Traveling through the heavens starting from the prequel of Lotus Lantern

Yang Jiao did not hesitate at all and continued to charge towards Gan Jiang, who was also not to be outdone.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two of them used what they had learned as if no one else was around. The buildings around them collapsed and shattered one after another, leaving everything they went in a mess.

However, from the fight between the two, it can be seen that Gan Jiang uses his own martial arts skills purely instinctively.

Yang Jiao, on the other hand, is constantly polishing and refining his Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique.

After all, Ganjiang was only a swordsmith during his lifetime. Although he had top-notch martial arts, and with the blessing of becoming a demon after death, his martial arts reached the peak of this world.

But without self-awareness, he was ultimately no match for Yang Jiao, who was already stunningly talented and unafraid of any attrition war.

To put it bluntly, the reason why Ganjiang is so troublesome is because of his immortality.

As the fighting continued, Yang Jiao couldn't help but think to himself at this time. It seemed that the demonic energy in the body of the general who was induced by tears was not unlimited. If the demonic energy was exhausted or suffered great damage, I am afraid that will disappear.

Waiting for someone in the city to cry again before appearing.

"Being integrated with the city without tears, will it be immortal? What if the power of sadness and sorrow in the city disappears!"

Yang Jiao's eyes flashed sharply.

In this city, he doesn't have to worry about excessive loss of skill. The continuous negative energy not only activates the endless demonic energy in the consciousness sea soul, but also can continuously replenish the consumption of skill in the body.

At the same time, among the people watching.

"Are they still human? They are tireless, not afraid of exhaustion, and their own skills are as if they are infinite."

"Forget about this monster that suddenly appeared, why is this Yin Yue Demon Lord so terrifying?"

Yan Chixia couldn't help but marvel, and she realized belatedly that it was only now that she realized Yang Jiao's true strength.

"Big Beard, I told you not to mess with this kid Qiye in the future. Don't you see how lucky you are to have survived under his hands again and again?"

Sima Sanniang couldn't help but said to Yan Chixia.

"I am the righteous and he is the devil. Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over the righteous."

Yan Chixia immediately blew her beard and stared, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted and said:

"Yan Chixia, have you forgotten what you said before? From now on, you will retreat into seclusion and not ask about the rights and wrongs of the upright demons."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Ning Caichen suddenly shouted:

"Look."

Instantly attracting their attention, a golden light suddenly appeared in the sky. In the blink of an eye, with lightning speed, it pierced into the back of the general who had no time to be distracted in the battle of life and death.

"Why! Why did Moye want to kill Gan Jiang! Why!"

The general looked up at the sky and roared angrily.

Suddenly, the whole person turned into a few wisps of black mist and was absorbed into the Gan Jiang sword he was holding before.

Then I saw Qianjiang's sword swaying, flying through the air, and returning to the sword furnace in the previous sword-making room. The moment Qianjiang's sword returned to its place, the fire in the furnace suddenly stopped.

"Go-getter?!"

Except for Yang Jiao, everyone witnessed the scene where Mo Xie's sword was caught off guard and stabbed the man in black to death.

He unconsciously murmured the name he had exposed.

The love story of general Mo Xie became widely circulated due to the reputation of Mo Xie's sword, the most righteous sword.

At this time, the dazzling golden light dimmed slightly, revealing its true appearance. It turned out to be the Mo Xie sword that had disappeared before. Then it was seen flying to Yan Hongye's side, as if wagging its tail to claim credit.

When Yan Hongye stretched out her hand and spread her palm, the hilt of Mo Xie's sword automatically fell into her palm.

Suddenly, a cool and sweet voice came from a distance:

"Yes, he is the swordsmith Gan Jiang. This is the hometown of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie."

"It is also the source of the fate of seven generations of marriage and seven generations of resentment."

A beautiful woman with white sand hanging on the back of her head, her hair with obvious hair accessories hanging down on her forehead, wearing a blue dress with sleeves and looking like a fairy, walked slowly.

