Zhou Yan put forward his request, and Wei Yin agreed without any hesitation.

She came to the wasteland of the Heavenly Sacrifice City, and she came because of 'Zhou Yan', and at this time, the truth was presented, and she had no objection.

Because, she completely agreed with Zhou Yan's statement.

"Sword Demon King, since you have made a decision, we naturally support you. Of course, before this, your original purpose was also the rest of the Xuanyuan Sword, and we actually knew it, but you didn't know that we knew. But at this point, I also hope that you don't blame us, after all, you before were indeed the existence of the Heavenly Demons. ”

Wei Yin said very frankly.

It seems that because of Zhou Yan's straightforwardness, many doubts have been dispelled.

Zhou Yan knew that what Wei Yin said at this time was true, and of course there might still be an element of temptation, so he nodded slightly and said, "I can understand all this, although some things are indeed only known now, but so what? Now that I am capable, any other problems will not be a problem." ”

Zhou Yan said, his gaze had already taken his eyes off the contour of Wei Yin's wonderful body, and then he turned around and walked out of the cabin again.

And Wei Yin did not hesitate, and followed directly behind Zhou Yan.

......

The chill on the Dry Bone Warship hasn't changed much.

The cold air still wafted in all directions of heaven and earth.

The bitter cold stimulates people's body and mind, and the darkness is like layers of dense fog, oppressing people's hearts.

As the ships moved forward, the situation intensified, and by the time the lighthouses were about to be extinguished, and the Blackwater River began to roar like a storm that would destroy it.

The ship swayed in the waves, ready to sink at any moment.

But the heavenly demons are accustomed to it, and there is no change in their feelings.

Zhou Yan originally had a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart, but seeing that Wei Yin and the others didn't care, he also calmed down.

Sure enough, after the roar of the ruined waves, the Blackwater River gradually appeared on the verge of appearing.

The edge area is an endless lonely tomb, this is the forbidden area of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sword Shrine, this place, Zhou Yan has some impressions, but he didn't expect that this place is connected with the edge space node of the Heishui River.

"Sword Demon King, according to the information we know, part of the whereabouts of the Xuanyuan Sword should be in the Ten Thousand Ghost Sword Shrine and the Abyss Land of the Heavenly Demon Race. ”

Wei Yin transmitted the voice to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan's heart moved, nodded, and said, "I already know this in my heart, so you don't have to worry." ”

"Well, since you know this, then the rest of the way, what we can do is to stabilize the path to the Heavenly Demon Realm. This is the Heavenly Demon Bone, what can let us descend and leave, we can't follow you, so there is a great possibility of startling the snake, we can only wait for your return in the Yellow Spring Heavenly River. ”

At this time, Wei Yin made it clear that Zhou Yan had actually thought about this situation, but he had no intention of being dissatisfied.

After all, the appearance of the Heavenly Demon is not the appearance of righteousness and brightness now, there must be many concerns, and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Shrine, there will definitely be monks, on the Yellow Spring River, maybe they can hide well, but in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Shrine, it is difficult to say.

After Zhou Yan and Wei Yin communicated for a while, they said goodbye to this line of heavenly demons, and then, stepping into the spatial node, Zhou Yan descended within the forbidden area of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sword Shrine.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Sword Shrine is the same as in the past.

In essence, there is not much difference, which makes Zhou Yan feel that things are wrong.

He silently walked through the endless lonely graves, looking for the footprints of the past.

Finally in an ancient place, Zhou Yan passed the breath of guò dao marks, and found the original strange place.

It was a very independent lonely tomb, and on the lonely grave, there were traces of the past, with a mottled atmosphere and heavy runes.

The runes, engraved with the life of the monk, are only a short line.

Zhou Yan opened this lonely tomb, saw the crystal coffin of the Burial Emperor, and saw a sleeping person in the crystal coffin of the Burial Emperor.

Or rather, it was no longer a person, but a dried corpse, a dried corpse wrapped in a human skin.

But when he saw this round of dry corpses, Zhou Yan suddenly understood that this corpse was actually his own.

It was the flesh clone he had left on the ancient warship.

The one who guarded his own flesh.

His Zhou Yan's soul entered the Burial Sword Ancestor Star, leaving his physical body to guard.

Now, the physical body appeared in the crystal coffin of the Burial Emperor and appeared here.

Zhou Yan sighed lightly, opened the Burial Emperor's crystal coffin with the power of his blood, and pulled out the dried corpse in it in one fell swoop.

Subsequently, the unique purple flame and power, and the unique exercises, allowed Zhou Yan to resurrect this physical body with the power of divinity and bloodline, and truly began to fit with his body and mind.

Refining, merging, fitting.

This is my own body, so the process is not difficult.

But after this fit was completed, Zhou Yan felt a down-to-earth sense of reality.

It's like all of a sudden, indifferent, he has more flesh and blood, and more emotion.

