Hum! Insect carving skills. Ling Shuang didn't care about this attack of Yi Xiaofeng's six-vein divine sword at all, and with a teleportation, she dodged this attack that ordinary people were sure to die, but before she could get complacent, a sharp pain came from her chest.

A flying knife, all the blades of which sank into Ling Shuang's heart.

"Hmph, a small throwing knife, do you think it can hurt me?" Ling Shuang of the Three Souls sneered disdainfully, but she just wanted to pull out the flying knife, but found that her heart hurt and she even began to have difficulty breathing.

The pain to her bones was unbearable, and the strength in her body was running out fast, but she couldn't do anything, not even speak out loud.

"Even if I die, Lord Qiqi will resurrect me again, and you will wander forever in my circular space, and you will be imprisoned in the labyrinth of the spirit until your physical death." After Ling Shuang's breath muttered faintly and finished the last few words, he knelt on the ground weakly, until he lay on the ground and did not move at all.

"It's not good, Ling Shuang is in danger!" From the second when the zero force in Ling Shuang's body began to pass, a trace of pain flashed in the heart of Qi Qi, who was thrown not far from the altar to heal his wounds, because his perceptual connection with Ling Shuang was interrupted.

After the Three Souls Ling Frost completely lost its life breath, its body gradually began to blur, until it finally turned into a little starlight and dissipated into the air.

Although Ling Shuang died, before she died, she launched one of her most powerful spells, called Circulation Space, so Yi Xiaofeng remained motionless as if someone had immobilized him, it can be said that he is very dangerous now, and anyone present can easily put him to death.

Originally, any spell, no matter how profound and subtle, would disappear with the death of the caster, but due to the special relationship between the three souls and Qiqi, although Ling Shuang died, Qiqi was still there, so her zero spell did not disappear with her death.

"Ling Shuang was actually killed by an ordinary flying knife, how is this possible?" Yan Tai picked up the flying knife that Yi Xiaofeng shot on the ground where Ling Shuang died, and was very puzzled.

"It wasn't the throwing knife that killed Ling Shuang, but the strange flames attached to it." Qi Qi's eyebrows tightened, and his heart became more and more jealous of Yi Xiaofeng's unknown flame, "Yan Tai, kill him right now, otherwise he will definitely become our henchman in the future!" ”

This time, Yan Tai didn't doubt it anymore, because he saw with his own eyes that Ling Shuang, whose strength was still above him, was actually killed by this human kid who only had the cultivation of the Four Heavens, if he was still wishful thinking and self-righteousness, or looked down on the other party, then there was no doubt that he was a super stupid.

"Although I don't want to do this kind of thing, I can't help it, I can only blame you for your bad life, but I want to be the enemy of Lord Qiqi." Yan Tai said that the zero force in his hand was getting stronger and stronger, and a purple ball of light quickly grew from the size of a soybean to the size of a fist, which was exactly the zero evil.

Just when Yi Xiaofeng was at the critical moment of life and death, a Xuanhuang light hit Yan Tai's Lingsha, as if it was a whip, and it flew out, and the power of Lingsha bombarded a mountain peak in the distance, and suddenly the mountain collapsed, and the debris splashed, even if it was a hundred meters away, the deafening rumbling sound of the explosion could be heard, which showed the horror of its power.

The person who can easily give Yan Tai's zero evil to the air has a cultivation level that is at least one step higher than him, and the four murderers and others raised their heads and looked into the air, and a figure flew over at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, it had already landed on the altar.

Xuanhuang robe, silver hair, slightly copper red, sharp eyes, every gesture shows the fairy wind bones, a style of everyone.

"Huayang Lao'er!" Yan Tai exclaimed, "What are you here for?" ”

That's right, the person who came was the head of Kunlun Immortal Palace, Huayang Zhenren.

"Haha...... It's so lively here, Lao Dao I wandered around with nothing to do, I happened to pass by here, I couldn't help but be curious for a while and came down to take a look, I didn't want to see someone bullying my apprentice, Lao Dao couldn't help but flick his sleeves for a while. ”

Huayang Zhenren's cynical and playful appearance, if it was seen by the Kunlun disciples, it would definitely shock many people's jaws.

"Huayang Lao'er, you are so lucky, I don't know where to pick up such a cheap apprentice, but he has now fallen into the illusion and can't come out, today he is dead, I advise you to see the situation clearly, don't mistake others and yourself, you can't save people, but put yourself on an old bone." The implicit meaning in Yan Tai's words could not be more obvious, that is, a naked threat.

"Haha, huh? Lao Dao I like to do good deeds most in my life, emulating the sages to subdue demons and eliminate demons, not to mention that there are kittens and dogs bullying my apprentices, how can Lao Dao, as his master, sit idly by? ”

"Kittens, puppies?!" Qi Qiyin seemed to be asking himself, but he suddenly laughed out loud: "Haha...... Huayang Xiao'er, according to age, your ancestor is still my junior, and you, the junior of your great-grandson, dare to speak disrespectfully in front of the deity, and you simply don't know whether you live or die. ”

"Indeed, in terms of age, I am your descendant, but unfortunately we are not the same race, how can youkai be compared to humans? Look at the appearance of your old man, it seems that he is not lightly ill, and your brothers are also not lightly ill, so you don't have to send it, I will come to your old man's house again next time I have the opportunity. ”

After Huayang Zhenren finished speaking, he picked up Yi Xiaofeng with one hand and was about to leave by himself, but every existence here was not a good match, and a black figure quietly blocked their way.

"Huayang Zhenren, come as you say, leave as you say, spread the word, where will we put our people's face?" The voice of the speaker is extremely ethereal, and as quiet as the sound of a guqin.

Wearing a pale blue gradient to a dark blue robe, showing his extremely thin figure, fair skin, and handsome appearance, giving people a feeling of being a little weak.

"Face speaks by strength, if you have the ability to stop me, it's not too late to talk about face." Originally, it was impossible for these words to come out of Huayang Zhenren's mouth, but during the days when Yi Xiaofeng was in Kunlun Immortal Palace, he was talking like a river under Huayang Zhenren's nose all day long, and he was full of witty words, and the people around him were affected by him to varying degrees.

"Oh, is it? It seems that if you don't take some means to give Huayang head quietly, you will really be looked down upon. Although the terrifying words of the three souls were still gentle, the anger and killing intent hidden in them were undisguisedly emanated.

"Since we want to fight in a group, we are naturally indispensable!"

A goose yellow and green thick, three points of women are shocked. As he spoke, a pale yellow figure stood beside Huayang Zhenren and Yi Xiaofeng, confronting the terrifying array.

In less than a moment, as if it was just a few breaths of time, the stars falling from the sky, one after another on the huge altar and around the standing full of cyan robes, mixed with several lines of red, blue, orange, green and other colorful pretty figures, this is the Kunlun Immortal Palace followed Huayang Zhenren to come to the first and lower disciples of the peaks.

"Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you?" A bright rose-red figure flickered one by one, hugging Yi Xiaofeng's arm, his eyes full of concern and anxiousness.

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(End of chapter)