Fu Huanjing's previous life, Qin Duya, whenever he saw her when the clouds rolled, he said goodbye to her after Yun Shu.

Without waiting for Qin Duya to answer, Emperor Xuanyuan disappeared in front of the people.

"Sure enough, it's a weird old man!Brother Ya, don't pay attention to him, let's hurry up and fly to the Burning Imperial City and defeat the spear god Yeluming!" Lin Xue danced the sword and said to Qin Duya on the ground.

"Sister Xue Wu, don't you mind flying the sword next time and put the sword flat on the ground, right?" Qin Duya tried many times, but still flew without the sword body.

"When has this been, you still care about these details, you iron waste, come up!" Lin Xuewu stretched out his hand and pulled Qin Duya onto the sword body and said.

The two of them flew with their swords, and soon arrived at the burning imperial city, where they saw the murderous spear god Yeluming.

"Yo he! The two of you have known each other for the past and how are you doing lately?" Ye Luming asked with a smile holding a dragon spear.

"What? you actually ............" Qin Duya said in surprise when he saw that the head of the Xuanyuan Emperor was pointed at by the Dragon Divine Spear.

"That's right! It's Emperor Xuanyuan, who has been beheaded by me, who made him talk a lot everywhere!" Ye Luming wiped the blood of Emperor Xuanyuan on his body with his hand, and said viciously.

"However, he was a god in ancient times, how did you capture and kill him?" Lin Xuewu asked very curiously.

"See, it's because of this trident that I have the opportunity to devour the thousand-year-old cultivation of the Nine Shadows Heavenly Python. Then use the Heavenly Machine Stone to behead its old master, Emperor Xuanyuan, in front of you. Ye Luming took out the Liyuan Trident and said.

"Oh, I see, did the Heavenly Stone tell you that the Nine Shadows Heavenly Python had devoured the Liyuan Trident?" Qin Duya asked with a confident smile.

"What?

I saw that the wind was howling, and the thousands of years of cultivation in Ye Lu Ming's body turned into the shape of the Nine Shadows Heavenly Python in an instant, and it wanted to devour the Liyuan Trident in Ye Lu Ming's hand.

"Brother Ya, a heaven-given opportunity, the sword is combined!" Lin Xuewu shouted to Qin Duya.

Seeing the spear god Ye Luming, who lost thousands of years of cultivation in an instant, Qin Duya cooperated with Lin Xuewu to use the second weight of the combined technique "Sword Dance".

Suddenly, the sword flew, and the spear god Yeluming was powerless to parry and was defeated.

"Damn! today you are plotting against me, count your skills as superior, and wait for the next day," the spear god Ye Luming came back to his senses, holding the Tianji Stone in his hand and preparing to smear oil on the soles ............of his feet to open the slide.

"What will happen in the future, will you see your soul element being broken for the fourth time?" Emperor Xuanyuan laughed.

Suddenly, Emperor Xuanyuan appeared behind the spear god Yeluming, snatched the Liyuan Trident in his hand, and cracked the soul element of his spear god Yeluming with one halberd.

"Why, why am I always the one who gets hurt?" said the spear god Yeluming looking up to the sky and sighing.

For the first time in his life, the spear god Yeluming wept, leaving helpless tears, and then his soul dissipated and his body was burned to ashes.

"It's terrible! You bad old man, you're very bad! You can't help it, you're too showy! The two of us have combined our swords and swords, and we have used our combo skills and ultimate. Then, you come over and make a move to second his spear god Ye Luming, is it appropriate?" Qin Duya was angry, flew forward, grabbed Emperor Xuanyuan's neck and said.

"Don't, Brother Ya, he is an ancient emperor, and he still has to give face. Lin Xuewu hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Qin Duya away and comforted.

"This young man, are you very unconvinced?" Emperor Xuanyuan asked with a smile.

"If you're not convinced, what should you do?" Qin Duya asked rather excessively by putting the Blood Drinking Knife against Emperor Xuanyuan's neck.

"This young man, I advise you, be kind!" Emperor Xuanyuan said to Qin Duya.

However, he, Qin Duya, ignored it and continued to be arrogant. Unexpectedly, Emperor Xuanyuan just snapped his fingers and burned the blood-drinking knife to ashes.

Qin Duya was stunned, not knowing what was going on, and he didn't know how to end it.

"Brother Ya, I told you a long time ago, that ancient god. We can't afford to provoke it, you don't listen to it, now you're satisfied!" Lin Xuewu put her arms around Qin Duya and comforted him.

Emperor Xuanyuan's goal was achieved, and he returned to the ancient period with the Heavenly Machine Stone in his hand.

Next, for the defenseless Qin Duya, where should he go?

Will Lin Xuewu, the female sword immortal who is coming to the human world again, always accompany Qin Duya?

