"Shengdezong?"

After Song Zhen heard this, his heart sank, and he immediately remembered the twelve soulless "corpses" that he encountered with his second and third brothers not long ago, and remembered that Murong Chuchu said at that time that they were from Shengdezong in Qingmu City. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Song Zhen carefully looked at the man in front of him again, and saw that he was dressed in tattered and muddy robes, which were indeed very similar to the twelve, so Song Zhen asked:

"How did your brothers die?"

When the man heard this, his face was full of fear, and his body trembled even more than when he first encountered the mammoth troll:

He ...... They...... I...... I...... I took a pee, and when I came back, I saw that they were all floating in the air, one by one, and there was no life at all......

"Who killed it?" asked Song Zhen.

The man raised his eyes to look at Song Zhen and said slowly, "Soul ...... Soul Sect Master!"

Song Zhen thought to herself: Sure enough, it's her. Then he asked, "Are you sure you are the Soul Sect Master?"

"Sure," the Shengde Sect disciple hurriedly said:

"The green-clothed mask, it's her, when she walked into the entrance of the holy land, the Demon Refining Tower made such a big noise in front of everyone, she was very impressed, I talked about her with my brothers and sisters before I went out, it was impossible to admit my mistake!"

Song Zhen nodded while listening, and suddenly remembered a passage from his second brother Zhao Qingfeng:

"In the future, we must kill Ziyi's soul and rescue Xiao Xiao, the sister of the third brother, but what Ziyi does will definitely offend many sect forces, and one day we will really save Xiao Xiao, these grievances and grievances must be counted on her head, and trouble must be indispensable." ”

"If Zi Yi is more ruthless, all the people who come in in Shengde Sect will be killed by her, and she will be able to save some trouble......

Thinking of this, Song Zhen raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him again, and said secretly: I didn't think about it, but I did let the second brother tell me that Sheng Dezong really had such a living mouth left, and he clearly knew that it was Zi Yi's hand. Hmph, if I kill him at this moment, no one will know, the matter of the Shengde Sect's disciples being completely wiped out in the Holy Land, as long as our three brothers and Miss Chu Chu don't talk about it, it will become a mystery, but it can really save a lot of trouble in the future.

Song Zhen put the iron spear on his shoulder, frowned a few times, and thought: Or I just ignore him, it is estimated that in this holy land, with him as a sixth-order soul dementor, if he encounters any accident, there will be death or life......

Seeing Song Zhen's hesitation, the soul master of Shengdezong was anxious, and hurriedly said:

"We Shengde Sect don't know when we offended the Soul Sect and provoked that sect to kill us...... Song Daying, don't worry, if the Soul Sect Master finds me again in the future, the little one will definitely not bother you. ”

Hearing this, Song Zhen tilted his head to look at the Shengde Sect disciple who was still lying on the ground, and hummed:

"Do you think I'm afraid of the Soul Sect Master?"

After hearing this, the disciple of Shengde Sect lowered his head and did not answer, with a look of "Isn't it?" Song Zhen raised the corners of his mouth, turned around and left, and said as he walked: "Let's go, I'll take you out." ”

When the disciples of Shengde Sect heard this, they immediately burst into joy, climbed two steps before they stood up, caught up with Song Zhen, and said behind Song Zhen:

"Under is the Gao Tingshi of Shengde Sect, who lives in Qingmu City, and Brother Song will be in the Leize Continent in the future, if there is anything that needs the help of the younger brother, I will go to the soup and ...... fire."

"yes, I see. ”

As soon as Song Zhen heard that Gao Tingshi had begun to put on the words "big brother" and "little brother", he directly interrupted him.

Song Zhen said secretly in his heart as he walked:

I, Song Zhen, a dignified man, stand up to the heavens and the earth, with a clear conscience, Zi Yi killed the twelve disciples of Shengdezong for no reason, which is already a great crime, how can I help her harm people again? Sooner or later, one day I, my second brother and the third brother will destroy Ziyi's soul, and it can be regarded as avenging their Shengdezong, if Xiao Xiao's soul is reborn, these people still do not relent, our three brothers will take it together, we are not afraid of the Thunder God Temple, will we be afraid of them?

* * * * * * * *

The soul control technique was transported, and the two magic soul elements of wind and water in the environment came slowly under the summoning and control of Zhao Qingfeng, and tightly wrapped Zhao Qingfeng who was sitting on the ground.

At the same time, a ray of pitch-black fire soul element came from the heart, it was the Netherworld Ghost Fire, the Netherworld Ghost Fire passed through the inner body of the law soul, and the two systems of law soul elements in the outside world were intertwined with each other, mixed together, repairing Zhao Qingfeng's internal injuries little by little, and also restoring Zhao Qingfeng's soul power......

In this way, two hours passed, the injuries in Zhao Qingfeng's body had healed, and most of the soul power of the law soul had recovered, and when Zhao Qingfeng was about to wake up, a trace of cool wind soul soul power, like an ice ray in the flames, was extremely eye-catching from the waist, drilled into his mind, and went straight to the depths of his soul.

Then, a pale cyan ethereal figure appeared in Zhao Qingfeng's soul, and just when Zhao Qingfeng was surprised, the illusory and ethereal figure made a faint sound, which resounded in Zhao Qingfeng's mind:

"After so many years, it's not easy for someone to finally wake me up, ......"

