This dragon tendon rope was made by an unknown immortal in the world of Investiture of the Gods. It was made from the tendons of an alien dragon in the ancient times that was at the Golden Immortal level. It has only one function, which is to bind and imprison the strong who have lost the ability to resist.

The function is rather useless, it can only be used to bind and imprison people who have no power to resist, even if they are Daluo Jinxian, once they are tied up, they can only be slaughtered and cannot break free.

Ye Zheng didn't waste any time and went straight to work, tying up Demon Lord Chonglou. After all, since he had refined the Panlong Golden Staff, he had not yet tested its power or its effectiveness in making people dizzy and unconscious, and he was afraid that Demon Lord Chonglou would suddenly wake up.

After tying up Demon Lord Chonglou, Ye Zheng waved at the Panlong Golden Staff, and the staff immediately flew back to his hand. A crystal thought flew out, returned to his body, and merged into his soul. With a thought, the Panlong Golden Staff fell back into the small world in the dragon-patterned black gold tripod, and above the bronze sacred tree, constantly absorbing and exhaling the power of creation.

"Mr. Ye, thank you so much for what you did just now. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have lost my life." Jingtian said with a leak in his mouth.

"It's just a small matter." Ye Zheng shook his head and didn't care about Jingtian's thanks. He waved his hand and called down Zhou Shiwen who was hovering in the sky.

Suddenly, a sword light was heard from afar. It turned out to be Xu Changqing riding a sword and landing in front of Ye Zheng.

"I didn't expect that Young Master Ye is here too. Hey, isn't this the red-haired weirdo who caused a lot of trouble in my Shushan that day?" Xu Changqing had just greeted Ye Zheng and was shocked when he saw the Demon Lord Zunlou who was tied up like a dumpling and unconscious beside him.

"It's just a coincidence. I almost had a fight with him just now. Why, Mr. Xu, do you want me, Ye, to hand him over to your Shushan for disposal?" Ye Zheng glanced at Xu Changqing and said lightly.

"Changqing didn't mean that. He was just curious for a moment." Xu Changqing glanced at Ye Zheng and didn't try to embarrass himself.

Seeing this, Ye Zheng ignored him and ordered Zhou Shiwen and Fang Chen to carry the Demon King to the main tower and prepare to return to the inn first. Then he walked to the place where the magic sword was inserted in the Demon King's main tower and grabbed the magic sword.

“Buzz.”

The demon sword trembled, and for a moment, it became as heavy as a mountain. Even with Ye Zheng's strength, he could hardly pull it up.

The energy and blood in his body boiled and poured madly into the magic sword. Suddenly, a wailing sound was heard, and the magic sword struggled even harder, almost slipping out of his hand.

Ye Zheng's entire soul left his body and entered the magic sword, but his body was still subconsciously pouring tremendous energy and blood into the magic sword.

The interior space of the entire magic sword is not large, only the size of a palace, and in the center, stands a young girl.

"Who are you and why can you come in here?" The girl looked at Ye Zheng's soul with curiosity and spoke.

"Long Kui, the princess of the ancient Jiang Kingdom, sacrificed herself by the sword when the capital of the ancient Jiang Kingdom was breached." Ye Zheng's voice was very calm, but the girl's expression suddenly became excited.

"Who are you and how do you know all this?" Long Kui's voice trembled even more, and the look she gave Ye Zheng was full of fear.

Suddenly, a red light flashed in Long Kui's eyes, and her whole body turned red in an instant.

A cold and stern aura emanated from the red Long Kui. He flipped his hand and a longbow emitting red light appeared in his hand. He pulled the bowstring and a red arrow of light shot towards Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng did not dodge, but reached out to catch the light arrow.

"laugh."

After a sound, the red arrow of light disappeared without a trace, without causing any harm to Ye Zheng's soul.

"snort."

Red Nightshade snorted coldly, and the longbow in his hand was continuously pulled into a full moon. One after another, red light arrows flew out, forming a rain of arrows in the air.

Seeing this, Ye Zheng moved his spiritual power and a soul vortex appeared in the air, sucking in the red rain of arrows and crushing them to pieces.

"Miss Long Kui, why do you have to do this? I have no intention of hurting you. Why don't you calm down and have a good chat." Ye Zheng glanced at the cold red Long Kui and spoke.

"What's there to talk about?" Red Nightshade's voice was particularly cold.

"Miss Long Kui, don't you want to give up this magic sword?" Ye Zheng's expression was very calm.

"What did you say? How is this possible? The seal of the magic sword can only be broken by the blood of a loved one." Red Dragon Sunflower looked at Ye Zheng, and the coldness in her voice weakened a lot.

"Nothing is impossible. As long as Ye Zheng takes action, this seal will be nothing. I just don't know what to do after Miss Long Kui gets out." Ye Zheng shook his head and did not take the seal of a magic sword seriously.

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"I haven't thought about this yet. I just want to go out and find my brother and stay by his side. I can sense that my brother is near." Red Nightshade hesitated for a while, but still answered Ye Zheng. After all, this was the first person who cared about her so much in nearly a thousand years.

“Miss Long Kui, there seems to be some problem with your soul now. Your soul is gradually splitting. The blue figure before is probably the other part.” Ye Zheng glanced at the red Long Kui and told her everything that his soul had sensed.

"Oh, so what if it splits?" Red Nightshade looked at Ye Zheng with some curiosity.

"The soul and body are split. If you are lucky, they can still exist separately after the split. If you are unlucky, I am afraid that when the split is successful, the body and soul will be destroyed." Ye Zheng's face was very calm.

The original plot was that Xu Changqing's secret technique helped Long Kui to re-condense her body. The soul was nourished by the body, thus avoiding the fate of complete destruction of both body and soul.

The red nightshade did not say anything, but just looked at Ye Zheng closely.

Ye Zheng nodded and thought to himself, "What a pity! If Long Kui had controlled the magic sword at the very beginning, gathered the magic energy, and condensed the magic body, when the seal was broken and she came out, I'm afraid the Evil Sword Immortal would have been beaten."

After taking another look at Long Kui's condition, Ye Zheng fell into deep thought, recalling ways to solve her current situation.

"I got it. Let's unlock the seal of the magic sword first, and then solve your problem later." Ye Zheng suddenly thought of the List of Gods from the Westward Journey world that he had collected before.

After looting it from the Jade Emperor in A Chinese Odyssey, it was thrown into the black gold tripod with dragon patterns. If it weren't for the need to solve the problem of Long Kui, it would have been almost forgotten.