Grandpa Zhongli's wisp of divine consciousness usually stayed in the jade pendant and slept deeply, unless Zhongli's life was not guaranteed, and the nine layers of clouds shattered into the eighth layer, he would wake up.

Looking at the fingers in front of him, the old man smiled contemptuously, and pressed his hands forward.

In his opinion, how strong an attack can a Yefeng be from an out-of-body pre-body monk. Therefore, the old man did not exert all his strength.

"One last blow, give me, kill him!" Night Feng roared as he stared at the old man. The power of the final blow of the Combined Heavenly God Cultivation left by Xuan Ye in his body suddenly exploded and converged into Yan Finger, causing Yan Finger to suddenly skyrocket by more than one percent!

Even if the old man's cultivation himself was shocking, but after all, what appeared here was only a wisp of divine sense, not to mention that he despised Ye Feng for not using all his strength, and the combination of these conditions made it too late for the old man to change his magic trick and use all his strength when the power of that Yan finger skyrocketed.

Rumble!

The Yan Finger or the Yiyang Burning Mountain Finger collided with the old man, intersecting head-on, making a loud noise, a roar, directly through the old man's body, focusing on the last ninth layer of clouds.

With a snap, the ninth-layer clouds shattered and burst open. The emerald green moire-shaped jade pendant also made a crisp sound, cracked, and fell from the sky.

"Old man Zhong Yuan, remember you. The revenge of killing Sun will be avenged in the future. ”

Zhongli's grandfather, Zhong Yuan's wisp of divine sense, cracked and quickly dissipated as the jade pendant cracked. At the last moment when he was about to dissipate, Zhong Yuan looked at Ye Feng coldly and spoke.

At the moment when the jade pendant shattered, Zhong Yuan knew that his grandson would inevitably die today, so he would say such words.

Ye Feng didn't care, and through the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Eye, he urged ten thousand thunderbolts in the air, bombarding one after another, blasting Zhong Yuan's wisp of divine consciousness to smithereens, and finally the brilliance was extinguished, completely dissipating in the sky, turning into a piece of flying ash.

"You, how dare you make a move on my grandfather's divine sense?!" Zhongli's face turned pale, his expression was filled with fear and shock, he couldn't believe that Ye Feng would be so bold to attack his grandfather's divine sense.

"Why don't you dare? If Ye doesn't make a move, your grandfather will let Ye go and you will let Ye go in the future? Not to mention that from the moment you force Ye Mou Dao to blow himself up, Ye Mou and you are already immortal!" Ye Feng fell back to the ground, raised his hand, and the Eternal Night Sword flew back on its own, being held by Ye Feng. "Besides, haven't you understood your grandfather's last words before his consciousness dissipated?"

"Don't kill me......" Zhongli was completely chilled and knelt there. He didn't know that the emerald green moire jade pendant on his body contained his grandfather's divine sense. When I saw it unexpectedly, I thought that I could turn the situation around and kill Ye Feng, but I didn't want it to be this result.

"Please, don't kill me. Let me go, I promise I won't trouble you again in the future, and I promise I will persuade my grandfather to let him stop making trouble with you!" Zhongli shouted, his heart was full of fear, his life and death were completely between Ye Feng's thoughts.

"Not long ago, when you forced Ye Mou Dao to blow himself up, did you ever think that there would be such a situation? Since Ye Mou said that if you kill her, then Ye Mou will kill you at all costs. Ye Mou will pull out your soul, and you will not even have the chance to be reincarnated, then, Ye Mou will definitely do it!" Ye Feng said, his palm pressing down sharply.

In an instant, a series of violent thunderbolts fell, all of which slashed at Zhongli's body, splitting it into slag!

Then, Ye Feng took a step forward and quickly came to Zhongli's corpse. I saw him raise his hand, press it in the air, and whisper in his mouth: "Demon Dao, soul search!"

Suddenly, there was a trace of aura circulating in the air, which quickly converged, and from Ye Feng's hands, it condensed and changed into Zhongli's appearance. That's Zhongli's soul.

At this time, being held in his hands, Zhongli's soul trembled, and his eyes were full of fear and despair. He didn't expect that Yefeng had really gathered his soul and wanted to destroy it!

"Ask for ......," Zhongli's soul said weakly, he didn't want to even have a chance to be reincarnated.

Then, with just one word, a pale blue flame rose from the palm of Yefeng's hand, enveloping Zhongli's soul.

Wrapped in the Nine Shadows Ice Flame, Zhongli let out a terrible howl. The Nine Shadows Ice Flame itself was extremely cold, wrapped in it, Zhongli only felt that there was cold air constantly drilling into every place inside and outside his body, and he only felt as if he was being placed in a piece of 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice, this extremely cold feeling made Zhongli shiver constantly. Gradually, starting from the soles of his feet, smoke rose and began to dissipate little by little.

This kind of torture lasted for a long time. In the end, Zhongli's soul was completely incinerated into smoke by the Nine Shadows Ice Flame and dissipated. From then on, there will never be a Zhongli person in heaven and earth.

After Zhongli was completely wiped out, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed on their own, and the sky became clear again.

Ye Feng dispersed the Nine Shadows Ice Flame, and lowered his hand a little weakly. He stood in place, looking at the position where Duan Qianxiao blew himself up, motionless, his eyes glazed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, the temperament emanating from Ye Feng is not like a powerful monk who has successfully stabbed the enemy and stepped into the early stage of leaving the body, but like an ordinary wanderer who has lost all his support, does not know where to go, and is homeless.

Standing for a while, Ye Feng took some mechanical steps, step by step to the position where Duan Qianxiao exploded, squatted down, hugged his knees with both hands, buried his head in his knees, trembling all over, and there was a suppressed and extremely low whimper sound coming from between Ye Feng's knees. He cried.

At some point, a trickle of rain fell in the sky, and soon it wet the ground and the night front. Nightfront crouched there, soaking wet. The ground beneath him was so wet that he couldn't tell if it was wet with rain or tears......

In the rain curtain, Ye Feng didn't see that at the location where Duan Qianxiao blew himself up, a flower with a miserable white body and curled up petals, like a human face, suddenly appeared and gradually bloomed......