White Tiger Realm, Hehuan Sect.

Almost at the moment when the hook came to the top of Sun Yan's head.

The divine consciousness flame he had left in the Hehuan Sect began to sway like a candle in the wind.

The core disciple who was in charge of guarding the Divine Consciousness Flame saw the flickering Divine Consciousness Flame and smashed a transmission note at an extremely fast speed.

After a few breaths, Tan Xiao, the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect with a gloomy face, appeared in the main hall.

After seeing the scene in front of her, Tan Xiao immediately frowned.

"Damn ······"

To be honest, Tan Xiao was very unhappy with Sun Yan's attitude of cutting first and then playing.

No matter how you say it, he is also the head of a sect.

This was the case last time I went to attack the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

This time again.

The most troublesome thing is that he doesn't even know who his opponent is this time.

But what's the use of talking about that now?

In his words, even if Sun Yan poked a hole in the sky, he had to save people first.

So, Tan Xiao, with a solemn face, took the candlestick in front of him that was about to be extinguished, and tore the void.

After entering the chaotic space, Tan Xiao, who knew the seriousness of this matter, raised his hand and pressed it to the center of his eyebrows, and took out a wisp of divine sense fire.

Immediately after, he forcibly fused this wisp of divine consciousness fire with Sun Yan's divine sense fire that was about to be extinguished.

By doing so, he could temporarily renew Sun Yan's life.

Second, it is reliable to sense the approximate location of Sun Yan by this method.

"It's in the chaotic space. ”

"Old man······"

"You must hold on to the deity. ”

With that, Tan Xiao increased his speed to the extreme, and went straight to the approximate location where Sun Yan was.

At the same time, Fujimori, who was expressionless, had slowly lifted the hook.

At this moment, from Sun Yan's Heavenly Spirit Cover, two fist-sized clusters of light slowly rose, one gold and one white,

Immediately afterwards, Sun Yan, who was originally in the prime of life, was like Fujimori holding a fishing rod, and instantly entered his twilight years.

And his early cultivation in the Heavenly Emperor Realm also fell down quickly.

In the blink of an eye, his cultivation fell directly to the early stage of the Earth Venerable Realm.

It seems that Fujimori's hook has hooked away most of Sun Yan's longevity and cultivation.

At this critical moment, more than a dozen halos of different colors suddenly appeared out of thin air around Sun Yan.

This is the seventh-order feng shui circle that Sun Yan, who is a seventh-order feng shui master, has personally refined.

Almost at the moment when the dozen or so seventh-order feng shui arrays were activated in unison, countless beams of light as thin as hairs suddenly poked out of them, directly entangled the fishhook that had been slowly lifted by Fujimori, and fixed it less than three inches away from the top of Sun Yan's head.

At this moment, Sun Yan, whose fate was hanging by a thread, opened the eyes of heaven and set his eyes on Fujimori, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, and the fishing rod in his hand.

I saw that above Fujimori's head, there was also a remnant soul surrounded by black mist sitting cross-legged.

And the longevity and cultivation he had lost were constantly melting into the body of the remnant soul through the black fishing line that connected the fishing rod and the hook.

As if sensing Sun Yan's gaze, the remnant soul took the initiative to disperse the black mist surrounding it, and revealed an extremely strange smile.

"Hehe······"

"I was discovered by you junior. ”

"If you are a ninth-order feng shui master. ”

"The deity may be a little jealous. ”

At this moment, Fujimori, who was originally expressionless, also showed a sinister smile.

"You can be a part of this machine. ”

"It should be a great honor. ”

With that, Fujimori's face suddenly turned cold, and he tugged the fishing rod.

However, in the blink of an eye, the dozen or so seventh-order feng shui arrays disappeared, and Sun Yan's body collapsed along with it.

At this point, Sun Yan, the chief elder who was second only to the sect leader Tan Xiao in strength in the Hehuan Sect, died unwillingly in the hands of Fujimori.

After killing Sun Yan, Fujimori suddenly looked up at the remnant soul above his head.

I saw that the remnant soul looked at Fujimori and then pressed his hand on the top of his head.

After a few breaths, Fujimori, who was still like an old man just now, was back to his original state.

However, at this moment, some remnant souls who seemed to be unsatisfied licked their lips.

"You should kill some more Heavenly Emperor Realm powerhouses. ”

"Otherwise, the cultivation of the Buddha-figure will not be able to return to its peak at all. ”

"Also, you must find the kid with the bloodline of the Nether Phoenix as soon as possible. ”

However, just as it was about to continue, Fujimori, who seemed to be a little impatient, suddenly interrupted it.

"What to do······

"The deity knows it. ”

"Also, you have to keep one thing in mind. ”

"The deity is the owner of this rod, and you are just a remnant of the spirit. ”

"You can go back. ”

After that, Fujimori didn't care whether the remnant soul wanted it or not, so he pressed it directly into the fishing rod.

Immediately afterward, he put away the happy peach tree and Sun Yan's storage bag, which had become an ownerless thing.

At the same time, Tan Xiao, who had probably locked Sun Yan's location and rushed to help him tide over the difficulties, suddenly stopped.

I saw that the oil lamp where Sun Yan's divine consciousness fire was placed had been completely extinguished.

At this moment, Tan Xiao, whose eyes were full of murderous intent, suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a roar like that of a beast.

"It doesn't matter who you are, no matter how powerful forces are behind you, or how deeply you are hiding. ”

"Even if the deity pours out all the power of the sect, it will definitely dig you out. ”

"When the time comes, the deity will give you a taste of what life is better than death. ”

After venting, Tan Xiao put away the oil lamp in his hand and set off again to the position that had already been locked.

In his opinion, as long as he can find the last place where Sun Yan stayed.

He was able to use his magical powers to find the murderer's breath and take the opportunity to find him out.

A quarter of an hour later, he came to the place where Sun Yan and Fujimori finally fought.

However, no matter how he deduced, he could never see the appearance of the murderer.

However, he was not completely without gains.

At least he had a rough idea of what the murderer looked like.

And what he saw was Fujimori, who was in his twilight years.

"Damn ······"

"An old fraternity like this······"

"There are at least tens of thousands, if not more, in the Four Holy Continents. ”

"But it's okay······"

"Even if you look for the deities one by one, they will definitely dig you out. ”

After that, Tan Xiao, who was unwilling but helpless, dodged out of the chaotic space.

As soon as he returned to the Hehuan Sect, he gathered all the elders and core disciples together and announced the shocking news on the spot.

Soon, the entire Hehuan Sect was covered with white flowers.

However, for Sun Yan's death, some people are happy and some are worried.

Those who are worried about this are Sun Yan's disciples and grandchildren.

And what is happy about this is Tan Huan and Xiang Shaoqing, one of the masterminds behind this matter.