According to normal cognition, Fang He's current state really can't be called alive, the whole person is surrounded by dead air, his vitality has passed out, and his will has fallen silent.

But is he really dead?

In fact, he is now in a strange state, obviously lifeless, and his will has been silent, but his soul is extremely sober.

And the sobriety of the soul brings the ultimate ability to perceive.

Under such a perception, Fang He actually had the feeling of wandering the heavens.

Along the way, he saw planets, continents, and creatures on these planets and continents.

Obviously, this is what the world looks like.

As for what kind of state this was, Fang He couldn't say, but he didn't stop it, but kept following his perception to every corner of this world.

It wasn't until he had walked around all the corners that he saw a door in an indescribable place, a door frame without a leaf to be exact.

Seeing this, a familiar term instantly came to mind.

"Creation?"

At the moment when this noun appeared, a voice also sounded in my head.

"Creation."

The noun Fang He is speculation, and this voice is an affirmation; It not only affirmed Fang He's guess, but also affirmed some other thoughts in Fang He's heart.

In the next second, Fang He's perception only felt that a wind with a familiar fragrance was gently blowing in the creation, and then there was a whirlwind of the sky.

It was only after perceiving the familiar environment that he came to his senses again.

At the same time, his lifeless body also woke up, and even the vitality that flowed through his body poured into his body in an instant along an unknown channel.

Fang He's strange trip seemed to have passed for a long time, but in fact it was only a moment, and as soon as he woke up, he heard the cries of the little wolf and the desolate creatures.

Hearing the anxiety in their shouts, although Fang He was very weak, he didn't intend to rest, and with a movement of his heart, the black and white Dao sword instantly broke through the space he was in at this time.

That's right, after using that sword, he was taken to a strange space, which made it impossible for all beings, including the little wolf, to find his trace.

And that sword was the strongest sword he had mastered before, a sword called reincarnation.

As for now, this sword is already in the past tense, after this trip, he also has a new view of the world, and in that wind filled with a familiar taste, he comprehended a trace of the power of creation, so that he relied on this power of creation to comprehend a new sword - the way of heaven!

Seeing Fang He's figure reappear in the air, all the beings in the Desolate Divine Desolation cheered loudly, and the little wolf was also very happy.

The First Born Souls were the opposite, and a large part of them had even foreseen the upcoming slaughter from Fang He and the Divine Desolate Beings!

For a moment, panic permeated the entire camp of the First Souls, and only a few were able to maintain their composure.

At this moment, Fang He spoke.

"Don't you show up yet?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the newborn spirit, but even the little wolf and the desolate beings felt confused, because Fang He's gaze was focused on the back of the newborn spirit, that is, the back of the Divine Gate, but there was nothing there at all.

After waiting for a long time, the position as far as Fang He's eyes could see was still calm, as if there was really nothing there.

"If I don't show up, then I'm going to do it."

As he spoke, Fang He waved the black and white Dao sword in his hand and pointed forward, and the sword qi containing the aura of creation suddenly flashed, and swept straight towards the newborn spirit, frightening the firstborn spirit who already had not much fighting intent left, and his eyes were full of horror.

The newborn spirit reacted like this, if it was slashed by Fang He's sword qi, I am afraid that it would kill and injure countless people in an instant.

At the last moment, the Divine Gate, which should have been silent, suddenly burst into a burst of light, and a bright light instantly enveloped the newborn spirit in it, and the powerful and incomparable coercion actually crushed the sword qi, which made Fang He's eyes squint slightly.

Soon, the light dissipated, and a person covered in gray mist appeared in the eyes of all beings.

Yes, it is a human being, and it is no different from the human race in terms of body shape and origin aura.

After a closer look, he actually had the same face as Fang He!

This discovery was not only a desolate creature, but even Fang He himself felt incredible.

Growing up, in addition to his own relatives, it was the first time he saw someone who looked similar to him, and this person looked more than just similar.

The appearance of this person also made the little wolf suddenly chuckle in his heart, and blurted out involuntarily:

"Wraiths!"

Hearing this, Fang He beside him suddenly spit out a doubt:

"Wraiths? Who is it? ”

Regarding Fang He's doubts, the little wolf did not hesitate to speak, and after thinking for a moment, he told Fang He the information about the phantom spirit that he knew.

The phantom spirit is an extremely special existence, and its essence should be a kind of spirit, with ominous strength, ominous ability, and no specific form, but it will change into the appearance of the creature he is targeting.

Without exception, all the creatures it targets will return to heaven and earth.

For example, now, it has become Fang He's appearance, which means that Fang He has become its chosen prey.

As if he was afraid that Fang He would not believe it, the little wolf added a sentence after saying this information:

"I've had a fight with it."

