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Xiang Ling looked a little timid when she looked at a strange place, but everyone here was very friendly to her.

His eyes no longer held the hatred and murderous intent of the past.

This made her, a little fox, feel at ease.

Don't worry, little fox... The Eternal God Religion will not harm you. Live here from now on!

Well, thank you sister.

Xiang Ling looked at the eldest sister who was touching her hair and smiled slowly.

The Qingqiu clan has been settled. 29

Feng Qingxue stood up and looked at the blue sky, the hatred in her heart getting stronger.

ten minutes later.

She came to Ouyang Shaogong and asked: Why let Ziyin take action? Wouldn't it be better for me to go!

Qingxue, have you noticed that your hatred has become stronger and stronger recently? This is very bad! Being controlled by emotions means that you can't control yourself.

But my brother...

Feng Guangmo can be resurrected. All of these crimes were committed by Han Yunxi. Yes, but there is no difference between Ziyin's action and your action.

Would you be happy if you really cut off his head?

All the sins still belong to the Emperor of Heaven and Nuwa.

Ouyang Shaogong's words silenced Feng Qingxue.

After a long while, she raised her head and said: Even if I don't take action, I want to watch the opponent being executed! This will be alright...

Well... okay, go ahead! I, the hands-off shopkeeper, have to contribute, so you don't have to worry about the rest of the teaching affairs.

Ouyang Shaogong smiled calmly.

The girl bowed to him and turned away.

With the power of divine magic, she could easily find Ziyin's Qi machine, which was currently flying towards the far north.

And the speed is extremely fast.

Feng Qingxue was puzzled.

Does Master Ziyin know the other party's location?

Many people don't know that Zi Yin will leave his mark immediately after obtaining the fairy sword, while Han Yunxi fell into a demonic barrier and became a sword slave.

Naturally, he didn't know how to remove the marks in the sword.

Ever since, Ziyin had a target to track.

...

In the ice and snow.

Han Yunxi sat cross-legged in the void, and the endless wind and snow blew in front of him, but they were evaporated by the fierce evil aura.

He is like a fire dragon.

There is a terrifying coercion here.

In that red gas, countless wronged souls howled in pain, including the souls of Ling Yue and others.

Why doesn't Fenji swallow them completely?

Because it needs to torture these souls.

The more torture you get, the stronger the power of resentment you gain.

And its power is stronger.

At this time, Han Yunxi no longer looked like before, but was shrouded in a pair of purple-black armor.

Many souls cannot be tortured or have no use value.

Otherwise, they will be completely devoured by the Burning Silence Sword.

Suddenly, Han Yunxi opened his eyes, and a powerful sword energy fell from the sky.

The impact keeps coming.

Swish, swish, swish.

Boom.

Boom.

Explosions continued to sound.

Han Yunxi was suppressed underground and kept vomiting blood.

Who attacked me?

Han Yunxi looked around angrily.

Finally, his eyes rested on the top of his head.

It was an old swordsman, and he recognized the sword in his hand. It was the sword Gu Jun.

Countless thunders wrapped around the sword body.

The momentum was huge.

Nie Zhan, I shouldn't have kept you in the first place!!!!

An old and angry voice.

Han Yunxi was shocked all over.

This turned out to be Zhenren Ziyin, but how could he become like this.

However, Han Yunxi, who had long been reduced to the slave of Fenji Sword, would not be frightened by him and flew directly in front of Ziyin.

He said in a contemptuous tone: I also want to thank you Ziyin, if you hadn't brought me to Tianyong City, I wouldn't have been able to absorb such a soul.

You see, Ling Yue even saw you before he died!

Han Yunxi raised his hand slightly, and a twisted human face appeared in his palm.

Uh...Master...Master...it's my fault...I...I really hate you...

Why...master...why did you let him join the sect?

Ling Yue's intermittent words were like a knife, cutting into Master Ziyin's heart.

He closed his eyes and said indifferently: It's my mistake to be a teacher. Today I have to clean up the house. Prepare to die, Nie Zhan. I know Han Yunxi has died from the beginning, right?

It was you who was manipulating this child all along!

So what? You are a shabby swordsman, haha... When the leader of Tianyong City was devoured by me, he said arrogantly that you would avenge him.

Don’t take a pee to see your own virtue...

Really? Then you take my move, Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Formation!

Master Ziyin didn't say much and pointed Gu Jun directly at Han Yunxi.

Electricity flashed in the air.

A huge magic circle appeared across the sky, directly blocking the nearby space.

At this time, don't say you are leaving.

Even tearing apart space cannot be done.

Huge thunder sounded from above the head of Han Yunxi 107.

Only then did Fen Ji begin to become truly afraid. This power was full of destruction and purification.

Just when there was thunder.

Most of the soul in his body disappeared out of thin air.

What exactly is this power?

Why is it so terrifying!

Fen Jijian couldn't figure it out, turned around and wanted to leave, but was struck by a bolt of thunder.

Ouch...

He screamed.

The armor on his body shattered into pieces.

Master Ziyin continued to increase his divine power, and hundreds of lightning beams continuously bombarded Fenji Sword, and countless souls floated out from it.

The number is actually tens of thousands.

Such creatures were killed by Fen Ji.

You have to bear all the consequences on yourself.

Master Ziyin burst into tears, feeling ashamed of this world.

The Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Formation lasted for less than a minute, and the Burning Silence Sword was completely destroyed.

After all, they are just mortal objects, and at most they are fairy swords.

Although it can kill immortals with its ferocious aura, how can it behave like a demon in the face of divine magic?

Eventually the Burning Silence Sword was destroyed.

Han Yunxi finally woke up, but when he looked at his parents' gloomy souls, instead of waking up, he stared at Master Ziyin with a face filled with resentment.

It's all you... Everything is because of you. You destroyed Fenji Sword, and I want you to die...

His soul turned into a ghost and rushed towards the opponent, but was stopped by a hand. .

Chapter 465 Han Yunxi was sentenced to eight thousand years, and Feng Qingxue fulfilled her wish!

You've made enough trouble, right? My brother came to save you. What crime does he have...

The cold voice revealed the owner's endless anger.

Han Yunxi's soul subconsciously looked towards the sound.

I saw a girl in a yellow dress standing in mid-air staring at me, her eyes full of coldness.

Who are you?

Feng Guangmo's sister, Feng Qingxue...

Oh! It turns out to be that idiot. What crime do you think he is guilty of? If only he had come earlier!!!

Haha... always resenting others like this can only show your inferiority. The one who kills others is not others, but yourself.

Incompetent, cowardly, worse than a dog.

Being driven by a sword, looking at your appearance now, you must be thinking about escaping from me. Stop dreaming...

Your destiny is to atone for your sins in Hades.

Feng Qingxue recited a mantra.

For a moment, the wind blew violently.

A crack appeared in front of them.

Countless souls felt the breath in the cracks and wandered away subconsciously.

Han Yunxi looked at the dark cracks, and his heart kept trembling.

It seems like there is some kind of nemesis inside.

Whew...where is the sinner?

A voice appeared in the darkness, and then a terrifying figure came into this world.

The other party has no real form.

It looked very illusory, but its gaze was like a sharp sword piercing people. Even Master Ziyin felt cold all over.

This is what Ouyang Shaogong said about the eternal soul-soothing envoy.

As expected, it is not comparable to the strength of immortals.