Rumble!

As soon as Ye Yichen's voice fell, the sky suddenly thundered!

The originally cloudless sky, at some point, was covered with black clouds!

The wind is surging, the lightning is thundering!

The electric snake is tumbling in the black clouds, and the thunder is bursting!

And, I don't know if it was a coincidence or other reason, these black clouds were densely hovering above the heads of the two of them, as if they were centering on something nearby, forming a whirlpool, which was slowly rotating.

Scare!

The young man surnamed Yin was originally standing in mid-air, but when Ye Yichen's sentence "You will definitely die" was spoken, his whole person was crooked, and he actually fell to the ground!

After maintaining his balance when he landed, the young man surnamed Yin looked at Ye Yichen in a daze.

At this time, Ye Yichen's eyes regained their calmness again.

But the young man surnamed Yin will never forget that scene......

What kind of look is that?

Indescribable!

The young man surnamed Yin didn't know how to describe Fang Cai's eyes, but he only knew that he didn't want to be seen by that kind of look again!

"Who the hell are you?!"

The voice of the young man surnamed Yin was full of fear, and for the first time in the pair of demonic green eyes, a look of panic appeared.

Someone who can have that kind of look is definitely not something he can handle!

The sect where the young man surnamed Yin is located, on the other side of the "Demon Barren Ridge", is called the "Soul Refining Sect", which is an evil sect that specializes in capturing people's souls to forcibly devour and increase the strength of their souls, or refining weapons and practicing martial arts!

The door style is bad, intrigues, killing people and goods, in order to go further on the road of cultivation, it can be said that he will do everything he can.

The young man surnamed Yin has been able to survive in it so far, relying on his keen intuition for danger!

After being glanced at by that kind of look, the young man surnamed Yin knew that this was definitely not someone he could deal with!

Almost at the same time as the words were spoken, the young man surnamed Yin immediately rose up in the fog and fled as fast as he could.

He is also sharp-eyed, from Ye Yichen calling him out in Jingning City, and the strength he has always shown. It was guessed that Ye Yichen might only be in the early stage of the Transformation Realm for the time being, and he would not be able to fly away, so he immediately chose the most advantageous way to escape.

Unfortunately, his estimates are still insufficient.

Ye Yichen looked at the fleeing figure of the young man surnamed Yin, his eyes were still as calm as before: "I was forced to be exposed, do you think you can escape?"

As soon as the words fell, I only heard the sound of "hum", as if a sword groaned.

An invisible force suddenly emanated from Ye Yichen's body.

The power of the soul!

"A sword, the waves turn over the clouds!" Ye Yichen lightly spit out these five words, and then put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, pointing towards the sky!

Rumble!

The black cloud that formed a whirlpool slowly swirled, as if it had found its target in an instant, with Ye Yichen as the center, hovering above his head, forming a black cloud whirlpool, with lightning and thunder inside, and thunder rolling!

Then, I saw Ye Yichen's sword pointing at the sky, pointing at the young man surnamed Yin, who had escaped hundreds of meters away!

Bang!

Between the black clouds, a bucket-thick bolt of lightning suddenly slashed down!

There is not the slightest hindrance.

The young man surnamed Yin, who escaped in the fog, was directly split by this thunderbolt and hit the ground with the true yuan cloud!

Subsequently, where the young man surnamed Yin fell, countless thunderbolts were densely split!

Boom, boom......

When the thunder lasted for half an hour, Ye Yichen slowly put away his sword fingers.

At the same time as he retracted his sword finger, the surrounding thunder and lightning stopped, and the black clouds slowly dispersed.

Ye Yichen stood in place, looked calmly in the direction of Jingning City, and said in a flat voice: "Do you show up by yourself, or do you want to be poorly invited." ”

As soon as Ye Yichen's voice fell, an old voice suddenly sounded outside the wilderness: "Don't dare to bother your predecessors." ”

The words fell, and in less than a moment, I saw an earthy yellow true yuan cloud floating in the palace of Jingning City, flying towards this side. After a stick of incense, the earthy yellow true yuan cloud reached the wilderness where Ye Yichen was, and then, an old man wearing an apricot yellow robe, a bun on his head, and yellow beard and yellow eyebrows slowly descended from high school.

