Yang Tian didn't want to speak at all at this moment, even though he had long known that this Seven Star Fragment must be something important, he never thought that this was actually related to the Demon Star ten thousand years ago.

There is no need to doubt the will of the demon lord, it must be to destroy the entire cultivation realm, and even far more than that.

Such a conspiracy is almost enough to plague the whole world!

Over the past 10,000 years, the demons and demons have joined forces to fight so many times, and so many vicious battles have only consumed the saints of the human race, but they have not destroyed the monks, and they have never even made their mark on this land.

Even if it was 10,000 years ago, when the undead demons were born and the demons were rampant, they did not get any benefits because of the infestation of the wilderness and the primeval royal family, and from this point of view, although the demons were powerful, there was no doubt that they failed.

The identity of the demon lord was very mysterious, and Yang Tian had already guessed that he was not from this era, but he had found nothing except for the pitiful amount of information.

Back then, when he was still in the Heavenly Demon Evil Domain, the Dark Demon and the Black Wind Old Demon were just half-sages, but their strength was far from comparable to Zhongzhou, I am afraid this is the real reason why the Demon Lord was temporarily hidden and did not choose to be born, right?

He must have been waiting for an opportunity, a great opportunity

Now, Yang Tian had already guessed something, the Demon Lord took advantage of his feelings for Qin Xiaoxi, and entrusted such a big task to him, that is, to collect the Seven Star Fragments

He didn't know what would happen after the Seven Star Fragments were collected.

But he knows that it's definitely not a good thing.

Because judging from the astrological chart left by the corpse of the great demon in front of them, it seems that they had prepared such a plan four thousand years ago, but in the end it was not implemented.

Could the Demon Lord be a figure from 4,000 years ago?

Yang Tian's head suddenly became very chaotic and complicated.

Maybe if he was a monk, he wouldn't hesitate to stand opposite the demon lord and strangle the demon at all costs, right?

But what about the people of the Yang family?

Can he really be hard-hearted and ignore everything?

What's more, he's already a demon.

How exactly?

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the original point again, and the belief he had originally insisted on was once again beaten back into the invisible.

"You shouldn't be confused, anyway, life is only like this once, why bother with the result?" The dead mouse seemed to have felt the sadness in his heart, and opened his mouth to comfort.

The corners of Yang Tian's mouth rose slightly, and he said, "Maybe." When the road ahead is unknown, I can only choose to move forward step by step, whether it is the Immortal Court or the Yellow Spring in front of me. ”

At that moment, he didn't think about anything else, put away the seven star fragments, held the Qiankun ruler again, and walked slowly forward.

The sharp and heavy body of the ruler slowly touched the undried demon blood on the ground, and at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, all the demon blood was fused into the Qiankun ruler.

At this moment, the Qiankun ruler didn't seem to be a holy soldier, but more like a huge container, constantly absorbing demon blood, hungry and thirsty.

Suddenly, the Qiankun ruler let out a soft sound, which trembled in Yang Tian's palm, which immediately made him feel shocked.

Yang Tian seemed to be able to feel it, as if the Qiankun ruler had woken up from his slumber, and the mighty power of a holy soldier was slowly recovering

"Tianyan, open!" Yang Tian snorted, opened the Tianyan, carefully checked the surface of the Qiankun ruler, it was okay not to look at it, and he was overjoyed at a glance.

I saw that the blood line that was originally cut off by the Taizun of the Demon Academy was being repaired by the demon blood one by one, and it had once again established a weak connection with his body, if this momentum continued, I think it would soon be possible to regain the power of the holy soldier.

Not only that, but it is also restored to its original form, as a holy soldier as a natal weapon!

In the eyes of ordinary people, natal weapons and ordinary holy soldiers are also two very different concepts, even if they were the holy soldiers held by Chen Yi and the Little Demon King in the Valley of Snakes and Scorpions, they were also ordinary holy soldiers.

If it is a natal weapon, it will naturally be handy when it is used, and it is an incomparable familiarity for ordinary people.

The Qiankun ruler was originally forged by Yang Tian himself, and was born in the dantian, and the power was naturally incomparable to that of ordinary holy soldiers, and now, the resurrection of holy soldiers has stimulated the potential that he did not have originally, and it is bound to go to the next level.

However, in an instant, the Qiankun ruler had already absorbed all the demon blood, and the ruler's body kept trembling, Yang Tian's eyes flashed, and he directly threw out the Qiankun ruler!

