They floated in the air, looking at each other.

The Mirror of Rebirth spun and suddenly entered the body of the Sword of Destruction. A brilliant light flashed, and everything on the table was covered by the light of this dish.

Lan Qingyu and the others were forced to close their eyes. They did not notice that the Sword of Destruction was becoming smaller and smaller, until it turned into a dot and disappeared.

After it disappeared, a golden light appeared out of nowhere in the air. The shape of this golden light was very large, even larger than Qinglong's body.

It slowly entered the Nirvana Whip at Lan Qingyu's waist, and in an instant, the Nirvana Whip turned into a red light and entered Nan Qi's brows, connecting with his sea of ​​consciousness.

Lan Qingyu suddenly heard an old voice. He said to Lan Qingyu with a tired and helpless look, "It turns out that a hundred thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I am not dead. I wonder if this is a blessing or a curse?!"

Lan Qingyu suddenly opened her eyes, looked around, but didn't see anyone. Only then did she come back to her senses. After landing, she took out the Silent Whip from her sea of ​​consciousness. At this time, the Silent Whip was very powerful. One glance could tell that his strength far exceeded that of everyone present.

Lan Qingyu and Mo Yao looked at each other, and she asked slowly, "Were you the one who spoke just now?"

Suddenly, the Whip of Annihilation slowly rose up, turned back and forth on the platform for a few circles, and then returned to Lan Qingyu's side. Lan Qingyu heard a voice in his ear: "Are you my master?"

Lan Qingyu narrowed her eyes. She had always felt that the Whip of Silence had a spirit, just like the Sword of Extinction. She had never expected that it had recognized her as its master. “Are you the spirit of the Whip of Silence?”

The old voice sounded again and said, "I have acknowledged you as my master. Tell me what happened recently."

Lan Qingyu's black eyes flashed, knowing that this weapon spirit had lived for many years, and it would probably take a long time to tell, so Lan Qingyu said: "This is a long story, but we are now on the battlefield of gods and demons..."

Suddenly, a violent voice interrupted Lan Qingyu's words, "Hahaha, you want to leave? No way!"

This is……

The voice was extremely sinister, like a ghost crawling out from the eighteen levels of hell. No, it was even more violent and bloodthirsty than a ghost.

puff!

Lan Qingyu immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. When she heard the voice, she seemed extremely frightened. Her body was shaking and her face was very pale.

Mo Yao's purple eyes flashed, and he immediately pulled Lan Qingyu behind him and injected the remaining vitality in his body into Lan Qingyu to help Lan Qingyu block all this. At the same time, the four divine beasts suddenly stood up and protected Lan Qingyu. They looked nervous.

Only the Whip of Extinction shook, and a golden figure floated out from it. He stood in front of Mo Yao and the others, and said, "It turns out that he is not dead!"

Mo Yao frowned, looked at the golden figure in confusion, and asked in a deep voice: "Excuse me, who are you? Do you know the owner of this voice?"

The man in the golden robe turned around, and Lan Qingyu and the others saw that he was an old man over fifty years old. However, he looked in good spirits. However, Lan Qingyu felt that he was very tired, extremely tired.

It seemed that the person disappeared in the next second.

"I am the spirit of the Whip of Silence, and I was also the opponent of the Netherworld Demon Lord 100,000 years ago. At that time, the Netherworld Demon Lord was destroyed and my master died, so I followed my master. I didn't expect that the Netherworld Demon Lord was not completely dead..."

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