There is also the Demon Realm Supreme Ye Luming, whose life has been hard for a long time, his soul yuan was broken by Qin Duya's sword, broken by Dugu Ao's sword, and broken by Xuanyuan Emperor's halberd, can he still reunite his soul yuan for the third time and make a comeback?

"Hehe, now, you can't do anything about me, right! I have been incinerated to ashes by the Xuanyuan Emperor, see how you will predict the title of the next chapter?"

Suddenly, the Lingxue sword in Lin Xuewu's hand came out of its sheath and broke through the sky with a sword!

"The Knife Returns to Heluo"

After some checking, Fu Huanjing suddenly realized that the so-called preface does not match the afterword, that is, the front is not the back, the back is not the front, and the golden mean is also.

Fu Huanjing squeezed it hard with both hands from the upper and lower ends of the golden hairpin glass mirror, making it a golden hairpin glass mirror with a mirror surface up and down.

Suddenly, the glow of the golden hairpin glass mirror reflected on the roof, and its immortal barrier had been broken.

It didn't take long for Fu Huanjing to seize one of the country's fortune and fortune, and refined An Xueqing's snow-white bones into a sword spirit and sealed it in his body.

Today's Fu Huanjing has been promoted from the lowest level of spiritual power in the illusory realm to a detached spirit whose spiritual power is slightly higher than that of the spirit.

Fu Huanjing slowly walked out of the Jingxin Wine Workshop, wanting to let his moldy spiritual body bones be basked in the warm sun.

Suddenly, at the entrance of Fengqi Pavilion opposite the wine shop, a crowd of people gathered and discussed.

Oh, it's a shame that a beautiful woman died, and that's so sad.

If an ugly and ugly woman dies, maybe her life is a failure in the first place, so it's not a big deal.

But the death of a beautiful woman is really a great tragedy.

I know, I mean, a beautiful woman is like a cute unicorn or a leprechaun. They are precious and rare, and they should be protected.

Fu Huanjing briefly inquired about the surrounding Illusory Realm officials, and knew that it was a case of love murder.

However, the case is complex and changeable, far more than the simple and superficial killing of the concubine by the lover.

After Fu Huanjing looked at the rest of the Fengqi Pavilion women one by one, he was surprised to find that they were all abnormally beautiful, as beautiful as heaven and man.

The beautiful woman who died tragically was the Oiran of Fengqi Pavilion. Although her face has been completely ruined, her original appearance must be extraordinary.

Ding is Ding, Mao is Mao, Fu Huanjing, as a person in the rivers and lakes of the illusory world, would never get involved in temple chores.

But this tragedy happened by coincidence, and it happened on the opposite side of his master's winery, which made him have to do a lot of things.

After Fu Huanjing secretly investigated the case for three days, he found a lot of clues, which can be regarded as clearing out the causes and consequences of the entire tragedy.

In Fu Huanjing's opinion, many beautiful women in Fengqi Pavilion are like rat traps, attracting countless men in the fantasy world to be confused and willing to die.

"And then?" asked the Dark Squire Futu.

"Then the murderer should be severely punished, and justice should be done to the woman who died tragically. Fu Huanjing said.

"What can we do to punish the murderer severely? Can that woman who died tragically be reborn?" said the Dark Attendant Futu with a smile.

"If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world. Even though the tragic death of the woman was predestined, the murderer who is still at large must be severely punished. Fu Huanjing said.

"Stinky boy, do you really think that you are the master of the Heavenly Dao, can you decide the life and death of a stranger you have never met?"

"Master, could it be that this dead end was set up by your old man?" Fu Huan Jinghu said suspiciously.

"Stinky boy, extremely stupid, this realm cultivation from the spirit, you kid is not qualified yet. The secret servant Futu took back the golden hairpin glass mirror of his beloved disciple Fu Huanjing.

Fu Huanjing, who lost the fortune and fortune of a country, fell from the spirit to the spirit of the soul. The dark servant Futu disappeared and went to the Chaos Sword Pavilion to absorb the evil sword qi.

This Fengqi Pavilion tragedy is a catastrophe that he Fu Huanjing must solve, and it is related to the future of his cultivation avenue.

This mystery, a specific time, a specific place, a specific way of killing.

With Fu Huanjing's in-depth investigation, he knew that the beautiful woman who died tragically in Fengqi Pavilion was not just that Oiran woman, but eight beautiful women.

It's just that in order to make money, the old bustard Yasha of Fengqi Pavilion deliberately concealed the tragic deaths of the other seven women.

Fu Huanjing sorted out the death links of the eight women, and was surprised to find that the murderer used gossip numerology to kill people, and he didn't know why he was asking for it.

In recent days, Fu Huanjing disguised himself into Fengqi Pavilion and temporarily became a second drinker.

