"Why, you alone dare to come to this Holy Monarch for revenge?"

Killing Qianmo smiled, and the style of the moment can really make the world lose color.

This reminded Ye Zhen of a story, or a joke, an author didn't want to write, so he directly let his protagonist look in the mirror and make himself beautiful to death.

Ye Zhen wanted to know, looking in the mirror every day, it was a miracle that Kill Qianmo could still live until now.

"I'm not that interested, I'm just here to make a deal with you," Ye Zhen whispered.

"Oh?"

Killing Qianmo sneered, it seemed that he had studied every move, there was no trace of demonic evil in his gestures, and there was no ethereal immortal, only the word perfect could describe it.

"Deal? Let's talk about it" Hearing the word transaction, killing Qianmo was a little interested, and he was not ready to kill Ye Zhen immediately.

Anyway, you can only look at your beauty when you are idle in this Seven Killings Palace, and it's not bad to have some fun once in a while.

"This is your sister, even the soul has been preserved perfectly, and it has not been sucked away by the underworld, it seems that there has been a lot of effort over the years, so do you want to resurrect your sister directly once and for all" Ye Zhen whispered.

However, killing Qianmo didn't believe it, and when she heard Ye Zhen making fun of her sister, her originally smiling perfect face instantly turned cold.

"Are you looking for death?"

"No, what others can't do, doesn't mean that this seat can't do it," Ye Zhen whispered.

"Really? This Holy Monarch wants to know, how can you resurrect a person who has been upgraded and completely dissipated" Killing Qianmo said coldly, his words were cold, but he didn't have the previous killing intent, if the person in front of him could really resurrect Liuxia, he would be willing to kill Qianmo and die.

Even if there is only one in 10,000 hope, before the truth is confirmed, Kill Qianmo will not make a move on Ye Zhen, but if it is fake...

Even if there is the life-saving grace of the Qingxu Daoist, killing Qianmo will kill Ye Zhen!

Ryusha is his forbidden belly, and he feels that no blasphemy is allowed!

"Tell one of your subordinates to come over," Ye Zhen said.

"Someone!" Kill Qianmo and drink directly.

The Seven Killing Disciples had already surrounded the secret room under the leadership of Shan Chunqiu, and when they heard the shouts of Kill Qianmo, they rushed in directly.

"It's you!" At the first glance of Ye Zhen, Shan Chunqiu was like a great enemy!

The impression that Ye Zhen left on him that day was too unfathomable!

"The people you want are coming, and if you just talk big, these people will also kill you!" Kill Qianmo said sharply.

Regarding the threat of killing Qianmo, Ye Zhen didn't bother to pay attention to it now, and as soon as he pointed out, the sword qi exploded instantly, shattering everyone in the secret room except for Shan Chunqiu and killing Qianmo.

"Holy Monarch be careful!" Shan Chunqiu was shocked.

Killing Qianmo's eyebrows were solemn, although his expression had not changed much, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart, although the sword qi of Fang Cai had existed for an extremely short time, it was only for an instant, but it was so powerful that it was terrifying!

And this person is not like those decent people who are full of benevolence and morality, and kill people without the slightest warning, but the way they do it is to fight with these demons.

And if you really want to fight, who wins and who loses is really ambiguous.

In addition, Ye Zhen didn't make any further moves, and Kill Qianmo only took a vague step, blocking his sister Liuxia's body and Shan Chunqiu behind him.

Ye Zhen's eyebrows froze, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the void in front of him, and a Dao red light condensed in his hand, finally forming an illusory villain.

The power of the divine soul quietly condensed in front of him, and with just the effort of breathing, a baby's body appeared out of thin air.

"This body! There is not the slightest soul imprint" Seeing this baby who breathes normally and is full of vitality, but does not have the slightest soul fluctuation, Kill Qianmo was shocked!

He had also thought about the method of resurrecting the soul by borrowing the corpse, but no matter whether it was a cultivator or a mortal, no matter what kind of secret method was used, there would be some soul marks left in the body.

If Ryuxia's soul is forcibly penetrated into it, unknowable dangers may occur.

Although this danger is very small, he is not willing to try it, he is not afraid of 10,000 in case, and he is a perfectionist.

In the eyes of Kill Qianmo, anyone's body is not worthy of her sister's soul, which has dragged on until now.

But the baby in front of me seems to be born and raised, full of vitality, but it doesn't have any soul!

"You can create a body out of thin air, what kind of forbidden art is this?" Killing Qianmo looked at Ye Zhen with a somewhat fiery gaze.

Ye Zhen was slightly warped, and directly used a spell to punch the soul of the Seven Killings disciple that he had just caught into the baby's body, and then the baby opened his eyes.

"Honza's patience is also limited, can the trade continue now?" Ye Zhen said indifferently.

"Quick! Quickly teach me this spell," Kill Qianmo was so eager that he unconsciously stretched out his hands in front of Ye Zhen.

"As long as you teach me this technique and let me successfully resurrect my sister, I can promise you any conditions with the reputation of the Seven Killing Saints, even if it is my life! Give it to me."

Killing Qianmo seemed to be enchanted and said quickly, although he didn't know what spell Ye Zhen used, Killing Qianmo was ready to create a perfect body for his sister.

"Collect all the artifacts of the ten directions within five years, and then teach me the artifacts, this method can naturally be taught to you" Ye Zhen whispered, and after saying that, he walked straight towards the door of the secret room.

