Bu Fan and Ruoqiong walked towards the Ling Mansion together, and after Bu Fan's Liwei just now, no one stopped them.

Soon, Bu Fan saw the Ling Mansion from afar, and it was not as majestic as he imagined, just a small wooden house similar to a villa, with white trees planted around the outer wall.

"This is the Ling Mansion?" If it weren't for the fact that he saw the fairly spacious gate that was built, Bu Fan would have thought that this was just an ordinary person.

"This is Ling Ruoxi's home, and Uncle Ling lives here!" Ruoqiong said.

"Linzhou is different from Shenzhou, the monks of the hundred tribes here are willing to be close to nature rather than focusing on enjoyment!" Ruoqiong added.

Bu Fan was silent, he really didn't expect that the Ling family, who once controlled the entire Yulin City and the current Linzhou co-master, looked like just an ordinary household.

Bufan took another look at it carefully, then stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door.

"Is anyone there?" Bufan's voice was not loud, but it was uttered with the power of the source, so that the people in the courtyard could hear it.

Soon, an old feathered man opened the door and looked up at Bufan.

"Who are you?" asked the old feather.

"I'm Bu Fan, from Chixian Shenzhou, and I'm here to meet Uncle Ling!" said Bu Fan respectfully.

"Monk of Chixian Shenzhou!" The old feather man's face changed, and his eyes, which had originally looked cloudy, seemed to brighten up a little.

At this time, Ruoqiong also walked out from behind Bufan.

"Hello Steward Ling!" Ruoqiong was greeting the old feather man.

"Young master!" After Lao Yuren saw Ruoqiong, his face softened significantly, like a kind old man.

However, Bu Fan clearly felt that a powerful aura erupted from this old feather man just now, definitely surpassing Zhan Shen and even surpassing the old monster Feng Long who Bu Fan had seen that almost plunged Shenzhou into a catastrophe.

"If the Ling Mansion is really strong, a housekeeper is so powerful, how strong will their family master be? Can you open the gate of hell and bring Ling Ruoxi back?" Bu Fan actually felt a trace of excitement in his heart.

Ruoqiong seemed to have discovered Bufan's state, and stretched out her hand to pull the corner of Bufan's clothes, so that Bufan calmed down.

"We brought Ruoxi back and want to see Uncle Ling!" Ruoqiong said, with a hint of sadness on her face.

"Ruoxi is back, where is she?" said Lao Yuren, his eyes cloudy, and at the same time he looked behind Ruoqiong, but he didn't see Ling Ruoxi's figure, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Ruoxi, she's dead!" Ruoqiong said.

"How is it possible!" Old Yuren's eyes lit up again, and an inexplicable pressure enveloped Bufan.

"Old butler, don't get me wrong, Bu Fan is not the murderer who killed him!" Ruoqiong stopped in front of Bu Fan, and a phantom of the vicissitudes of the ancient tree emerged from Ruoqiong's body, blocking the momentum that Lao Yuren burst out.

"Hmph, why did you help this Shenzhou monk, I saw a trace of Ruoxi's ghost before his death, he definitely had something to do with Ruoxi's death!" The old feather man's eyes became brighter, and even his dark pupils had begun to turn golden.

Its old body seemed to regain its vitality in an instant, and six pairs of wings behind it opened at the same time.

The four wings of Linzhou Yuren represent Zhanshen, the eight wings represent the sealing of dust, the ten wings represent the return to the source, and what about the twelve wings?

"The Feather Clan of the Peak Realm?" Bu Fan's face changed and changed! At the same time, he was shocked that Ruoqiong dared to do so.

Ruoqiong was just a small Spreading God Realm cultivator, but the ancient tree she had conjured up could actually sway under the huge pressure of this twelve-winged feather human race, and it was very difficult for Bu Fan to do this.

"Steward Ling, stop it, I can't hold on anymore!" Ruoqiong's face turned red, and the swaying of the ancient wood in her body became even more powerful.