Although ten days ago, the Oiran was naked and died tragically in his boudoir. However, the womanizers of Fengqi Pavilion have increased instead of decreasing, and they are constantly laughing and laughing.

After a few days of observing words and feelings, Fu Huanjing found that there was one person who was particularly eye-catching, and nine times out of ten it was the person who committed the murder.

Fu Huanjing used the new Oiran in the Fengqi Pavilion as a rat trap to capture the man who was different from others.

After more than half a month, Fu Huanjing still worked in vain, so he was discouraged and decadent.

After a while, this tragedy of the Fantasy Realm Fengqi Pavilion is still clueless and hopeless to solve the case.

"Stinky boy, have you heard? That new Oiran of Fengqi Pavilion was also brutally killed by a thief not long ago. The Dark Attendant Futu asked casually.

"What, how is it possible?" Fu Huanjing said in surprise, his right hand holding the pen trembled.

"Stinky boy, how can it be impossible? life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, what can you do now that you are as humble as dust?" the dark servant Futu sneered.

"The apprentice guards her all day long, how can that lewd thief have a chance to do it?" Fu Huanjing asked puzzled.

"Is that really the case? Are you guarding her now?" said the Shadow Squire Futu laughed.

Fu Huanjing, who was full of guilt, did not continue to talk to his master Tiefutu, so he hurried to the Fengqi Pavilion opposite the Jingxin Wine Workshop and asked the old bustard Yasha in the pavilion about the cause of death of the new Oiran.

After listening to the narration of the old bustard Yasha of Fengqi Pavilion, Fu Huanjing was terrified to find that the lewd thief hiding in the shadows was preparing to use the Nine Palaces Heavenly Dao to kill people.

Seeing that the remaining eight people would be killed by the thief in the near future, Fu Huanjing ignored whether the murderer he had suspected very much before was really a murderer, beat him to death with a stick, and abandoned his body at the bottom of the Thunder Cliff.

"Why did you kill that innocent illusory man?" asked the Dark Squire Futu.

"He killed someone, and he killed to pay for his life, as he should be, why not. Fu Huanjing thought he was reasonable.

"Where's the evidence?" asked the Shadow Squire.

"Evidence? The apprentice has already seen the process of his murder in the Tianji Stone, and he is the murderer. Fu Huanjing took out the Tianji Stone in his dust-free bag and said.

"Stinky boy, if the teacher tells you that the Heavenly Machine Stone in your hand is a fake, will you regret it?"

"Impossible, Master, why are you so tricked into the apprentice?" Fu Huanjing asked.

"Stinky boy, your cultivation path will encounter countless calamities in the future, and you must not use this dead thing as the basis for what you do or not. You kid will take this incident as a small lesson!" said the Dark Servant Futu meaningfully.

Fu Huanjing has nothing to say, this time it is indeed his fault, and there is no excuse to shirk responsibility.

Seeing that his lover seemed to be repentant, the secret servant Futu left satisfied.

After a while, Fu Huanjing deeply realized his mistake and couldn't kill innocents for his own personal grudges.

In order to get rid of his anger, Fu Huanjing went to Bodhi Temple to meditate for half a month.

In the past half a month, Fu Huanjing, while calming down, used the Tianji Stone to finally browse the finale of the Sword Emperor Qin Duya.

The blood-drinking knife is like a person, and there is a soul, although the body of the knife is destroyed, but the soul returns to Heluo.

"Heluo, haven't you heard of it, can you eat it?" Qin Duya asked Lin Xuewu.

"Look at my Lingxue Sword, do you want to take a bite?" Lin Xuewu said angrily.

The river refers to the Yellow River, Luo is the Luoshui, and the so-called Heluo is the junction of these two big rivers.

One day, the ghost king of Heluo, Yin Er, was wandering around the land of Heluo.

Suddenly, the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea Jiang was charming, and she landed in the land of Heluo, ignoring the existence of the dignified Heluo Ghost King, and played in the water.

The short-tempered Yin Eryan naturally couldn't bear such humiliation, so he held the Heluo Thunder Axe in his hand and wanted to chop it with an axe.

How could it be that the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea was extraordinary, and the Heluo Ghost King couldn't bear to do it, pretended to be an axe to chop mosquitoes, and left with his back.

"No, this Heluo land is my territory, how can I allow her East China Sea Dragon Mother to be presumptuous here!" Yin Eryan muttered to himself.

"Ghost Talisman"

The Heluo Ghost King shouted, and dragged the East China Sea Dragon Mother out of the water of Heluo.

"Why?, so stingy?" Jiang Yanmei asked.

"You are the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea, don't stay in the boundless East China Sea, what are you doing in my Heluo land?" asked Yin Eryan with a stinky face.

