The Heavenly Death Sword continued to suppress, and the soul in the iron cage became thinner and thinner, but he still didn't say a word.

Ling Feng was silent, if this soul was really Ye Qiu's, then his hatred was really deep.

A dead horse is a live horse doctor, Ling Feng can only have the attitude of giving it a try, after all, he doesn't know anything about ghost cultivation.

"Ye Qiu, I know you can understand what I said, you hate everyone in Tianxin, and hate them for destroying your sect!"

Ling Feng paused, and then said, "Of course you hate me too, I understand all this!"

"If it were me, I might be even more ruthless than you!"

Ling Feng said, carefully looked at the soul in the cage, and put away the Heavenly Death.

"It's just that we are human after all, you also saw the situation at that time, your master colluded with the demon clan and tried to assassinate the king, if you replace me with you, what kind of choice will you make at that time?"

"That's how things are in this world, a lot of times we are making choices passively!"

"But now, the demons have invaded in a big way, and the Terran Guardian Token has seen the light of day, I think you should understand what this means!"

Saying this, the soul in the iron cage trembled slightly.

Ling Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that what Wanwan had guessed before should be right, this should be Ye Qiu's soul.

Although he didn't know why he had become a ghost cultivator, but with Ye Qiu's slight reaction just now, Ling Feng was sure that at least he hadn't completely annihilated his human nature.

In this way, there is at least room for redemption.

"To tell you the truth, my purpose in coming to the black market this time is to find out who that mysterious force is?"

Ling Feng pondered for a moment: "Now that the war between the human and demon races has started, this mysterious force has ill intentions, I think there are some things you don't want to see, right?"

"Huh"...

As soon as Ling Feng's words fell, Ye Qiu in the iron cage let out a desolate laughter: "How could I not want to see it, Ling Feng, tell you, my biggest wish now is to hope that you will also taste the taste of losing your loved ones!"

"Do you know what kind of mentality I had when my master was killed by you and my master was besieged by everyone?"

Ye Qiu raised his head and looked at Ling Feng with a look of hatred on his face: "I swore at that time that I would definitely let you experience this taste for yourself!"

"Now that this is happening, do you think it will happen in the situation I am talking about?"

Ling Feng was silent, and after a while, he shook his head: "You won't!"

"No!".

Ye Qiu's face was hideous: "Ling Feng, you can't understand the horror of the sect leader at all!"

Ling Feng was shocked in his heart, he never thought that Ye Qiu would have something to do with that mysterious sect master?

According to the current situation, I am afraid that the theft of the Four Seas Auction House must have something to do with the mysterious sect master.

Ling Feng shook his head: "You misunderstood what I meant, I said no, just that you haven't lost your humanity yet!"

Ye Qiu was stunned, looked at his vain body with a gloomy expression, and shook his head gently.

Ling Feng sighed: "I understand your hatred, but do you think that by doing this, you are really comfortable in your heart?"

"Besides, I've seen the mysterious sect master in your mouth!"

Ling Feng said one sentence after another, like a hammer hitting Ye Qiu's last line of defense.

Ye Qiu was also a poor person to put it bluntly, back then, the Sword Pavilion was said to be one of the four major sects of Tianxin, but he was surrounded and suppressed by everyone in the end.

He also changed from the original elder brother to a wanderer.

Therefore, he has such hatred and would do such a thing, Ling Feng completely understands.

For Ye Qiu, Ling Feng may have been a little defensive before, but now after a few words, only a little mercy remained.

It is impossible for people to have smooth sailing, today's Ye Qiu, maybe it will be him tomorrow.

It doesn't matter who laughs at whom, there is no flower for a hundred days, let alone people who live in today's troubled times.

After Ye Qiu had completely calmed down, Ling Feng asked softly, "I just want to know what a ghost cultivator is now, and the true identity of that mysterious sect leader!"

Ye Qiu looked at Ling Feng in a complicated way, was silent for a long time, and finally spoke slowly...

After he had told it completely, Ling Feng understood what was going on.

After the fall of the Sword Pavilion, Ye Qiu once wanted to take revenge, but he also understood that he was not Ling Feng's opponent at all for the time being.

Only then did he run to a deep mountain and old forest, ready to concentrate on cultivation, and then be ashamed.

It's just that he never expected that the place he chose would have a secret ghost cultivation inheritance.

If you want to practice this skill, you must first kill yourself.

Ye Qiu had hesitated for this kind of strange exercise, but thinking of his master's deep hatred, he finally chose to take a risk.

It's just that I didn't expect that it would really let him out of a way.

Ling Feng listened, thoughtfully, borrowed the corpse to return the soul, it turned out that this was the biggest secret of ghost cultivation.

If so, those unjust souls can have an explanation.

As for the reason why Ye Qiu and the mysterious sect leader were linked up later, it was all because of the problem of resources.

However, Ye Qiu didn't know much about the identity of the mysterious sect leader, he only knew that there was such a terrifying sect leader, as for who he was and what the name of the organization was, he really didn't know.

Every time a task is assigned, it is conveyed by a masked man in black himself.

As for the normal situation, these ghost cultivators are all self-developed and are not restricted by anyone.

"I really can't imagine that this mysterious sect leader is hiding so deeply!".

Although Yan Motian said that this mysterious sect leader was very likely to be a person from the 'Heavenly Machine Pavilion', it was only a guess.

As for Ye Qiu's ghost cultivators, they may be tools in the heart of that mysterious sect leader.

"They're not pure people, though!".

Ye Qiu thought thoughtfully: "Although they tried their best to hide, I could feel that the aura on their bodies was very strange!"

Ling Feng frowned: "Weird?".

Ye Qiu nodded: "I can't say it specifically, but that's how I feel!"

Ling Feng was silent, and it seemed that he could only look for another opportunity.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng looked up at the woman in red: "Shopkeeper, I don't know if I can promise to the next thing!"

"Childe, but it doesn't hurt to say!".

Ling Feng pondered for a moment and said, "You also heard that the things that your auction house lost this time were all done by that mysterious sect master, so can you give this friend to me!"

With that, Ling Feng pointed to Ye Qiu in the iron cage.

The woman in red covered her mouth and chuckled: "Childe, do you know how big the loss of our auction house is this time?"

Ling Feng was patient and said, "I will definitely help the shopkeeper get back these losses in the future!"

"As for any other needs, the shopkeeper can say it!"

The woman in red smiled: "This is what Childe said, don't regret it!"

"I want to borrow Childe's sword, but I don't know if Childe can agree!"