Bu Fan couldn't sit still, the reincarnation of life and death seal was typed, the two ancient words 'life' and 'death' exuded a huge origin of life and death, and at the same time, the snowflake mark on Bu Fan's chest brightened, and a snow fluttered in front of the Ling Mansion, revolving around Bu Fan and Ruoqiong, and under the pressure of this snow falling and the old feather man, Bu Fan suddenly felt that the snowflakes around him were converging around his body, and a trace of light blue origin power flowed into his body.

"Old butler, stop it!" Ruoqiong shouted, the ancient tree swaying even more, and it seemed that it might not be able to hold on at any time.

Lao Yuren also seemed to be afraid of her, the young master, and the pressure on her was suddenly relaxed, but the pressure on Bu Fan's body suddenly became huge.

A storage bag flew out of Bufan's body and was grabbed by Lao Yuren's hand, and then Ling Ruoxi's body appeared in front of Lao Yuren, suspended in the air, and at the same time, Murong Jifeng's body was also suspended next to Ling Ruoxi's corpse.

"Xi'er!" the old housekeeper actually shed tears for Ling Ruoxi.

The movement at the door of the Ling Mansion naturally couldn't hide the people inside the Ling Mansion, and the Ling family's family and Ling Ruolin both came to the door, looking at the old housekeeper of the Feather People who exuded huge pressure.

"Uncle, mourning!" a sixteen-winged feather man came behind the old feather man, patted the old feather man on the shoulder, and suppressed all the origin power in his body.

Lao Yuren felt the pressure coming from behind, and in the end, he could only sigh, and the twelve pairs of wings were withdrawn, and he turned around decadently and walked towards the Ling Mansion.

"I want you to bring her back to life. The old man left a word, leaving a declining figure.

"Uncle Ling!" Bu Fan felt his pressure relaxed, looked at the Ling family, which was very similar to Ling Ruolin, and couldn't help but give a junior salute.

"How did Ruoxi die, who is he?" The head of the Ling family looked very calm just now, but after the old feather man left, he suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum, and all the soul power of the sixteen-winged feather man shrouded Bu Fan's body, making Bu Fan breathless.

But after Bu Fan saw him pointing his hands at Murong Jifeng and wanting to destroy his body, Bu Fan's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Don't hurt Jifeng, otherwise Ruoxi will hate you for the rest of your life even if you are resurrected!" Bu Fan roared, the reincarnation seal of life and death was suppressed in his body and could not be punched at all, and the snowflakes around his body were oppressed and flew around Bu Fan.

Bu Fan clearly felt a huge burst of light blue origin power flowing down the meridians of his body into an ancient character.

Seventy-seven and forty-nine ancient characters, Bu Fan only understands life and death, and he can only use the origin of life and the origin of death.

Now, he suddenly realized that what is not lacking in this water forest state is the power of water.

And this ancient word that will awaken is water.

Snow is also made by freezing water.

The ancient word for water brightened in Bufan's body, and finally turned pale blue, like a pale blue amber.

At the same time, the ancient character of water resonated with the water origin power of Linzhou, and the huge water origin power dyed Bu Fan's body a light blue, and the momentum oppressed by the head of the Ling family had been reduced a lot for him.

However, the Ling family head's finger had already pointed at Murong Jifeng's corpse.

"Ruoxi has too many soul thoughts on him, only by destroying him, I can collect Ruoxi's soul thoughts, and I can bring back her soul!" said the head of the Ling family ruthlessly.

Bu Fan couldn't be silent any longer, even if the head of the Ling family was a powerful sixteen-winged feather, Bu Fan had to fight.

The seal of the reincarnation of life and death was punched out, and the ancient character of 'water' that he had just realized was also typed out by Bu Fan, wanting to protect Murong Jifeng.

However, these three ancient characters still looked too weak, and the head of the Ling family bounced these three ancient characters back into Bu Fan's body with a finger, making Bu Fan vomit blood.

"You can't do this!" Bu Fan was ruthless, Murong Jifeng was his best brother, and for the sake of his brother, he was willing to die.

