"Poof-" Yin Ziyuan, who was teleported to an unknown place, finally couldn't suppress the surging qi and blood, and spurted out a mouthful of blood vaguely mixed with blood foam and flesh.

"Damn it!" Yin Ziyuan's face as white as a dead man was full of distortion and resentment.

Using the forbidden secret technique to counterattack is huge, and it will inevitably hurt the fundamentals, and now that his spiritual veins have been damaged, he has to use the origin to forcibly suppress it to prevent the counterattack from further intensifying.

However, as soon as the origin is consumed, his realm will inevitably regress, and I am afraid that there will be no possibility of advancing in a year or two.

No, the origin suppression is only temporary, and it won't last long at all, but if it is consumed excessively, not only the realm will be threatened.

Don't care too much, he must immediately leave to return to the clan to heal.

"Sang Moyu, the coming day is long, one day this young master will let you survive and not die."

Licking his lips, the demon's face was full of madness, and the blood mist in those charming peach blossom eyes had a tendency to gradually turn purple.

Driven by jealousy and resentment, he actually vaguely showed signs of madness! According to Yin Ziyuan's cultivation, once he goes mad, his spiritual power will increase to three times his original level in an instant, comparable to a low-level powerhouse of the black order.

"Ding Dong-" It is as if the melodious sound of the clear spring comes from all directions, carrying the power to cleanse all things and purify the soul.

In an instant, everything was silent.

"What people!" Yin Ziyuan's heart was shocked, and he looked around vigilantly, and the purple light under his eyes instantly dissipated.

Even if you use your spiritual power, you can't catch the slightest breath of the person who comes, a peerless powerhouse!

vaguely thought of a possibility, and his eyes flashed slightly.

"The Yin clan entered the world without permission, and used spiritual power to disrupt the world and fight, but forgot the rules with the Yin Moon Tower?"

The woman in snow clothes is lightly gauze, with a bright red lotus flower in the center of her eyebrows, and she comes slowly with a reddish-brown Yaoqin in her arms, and a pair of ice blue eyes look at Yin Ziyuan faintly, without joy or sorrow, and is extremely quiet.

"Your Excellency, Messenger." Without the slightest doubt, no matter how unwilling Yin Ziyuan was in his heart, he would not dare to make a mistake after all.

No one dared to challenge the authority of Yin Yue Tower, not to mention that the woman in front of her was unfathomable, even if she didn't leak half of her breath, she still invisibly exuded an unusually powerful momentum.

Under her indifferent gaze, he only felt that the spiritual power around him could not work.

"Nian'er is the first offender, and he will be expelled, can he have any objections?"

"Ziyuan has no objection." Lowered eyes to hide the vultures under their eyes.

was forcibly expelled by Yin Yuelou, this matter can never be hidden from the clansmen, and a criminal law will definitely not be avoided after going back.

It's all Sang Moyu, it's all him!

Sensing a strong resentment, Butterfly Dance Yunshang twisted her good-looking eyebrows, and said lightly: "Go ahead." Immediately, he raised his hand, and saw a golden light talisman flash in the void.

Before Yin Ziyuan could react, he quickly enveloped his whole person, and then he disappeared without a trace just by hearing a bang.

The void drawing rune took shape in an instant, and she was actually a heaven-level rune master.

"I'm back." Butterfly Dance Yunshang raised her right hand, her index finger slightly cocked, crystal like jade.

A red-blooded butterfly with a faint halo flew from afar, danced around her affectionately, and finally landed on her fingertips.

Flapping her wings regularly, as if to say something to her.

"To the southeast of the country." With a soft mutter, the Red Blood Flame Butterfly flew away from her fingertips and landed motionless on her black hair, like a beautiful butterfly hair ornament.

Hugging Yaoqin, the butterfly dance cloud dress instantly turned into an afterimage.

An hour later, Yin Ziyuan returned to the Yin Clan, but suddenly landed on the martial arts arena, and it happened that the two people who were competing at that time launched the last move.

It was such a coincidence that Yin Ziyuan landed in the center of the attack range of the two, striking left and right, although he defended in time, he was already injured not lightly, and now he is even more injured.

didn't hold on for a while, then his body shook and he fainted, fortunately the elders present made a timely move, otherwise those two spiritual powers hit his body, and Yin Ziyuan would be crippled if he didn't die.

The next day, a golden token engraved with a crescent moon appeared on the desk of the Yin clan patriarch, and for a while, the news that Yin Ziyuan had entered the world privately and was forcibly expelled and warned by the Yin Moon Building was spreading.

In response to this matter, the patriarch of the Yin clan quickly dealt with it, punishing Yin Ziyuan for facing the wall for three months, and after three months, he recovered from his injuries and threw himself into the Extremely Cold Ice Prison for seven days.

Extremely cold ice hell, it is a purgatory-like place, the life that enters is better than death, and the people who come out seem to be forged and reborn.

There are very few people who can come out alive, and even if they do, they have to shed a layer of skin if they don't die.

first counterattacked, then forcibly deported, then embarrassed on the martial arts training ground, and finally thrown into the extremely cold ice prison, how miserable.