Of course, this problem can't be expected to be unreliable, nor can it be expected to be the Qingyun Sword Spirit shrunk in the sword, all of this needs to be faced by Fang Shiyu alone.

Looking at the soul body in front of him, Fang Shiyu had the feeling of watching a ghost film Sadako in his previous life, but compared to Sadako, the soul body in front of him was obviously more irritable.

"You're here... You're finally here!"

The words that were repeated over and over were confided by her in a hoarse voice, Fang Shiyu felt that the soul in front of her was like a soul who had lived in the boudoir for a long time, as if she was waiting for her sweetheart to come back.

Fang Shiyu knew that he couldn't escape, so he simply took a step forward, straightened his waist and said to the soul body: "Yes, I'm here!"

The soul body paused slightly above the pool of blood, and then she let out a hoarse roar: "No, you are not him!"

Fang Shiyu said with great certainty: "I am him, but I have changed my skin." By the way, I'm here to pick you up this time, do you know how to get out?"

"You're not him, I'm going to eat you!" The soul body turned into a white light, stretched out its claws and rushed towards Fang Shiyu.

At this time, there was a ridiculous voice from the golden beads: "You are coaxing ghosts! Although this undead spirit has gone crazy, but the basic spiritual wisdom is still there, if the god of worry-free will have a way to deal with him, now in the soldier mirror, except for the rest of the people who are sleeping, boy, you ask for more blessings!"

Fang Shiyu swung his sword to block the attack of the soul body, "You guy, when have you been talking here for a long time, hurry up and find a way, otherwise, if I die, before I die, I will definitely suppress you in the pit." ”

Hun Qiu smiled angrily: "Tut, it's not up to you to decide here, boy!"

Suddenly, the golden bead in Fang Shiyu's hand changed, but it turned into the appearance of a muddy ball, but this muddy ball had neither hair nor gold armor, but turned into a four-legged beast, if it weren't for the thief's eyes, Fang Shiyu couldn't be sure that this was a muddy ball.

"Hun Ball, can you come out?"

Hun Qiu smiled: "Isn't it to suppress this ball?"

Fang Shiyu pinched it, "Hurry up, let's talk nonsense, Lao Tzu will throw you in first." ”

Hun Qiu muttered, "Count you ruthless!" you back away and see how this ball fools her. ”

Fang Shiyu retreated to a plate, and he also wanted to see what this muddy ball was capable of.

I saw the muddy ball fly into the air and block in front of the soul body: "Hey, wake up!"

The muddy ball pulled out a few strands of gray hair from the body with some pain, but the gray hair fell on the body of the soul body, and the soul body trembled for a while, but gradually regained its clarity.

The soul looked at the ball, "Are you?"

Hun Ball grinned, "We are the same kind!"

The soul body looked around, and when she saw the shackles on her hands, she looked up to the sky and roared: "No! Luo Sheng, you are so ruthless, why do you imprison me here, you don't die, you lie to me, you lie to me..."

Then the soul's eyes glowed red, and it lost its mind once more.

She slapped the muddy ball away with one claw.

The muddy ball fell beside Fang Shiyu: "This guy doesn't talk about martial arts!"

Fang Shiyu looked at the ball unreliable, forget it, it seemed that it would not work to count on him.

Seeing that the soul body attacked again, Fang Shiyu had to carry the Qingyun Sword to meet it, just now he found that the battle qi in his body seemed to have a burning effect on this soul body, but after that trouble, Fang Shiyu never took the initiative to cultivate the battle qi again, so that the stock of battle qi in the body was not much.

Although it can be transformed through blood qi, but now the blood qi around the body is almost condensed to the martial arts golden pill and the like, if you want to disperse it, it takes one more step.

The regeneration rate of battle qi is far from enough to consume it.

"Bang!"

Fang Shiyu was also photographed back, but after going through this time, Fang Shiyu found that this soul body could not leave the range of the blood pool, so he simply sat cross-legged and began to cultivate battle qi.

However, at the same time, black flames also overflowed behind Fang Shiyu, and Hun Qiu hurriedly shouted, "Boy, you don't want to die!"