"No! You have to teach me now, I can give you the Immortal Umbrella first" Killing Qian Mo said, the light in his hand flashed, and the Immortal Umbrella was directly thrown to Ye Zhen.

However, Ye Zhen waved his sleeves and knocked the Qixian umbrella back, "You still have to hold this umbrella, Bai Zihua's cultivation has surpassed you, without this umbrella, you can't do it at all if you collect all the artifacts."

The voice still echoed throughout the Seven Killings Hall, and Ye Zhen had already disappeared.

"Holy Monarch!" Shan Chunqiu knelt on one knee and looked at the silent Kill Qianmo with a fanatical expression.

It has always been his dream to collect all the artifacts, in order to help kill Qianmo and pass through the Six Realms!

But it has never been able to say that it has been moved, and now someone has resurrected Liuxia as a transaction to let Kill Qianmo collect all the artifacts, according to the importance of Killing Qianmo to Liuxia, with the strength of the Seven Killing Faction, he will definitely be able to snatch the artifacts of the ten directions!

Shan Chunqiu's eyes were full of cold light, and he hated in his heart, "At that time, in the face of the Holy Monarch who has the power of the Great Desolation and is invincible in the Six Realms, do you dare not resurrect Liuxia?" ”

In Shan Chunqiu's view, this is simply a good thing to kill three birds with one stone!

However, killing Qianmo did not immediately order an attack on the Eight Great Sects as Shan Chunqiu imagined.

"This matter is not urgent, this Holy Monarch still has to think about it, you go down first" Kill Qianmo said calmly, and his crazy appearance before was like two people.

"Holy Monarch!" Shan Chunqiu spoke eagerly.

"Get out!"

With a loud shout, Shan Chunqiu, whose strength was comparable to that of Confucianism, and even better than that, was directly beaten away by a sleeve.

"Boom!"

The door of the secret room was closed instantly, and after a long time, Kill Qianmo ignored the cold of Xuan Bing, pasted his perfect face on the position closest to his sister, and said softly, "Sister... You wait, my brother will definitely resurrect you, definitely...".

On the other hand, the long-staying immortal faction is in the palace of despair.

Bai Zihua sat quietly in the hall, and there was a gold silk cloth on the table in front of him, and a stone that emitted a smell was placed on the cloth.

This stone is the stepping stone in the thatched pit that Ye Zhen used to pull with innate spiritual power and smashed into Bai Zihua's arms.

I have been in this Desperate Hall for several days, and at this time, the entire Desperate Palace is full of the smell of Yonedako.

However, Bai Zihua didn't know that after returning from Shushan, he had been looking at the stinky stone in front of him for more than a month.

"Whoa..."

The door of the Temple of Despair opened, and a figure stepped inside.

"I'll go! What kind of smell does this smell, it stinks, what are you doing, brother? ”

It was Ruzun who entered the Hall of Absolute Feelings, and as soon as he stepped in, a foul smell hit, and he almost didn't spit it out with his cultivation.

"What did you do with me?" Bai Zihua waved his hand and put away the stinky stone that had been in front of him for a long time and continued to enter the magic barrier.

"What else are you asking me about?"

Ruzun rolled his eyes, folded the fan, and said helplessly, "Senior brother, what have you been thinking about recently, is it that Shushan Ye really put some curse on you, since you came back from Shushan, you have been closed, and now you are also looking like you are not giving up."

"Senior brother, let you come, tell him I'm fine, I just vaguely found an opportunity to break through," Bai Zihua whispered.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this matter first, the last time Shushan was almost wiped out, although the other sects were watching the jokes, they were still a little uneasy in their hearts," Ruzun said, and unceremoniously picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, but the tea was just half poured, smelling the stench in the enclosure, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and he lost the idea of drinking.

"Is it the Seven Killings?" Bai Zihua said thoughtfully, he knew the heads of the various sects very well, if the seven killings did not move, he would not come to Shushan at all.

Although most of his mind was on this stinky stone, comprehending the mysterious and mysterious truth, but as a great monk at the peak of Yuanying, how could he not know that so many people suddenly came to the mountain gate.

"That's right, according to the chess pieces we planted in the Seven Killing Sect, the Seven Killing Sect has been moving a little frequently recently, and it is recruiting a large number of disciples, and it seems that it is preparing for some big moves."

Ruzun's face was a little solemn, "And to be able to cause such a big mobilization of the Seven Killing Sect, and even the energy of the entire demon world has been fully mobilized, except for the Ten Directions Artifact, I really can't think of any other possibility"

"There is Shu Mountain almost wiped out first, and now the seven killings have started a big move again, these people are afraid that the next target will be them, so they came to discuss this matter, the stakes are very high, the senior brother is not the head of the house after all, this thing still needs you to come forward."

After a moment of silence, Bai Zihua suddenly said, "Senior brother, you go to Shushan in person and ask the head of Shushan to come here to discuss important matters."

Hearing this, Confucian Zun subconsciously said, "Why bother so much, it will not be long before you can directly transmit the sound for thousands of miles."

But then Ruzun was stunned for a moment, because he suddenly remembered that the current head of Shushan was no longer Qingxu, and it was not the Shushan who was looking forward to the head of the horse for a long time.

The new head of Shushan has not been able to see through the slightest bit until now, regardless of his style, personality, strength, and Confucianism.

"Good! Then I'll go now," Ruzun nodded.