When he felt the power of the soul, Yuan Jinghua's expression changed. Just when he was about to take action, he felt a stinging pain in the middle of his eyebrows. Under Taizu's pressure, he briefly lost consciousness and his sea of ​​consciousness went blank.

In a flash, Lin Yichen disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was staring at Wang Ping with murderous eyes.

With a palm falling, a cloud of blood mist exploded as the nebula in his palm exploded. The next moment, Lin Yichen was back to where he was.

By the time everyone came to their senses, he had already returned to where he was.

The night wind blew away the blood mist, and it was as if everything had never happened, and everyone felt chills in their hearts.

And all this happened in just a breath, Lin Yichen took action too fast.

Yuan Jinghua, who had recovered from the intimidation of the Eight Evil Steps, looked so gloomy that he could shed tears. He asked in a cold voice:"Son of the Northern King, don't you think... Is it too much?"

Yuan Jinghua clenched his fists under his sleeves several times, but finally suppressed his rationality and rushed out, otherwise the entire Tianshen Sect might be implicated.

"What an excessive method? A family that plotted against Taixuanmen and even almost killed the entire Taixuanmen. You, the Shenbing Pavilion, dare to protect its disciples. I think you, the Shenbing Pavilion, are going too far, right? Lin

Yichen flicked his sleeves and stared at Yuan Jinghua unwillingly, without any fear.

"Good, good... Son of the King of the North, the trees are as beautiful as the trees, but the wind will destroy them. I hope you can continue to be so strong."

In the end, Yuan Jinghua suppressed his inner anger, rolled up his sleeves and turned around to leave. At the same time, he made up his mind that he must eradicate this person, and he could not delay it for too long, because he grew up too fast!

"Be careful, this matter must have something to do with him……"

Lin Yue quietly came to Lin Yichen's side and secretly transmitted the message to tell him everything that had happened before.

The storm of the night finally subsided, and at dawn the next day, everyone gathered in front of the city, ready to continue on the road.

No one mentioned Wang Ping's matter, it seemed as if nothing had happened, but everyone's hearts felt as heavy as a huge boulder.

Everyone involuntarily distanced themselves from Lin Yichen, with fear in their eyes.

Lin Yichen, on the other hand, was sitting cross-legged on the iron box, sinking all his mind into the divine and demonic runes on the iron box.

Since breaking through the Houtian realm, Lin Yichen hasn't had time to comprehend the divine and demonic runes above.

As the day for the gathering of the three sects got closer and closer, everyone involuntarily speeded up, not daring to stay any longer to avoid another accident.

Lin Yichen focused all his attention on the runes of gods and demons. As he understood it, he felt that there seemed to be some power in the dark that connected him to the iron box he was sitting on?

Dantian nebula exudesHui, it was like entering another world in an instant.

There were nebulae surrounding him, and three thousand gods and demons' runes wrapped around him. Waves of gods and demons' voices rang in his ears, as if there were three thousand gods and demons preaching to him, making him trapped and unable to extricate himself.

The runes of gods and demons take on countless forms, and each rune represents the Tao and inheritance of the three thousand gods and demons in ancient times.

Soon, Lin Yichen seemed to have a feeling and put all his attention on one of the divine and demonic runes.

Because he felt the strong power of the soul on that rune.

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