Half of Fang Shiyu's body at this time was the golden light emanating from the Martial Dao Golden Body, and half was the black flame caused by the cultivation battle qi.

"Where can I manage so much now! ”

Hun Qiu said sharply: "Last time someone helped you, this time there is no one to protect you anymore." ”

Fang Shiyu didn't care about those, the black and white martial arts golden pill in his body continued to reverse, and the blood qi was released little by little, and then converted into battle qi in his heart, and finally flowed to the limbs and hundreds of remains.

As the battle qi became more and more, the fragments of the word "war" that were originally scattered in my mind also showed signs of re-condensing, but they were suppressed by something again.

At this time, a blue glimmer also flashed in Fang Shiyu's right eye, which was the goddess tears that Fang Shiyu had melted into his eyes before.

As the battle qi increased, the blue glimmer became brighter and brighter.

Rumble!

The black flames that emerged from Fang Shiyu's body finally broke through the critical point.

Fang Shiyu poured his battle qi into the Qingyun Sword Spirit.

"Take advantage of the moment, attack her eyebrows!" Hun Qiu yelled helplessly.

Fang Shiyu opened his eyes, a flame mark flashed at the center of his eyebrows, he moved, moved like the wind, and the Fuyao Sword Technique was launched again, and his body followed the sword, and the battle qi wrapped the Qingyun Sword.

Rumble!

Fang Shiyu stabbed the soul body's eyebrows with unmistaken accuracy.

A "click" sound similar to a crystal shattering sound came.

Fang Shiyu did a backflip and dodged to the shore.

"Boom!"

The soul body exploded violently, and at this time, a gray shadow burst out of the Daluo Immortal Realm, it was Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu swallowed the other party's mutilated true spirit in one bite in the afterglow of the explosion.

Hun Qiu looked at Xiao Jiu with some fear, "Sure enough, this immortal phoenix is the enemy of my generation!"

Of course, Hun Ball didn't say anything either.

I saw that the original blood pool also disappeared like a burning painting with the explosion of the soul body, and after a while, Fang Shiyu stood in the dark red space corridor again.

It's just that Fang Shiyu was a little uncomfortable at this time, and he felt a palpitation, as if the thing that appeared that day was coming again.

Xiao Jiu also "chirped".

Fang Shiyu sat cross-legged, he rotated the Martial Dao Jin Dan clockwise, wanting to reverse the battle qi again.

It's just too late, behind Fang Shiyu's head, a black vortex gradually appeared, and a pair of bright eyes lit up in the whirlpool.

The owner of the eye looked at the corridor on the left and right, but did not step out of the whirlpool, but took the initiative to cut off the passage.

When the whirlpool disappeared, Fang Shiyu's palpitations slowly dissipated, but the muddy ball had a sad face.

"Boy, it seems that we have a big deal this time!"

Fang Shiyu asked suspiciously, "What's the big deal?"

Hun Qiu said mysteriously: "It can make the ominous jealous... Only the ominous, the ominous that you draw out of the whirlpool actually dare not set foot in this place, which means that this place is even more weird and ominous. Somehow, Hun Qiu paused halfway through his words.

Fang Shiyu said: "Then I will mobilize the battle qi again and let them come out to kill each other, will it not be long before I can do it?"

Hun Qiu said: "Innocent! Do you know what it means to be unknown?"

Fang Shiyu shook his head, he was waiting for the muddy ball to solve his puzzles.

Hunqiu held his head with one hoof, as if he was flipping through the memories of inheritance.

In the end, Hun Qiu said casually: "Ominous is ominous!"

Fang Shiyu pinched the muddy ball: "Lao Tzu doesn't have time to play with you!"

"Ahem, boy, don't be so violent, you listen to Ben Ball first. At first, the ominous refers to the invasion of people from outside the realm, but later, the gods discovered that this was not the case, and strange creatures used the passage opened by these people to cast an ominous place into our realm. ”

Fang Shiyu let go of the muddy ball, the previous matter, Fang Shiyu knew, cultivating the extraterritorial method would attract the master of the exercise to peep.