When he fell to the ground, the old man in an apricot yellow robe bowed to Ye Yichen and said respectfully: "Junior Qin Hong, I have seen my seniors. ”

Ye Yichen looked at him calmly and said, "You have two choices now, one is to let Poor Dao plant means in your soul, as long as you have the idea of revealing Poor Dao's whereabouts and what you have just seen, your soul will automatically fly away." Then you go and erase all traces of poverty, whether it's human memories or whatever, in short. 2. ......"

"Juniors choose one!" Qin Hong said before Ye Yichen could say what the second was.

What is the second one, no need for Ye Yichen to say, he has already understood.

"Okay, open your soul. Ye Yichen didn't say anything else and said.

When Qin Hong heard this, he immediately opened his soul wholeheartedly.

Then I saw Ye Yichen's right hand stretched out, and his index finger and thumb were close together to form a sword finger, towards Qin Hong's eyebrows......

......

Half a month later, Nanfeng City.

The sky gradually became hazy, and an extremely oppressive aura emanated from nowhere, filling the entire Nanfeng City.

The people who came and went on the street, I don't know when, stopped one after another, looked up in unison, and looked in the same direction-the Ye Family Lord's Mansion.

At this time, in the Ye Family Lord's Mansion, the children of the family also forgot about the matter at hand, and looked at the sky above their heads in confusion. Above their heads, a huge black cloud swirled over, and an extremely depressed dullness permeated the hearts of the Ye family, reminding people of a sentence in the book.

Black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it!

Ye Xiaotian, Ye Qian, Ye Kun, and Ye Changqing gathered together, looking at the black clouds overhead, with a look of despair.

I only heard Ye Changqing muttering to himself in despair: "The wind is surging...... Commanding the power of heaven and earth...... Sacred ...... Sacred ...... Heaven is dead, my Ye family......"

As if in order to deliberately confirm Ye Changqing's words, when Ye Changqing's voice fell, an indifferent voice sounded in the minds of all the Ye family children:

"Two swords, overturning the rain!"

Bang!

Tick, tick, tick......

The pouring rain slanted down, and every drop was like a sword, hundreds of millions of raindrops fell from the black clouds, and hundreds of millions of swords fell!

In an instant, the Ye family's main mansion was flooded by the rain of swords......

......

On a mountain peak, two connected tombs.

A young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old was standing quietly in front of the two tombs at the moment, looking at the two clouds of chaotic smoke-like things floating above the two tombs, silent.

After a long time, I heard the young Taoist priest speak: "About a month ago, Chen Taizhong has already loosened his mouth and is ready to ignore the past. It's just ......" The young Taoist priest didn't say any more.

The two chaotic-colored smoke-like things trembled when they heard the words of the young Taoist priest.

Seeing this, the young Taoist priest's expression did not change, but he closed his eyes: "You don't have to comfort me, I'm fine." Having a son like me in this life has made you tired, and in the next life you will definitely have a son who will make you proud. ”

Two clouds of chaotic smoke trembled again.

The young Taoist priest shook his head: "I really don't deserve your pride. ”

The two clouds of chaotic-colored smoke trembled again, and this time they trembled for a long time, a long time for a stick of incense.

The young Taoist priest was silent again.

It wasn't until a long time later that he spoke again: "Reincarnation, your soul has reached its limit." ”

......

When Qin Shaobing woke up, he looked at the imperial tent above his head, and there was a trace of doubt between his eyebrows, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

He is the sixteenth son of Emperor Ningguo, known as the sixteenth prince, because he was seriously ill when he was young, so he has been living in the deep palace, and has not gone out much, only an old mother to take care of. It was only recently that his illness was completely cured.

On the day that his serious illness was completely cured, his father summoned him to go to the study early this morning, and he didn't know what was going on.

However, when his father summoned him, Qin Shaobing did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly asked people to serve and wash, and after dressing neatly, he drove towards the study.

"Xiao Lan, you remember that you owe me ten big baked cakes!"

"Got it!"

When he arrived at a place where the palace maids lived, suddenly, the conversation between the two palace maids came out from within the wall, and Qin Shaobing almost subconsciously paused, and there was a look of doubt behind him.

Seeing this, the eunuch who accompanied him asked, "Your Highness, what's the matter? Did those two palace maids disturb Your Highness? I'll send someone to teach them a lesson!"

Qin Shaobing shook his head: "No, I just feel that the word 'baked cake' is somewhat familiar...... Let's go see my father. ”

With that, Qin Shaobing took a step forward and headed towards the study......