Mu Qiu grabbed the air, and when he saw Nan Wuyue's back, his eyes were split.

Mu Qiu's heart continued to struggle, judging from the blow Zhu Yan just now, the latter's strength was afraid that it had reached the late stage of integration, coupled with the dense group of demon beast phantoms, Nan Wuyue was afraid that this time it would be more than lucky.

"Mu Qiu, run quickly, otherwise Nan Wuyue will die in vain!" The Arraiths urged at this time.

"!" Mu Qiu burst into a foul mouth.

The sound of energy roaring and exploding was heard.

He didn't think about it anymore, raised the power of his soul to the limit, and swept away into the depths again.

He wasn't stupid enough to go up to help Nan Wuyue, the latter did this to protect him, if he rushed forward stupidly, then there would be no other ending except for both of them dying here.

After a while, he came to a hallway, the same one as the previous entrance.

Lights flickered on the walls on both sides.

Mu Qiu was not in the mood to admire this masterpiece handed down from ancient times, his face was gloomy, he turned his head to look behind him, he sprinted down with all his strength, and he was already extremely far away from the platform full of demon beast corpses.

Silence had returned to my ears.

He walked down the hallway with heavy steps.

Tick...... Tick......

Mu Qiu's footsteps sounded in the empty corridor.

After a short walk, he came to the end of the hallway.

Here are two huge wooden doors, and the wooden doors are still carved with various monster reliefs.

Mu Qiu's right hand flipped over, and a token appeared in his hand.

At this time, the piece in Nan Wuyue's hand before was snatched by him after opening the gate.

He placed the token in his palm and pressed it gently towards a groove in the wooden door.

Airplanes!

The wooden door suddenly produced a ripple and slowly opened.

An unusually ancient aura came through the crack in the door.

The wooden door opened, and Mu Qiu looked at it, and he had a panoramic view of the vision.

This is a calm lake, the water of the lake, the water is overgrown, white flowers are blooming, and the lake is floating on the lake in the shape of a lotus-shaped lantern.

The red lanterns flutter slowly in mid-air, and they are reflected in the lake, which is particularly dreamy.

In the center of the lake, there is a small platform that rises out of the water.

On the platform, a full-length inky black coffin was placed on it.

There was a gap under the coffin, and the clear water of the lake flowed out of the gap, overflowed the platform and then flowed into the lake.

The material of the coffin was unknown, and it exuded a cold air, staining the surrounding air with a hint of mist.

Mu Qiu stepped on his feet, and the whole person flew up.

Syllable!

He landed steadily on the platform, causing a splash.

"This should be the tomb owner......" The voice of the desolate spirit sounded in his head.

Mu Qiu didn't answer, he looked at the coffin with an expressionless face.

"Open it...... Desolate Spirit was stunned for a moment, it seemed that Mu Qiu had a lot of complaints about her, it was indeed that she was going to enter the palace, she didn't explain much, but continued to urge.

For a long time, Mu Qiu still didn't speak, and he didn't make any moves.

"Are you deaf?" Seeing this, the desolate spirit said angrily.

"You've been here, haven't you?" Mu Qiu finally spoke, his tone was flat, and he couldn't hear joy or anger.

"I don't know what you're talking about." The desolate spirit was stunned when he heard this, and there was a dodge in his tone.

"Hehe, you know that there are those demon beasts guarding here, that's why you urged me to come in."

"You know the relationship between Nan Wuyue and me, and in the case of life and death, he will definitely sacrifice himself to save my life."

"And Nan Wuyue, who has a divine vein in the Transformation Stage, can indeed do this."

"He has the strength to stop that group of demon beast phantoms and let me retreat."

Mu Qiu muttered to himself.

The Arraiths fell silent at this point.

"The purpose of you doing this is to let Nan Wuyue, who has the inheritance of the Sword Demon, die halfway."

"So that the so-called bullshit fateful battle won't happen."

"You're so calculating!"

Mu Qiu continued, his tone gradually cold.

He has always admired the desolate spirit as a master, and the latter passed on his sword immortal inheritance, so that he, who was originally a waste, had the opportunity to step into the ranks of immortal cultivators.

When he willfully fought against Yin Qiu, he did not hesitate to consume the only remaining spiritual power to defeat Yin Qiu for him.

In that magma world, in order to save his life, he didn't even care about the risk of the spirit dissipating and forcibly attacked.

Mu Qiu kept all this in his heart, and never refused the request of the desolate spirit.

Now, the latter uses his trust to frame Nan Wuyue.

Mu Qiu's heart was extremely complicated for a while.

"He's my only brother!"

"Hehe, that's right, you are a spirit body, how can you have feelings, you are just a machine that executes orders!"

He slapped his palm on the coffin in front of him and roared at the desolate spirit.

He said this with anger, and his words were extremely serious.

A flash of pain flashed in the Aragare's eyes, and the pain was fleeting.

"Huh, brother?"

"Do you know what will become of him when he obtains the Sword Demon Inheritance?"

"Mu Qiu, don't be naïve, if you let him grow up, don't say it's you, under the heavens, countless immortal cultivators will be killed by him."

"Don't tell me any bullshit brother, even his parents, he won't let go!"

"Mu Qiu, do you know what a demon is?"

"The real demon must get rid of human nature in order to enter the demon, once he enters the demon, the seven emotions and six desires have nothing to do with him."

"The extreme of demons, there is only killing in the eyes, not only simple killing, but also killing all the seven emotions and six desires, this is the devil!"

Her voice was cold and angry, everything she did was for Mu Qiu, but the latter blamed her in turn.

Mu Qiu was right, she was originally a sword spirit, and she was very unfamiliar with the emotions of these mortals, and she couldn't understand the brotherly love that Mu Qiu said.

Her only belief is to protect Muqiu and let him grow up so that he can fulfill her master's last wish.

In this regard, she must completely eradicate all the obstacles in front of Mu Qiu!

Because she was an emotionless spirit.

"I don't know what bullshit sword demon you are talking about, I only know that he is Nan Wuyue, my brother, even if he becomes a demon, he will not insert the sword in his hand into my body for half a minute!"

Mu Qiu roared wildly at the coffin in front of him as if he was going crazy.

His eyes were blood-red, his fingers were clutched at the coffin, blood was pouring from him, but he didn't know it.

"Giggle...... Wild, I didn't expect that your master found this kind of stupid boy at the cost of his life. ”

At this moment, an extremely nice voice sounded in this space.

This sound is like a heavenly sound, and it can affect people's hearts.

Mu Qiu, who had already fallen into madness, was beating violently, but at this time, he gradually calmed down.

The surrounding aquatic plants, when this voice sounded, countless flowers bloomed in an instant.

Suddenly, the space was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Mu Qiu's hands that were originally on the coffin were instantly retracted, and his feet retreated violently.

The whole figure retreated to the edge of the platform, and a pair of eyes looked at the black coffin with horror.

Click!

At this moment, the coffin made a soft sound, and then the coffin lid slowly floated.

A woman slowly stood up from the coffin.

Then her figure disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, she had already appeared in front of Mu Qiu.

"Waste, when old friends meet, don't they come out to catch up?" She glanced at Mu Qiuqi's sea, then chuckled lightly and said slowly.

At that moment, the flowers began to wither, and the surface of the water was sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, the lake dried up, the grass withered, the soil at the bottom of the lake cracked, and the air of barrenness echoed throughout the space.