But here's the problem, this extraterritorial method was left by the predecessors of the traverser, it was better for him to come, Fang Shiyu still had a lot of questions to ask him.

And judging from the performance last time, it is ominous not Bai Qi who left the inheritance of the exercises, but someone else.

Fang Shiyu quickly understood the meaning of the muddy ball.

To put it bluntly, someone uses the channel constructed by others to harm him.

This problem must be solved, otherwise Fang Shiyu will not be able to exert his full combat power.

"You go on!" Fang Shiyu said.

Hun Qiu said: "I think the mutation of the tomb of the gods is mostly related to this matter. In the last years of the gods, many gods in the temple of gods disappeared, and the four god pillars collapsed, so that the gods lost the place where the immortal spirits were placed. During this period, in order to be able to live forever, many gods found another way and wanted to introduce foreign methods, among which Buddhism is a successful example. However, it also brings many hidden dangers. ”

"I think it was around that time that there was a problem with these tombs. In fact, many of the world's tombs were not built by the gods, they are just doves occupying the magpie's nest, and there are even more ancient beings planning to resurrect them..."

Suddenly, Fang Shiyu pinched the muddy ball and shook it: "Are you taking away the muddy ball?

Hun Qiu broke free of Fang Shiyu's big hand: "Don't make trouble, I'm talking about business!"

At this time, behind Fang Shiyu, another "Fang Shiyu" and "Hun Ball" were standing there watching them.

And what made the sound just now was not the muddy ball in Fang Shiyu's hand, but another muddy ball.

It's a bit twisty to say, but I don't know when two Fang Shiyu and two muddy balls appeared in the field, they looked average, and their demeanor and tone were also average.

At this point, one of the balls said, "Who are you, and why are you talking about pretending to be this ball?"

Another muddy ball said, "Boy, come here, it's fake." ”

And one of them, Fang Shiyu, also said: "Hun Qiu, come back quickly, he is fake." ”

"Chirp..."

Xiao Jiu paused in the middle, its dull brush stood upright, at this moment, even it didn't know who was the real Fang Shiyu and who was the fake Fang Shiyu, because both of them could transmit their thoughts to it.

Fang Shiyu took a deep breath, at this moment, he finally understood what weirdness and ominousness were, this was weird! In front of him, this person who was exactly the same as him, the ball in his hand that he didn't know if it was a muddy ball, and when did the other party appear? The "divine pillar" mentioned in the mouth of the muddy ball collapsed, what did it mean to "fight for fragments"?

Fang Shiyu held the Qingyun Sword in his hand, but the next moment, he threw the sword on the ground, because the Qingyun Sword had turned into a blood snake at some point, and the hilt of the sword had turned into a bloody mouth and was about to bite his hand.

But when he threw the blood snake out, it turned into a Qingyun sword again.

Fang Shiyu took a few steps back, he threw out the muddy ball in his hand, Fang Shiyu touched the mirror in his arms, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, another Fang Shiyu stepped out and walked in front of Fang Shiyu.

"Descendants of the Martial God, we can talk about it!"

Fang Shiyu said coldly: "Since you want to talk, why don't you show your sincerity? Are you the soul body, or is it the Luo Sheng in her mouth?"

"Fang Shiyu" smiled: "Haha, you really deserve to be a descendant of the Martial God, you have already found out, right?"

Fang Shiyu said: "You deliberately brought me here, what is the point?"

"Fang Shiyu" said: "Meaning? I don't know what meaning is, I have been trapped in this tomb for millions of years, if there is really any meaning worth pursuing, it is to go out and reincarnate as a human." ”

He looked at Fang Shiyu with fiery eyes, as if he had swallowed it alive.

Then, the scene changed again, and Fang Shiyu found himself coming to a tomb, and the layout of this tomb was exactly the same as the tomb of Mu Hongchen he had seen on the bottom floor of Qingyun Sword Pavilion.

At this time, the voice of "Fang Shiyu" came again: "How about it, this immortal tomb is good! In the future, you will lie here for me, and I will become you, Fang Shiyu, the descendant of the Martial God." ”