A white light flashed out from the Qiankun ruler, and then an incredible scene happened, the Qiankun ruler suddenly disappeared, replaced by a petite figure.

This petite figure is carved in pink, white, and tender skin seems to be blown and broken, which makes people can't help but rise in love.

"Poetry and painting!" The moment he saw that figure, Yang Tian cried with joy and shouted out without hesitation.

"Big brother!"

Xiao Shihua's face was full of smiling tears, and suddenly turned into a white light and came to Yang Tian's face, and immediately threw herself into his arms, snuggling in his arms like a child.

More than ten years, from the original Fuhuang Ancient Road in the Donglong Domain to the present, except for the time when he lost his memory, Yang Tian has never forgotten the little poems and paintings, and now, the little poems and paintings have appeared, how can he not be excited?

"My brother is very sorry, the little poetry and painting seems to have had a long, long dream, I slept for so long that I forgot to wake up. The voice of the little poem and painting is full of childish immaturity, but it is distressing.

Yang Tian felt very uncomfortable in his heart, shook his head and looked at her and said, "No, it's my brother who is not good, I didn't stop you at the beginning, but my brother is not responsible." ”

"Born a spirit, this is also against the sky, right?" The dead mouse looked at the little poem and painting in a daze, his expression was full of shock, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

When the dead mouse went to the cemetery of the gods, he had never seen the little poems and paintings, and it was only in Yang Tian's chatter from time to time that he learned about it.

The little poem painting was very simple, turned his head to look at the dead mouse, and suddenly said sweetly: "Huh, what a cute little black mouse, but why don't you have a spirit?"

The dead mouse was stunned for a moment, this seemingly simple sentence almost became the biggest pain in the dead mouse's heart.

"How do you know I don't have a spirit in me?"

Xiao Shihua said honestly: "I can see that all the aura in your body has been forcibly pulled out, leaving only the Natal Pill to survive, otherwise you are already dead"

Yang Tian stared at the little poem painting in surprise, in his opinion, the little poem must have a secret that he didn't know, you know, even if it was impossible for him to see anything like a dead mouse, but the little poem and painting

"You really, you can see everything, and you can still see the natal pill in my body?" The dead mouse was also shocked, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes for the first time in a long time.

Xiao Shihua nodded, and said, "Not only that, but I can also feel a trace of immortal energy remaining in your body, you should be an immortal of the Nine Domains, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Tian and the dead mouse were stunned, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

After a long time, Yang Tiancai asked meaningfully, "Little Shihua, how did you know about this place in the Nine Domains?"

Xiao Shihua pondered for a moment, then shook his head again, and said, "In my memory, it seems that there really is this place, but as for where it is, I can't remember." ”

Yang Tian locked his brows, this matter is too weird, Xiao Shihua originally didn't know anything, why did he know the Nine Domains, and knew that the dead mouse was originally an immortal?

"This girl is very unusual. The dead mouse just gave a comment, but no one would know better than Yang Tian what this comment meant.

"By the way, what about the Qiankun Ruler?" Yang Tian quickly remembered something, except for a demon corpse in front of him, it was empty.

"Brother, are you talking about this?" Xiao Shihua stretched out his sleeve and stretched out his broken arm in front of Yang Tian, on which a pattern was clearly carved, what else could there be besides the Qiankun ruler?

"This" Yang Tian vaguely thought of something, but he was still a little incredulous.

"Don't be surprised, brother, if you want this, you can do it at any time. The little poem and painting said, flying back like a goddess scattering flowers, the white light flashed, and suddenly turned into the appearance of a ruler, flying towards Yang Tian.

Yang Tian's face was full of shock, but he reached out and took the Qiankun Ruler, the aura of the Holy Soldier spread, not only that, but it also resonated with his body, and for the first time in his eyes, the Qiankun Ruler was no longer a cold weapon, but a reliable best friend!

And that best friend is none other than the little poetry and painting closest to him!

The dead mouse also narrowed his eyes, amazed by this scene.

"Brother, you can wave it at will, the ruler is me, in terms of sharpness, no one can match!" came the voice of a small poem and painting from the ruler.

At this moment, Yang Tian was relieved and no longer had any doubts.

Because, the ruler spirit of the Qiankun ruler has been born, just as the sword spirit contained in the dragon pattern sword at the beginning, the small poems and paintings that were originally spirits have been fused with the Qiankun ruler and even his natal weapon!