Ye Zheng shook his head, and with a movement of his soul, he left the space of the magic sword.

With the infusion of qi and blood, the magic sword stopped struggling and was held in the hand very calmly, flashing black and purple light from time to time.

"This, this." Looking at the magic sword in Ye Zheng's hand, Jingtian seemed to be hesitant to speak, and finally said nothing.

"This magic sword is indeed related to your previous life, but for you, it is a curse rather than a blessing, because there are some things you cannot protect." Ye Zheng shook his head and said lightly.

"By the way, Mr. Ye, Bai Doufu invited me to visit Shushan. Are you interested in going with him?" Jingtian didn't understand what Ye Zheng said, and he didn't think too much about it, so he spoke.

"Forget about going to Shushan. I have some important matters to take care of." Ye Zheng said, and walked towards the outside of Yuzhou City with Zhou Shiwen and Fang Chen.

"This, why is it getting heavier? This is not right." Zhou Shiwen started talking, panting, as he just walked out of Yuzhou City.

"Hey, Brother Zhou Shi, why are you so useless despite being so big and strong?" Fang Chen on the side glanced at Zhou Shiwen.

"Bah, you pretty boy, what are you looking at me with? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death." Zhou Shiwen became furious when he saw Fang Chen's eyes.

Seeing this, Ye Zheng's mind moved, and the Panlong Golden Staff appeared in his hand. He walked in front of Zhou Shiwen, raised the Panlong Golden Staff, and knocked on the head of Demon Lord Zunlou again, and then shouted, "Okay, that Demon Lord Zunlou has woken up. Although his whole body strength has been sealed by the Jiao tendon rope, his pure physical strength is still there. There is no need to fuss."

"uh-huh."

Demon Lord Zunlou just uttered a muffled groan and then fainted completely. For a moment, Zhou Shiwen felt the pressure greatly reduced.

Ye Zheng put away the Panlong Golden Staff and walked towards the valley where the Panlong Golden Staff had been refined.

"You go into the valley first." Ye Zheng gave an order. When he saw Zhou Shiwen and Fang Chen, who were carrying the Demon Lord's tower, entering the valley, he took out a formation flag from the black gold tripod with dragon pattern.

With a light toss, the formation flag flew into the air, swelled in the wind, and became half a person's height. It flew and landed on all sides of the valley. Suddenly, the whole valley was covered by an invisible barrier. He made a hand gesture and entered the valley.

As soon as Ye Zheng entered the valley, he took out the magic sword, and instantly the valley was filled with demonic energy.

"Hey, pretty boy, what level do you think the sword in Senior Ye's hand is?" Zhou Shiwen looked at the raging demonic energy in the valley, grinned and spoke.

"This is probably no match for any ordinary wizard's treasure." Fang Chen stared at the magic sword with envy on his face.

"When do you think we can get a treasure?" Zhou Shiwen also looked at the magic sword in Ye Zheng's hand with envy.

Ye Zheng ignored Zhou Shiwen and Fang Chen. His blood and energy surged and poured directly into the blade of the magic sword, constantly washing the blade of the magic sword.

Gradually, the raging demonic energy began to dissipate, and the blade of the demon sword began to radiate brilliant golden light.

"drink."

Ye Zheng shouted loudly, and poured all his energy and blood into the magic sword.

“Crack.”

After a crisp sound, cracks appeared on the blade of the magic sword, as if it would break at any time. As the magic sword cracked, a burst of inky black demonic energy was released.

A blue figure flew out from the crack of the enchanted sword and landed on the ground.

"Thank you." As soon as Long Kui took out the magic sword, she was delighted.

Ye Zheng just nodded and put the damaged magic sword into the dragon-patterned black gold tripod.

"Hey, pretty boy, is my eyes playing tricks on me? How come a beautiful woman suddenly appears?" Zhou Shiwen was suddenly stunned, and said to Fang Chen beside him in disbelief.

"Damn it, you ugly guy, what are you doing?" Fang Chen was sprayed in the face by Zhou Shiwen's saliva. He suppressed his nausea, kicked him, and hurriedly wiped the saliva off his face.

"Don't be so polite. What are your plans now?" Ye Zheng glanced at Long Kui and spoke.

"I haven't thought about it yet. I don't know where my brother is now." Long Kui spoke softly, looking helpless.

"In a sense, he is not your brother. It's just that their souls are the same, but their consciousness is completely different." Ye Zheng still spoke.

It is difficult for ordinary people to preserve their consciousness after entering reincarnation. This is the mystery of the womb in the Yangshen world. It can be said that it is another person.

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"What? How is this possible?" Long Kui's expression immediately became painful, with red light flashing in her eyes. In an instant, her blue body turned red.

"You don't have to be too excited. It's the cycle of heaven and earth. It's been more than a thousand years. Even if you live to be a hundred years old in every life, you've probably been reincarnated more than ten times." Ye Zheng shook his head. There was one thing he didn't say. If the consciousness is strong enough, it is indeed possible to preserve it and solve the mystery in the womb.

"Everything you said is true." The red Longkui had a very cold expression and looked at Ye Zheng calmly.

"There is no need to lie to you about this kind of thing. When you see Long Yang's reincarnated body, you will understand. His first life was the reincarnation of Fei Peng from the divine world." Ye Zheng said lightly.

"Is there any way?" Long Kui only said half of the sentence and did not finish it. Even she herself felt that there was little hope.

"It is possible. If Long Yang's will is strong enough, his consciousness may be preserved intact. Then we can find a way to revive him." Ye Zheng glanced at Long Kui and said with some reluctance.

"What do you want? As long as it can save my brother, Long Kui is willing to give everything." The red Long Kui had a cold expression and stared at Ye Zheng closely.

"You're too polite. This matter depends on your brother himself. Whether his will is strong enough or not, as long as he still retains consciousness, I can bring him back to life." Ye Zheng said, looking at the red Long Kui.

The red Nightshade didn't say anything and her expression was still not very good. After a long time, the red color around her body began to fade and turned back to blue.

"Is what you just said true?" Long Kui looked at Ye Zheng with a weak face.

Ye Zheng didn't say anything, but just nodded at Long Kui.

"In that case, Long Kui will wait for Brother Wang to thank you." Long Kui excitedly bent down and knelt in front of Ye Zheng.

"What are you doing? To me, it's just a casual thing. You don't deserve this." Ye Zheng quickly helped Long Kui up.