"Dragon Yuan Crystal Soul"

The Dragon Mother of the East China Sea whispered, only to see the dragon yuan in her body, emitting colorful light, calming the surging water of Heluo.

"I miss you! Dead ghost!" Jiang Yanmei used her glamorous technique to seduce the Heluo Ghost King.

"I'm not familiar! Get out! Goodbye!" "Heluo Ghost King Yin Eryan looked at him with his eyes and sternly refused.

Fate, wonderful!

The artifact of the Heluo Ghost King is the Heluo Thunder Axe, and the artifact of the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea is the East China Sea Purple Gold Gong. Seeing that the two of them are not compatible, the two artifacts are up to you.

Therefore, the blood-drinking sword was not the first divine weapon with a soul.

As early as in ancient times, the Heluo Thunder Axe and the East China Sea Purple Gold Hammer, these two divine weapons have both souls and souls.

Over time, under the mediation of their respective divine soldiers, the two were no longer so hostile to each other.

When Jiang Yanmei and Yin Eryan communicated heart-to-heart, she heard that he was the ghost king of Heluo, which made the Four Realms frightened, but he had also experienced many dangerous tribulations, which made her admire him even deeper.

Today's Heluo Ghost King is infinitely beautiful, but he didn't know that his parents died when he was young, and he was born with a bad spirit, so he was forced to be a little demon ghost.

Maybe it's the proverb that if you want to be a hero, you must die to your parents, blessing our little ghost king Yin Er. By chance, he apprenticed to the Great Immortal of the East Fence and learned the Supreme Immortal Method.

As he continued to grow older, the little ghost king Yin Er invaded the Netherworld Altar in the east, plundered the Buddhist holy land in the west, the paradise of the human world in Nanping, and swept the traitors in the god realm in the north.

Now more than thirty years old, the ghost king of Heluo, Yin Eryan, can never go back to the Xuanjia Temple of Dongli Daxian. Because he has caused too many disasters over the years, the Great Immortal of Dongli is afraid of being enemies with the beings of the Six Realms, and he has long since denied him as a criminal.

Jiang Yanmei, the dragon mother of the East China Sea, was born in the dragon clan, and was born with a charming atmosphere, but she is also a lone star.

Jiang Yanmei, the dragon mother of the East China Sea, who is now sought after by tens of thousands of people, was also a little unlucky person who was bullied everywhere. As the youngest daughter of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Jiang Yanmei never felt the warmth of the family for a moment when she was young, and she needed to watch out for all kinds of deadly traps of her sisters everywhere.

It is also strange to say that the endless tribulation for Jiang Yanmei has increased her divine realm cultivation, which has allowed her to survive tenaciously.

Let's talk about her great achievements in the East China Sea Dragon Mother Jiang Yanmei, she once slashed the Demon Realm Monarch Moon Worship Ancestor, fought the thousand-year-old scourge of the Immortal Realm Long Yue Hengzun, swallowed the calamity of all beings in the human world on the left, and captured the resentment and hatred of the Netherworld Ghost Realm on the right.

In other words, it means that he, the Heluo Ghost King, Yin Er, can only sigh in the horns of the Demon Realm, and her East China Sea Dragon Mother Jiang Yanmei is now the great master of the Three Realms of Humans, Gods and Immortals.

"Write that a flower blooms, nestled in the red dust, blowing a gentle wind. Buckle a line of poetry to wake up a curtain of fine water. When I think of it, I think of it, and I am waiting for you under the fate of a window. Hold on to eternity, as promised. From now on, I would like to accompany you to the end of the years. Yin Eryan hugged Jiang Yanmei and said to him to show his love in his heart.

"You make me feel disgusting!" Jiang Yanmei pretended to be reserved, wanting to capture her.

"Then you will die!" said Ye Luming, the Supreme of the Demon Realm, who appeared out of thin air.

I saw that the supreme Ye Luming of the Demon Realm was holding a dragon spear, and with one shot, he broke the dragon yuan in the body of Jiang Yanmei, the dragon mother of the East China Sea.

"Could it be ............," Yin Eryan suddenly realized.

"That's right! It's your Ghost Talisman and her Dragon Yuan Crystal Essence that have made me merge into one and reunite my Soul Yuan. Oh! I forgot to thank you both, thank you so much!" said the Demon Venerable Spear God Yelu Ming bowed in thanks.

"Demon Venerable Spear God Ye Lu Ming, you are really a little clever ghost! You can even think of resetting the plane, traveling to the ancient period, and reuniting the soul element with the help of divine power. Awesome! Awesome!" Qin Duya walked out with a sword, Lin Xuewu also flew out with a sword, and the two clapped their hands in unison and praised the Demon Venerable Spear God in front of them, Ye Luming.

At this point, after the clouds are rolling, life and death are parting.