Perhaps, from this time on, he will not be so indifferent.

This in itself is also a metamorphosis, a change.

The body and soul on the ancient warship, as if returning to their places, Zhou Yan completely completed the awakening on the former Burial Sword Ancestor Star, the transformation of the blood in the body began, and the emperor's blood began to transform dramatically.

From the first change, to the ninth change, it can be stopped.

This kind of progress is very huge, and now, the Nine Turns Limit Realm of the Divine Spirit has once again opened the transformation of the Emperor's blood, which is undoubtedly very shocking.

But this qiē seems to come naturally, and it seems to be very reasonable.

Zhou Yan was stunned for a long time, letting his own changes without too many emotional fluctuations, but in this crystal coffin of the burial emperor, he really sensed Gu Xi's breath, Mu Qingyan's breath, Feng Lingqing's breath and so on.

Here, he sensed the breath of many people he cared about, and as a result, his heart suddenly felt a lot more longing.

"I ...... Are you really back?"

"Why is there a sudden feeling of 'today is and yesterday is not'? ”

Zhou Yan stood beside the lonely tomb for a long time, and in the end, he subconsciously left a drop of blood in the crystal coffin of the Burial Emperor, a drop of ancient demon dragon essence blood superimposed on the twelve-fold shape of the battle body, and then, he buried this Burial Emperor crystal coffin with his own hands again.

On the crystal coffin, Zhou Yan engraved the ancient emperor pattern, and the meaning of the emperor pattern presents the four words 'immortality'.

This is the mystery of the emperor pattern, but what immortality is, what is immortality, Zhou Yan actually can't understand it deeply.

He was just an instinct to engrave such an imperial pattern.

The crystal coffin of the burial emperor was buried underground again, and the lonely tomb was submerged.

Zhou Yan followed the space node, opened the underground ancient array prohibition, entered the prohibition, and saw the formation of the twelve-element magneto-optical pillar.

This is the Yuan Magnetic Ancient Array, which is a unique Emperor Pattern Ancient Array.

In the ancient array, the unyielding soul is imprisoned.

It was a pile of rotten bones, without the breath of life, and the breath of the soul was turbulent, showing a change in the twelve-element magneto-optical pillar.

"The twelve-element magneto-optical pillar corresponds to the inheritance of the twelve shapes, each of which has a kind of mystical essence inheritance, which is indeed suitable for the development of the shape and meaning of the Tao. ”

Zhou Yan muttered to himself, and then, he suppressed the twelve-element magneto-optical pillar with the emperor pattern, opened the energy of the twelve-element magneto-optical pillar, and strengthened the transformation of the twelve-shaped meaning sword spirit again, making his twelve-shaped meaning more stable and powerful.

There is no twelve-element magneto-optical pillar of the emperor pattern, showing a trend of collapse, the trend of collapse, naturally opened the space of frost cry, Zhou Yan stepped into the frost cry and saw the netherworld path.

The Heavenly Road is more like a passage of reincarnation, more like a ruin of extinction.

All of this was so mysterious in his eyes in the past, but now in his eyes, there are only layers of sadness and loneliness.

Because this is a land of ruins, a sad environment.

Perhaps, Li Ran at the beginning just hoped that there would be no sorrow here, but contained this inheritance and hope.

But now, what Zhou Yan saw here were piles of rotting bones and severed arms and limbs everywhere.

However, through the method of tracing the origin of time, Zhou Yan can see some bits and pieces of the past.

Among them, Zhou Yan found the Silver Snow Sword, the Silver Snow Sword with only the sword bones left, which had the power of immortal divinity, but it was already decayed and mottled.

Zhou Yantong guò divine power activated the divine power of the Yinxue Sword, showing the appearance of the sword spirit Xiaoshuang.

It was a face that had almost withered, and it was hard to distinguish the beauty of the past.

She opened her cloudy eyes with difficulty, looked at Zhou Yan fixedly, and her cloudy eyes showed tears that were still shining.

"Wang ...... Late ......"

Difficult words, the language of the emperor.

Simple, straightforward.

Zhou Yan also understood.

But the divine power of the Silver Snow Sword had shattered and turned into nothingness.

It seems that the truth is often corrupt and cannot last forever.

The Silver Snow Sword, in Zhou Yan's hands, turned into pieces.

And between heaven and earth, it seems that many giant bone heavenly demons suddenly appeared, flying and roaring between heaven and earth.

But such a roar seems so bleak.

"Netherworld...... Is it the place where the Nether weep?"

Zhou Yan muttered to himself and sighed embarrassedly.

"Of course not. ”

An old, thick voice replied with a sigh.

This voice, familiar and unfamiliar.

Zhou Yan raised his head, but he didn't expect that among the Endless Giant Bone Heavenly Demons, an ancient figure suddenly condensed, and it was also a figure that Zhou Yan was quite familiar with.