However, those divine powers had been polluted by blood qi after all, and Nan Liyue, who had absorbed so much impure divine power, had a big problem herself, and there was always a voice in her head that was tricking her into killing everyone in the Divine Desolate Continent.

Fortunately, Nan Liyue was a spiritual cultivator, and her spiritual power was strong enough to be manipulated by this voice, but just in case, she chose to hibernate and hibernate to a place that no one had ever reached before—the Northern Ruins, located further north of the Extreme Cold Ice Field.

Besides, Fang He, when he was about to exhaust his last trace of vitality, finally walked out of that vacuum road.

Due to the loss of too much strength and lifespan, Fang He could no longer move forward, and the only breath he had left could only barely maintain his consciousness and not be depressed.

Looking at Fang He, who was no longer recognizable in front of him, Fang Ling's heart was as unbearable as Ling Chi, and his voice had already lost his voice in the shouting over and over again, and it had become a luxury to call 'brother' again, so he had to stare at Fang He with red and swollen eyes all the time.

"Ahem... Ahem, Ling...... Ling'er, brother is here..."

Just a few words, but it almost made Fang He's last breath dissipate, seeing that Fang Ling's heart was like a knife, he hurriedly shook his head and signaled Fang He not to speak.

But how could Fang He not say it, he had already accumulated a thousand words in his heart, even if he would die in front of Fang Ling in the next second, he had to explain the other party's brother and sister feelings thoroughly.

"Ling'er, do you remember that half of the steamed bun?"

Fang Ling had now lost the ability to speak, and because of this space, he couldn't transmit sound, and when he heard Fang He talk about what he had been on the cliff of Jinghong Mountain, his eyes were already full of blood and tears.

There is nothing more painful in the world than this, and there is nothing more helpless in the world than this, what you care about is obviously in front of you, but you can't touch it.

The huge ruin realm, the huge mysterious space, only Fang He's murmur seemed to return to the light.

When Fang He finished talking about the things with Fang Ling one by one, his last breath also disappeared, and his body, which was still a little bloody, also turned extremely pale in an instant, completely looking like a cold corpse.

At the same time, Nan Liyue, far away in the northern ruins, suddenly felt a heartache, which caused the erosion of the voice in her head to weaken a lot.

She cried, inexplicably wept, she didn't know why she couldn't stop her tears, but her own consciousness grew a little stronger, so she knew the reason for this situation.

So, she no longer lived in the North Ruins, and ran towards the East Ruins with monstrous blood.

Looking at Fang Ling again, when Fang He was exhausted, her heart also died, and she no longer had nostalgia for this world.

But this kind of extreme mourning caused some incredible changes in Fang Ling's body, the first of which was that her body was no longer subject to this space.

Fang Ling resumed her actions, and the strength that had been imprisoned for many years also returned in an instant, and she also broke through the original shackles, and even forced out all the cold qi that had been accompanying her body.

In other words, Fang Ling's strength not only increased greatly this time, but also completely eliminated the hidden disease.

However, she couldn't be happy at all, because Fang He died.

Joy that no one shares cannot be called joy, and her eyes have changed from deep and meaningful to without a trace of emotion.

At this moment, her eyes seemed to be able to see directly through the ruins realm to the Divine Desolation, to the Jinghong Mountain where she had lived together, and her mind also fell into memories following Fang He's narration, and she never woke up until Nan Liyue arrived with monstrous blood.

The so-called mourning is greater than heart death, probably Fang Ling's state at this time.

I have to say that the current Nan Liyue is very strong, ordinary people absorb so much divine power and the essence of the Holy Realm and Divine Realm cultivators, even if they don't die violently on the spot, they will fall into complete madness, but not only did she not die violently, but she also maintained a certain degree of rationality, so as to directly cut through the barriers of the Four Great Ruins Realm and the space where Fang He's vitality could dissipate before he could come to the end, and came directly to Fang He's brothers and sisters.

It is worth mentioning that although these four ruin realms are connected on the surface, there is a barrier that is enough to block the powerhouses of the God Realm, but in front of Nan Liyue, these barriers are no different from paper paste, and they can't even stop him for even a second.

At the same time, because of the rampage of Southern Liyue, the North and East Ruins are truly connected together.

However, although this connection took place in the Ruin Realm, it had a great impact on the Divine Desolate Continent.

At the moment when Nan Liyue passed through the barrier, the entire Divine Desolation felt an earthquake brought about by a super force, and the sky, which had been sunny for a second, was now covered with clouds.

For a time, the entire Divine Desolate Continent was in danger of all the surviving creatures after experiencing the transformation of the Divine Ruins Tomb.

Fortunately, this process did not last long due to the crazy merger of the North Ruins and the East Ruins, which avoided another disaster in the Divine Desolate Continent.

Compared to the Divine Desolate Continent, the eastern ruins where Fang He and the three of them were located were much calmer, and after Nan Liyue arrived, she didn't see any movements, and those void substances that should have been in the rage were so quiet, and even the strange space that trapped Fang Ling and forced Fang He to lose his life also collapsed.

Seeing her beloved look like this, Nan Liyue suddenly felt sad, and there was obviously an astonishing anger in her eyes when she looked at Fang Ling, if the person in front of her was not Fang Ling, I am afraid that Nan Liyue would have crushed her to ashes.

Moreover, in addition to her identity, since the fact has happened, even killing Fang Ling will not help, it is better to seize the time and find a way to snatch back Fang He's disappeared vitality.

The reason why I said it was robbery was because Nan Liyue did have this strength now.

A long time ago, on the Divine Desolate Continent, there is also a place that symbolizes reincarnation, a strange space that is self-contained, and any name for it in the past is just a reverie of the world, and its real name is actually Creation.

Of course, this can't be blamed on the world, it's just that this place is too secretive, even a god realm powerhouse can hardly perceive it.

At this time, he noticed that Fang He's body was getting colder and colder, and Nan Liyue's eyes were getting colder and colder, and finally after glancing at Fang Ling indifferently, he slashed through the ruin realm and disappeared alone, leaving only a word that seemed to be a request or an exhortation before the last wisp of breath disappeared.

"Take care of him and don't let anyone bother him."

Nan Liyue's words made Fang Ling feel like a slap in the face, and the thoughts that had already drifted with the memories began to return, looking at the void matter that was being gathered around her due to Nan Liyue's departure, and the cold qi that she had forcibly forced out of her body before was also resummoned by her, and used it to say that the two of them were completely wrapped in it.

Should I say it or not, this cold air is really powerful, and it can make the void matter unable to get close by half a step.

However, Fang Ling was also eroded by the cold again, and it was more ferocious than any time, and the moment the cold entered her body, her face also became pale as paper, and her breath became dispensable.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.