"Boy, let go of your divine soul to communicate with the Ice Thorn Immortal Vine, the old man is dead, and he will send you a great creation, even if it is to make up for this creation for you, even if it is your protection for my bloodline clan." The voice said.

Han Qing's eyes flashed, where was he willing to let go of his divine soul at will.

It is possible that this Xue Clan's slashing ancestor will be in this space, as long as he coaxes him to let go of his divine soul, and then take advantage of it to be reborn. ap.

At this time, the Xue Clan Ancestor seemed to see through Han Qing's scruples and said, "You don't have to worry, if the old man wants to take your body, he can do it when your soul blood controls the Cold Ice Thorn Immortal Vine."

Han Qing's heart moved, and he said, "Since this is the case, then tell the juniors, what kind of creation is it?"

"The old man gave you some insights, and with your qualifications, it is not a big problem to embark on the road of slashing. And, with this level of understanding, you will be able to pry the cracks and lay a strong foundation for your future sins." At this point, the vicissitudes of life were suddenly covered by a roar.

I saw that in the hole, there was a sudden endless suction, sucking everything around it.

Han Qing was shocked, and he didn't care about any great things, so he left directly with the Sky Breaking Talisman.

It's just that he found out that when this space is imprisoned, it will be infused with new breath, which can't be cut at all.

At this time, Han Qing turned a hundred thoughts in his heart and had already made a decision.

"Then I'll let go of my soul now." Han Qing said loudly.

Suddenly, in the spirit he let go, he immediately had an induction with those few cold spirit thorn vines.

However, they have been beheaded and left a mark that cannot be broken at all.

Han Qing had a lot of thoughts in his mind and immediately made a decision.

"I'm going to let go of my spirit." Han Qing said loudly.

Immediately, several Ice Thorn Immortal Vines rapidly grew in the direction of the Earth Temple.

It didn't take long for them to appear in front of Han Qing and wrap him up.

At the same time, countless Ice Immortal Thorns pierced into front of the withered corpse from all directions.

Han Qing's body trembled, as if he and his withered body were completely dissolved in the temple.

Han Qing's face turned pale, and he felt that an extremely violent power exploded in the sea of divine consciousness, and his divine soul seemed to be torn to pieces.

At this moment, Han Qing's mouth opened and let out a painful scream.

His whole body was twitching, twisting, and expanding, as if in the next second, this body was about to explode.

And at this moment, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly rose into the sky, as if it was about to explode.

There was even an extremely terrifying attraction, rising from Han Qing's body.

As soon as this breath appeared, it shook the heavens and the earth.

That's not asking, it's beheading.

Han Qing's body trembled, and in the midst of the sea of knowledge, a voice appeared trembling.

"Old man Xue Qingyue, the sixth generation ancestor of the Xue clan, the wind of the wilderness blew a thousand years ago, and he has been enlightened since then."

"Also on that day, the old man personally cut out the first root of evil."

As these words appeared in Han Qing's sea of divine consciousness, a storm suddenly formed in the sky.

Inside, however, there was a figure walking forward.

"The clansmen of the Xue clan must remember my name, my name is Xue Qingyue. Born in heaven and earth, raised in heaven and earth, as soon as it comes out of its mother's womb, it has deep roots."

"And the old man's knife is cutting off the root of the child's sin."

"Cut off the roots of your children's iniquity, and forge the art of slashing iniquity, Storm."

The brain was constantly reverberating, and a strong wind was blowing all around.

And the terrifying national absorption power in the cave was immediately blown away by this storm.

At this time, this kind of storm is swept in all directions, and there is no way to avoid it.

The knotted demon beasts, the monks, all screamed and spurted blood.

The rest of them all retreated, and then stared blankly at Flying Snow City, presumably the snow inside was deeper.