Seeing that there was no one around to compete with him for the heart-warming stone, Lin Xuewu stepped forward and took away the artifact, flew out to sea, and searched for Qin Duya's figure everywhere.

"Wake up, wake up, Xingming Zhenjun, don't sleep anymore, the water of this Netherworld North Sea is almost drunk by you alone. Qin Duya shook Xingming Zhenjun, who was still asleep, and shouted loudly.

I saw that although the torture Ming Zhenjun had an adult-sized body, he had the stomach to devour the heavens and the earth. For a while, the huge Netherworld North Sea was about to be drunk by him.

He couldn't bear to see Qin Duya, who had turned into a mulberry field, and hurriedly dragged the sleeping Xingming Zhenjun out of the Netherworld North Sea.

After a while, Lin Xuewu found Qin Duya on the shore and was overjoyed.

"What a weirdo, let's go!" Lin Xuewu held the Heartwarming Stone in his hand, and Edgeworth and Qin Duya left the Netherworld North Sea, and turned back to the Torture Ming Zhenjun on the ground and said.

The two of them flew to the top of the Thunder Cliff, and Qin Duya, who was weak, struck hard, smashed the boulder, and pulled out the Blood Drink Treasure Knife in it.

Lin Xuewu took out the heart-warming stone in her arms, and Qin Duya pulled out the Evil Treasure Knife behind his back.

For a time, the three rare things in the world gathered together, namely the Warm Heart Stone, the Blood Drinking Treasure Knife, and the Evil Treasure Knife. The three treasures were destroyed by Qin Duya's body, three points were returned to the vitality, and the three treasures turned into one. A red light flashed through the sky, and the blood-drinking sword came out of nowhere.

Subsequently, Qin Duya's body was completely devoid of the Death Qi, and he was all consumed by the Blood Drinking Death Knife, and he no longer had to worry about being swallowed by the extremely tough Death Qi in the future.

Here, Yelu Ming supported his father's demon venerable god to kill the gods, and came to the tombstone of Yelu Mei, the mother who had passed away and the queen of the hundred charms.

Suddenly, the dignified Demon Realm Supreme Oriental God Slayer actually knelt on the tombstone and cried tears.

Everyone in the world says that men don't flick when they have tears, and I said that they just haven't reached the depths of their affection.

"Mei'er, we finally meet again. As the supreme of the demon world, I have a lot of helplessness, and the most helpless thing is to accompany you too little, and I owe you too much. Thinking back to the past, I snatched you from the hands of the Pig Demon Emperor, and you were thousands of unwilling at that time. But later, we had Ming'er, and you accepted your fate, and you were no longer so cold to me. Our happy life is very short, full of calculations, but only 100 days. It's just because I'm busy with the war of gods and demons that I have too few days with you. In the end, I was defeated, defeated at the top of Bodhi Mountain, and captured by the Emperor of the Divine Realm. He sealed me in the Netherworld, and I thought I would never return. But now that I've come back from the Netherworld, and you're gone, I have nothing to love. Where do I go from here?" the Demon Venerable cried as he looked up to the tombstone.

"Don't bother talking about it! I'm tired of it, I'll give you a good one, go underground and be kind to my mother." Ye Luming was like a dragon spear in his hand, and one shot resulted in the grief-stricken Demon Venerable said.

The 10,000-year cultivation of the Demon Venerable was absorbed by Ye Luming in an instant. Subsequently, his marksmanship improved by leaps and bounds, and he entered the realm of transformation, and he was in sight.

Over there, Qin Duya carried a huge blood-drinking sword on his back, and returned to the Yunding Sword Sect with Lin Xuewu, after all, if he wanted to overthrow the Qingdi Dynasty and lead 100,000 Huns to return to his hometown, he still needed an army.

Suddenly, the Blood Drink Knife behind Qin Duya flickered with light, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and Lin Xuewu behind him found that four characters appeared on the knife.

"Recruitment"

Qin Duya, who has a great sword intent, wants to show his ambitions. How could he be alone against the whole world, this is very unrealistic.

Therefore, Qin Duya decided to recruit troops and buy horses to win over the forces of the Demon Realm and the Netherworld Ghost Realm for his own use.

Lin Xuewu's Yunding Sword Sect, although there are tens of thousands of sword cultivators, but none of them are willing to follow Qin Duya, who is a sword intent person.

Therefore, Qin Duya had to return to Yunshui Village and gather the sword-loving people in the village to fight against the brutal rule of Emperor Naqing.

Although the bloody battle armor was damaged and disappeared, the Hun Dashan Yu Qin Dufeng's soul was injected into the bloody treasure knife in Qin Duya's hand now.

Da Shan Yu's unjust soul is in Qin Duya's mind every day and night, watering the seed of revenge he planted. Gradually, what Qin Duya is thinking about now is how to lead the 100,000 Hun undead ironclad army back to their hometown as soon as possible and reunite with their families.

Lin Xuewu said goodbye to Qin Duya, who had recovered his body, and continued to go back to deal with the big and small things of Genting Villa.

Qin Duya was one person and one knife, and after a while, he arrived at the entrance of Yunshui Village.

"Hey, hey, isn't this our second fool? What are you doing here? Do you want to come to the wedding banquet of the village chief and the daughter of the academy, Nangong Xueqi?" Shangguan Yan, the eldest son of the former village chief, sneered loudly at Qin Duya.

"Sister Xueqi?" Qin Duya asked in surprise.

"Haha! It's wrong, you should call her the village chief's wife in the future." Yu Wenting, the dog-legged son of Shangguan Yan in the past, laughed at Qin Duya's pointers.

"Your father is dead?" Qin Duya asked Shangguan Yan.

"Your father just died! That's called immortal death, two fools, do you know? Otherwise, how could I be the head of this Yunshui Village?" Shangguan Yan explained to Qin Duya.

"Scold me, scold my adoptive father Yao Lu, absolutely not!" Qin Duya clenched his bloody sword and scolded angrily.

Before he Shangguan Yan begged for mercy, Qin Duya had already given him a knife, and Shangguan Yan was gone.

Yu Wenting, the dog-legged man on the side, was overly frightened and passed out.

Qin Duya hurriedly ran to Nangong Xueqi's room, and found that she was unwilling to marry someone she didn't like, and had already committed suicide.

"Sister Xueqi, it's all my fault, one step late, I'm damned! I'm damned!" Seeing this scene, Qin Duya was immediately overwhelmed with grief and cried out in tears.

Qin Duya knew that she Nangong Xueqi had only loved herself in her life, and she blamed herself a lot. He knelt on the ground and slapped his face, while telling Nangong Xueqi's corpse that he owed her a debt.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Duya, who was full of grief and anger, decided to go to the Netherworld and try to save his sister Xueqi.