Although Long Haotian knew that his current strength was too insignificant in front of Zi Ye, he still seemed neither humble nor arrogant. He put the flute into his arms again, and then replied very calmly, "Why?"

A cold glint flashed in Zi Ye's eyes, she didn't expect Long Haotian to dare to talk to herself like this. However, when she saw the second elder, she seemed to understand something. Dare to love this time, Long Haotian found two helpers who were stronger than Luo Jiutian, no wonder he had no fear of himself.

"Why?" Zi Ye sneered, "This flute was given to Luo Jiutian by me, is this reason okay?"

"It's a joke," Long Hao said, "Since it was given by you, then this flute is my senior brother's thing." Now that my brother is in danger, why should I keep this half of the truncated flute? Why should I hand it over to you, my brother's ruthless and unrighteous woman!"

"Ruthless and unjust!hmph!" Zi Ye's eyes like purple gems flashed with a hint of murderous intent, "Long Haotian, there are some things I advise you not to talk nonsense. Otherwise, I'll make you pay a terrible price!"

"Oh——"

Long Haotian nodded meaningfully: "So, Miss Ziye still has a deep affection for my Senior Brother Luo?"

"Hmph, don't worry about it!" Zi Ye scolded angrily. However, when everyone saw her, a trace of indescribable sadness flashed in her eyes. The three sisters of the You family are also people who are hurt by love, especially You Xuan.

The so-called seven hardships in life, you can't ask for the most bitter. And now, Youxuan is experiencing the pain of not being able to ask for it and being close to the end of the world, so she seems to resonate with this kind of sadness.

"Why do you deceive yourself!" said Yu Xuan loudly.

"What are you talking about!" Zi Ye accentuated her tone, but in Yu Xuan's opinion, this was just to hide her increasingly fragile heart. And Long Haotian also captured this very keenly, and at the same time, the confusion that lingered in his heart seemed to be interpreted.

"You obviously have my senior brother in your heart, but you have to pretend to be ruthless in front of us, isn't this deception? You wait for me to finish speaking!" Long Haotian said in a very strong tone, and forcibly interrupted Zi Ye's words.

Just look at him holding the half-truncated flute in his hand, and caressing it with great affection: "Miss Ziye, in this drunken fairy flute, there should be a wisp of your fragrant soul!"

"Fragrant soul, what is it?" The second elder and the third sister glanced at each other, both extremely unfamiliar with this term. But they all saw that Zi Ye's body trembled violently.

Long Haotian knew that a few people were confused, so he continued: "Miss Ziye, you and I are both strong people with soul power. So between you and me, there are some things that don't need to be hidden at all. I was wondering why you suddenly appeared here and asked me for this half-truncated flute. You must know that this flute was retrieved by a ghost from Longque Ridge and then kept by me.

"Although the girl's strength is strong, I never believe that at that time, you would eavesdrop near the Heavenless Peak. After all, whether it is the Second Elder, the Great Elder of Guyun, or the Nan Jinxian who is guarding in the clouds, I am afraid that it is not something that the girl can handle. So you're looking for it, it must be because there's something in this flute. That's right, it's this wisp of incense soul, or rather, blood soul!"

"Blood Soul!ah——" Hearing these two words, You Xuan suddenly realized, she remembered that she had seen it in an ancient book.

The so-called blood soul is a special blood formed by a warrior who combines a drop of his own blood with soul power. Stain it on anything, and the warrior will establish an invisible bond with it. The strength of the bond depends entirely on the level of soul power. In order for others to perceive, they must have the same or superior soul power as the other.

Obviously, on this drunken immortal flute, it was contaminated with a drop of Zi Ye's blood soul. Since Luo Jiutian's soul power was not as good as Zi Ye's, he had never been able to feel it. And Long Haotian's soul power now has surpassed Zi Ye, so this breath can't hide his feelings.

I heard Long Haotian continue: "Although I don't dare to casually speculate on the girl's original intention of dripping blood soul on the drunken immortal flute, judging from your actions today, your feelings for my Senior Brother Luo have never changed, but for some reasons, you have to suppress this feeling." I'm not wrong, am I?"

"Yes and what! What is not!" Zi Ye bit her red lips tightly, trying her best to appear calm, but the more she did, the more her body trembled.

Since the last time he handed Lan Xinyue to Youyue, and then was forced back by Youyue's magic circle, Zi Ye's heart has not been quiet for a moment during this time. In her mind, she was constantly recalling what Lan Xinyue had said to her, so much so that in the end, she couldn't meditate and cultivate at all.

The sixth level of the Demon Tribulation Realm, the backlash of the heart demon had reached an extremely terrifying level, so in the next few days, she didn't dare to continue cultivating, for fear that her cultivation would regress. And the moment the drunken immortal flute broke, Zi Ye felt that his heart was completely shattered at that moment.

"Miss Ziye," Long Haotian took the drunken immortal flute into his arms again, and his expression suddenly became serious, "The tens of thousands of lives of the Yan family died in your hands, so between you and me, there is still a deep blood feud that has not been resolved." ”

"Hmph, what's the matter, just because you also want to take revenge on me?" Zi Ye looked at the second elder and sneered, "Or are you going to let these two old things help you?"

"Old thing!"

Although the second elder had an endless affection for her because of Zi Ye's beauty, when they were called "old things", they were really unhappy to the extreme. You must know that such a noble existence in the Purple Cloud Sect, even Chu Guyun has to be polite when he sees them.

Seeing that Elder Wutian glared at Zi Ye and shouted, "Stinky girl! Keep your mouth clean! Didn't your master teach you to respect the elder!"

Zi Ye's purple eyes, which were as bright as jewels, cast a cold and contemptuous gaze at Elder Wutian, and said coldly, "What's the matter?

"Hmph, is it up to you......? Hmm, how could it be ......?"

The second elder was just about to refute, but suddenly he felt his head sink slightly, and then there was a trace of illusion in front of him. Although this feeling was different from being sucked into the consciousness space by Long Haotian, it also made the two of them feel a trace of soul tremor.

"Oh no! it's a soul attack!"

This moment is a huge shock to the heart of the second elder.

You must know that the two of them are the eighth powerhouses of the Demon Tribulation Realm, and they have cultivated for one hundred and seventy or eighty years, and their state of mind is much more stable than that of young people. And Ziye is just a twenty-five or six-year-old girl.

But even so, when Zi Ye preemptively launched an offensive with his soul power, the second elder felt that he had no ability to resist at that moment, when he was not completely underestimated and not defenseless. This kind of shock can no longer be described as terrifying. They had a deeper understanding of the horror of the Thousand Phoenix Palace.

You must know that Zi Ye was only a girl around Ziyun County in the past, even if she was very talented, but if she was able to reach the sixth level of the Demon Tribulation Realm at the age of twenty-five, the organization that cultivated her definitely occupied the most important factor.

This is no longer just something that can be done with a simple level of resource accumulation. The Thousand Phoenix Hall must have high-level resources that are difficult to obtain in the Purple Cloud Monarchy. At the same time, Zi Ye's master must also be an extremely terrifying existence, which can guide Zi Ye to impact the realm as quickly as possible in a short period of time to improve his strength, without being counterattacked.

However, after all, the second elder is also an existence at the level of the elder of the Taishang. When they realized the danger, they still had enough strength to save themselves.

"Broken!"

I heard the two elders shout angrily, and then slapped each other's chests.

"Wow!"

With the two of them each spitting out a small mouthful of black blood, Zi Ye's soul power offensive against the second elder was completely broken.

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