Now Yan Rufeng is already a demigod, and at the moment when the power of his god descended on the Netherworld, all living beings felt the wrath of the gods, and all of them fell to the ground in an instant, worshipping the place where Yan Rufeng was.

Yan Rufeng was angry, but he didn't kill innocents indiscriminately, he only targeted the lonely Mo Han alone, but the scattered divine consciousness did not find that the lonely Mo Han was on the Netherworld.

Retracting his senses, Yan Rufeng's figure appeared in front of Qingxiao, looking at Qingxiao who was bound by iron chains all over her body, Yan Rufeng felt a pain in her flesh.

With a wave of his big hand, he saw that all the chains on Qingxiao's body turned into powder, and Qingxiao, who was in a coma, was weak at this time, and then fell down.

Yan Rufeng took the opportunity to pick up Qingxiao and conveyed a trace of divine yuan towards her.

Shen Yuan was in Qingxiao's body, wandering along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, constantly repairing the damage on the way, and after a big week, Qingxiao, who had been repaired by the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, gradually became ruddy and shiny, and his breath was powerful.

Seeing this, Yan Rufeng withdrew the Shenyuan and waited patiently for Qingxiao to come to her senses.

After a moment, Qingxiao's eyelids moved slightly.

"What a warm feeling, am I dead?" Qingxiao, who was held in Yan Rufeng's arms, muttered with her lips slightly open.

"Qingxiao, open your eyes and see who I am?" Yan Rufeng said lightly.

"How can there be Master's voice here?"

Qingxiao opened her eyes fiercely, and the moment she saw Yan Rufeng, tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Master, is it really you?"

Yan Rufeng saw that Qingxiao had woken up, indicating that her injuries had healed and she could move freely, so she let her go.

Plop.

Qingxiao knelt in front of Yan Rufeng.

"Master, the apprentice knows that he is wrong. ”

"Xiao'er, what's wrong with you?" Yan Rufeng said lightly.

"Master, the apprentice should not listen to the lonely Mo Han and covet the exercises you practice, causing you to explode and die. ”

Qingxiao knelt and moved two steps forward, looking up at Yan Rufeng.

"Master, the apprentice really doesn't have the intention of harming you..."

"Woo woo woo~"

Yan Rufeng shook his head.

"Xiao'er, back then, didn't you and Jiayao think about the consequences before making a choice?"

Qingxiao lowered her head.

"Master, that incident has nothing to do with my sister, who sent you the Summons Fairy Sword at the instigation of the apprentice. ”

"Xiao'er, you still want to intercede for Jiayao, do you know, you and Jiayao, you are the most painful to be a teacher, but I didn't expect you to know the hard work of being a teacher. ”

"Woo~"

The ground was wet with tears, and Qingxiao who was prostrate on the ground couldn't make a sound.

"Master, now the disciples only want to die, in order to thank the master for the crime of destroying the ancestors. ”

"Alas!"

Yan Rufeng sighed and said: "Xiao'er, now that you have lost all your cultivation, you are also the victim of this matter, you get up, and I won't punish you as a teacher." ”

Qingxiao, who was kneeling on the ground, had no intention of getting up.

Yan Rufeng put his hands behind his back and suddenly raised his tone.

"Xiao'er, don't you even listen to what you say as a teacher?"

Qingxiao got up at this time and stood beside Yan Rufeng tremblingly.

Suddenly, Yan Rufeng had an extra silk scarf in his hand, raised his hand to wipe the eyes on Qingxiao's face, and said seriously: "Xiao'er, after this incident, I hope you can understand in the future that some things are not what you imagined, some things can be done, some things must not be done, once you break through the bottom line of morality, the person who will be hurt in the end is still yourself!"

Qingxiao replied weakly.

"Remember Master's teachings!"

At this time, Yan Rufeng's brows furrowed.

"Lonely Mo Han is here. ”

Hearing the lonely Mo Han, Qingxiao's complexion changed, and her apricot eyes widened.

"Master, the apprentice's cultivation is abolish by loneliness, and I ask the master to avenge the apprentice's hatred. ”

Yan Rufeng said angrily: "Xiao'er, don't worry, if you don't say it, as a teacher, you won't let him go of being lonely Mo Han." ”

Qingxiao knelt down.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Master!"

The voice of the Creation Excalibur seemed a little impatient.

Yan Rufeng frowned, and his heart sank.

"What can make the Creation Excalibur so nervous?"

"Master, I suddenly sensed a familiar breath, there is bound to be a fierce battle today!"

Faced with the reminder of the Creation Divine Sword, Yan Rufeng didn't dare to drag it out, and hurriedly put Qingxiao into the Qinglong Star, picked up the sword, rushed out of the dungeon, soared, and flew in the direction where the lonely Mo Han was.

At the same time that Yan Rufeng discovered the lonely Mo Han, the lonely Mo Han also discovered Yan Rufeng.

Just when he was less than a million miles away from Lonely Mo Han, Yan Rufeng said lightly: "Little sword, what is that familiar aura you sensed?"

"Master, that breath is a divine sword!"

"Wow!"

Yan Rufeng gasped.

"I didn't expect the lonely Mo Han to get a divine sword, no wonder he did things and was unscrupulous!"

The distance between Yan Rufeng and the lonely Mo Han is getting closer and closer.

"Yan Rufeng, you're here after all!"

Thousands of miles away, a domineering voice came.

"Huh!"

Yan Rufeng said disdainfully: "Brother Lonely, don't come unharmed." ”

"Yan Rufeng, Shao Te is close to being in front of Lao Tzu. ”

Yan Rufeng held the sword in one hand and stood in the air, not taking a step forward.

"Brother Lonely, I, Yan Rufeng, have not yet fallen to the point of being close to you. ”

"Haha..."

Lonely Mo Han looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Yan Rufeng, you really didn't disappoint me, I didn't expect to get the news of your rebirth, it's only been more than two years, I can't even see through your cultivation, the 'Absorbing Yuan Immortal Duel' is really powerful. ”

"Suck the Yuan Immortal Duel?"

"Huh!"

Yan Rufeng smiled.

"Brother Lonely, do you think that I, Yan Rufeng, have improved my cultivation and can use the Yuan Absorbing Immortal Duel?"

"Humph!"

Lonely Mo snorted coldly.

"It's your business if you don't use it, and the deity can't control it. ”

Immediately, a suffocating murderous aura erupted from the lonely Mo Han's body.

"Yan Rufeng, an alien like you with demon realm exercises is simply a great threat to the entire immortal realm, and today I am lonely Mo Han will act for the heavens and completely wipe you out between heaven and earth. ”

"Hehe, for the heavens, this is good!"

Yan Rufeng said lightly: "Okay, lonely Mo Han, let's settle the grievances between us." ”

"Grievances?"

"Haha..."

Lonely Mo Han couldn't stop laughing.

"Yan Rufeng, do you have a grudge between you and me, don't be too narcissistic, if the deity wants to kill you is just a matter of a sword, if it weren't for the fact that you were still a little useful, in front of the deity, you think that you will have a chance to be reborn. ”

"Here comes the sword!"

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword roared through the heavens and the earth, a blue light flashed, and in the lonely Mo Han's hand, a long sword flashing with blue light suddenly appeared.

Yan Rufeng waved his big hand, a white light flashed, and a dragon and phoenix hairpin was suspended in front of the lonely Mo Han.

Lonely Mo Han's face changed, and he said in surprise: "Yan Rufeng, what do you mean?"

The corners of Yan Rufeng's mouth rose and smiled faintly.

"Lonely Mo Han, the deity doesn't mean anything else, so I asked you if you recognize this thing?"