Saying that, Mu Ziyun carried Fang Tianmu back to the outside of the Dingbei Group Demon Valley, and Mu Ziyun said to himself: "It's strange, why did the aura of the ghosts become so restless. ”

Fang Tianmu's faint voice came from his shoulder, "Gravedigger, it's gone." ”

"Are you awake?" Mu Ziyun asked, "What does it mean to be gone, is it devoured by a powerful ghost?" No, the ghosts are reluctant to persecute him, something should be wrong, stains, even he was forced out, let's go in again I'm afraid there will be more than lucky. Mu Ziyun put Fang Tianmu down, "You have a good rest, according to Ge Yuan, you should be able to play a big role in it." ”

Fang Tianmu's mental state was very bad, although his soul was protected by the canopy, but it was also affected by the holy light of the Heavenly Gate, sitting on the ground, he was shaky, his head was spinning, his eyes were still burning and he couldn't open them, he only felt that his organs were tired, he wanted to sleep but couldn't sleep, he couldn't open his eyes when he opened them, it was really tormenting.

Mu Ziyun waited patiently for him, the two of them had been sitting outside the Dingbei Group Demon Valley for a day and a night, and on the third day, Fang Tianmu saw that he was well, and his energy had recovered a lot. The two of them visited outside the valley, and Mu Ziyun said: "I don't know what to look for again, do you want to go to the border of yin and yang again?" ”

As they spoke, the two of them directly saw an object that was floating in front of them in the valley, which was actually a magic sword. But Minglat ▪ Brossalan Mi ▪ Ban is not there, and the sad corpse Zang ▪ Ming can't come out, so the only one who can call him out can only be....

Fang Tianmu opened the crack in the underworld on his side, and after waiting for a long time, the voice of the evil god Nirvana came out, it was very displeased, and said: "Do you regard the deity as a follower, little ghost!" I don't care about you! ”

Fang Tianmu closed the crack expressionlessly, and said to Mu Ziyun: "It's not me, it's not it." ”

"That's weird, this guy is still a sperm? Ran out on your own? The two of them stepped into the valley and walked along the magic sword, the place where the resentment was too deep, surrounded by mist, Mu Ziyun just wanted to open the dragon eye but was stopped by Fang Tianmu, in such a place, seeing farther and clearer may be more deadly. The tyrant's soul was summoned from the black scabbard, and he once again probed Fang Tianmu to avoid the sand grain grass and the stirrup flower.

The magic sword was really controlled by someone, and he stopped step by step, leading the two of them to walk more than a dozen corners. But not long after leaving, the irritable ghosts and demons gathered around, and their restless aura was very unusual, but this time the two of them didn't need to resist, because Fang Tianmu's ghost king posture could command all the ghosts.

Mu Ziyun said: "The gravedigger is gone, and these guys have lost the possibility of being redeemed, so they are so anxious." ”

The two of them thought that the magic sword would lead them to the underworld again, but after a long detour, they still stayed in the land of the yang. The magic sword stayed on top of a grave bag, saying that it was a tomb bag, but in fact it was not like, there was no monument and no platform, only a stone pile, the magic sword hung on the top of the stone pile, suddenly fell, inserted into it, and did not move for a long time.

Fang Tianmu stepped forward, jumped on the stone pile, held the black knife in his left hand, and pulled out the magic sword with his right hand, and with a little force, the magic sword was pulled out three inches, and was about to continue, when the magic sword was suddenly dragged down by its force, and Fang Tianmu's body was directly sucked into the stone pile and disappeared when he leaned forward.

Mu Ziyun was stunned for a moment before he spoke: "Good guy, you really don't need me to come." ”

Without Fang Tianmu, the thick black mist instantly came to Mu Ziyun's side, countless pairs of ghost eyes flickered, and Mu Ziyun sighed.....

Fang Tianmu was only in a trance for a moment, and then he stood on a hidden path, and he walked along the way, surrounded by different grasses, among which there were dots of strange spirits. After a while, he saw a pavilion hollowed out of a milky white boulder, and in the pavilion sat an alien creature, the reason why it was said to be a living soul was because it did not look like a ghost, Fang Tianmu also felt that its physical body was real, but it was not until he walked in front of it that Fang Tianmu realized that its physical body was also ethereal and rootless.

The appearance of the creature is also strange, with three eyes, three hands and three legs, it should be very weird to think about it, but those who see it, including Fang Tianmu, do not think it is ugly, but feel that it has a different kind of beauty, it only wears three layers of tulle, and there are three strings of moon beads hanging in three places on its body, the creature finally opened its mouth, it is a woman's voice, it said: "I have been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"You know me?" Fang Tianmu said coldly.

"I don't know, but I know that you are the master of the magic sword at this time."

Fang Tianmu hesitated a little, but the creature said: "The one in the underworld is only the owner of the magic sword, but not the user, you are the master who really uses the magic sword." ”

"Who are you?"

The creature stood up and walked towards Fang Tianmu, and in an instant, it took off its "disguise", not to take off its clothes, but to become some kind of "elf" appearance, with a close body, or that is the human body, it should be nothing, naked, but it exudes a comfortable light, so that even if outsiders stand in front of them, they can't see the appearance of their body clearly. Fang Tianmu looked at the "disguise" that fell in the distance, and then found that the three eyes, three legs, and three hands are all decorative things, which should be the special customs of ancient civilizations.

The creature replied, "My name is Naga Zi ▪ Sarah, and I am the last living creature of the ancient beggar tribe to die. ”

"You're dead?" Fang Tianmu still couldn't notice her death, she was not a soul body.

"Dead, the demon of the Bone Spirit Clan - the tragic skeleton Zang ▪ Ming, obtained the magic sword created by the Northern Hades 10,000-year-old demon Ming Latbrosaran ▪ Miban ▪, and destroyed the Begging Clan in the rampage, and I am the only surviving clan, but I live alone, it is meaningless, the Begging Clan and the Bone Spirit Clan are the descendants of the gods, and the blood inherits the power of the ancient gods, I sacrificed myself, summoned the light of the ancient gods, and the flesh and blood turned into a scabbard, sealing the evil nature of the magic sword, and the soul also turned into the soul of the scabbard, It is also considered to have obtained the immortality of the soul, I have sealed the magic sword for a hundred years, and the sad skeleton ▪ of the demon who can't pull out the magic sword Zang Ming fell into the devil in obsession, and fell into the underworld to obtain the immortality of the soul, and since then he has been waiting for the magic sword forever at the border of the underworld. ”

Naga Zisara ▪ continued: "The years are infinite, but the magic sword has only changed hands twelve times, only the first two times I accompanied its master as a scabbard, the third master of the demon sword tyranny, abandoned me in the 'spring ocean', and the scabbard was picked up by the Eastern Shark Divine Clan, and collected to this day, a few days ago the Eastern Shark Divine Clan palace collapsed, I was able to appear in the world, although I could not find the trace of the magic sword, but I felt the resentment of the sad skeleton Zang ▪ Ming, so I flew here. ”

Fang Tianmu understood, he came here again, or rather, what should have been found in Bohai Mu was the scabbard of the magic sword.