followed, he saw her countless times, she saved him many times, and she saved others many times. But she doesn't remember him, and in her life she was nothing more than an insignificant grain of sand.

The meeting again and again is just a celebration of him alone. He didn't know when he looked forward to seeing her. When the news of her death spread throughout the Divine Cultivation Continent, the shock and sadness almost drove him crazy.

"Why, all of a sudden, I was stunned!" was still the familiar voice, but it was extremely charming and seductive. The slightest temptation leads from the seven tricks to the heart.

Wake up from the memories with a touching smile on that familiar face, which makes people indulge in it. The craftsman knows very well that this is not her, she will never smile so hooked, her smile is indifferent and pure.

The Natal God Martial Craftsman Divine Hammer was already in his hand, and the Craftsman God's face flushed, and he said solemnly: "Who are you?"

"It's only been a long time, and you don't remember me. Am I not the person you miss day and night?" The woman in the blue shirt didn't expect this person with such a heart hidden in her heart to act like this in the face of such a vivid scene.

"Heh, the Divine Venerable has never laughed so dirty! Get out of my way!" roared, and the Craftsman Hammer had smashed into the "Qin Yu" who had begun to untie Yu and approach Yu with his wide clothes.

"Qin Yu" dodged away, and in the middle of the action, Xiao Lu Xiang's shoulder. When the craftsman saw this, his eyes were red. The craftsman hammer smashed over again, and the posture seemed to die with her, "Qin Yu" was slightly stunned, this person didn't love this woman deeply, how could he bear to be so ruthless in his heart.

In a moment, the hammer of the craftsman god had already roared and smashed her, and the woman's figure flickered, turning into a pink mist and dissipating.

"Sure enough... Is it that wisp of phantom fog?" A tear slid down her cheek.

Almost he couldn't control himself, and he almost defiled the divine being in his heart. Lucky......

The moment the "Qin Yu" dispersed, in the Demon Domain, sitting on the high mountain, controlling the wisp of phantom mist, the figure of Jiang Yu was about to fall from this sword-like peak. Thankfully, someone helped him.

"Thank you, Demon Lord. Jiang Yu steadied himself and stood up with his support. The mountain she cast her spell on was shaped like a sharp blade, and there was only room for one person on the top of the mountain.

The demon lord who stepped on the natal demon weapon looked at the bloodshot at the corner of her mouth. "Go down. He put his arms around his waist and flew down with someone.

"Not going well?"

Jiang Yu shook his head, "It's not that it's not going well, it's that it's going too well." There was a pause, calming the magic. "My magic came out of a crack in a small sealing array, and in a small town, I encountered a phantom moon from the demon world and stole a bit of its magic power. When he was wandering, he coincided with the fog of an incomprehensible sea, creating a phantom fog. Moreover, I met a divine cultivator who didn't know the height of the sky, and he actually dared to touch the phantom fog. My magic took advantage of this to penetrate his dantian, and through the power of his dantian, I spied into his memory. ”

The Demon Lord's heart moved, and a divine cultivator tried to get into the phantom mist, which showed that he was very sure of his strength. "He knows a lot?"

Jiang Yu nodded. "There are so many, they are simply witnesses. I know from his memories the current situation of the Divine Cultivation Continent and ......."

Jiang Yu came to everything she knew one by one, and what she saw and heard today was really good news for the Demon Domain.

However, although that person has some charming ideas, he sticks to the bottom line and is a ruthless person. When Jiang Yu talked about the craftsman, he was disdainful but admired.

"Ignore him first, Ah Yu, you take care of your body first. "The Demon Lord thought about what Jiang Yu said before he realized that it was not the law that had any other thoughts, so that the only remaining Demon Lord Realm in the Demon Domain did not become a stepping stone for Divine Cultivation, but that there was internal strife in the Divine Cultivation Continent.

Yi Jiang, Qin Yu, but among the three primordial gods, the one who is most likely to be the Demon Venerable is the one who is Nai He Venerable.

"Next time, Jiang Yu, you try to find the traces of the Nai He Divine Venerable. ”

"In the memory of that divine cultivator, I saw what you said about the Divine Venerable. Dressed in red, even the weapons are red, more like a person in the demon world. Jiang Yu thought of that amazing woman, and suddenly realized. "Demon Lord, you mean, it's very likely that the Divine Venerable is the Demon Venerable?"

It's very likely, Jiang Yu remembered that that the divine cultivator had seen that Venerable in recent years.

"Quite possibly. Qin Yu fell, she slaughtered the gods 10,000 years ago, at that time I had sensed the existence of the Demon Venerable, and since then she has been sealed, and there is no news. Until we perceive it again, it is 10,000 years later.

"Moreover, he is a red-clothed red fan. Whether it is a companion weapon or a thing of heaven and earth, in the Divine Cultivation Continent, red is not a good color. "Red is the symbol of the demons. "But that's all speculation, maybe not. Everything, wait until you are healed and recovered. After all, the seal has not been broken, and even if we knew, it would be useless. ”

"I see!"

The divine cultivation in Jiang Yu's mouth is naturally the god of craftsmen.