All the disciples of the Soul Returning Tomb were a little nervous, and their eyes were staring closely at the deep pit that was bubbling with the black room, not knowing whether it was Xin Qijie and the others who shot out from it, or their tomb master and great elder.

There had been a loud rumbling sound in the pit before, but now there was no sound at all, and the silence was terrifying.

Could it be that the tomb master was beheaded by Xin Qijie and the others? Although the disciples of the Soul Returning Tomb did not see their tomb master, their tomb master's peerless ferocity was famous among dozens of cities within a radius, and even the head of a clan would tremble a few times when he heard the name of their tomb master! From this, we can know how terrifying their tomb master's strength is.

His eyes shrank, and it was no one else who came out, it was Xin Qijie and others! It was not their tomb owner! Since it was Xin Qijie who came out, it meant that their tomb owner was dead!

When the people who returned to the tomb thought that their owner was dead, they fled in terror and fled like frightened rabbits.

"The tomb owner and the Great Elder are dead, and the tomb owner was beheaded by Xin Qijie, otherwise it would be the Great Elder and the Tomb Master who came out, but now it is Xin Qijie and others who are coming out, which means that the tomb owner and the Great Elder are dead. The grave was emitting a black mist, and the soul young man bit his lip tightly, his face was as pale as a dead man, and he said with a cold expression.

"I didn't expect the Xinqi Festival to be so terrible, even the tomb owner died in his hands, let's get out of here. That girl's face was gloomy as water, her slender palms trembled in her sleeves, where was the unbeatable majesty in the Xue family that day?

"What Senior Sister said is, let's go, it's safe to stay away from Xinqijie. "Soul Shao pulled Youyou out of a tunnel to leave the cemetery, he didn't want to see Xin Qijie, Xin Qijie had left a shadow in his heart, he felt terrible when he saw Xin Qijie, his body trembled a little, obviously completely afraid of Xin Qijie.

There were thousands of graves in the necropolis, and these tombs seemed to have lost some kind of strength and collapsed with a bang. The huge formation that shrouded the city was slowly dissipating, and as the formation dissipated, golden beams of light slanted down from the sky, spilling all over the streets, adding a touch of life to the dead city.

The black dead trees on both sides of the street gradually came to life under the sunlight, and the small black bells on the branches made a pleasant jingle sound in the cold wind.

Jing Wuyi's cold face was as pale as snow, and his eyes were still so bright, like the stars in the night, and he said: "Qi Jie, this time the Soul Tomb has been eradicated, if it is spread, you will make a name for yourself in the empire and become the first person in the younger generation." ”

Xin Qijie said: "Let's hurry up, lest we let others know that the Soul Tomb Master was killed by us, if we let others know, we will be in trouble! There are many battle maniacs in the Empire, these people have nothing to do after eating, if they know that the Soul Tomb Master was killed by me, can I still cultivate well?"

The tomb city is like a ghost town, looking up, it is all desolate, there are no houses in the city, because the disciples of the Soul Tomb do not live in the houses, they live in coffins.

Therefore, Xin Qijie and the others walked around the city, but they did not find the shadow of the house, especially at night, the whole tomb city was gloomy, making people feel eerie and terrible, like a dark hell, without any life.

After this earth-shattering battle, Xin Qijie understood even more that the battle was mainly dominated by the strong! Even if there were thousands of disciples, without the strong forming a formation, these disciples would be scattered sand! No wonder there would be people in the empire who swept a sect at every turn, but it was really because the person who swept the sect was too strong, and the master of a sect plus all the disciples were not opponents, so they were easily eradicated.

An icy cold wind blew from the streets to the north, carrying a damp chill that blew like a knife on the body. A few people walked out of the tomb city, the oppressive feeling disappeared a lot, the hazy moonlight pierced the dark clouds, sprinkled on them, even if the moonlight was cold, but it was still much more comfortable than the cold in the previous city.

In the desolate mountains and forests, a faint bonfire was lit, and the five people sat down cross-legged in front of the bonfire and began to breathe the injuries in their bodies.

Xin Qijie leaned his back against a stone, pillowed the back of his head with his hands, looked at the stars in the night sky, and flashed in his mind the fragment of fighting with the owner of the Soul Tomb, and still have palpitations, if it weren't for the head of the Lord of the Soul Tomb being cut off, his strength was greatly reduced, maybe they would have died today.

The Demon Eye of the Soul Tomb Master alone almost made him unrecoverable, and if the Soul Tomb Master had two eyes, wouldn't it be even more terrifying?

The attack of the Soul Returning Tomb Tomb Master is monotonous and simple, but it can easily injure people, is it that the attacks of demon beasts are so terrifying?

What he didn't know was that the Soul Returning Tomb Tomb Master was just a low-level demon beast, without the bloodline and inheritance of a high-level demon beast, it could only rely on figuring out and cultivating, just like the martial arts it passed on to Soul Thousand Anger, all of which were martial arts that it had figured out on its own over the years, which seemed to be powerful, but in fact there were many loopholes.

If the Soul Returning Tomb Tomb Master is a high-level demon beast, then it is definitely Xin Qijie and others who died today.

The bloodline of high-level demon beasts is not comparable to ordinary demon beasts.

The starlight filled the night sky, the breeze blew slowly, and Xin Qijie turned to the side and looked at the beautiful figure not far away.

Xue Qingyang was kneeling on the ground, her skin was surrounded by a faint vitality, and a faint night shrouded her, she was like a fairy out of the dust.

The cold wind blew her robe in the wind, and her beautiful cheeks shimmered with a white jade light, like an angel.

Not only was Xin Qijie appreciating her beauty, but Leng Qianqiu was also appreciating, his eyes didn't blink, and then the light in his eyes dimmed, and he sighed: "Cousin is right to choose Xin Qijie, he is too strong with me, and his future achievements are not comparable to me." ”

However, Leng Qianqiu was a little happy in his heart, fortunately, Xin Qijie was not the kind of narrow-minded person, otherwise he would be miserable!

Xin Qijie slowly closed his eyes, and the vitality in his body surged, refining the flesh and blood in his body and warming the injuries in his body. The injuries in his body were the most serious, after all, only he and the Soul Returning Tomb Tomb Master were in a hard collision, and Jing Wuyi and the others were attacking from afar, and he was of course the most seriously injured.

With his current strength, if the powerhouses of the Great Creation Transformation Realm want to kill it, they have to weigh their own strength!

From now on, he can protect the people he should protect and do what he should do.

The next time I meet Motianhua, I won't be giving him a way to live, and I won't have to be afraid of the Shenling Demon Palace. (To be continued.) )