Next to him was a gentle and elegant young man wearing white clothes.

"Wuwei!"

Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang shouted in surprise.

"Uncle, Sanniang Aunt."

The gentle and elegant young man also looked at them with surprise.

"Wuwei, haven't you always been in Panlong Valley? Why did you end up in this ghost place?"

Yan Chixia asked Zhuge Wuwei in confusion.

"Besides, I asked Liu Yun to come to Panlong Valley to find you before and help him figure out his life story. How is Liu Yun doing now?"

"Uncle, don't worry. I have just arrived in the City of No Tears not long ago. Moreover, I have informed him of Liu Yun's life experience. Now he is still taking care of Xiaolan in Panlong Valley."

Zhuge Wuwei explained one by one slowly.

"That's good, it seems that silly boy has accepted his life experience as the son of a human demon." Sima Sanniang said happily.

"You are Yan Hongye."

The woman in blue walked up to Yan Hongye.

"How do you know my name?"

"Looking at the overwhelming amount of awe-inspiring energy in your body, you must be practicing the secret art of Xuanxin. Who else in the world knows this art except Yan Hongye, who has been married for seven generations?"

The woman in blue asked calmly.

"Yan Hongye? You are Yan Hongye!"

A very surprised expression appeared on Zhuge Wuwei's face, and a smile that he had never noticed appeared on his face.

"Do you recognize me? We have met before."

Having said this, he couldn't help but smile suddenly and said:

"I made a mistake. I should have said that we have met in the past six lives, but this is the first time in this life."

"Wuwei, I know you."

Yan Hongye looked at Zhuge Wuwei indifferently.

"Yes, I am Wuwei, the man you don't want to see."

"You don't want to see me either." Yan Hongye's face was plain.

It can be seen from the conversation between the two that they have been deliberately avoiding each other since they knew the identity of their seven-life marriage.

"I'm beginning to regret it now." Zhuge Wuwei said with emotion:

"Seeing Uncle Yan Chixia's appearance, I never expected that his daughter would be unforgettable at first sight."

Yan Chixia next to her was furious when she saw Zhuge Wuwei arranging him like this, but then she was attracted by what the woman in blue said.

"pity."

Unexpectedly, the woman in blue next to her shook her head and said softly.

"What a pity." Yan Hongye asked coldly when she saw her shaking her head at him.

"It's a pity that although we are destined to be together in the seventh life, we can't continue the relationship in the sixth life."

"why?"

Before Yan Hongye could continue to ask, Zhuge Wuwei spoke first.

"She didn't practice the right way and became obsessed with it. It seems that her life is not long."

The woman in blue squatted on the ground, picked up the pen and ink in the book on the ground, and answered casually.

After Zhuge Wuwei heard this, he lowered his head sadly.

Yan Hongye still looked emotionless and didn't seem to take it to heart. Then, she turned her eyes to Zhuge Wuwei and said coldly:

"Why, if you die, you won't have to hide from me anymore."

Zhuge Wuwei looked helpless. He asked himself that he was a pure and indifferent person. Even when he was seven years old, he watched his parents being forced to death, but he never felt resentful and wanted to take revenge.

For the past twenty years, he has lived a peaceful life in Panlong Valley with the Blue Devil who turned into a fire dragon, the second mother his father found for him.

Likewise, as the karma of seven generations, he has never been overly attached to his identity.

He only hopes that everyone will be well, so even if the Blue Devil, who transformed into a fire dragon, is the culprit that caused the death of his family, he treats the Blue Devil as a relative.

Now, how could he just watch this beautiful woman with whom he had been destined for seven generations die?

So, he immediately asked:

"Sister Tianxin, is there any way you can help Hongye?"

As soon as the words came out, not only Yan Hongye couldn't help but see the woman in blue, but Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang also looked over nervously.