Zhao Qingfeng's mind was lively, and he immediately understood that he had met the soul of some senior, so he quickly put away his surprised thoughts, and asked respectfully from his heart:

"Hello this senior, in Xia Zhao Qingfeng, from the Netherworld Cave Mansion in the Hongjun Continent, I don't know what the seniors have to teach me?"

Zhao Qingfeng stabilized his mood and reported to his family, in order to avoid this unknown senior, he looked down on himself from the beginning, so he simply brought out his identity from the Netherworld Holy Land.

"Oh?" the senior voice said with a little surprise: "It turned out to be a young man from the Netherworld Cave Mansion, what is the relationship between you and Netherworld Walker Liao Chen?"

As soon as Zhao Qingfeng heard Liao Chen's name, he hurriedly responded: "What the predecessor said is the master of my father Zhao Ding, according to my father, he has passed away more than three hundred years ago, and he has entrusted the caretaker of the Netherworld Cave Mansion to my father. ”

Okay, since you said that Zhao Ding is Liao Chen's apprentice, then I had a relationship with him, at that time, I fought with Liao Chen for a day and a night, and the fat boy who stayed by Liao Chen's side should be Zhao Ding. ”

"Okay, okay, Zhao Ding is Liao Chen's old guy's apprentice, and now my soul has been awakened again by Zhao Ding's son, haha, is this fate?"

After hearing this, Zhao Qingfeng continued to ask respectfully: "Dare to ask the seniors, I don't know how the juniors woke you up?"

"Haha," the soul phantom smiled: "Old man, my name is Ling Jun, when I was alive, I was the master of the Wind God Temple, and I was an old rival with Liao Chen, but I didn't know each other if I didn't fight, we didn't know each other in several battles, and finally we had a lot of friendship." Holy Land Walker, it's really powerful, I, Ling Jun, as the strongest of the Wind God Temple masters in the past dynasties, can only be worthy of a tie in the battle. ”

Zhao Qingfeng didn't answer himself directly when he heard this soul phantom, but talked about his life experience, and he didn't interject, but when he heard that he was the master of the Qianfeng God Temple, he couldn't help but secretly sigh, and when he heard him praise the strength of the Netherwalker, Zhao Qingfeng couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"The previous hall masters of the Wind God Temple have a wish, that is, to kill the powerful demon beast, but due to the limited strength, it has not been able to do so, the old man, as the strongest generation of hall masters, naturally want to help the ancestors complete their will, so they led all the strong people of the Wind God Temple to embark on the road of slaying demons. ”

Powerful Demon Beast?Zhao Qingfeng knew after hearing that this powerful demon beast must be the secret of the Wind God Temple, so he was reluctant to say the name of the demon beast. Zhao Qingfeng had no desire to know their secrets, so he didn't ask, just continued to listen.

"Before leaving, that old guy from Liao Chen knew that I was going to be extremely dangerous, so he came to visit me and gave me a folding fan, and I took it with me. That demon beast is really powerful, and it is only with the strength of our whole temple that it can be killed, and the old man and I were also incurably injured at the same time. ”

Hearing Ling Jun's tone tremble slightly, Zhao Qingfeng knew that the battle of slaying demons at that time was indeed thrilling, and after such a long time, it still made him feel palpitations in retrospect.

"Before I was born, I exhausted my life's energy and created a set of wind soul skills, but I have not been able to perfect it, and when I slay the demon, at the moment of life and death, I suddenly had an epiphany, but afterwards I was injured by death, which is a pity. I have studied the way of soul cultivation for more than 300 years, and finally created this soul technique, but I have no chance to pass it on to future generations, how can I stop? ”

"Liao Chen rushed to hear the news, and at the last moment, helped me attach my soul to the folding fan he gave me, and promised me that one day when the Holy Land is opened, I will put it in the Netherworld Holy Land, and a powerful young soul master will definitely get it and inherit my mantle. ”

Zhao Qingfeng finally understood where this Ling Jun's soul came from, no wonder the wisp of wind soul appeared from his waist just now, it turned out that when Ling Jun was dying, he attached his soul to this folding fan on my waist.

"Hmph, I've slept until today. Ling Jun's soul continued to sigh:

"Not long ago, when you were fighting with others, your control of the wind soul soul power was exquisite, and when your wind soul power was extremely delicately wrapped in that folding fan and used it to ward off the enemy, I was awakened, and then your every move, all under my observation, whether in terms of strength or understanding, I am very satisfied with you!"

When Zhao Qingfeng heard this, he secretly said in his heart: This folding fan was snatched by Uncle Lu from the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, if the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord knew that there was such a secret hidden in the fan that had followed him for three hundred years, maybe he would go crazy.

"Thank you seniors," Zhao Qingfeng hurriedly said: "The juniors must live up to the expectations of their predecessors, and they will definitely make your self-created soul skills famous all over the world." ”

"Haha," Ling Jun knew that Zhao Qingfeng had already guessed that he was going to teach him his self-created soul technique, so he laughed and said:

"You kid, you really have a good brain, in that case, let's not talk about it, I'll teach it to you, concentrate and meditate, and get ready......"