But how could Fang He not believe it? Although the identity of the little wolf was a part of the firstborn spirit before turning into the Heavenly Dao, in Fang He's heart, he had always been his brother, a brother who was born and died.

But since the little wolf brought up this topic, he also took the opportunity to ridicule.

"You lost?"

"Fang... Brother, I'm so weak in my eyes? ”

Perhaps because of his true identity, the name of Fang He, who should have blurted out, had a slight pause at this time.

However, Fang He didn't care, after all, it was just a title, if he had to dwell on this matter, as the inheritor of the Heavenly Dao, it would not be an exaggeration for him to call the little wolf an ancestor.

In fact, the little wolf really had this thought, but it was suppressed by brotherhood.

Fang He didn't answer the little wolf's rhetorical question, but just glanced at the little wolf with a strange gaze, which seemed to say:

"Yes, you didn't lose, but did you take half a step back seriously?"

Sensing this gaze, the little wolf immediately lowered his head, and did not dare to look at Fang He at all, because losing was a fact.

Looking at Fang He and the little wolf's back and forth teasing, the phantom spirit finally couldn't help but speak.

"Hey, you two are too much, you call me out and don't fight, what do you mean?"

No matter how you listen to the phantom's words, it feels sour, and Fang He is full of question marks, and the little wolf is a little confused, because in its impression, this phantom is not a good person, and he doesn't speak like this... Easy-going.. jújíá?y.?? m

I really can't think of any words to describe it, and the little wolf can only use the word easy-going instead.

Since the other party opened his mouth, Fang He didn't continue to talk to the little wolf, and turned sideways slightly and said:

"Fight, why don't you fight, but can you answer me a question before you fight?"

Hearing this, the momentum that the phantom had slowly lifted was put down by it again, and responded lightly.

"Ask."

Just two simple words, but it made many creatures present feel a little weird, because although the tone of the phantom spirit was flat, there was a different kind of gentleness in this plainness.

Such a situation was something Fang He didn't expect, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

Seeing that Fang He had been silent, the phantom spirit finally couldn't help but say to himself:

"It's right, I'm a phantom."

While speaking, he didn't forget to point to the little wolf with his mouth open and a stunned face, seeing that Fang He slightly turned his gaze to the little wolf, the phantom spirit continued:

"I did have a fight with it."

In a row or two sentences, it can be regarded as affirming the lot of words that the little wolf said to Fang He before.

For some reason, Fang He actually felt that this phantom spirit was a little cute, and as soon as the phantom spirit finished speaking, he came to a ghostly sentence:

"Who lost?"

Hearing Fang He ask this question again, the little wolf suddenly felt a little loveless, and quickly took over the topic without waiting for the phantom to speak.

"Brother Fang, there are a lot of people, can you save some face?"

The little wolf's voice was very soft, and it was not heard except for Fang He and the phantom spirit present.

Seeing the little wolf like this, Fang He couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and then looked at the phantom spirit with a cold gaze.

"You can fight."

However, before he could move, the voice of the phantom came again.

"Wait a minute, let me ask a question."

The tone seemed to be a little anxious.

Although he didn't know what question the phantom spirit was going to ask as an opponent, Fang He still stopped, after all, the other party had been quite polite since he appeared.

However, he did not speak, only gestured with his eyes.

Seeing this, the phantom quickly patted his chest, and then said with a relieved look:

"Hey, you've been hiding for so many years, you don't still want to hide from me, do you?"

While talking, he kept moving closer to himself.

Fang He was confused by this question, although he had a lot of memories in his head, there was no phantom in these memories at all.

In other words, it is impossible for him to know the phantom before this, and the phantom cannot know him.

At this time, the phantom spirit had already approached, just two or three meters in front of it, and then slowly turned its gaze from Fang He to the little wolf.

Seeing this scene, Fang He seemed to understand something, and immediately changed his expression, and at the same time, he also remembered what the little wolf said when he saw Qing Huan and Nan Liyue walking side by side beside him.

"Yo he, it's quite flowery!"

What kind of idea Fang He had in his heart, the little wolf didn't know, and he didn't have the mood to know, it only had one idea now, that is, how to dispel the idea of the phantom spirit.

Seeing that the little wolf had not responded, the phantom suddenly became unusual, and no longer had its previous gentleness.

"Damn, you don't admit to the good things you did, do you?"

While speaking, I didn't forget to roll up my sleeves, if I had to use one word to describe it, it would probably only be 'shrew'.

But the phantom spirit is now Fang He's appearance, and it is really strange to describe it with this word.

was roared by the phantom like this, and the little wolf also lost his temper, and the shadow in his heart seemed to have receded a lot, and he also roared like a phantom:

"What a roar, after so many years, why can't you change the murder of me in front of so many people!"

"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.

.jujiazy.