The Fallen God Knife was taken out by Bu Fan, and the bone-colored blade surface revealed the glow of soul devouring, and the aura on it made the Ling family head afraid of three points.

"Cultivator of Shenzhou?" the eyes of the Ling family head narrowed.

"Shenzhou has been in decline for thousands of years, how can it still have such a powerful weapon. The head of the Ling family muttered to himself.

"However, even if this knife is very special, it can't stop me!" The sixteen pairs of wings of the Ling family master suddenly burst into flames, and a halo of light burst out from his body, enveloping Bu Fan's body, and firmly sealing him.

Bufan struggled, but he couldn't move, and the Fallen God Knife seemed to have lost contact with him.

"Don't!" Ruoqiong shouted, wanting to stop her, but she was sealed by the head of the Ling family like Bufan.

"No one can change my decision!"

A sharp finger directly pointed at Murong Jifeng, if it was pointed, Murong Jifeng had no hope of resurrection.

Bu Fan was very compassionate, he felt a sense of powerlessness, and the source power of water continued to flow into his body, and he actually reached the realm of spreading his spirit.

However, for the head of the Ling family, the Zhanshen Middle Realm is just a fat ant, and one finger is still suppressed.

His fingers were about to reach Murong Jifeng's body, Bu Fan closed his eyes, he wanted to remember Murong Jifeng's last appearance clearly.

But just as the fingers of the head of the Ling family were about to fall on Murong Jifeng's body, Murong Jifeng's body suddenly erupted with a fierce aura, and an ancient sword suddenly flew out of Murong Jifeng's body.

"Zhuxian Ancient Sword!" Even if the head of the Ling family was a Linzhou monk, he still heard of the prestige of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

"Legend has it that countless immortals have been killed, but you can only kill immortals, no one is in charge, you are just a weapon!" The head of the Ling family did not want to save Murong Jifeng from death because of the appearance of the Zhuxian Sword.

And the Zhuxian Ancient Sword seemed to have a spirit, knowing that it was no match for this terrifying Sixteen-Winged Feather Human Clan, the sword body trembled slightly, Murong Jifeng's body suddenly moved, and three sword shadows suddenly flew out of Murong Jifeng's body.

These three ancient swords are the Killing Immortal Sword, the Trapping Immortal Sword, and the Absolute Immortal Sword.

The four swords hung on the four sides of Murong Jifeng's body, forming a Zhuxian Sword Array, and the huge killing aura enveloped the entire Yulin City.

"The legendary sword of taking the precision of hardware, smelting it with the fire from the center of the earth, quenching it with the water of the cold pool, and then using eighty-one kinds of world-class poisons into the furnace to nourish its fierce qi, and eighty-one rare elixirs to nourish its aura, when it comes out of the oven, is it the Zhuxian Sword Formation that makes the Dao Immortal really martyred sword?"

"It's just a legend, Zhu Immortal is out of all immortals! I'm not an immortal, I'm better than your legendary immortals!" The Ling family master's sixteen wings shook violently, and his body turned into a white light and pounced on the Zhu Immortal Sword Array.

"Just let me see this Zhuxian Sword Array!" The head of the Ling family pounced in, and the rolling fierce spirit qi flooded the place, and the seal of Bu Fan and Ruoqiong was automatically unlocked, but they didn't dare to act rashly, because a random fierce qi in the Zhuxian Sword Formation could wipe them out.

The sword array rotated, and the sigh of the head of the Ling family came out: "The Zhuxian Sword Formation is really the most powerful killing soldier in the legend, and it can be done without anyone leading, just the side of the guard I can't crack."

The head of the Ling family retreated from the Zhuxian Sword Array, and the Zhuxian Sword Array returned into four swords, and submerged into Murong Jifeng's body.

"His body has been manipulated by the sages of Shenzhou, I can't kill him, but you, why do you have Ruoxi's soul thoughts before death?"

After Bu Fan heard the words of the head of the Ling family, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Being manipulated by the sages of Shenzhou may be the work of the mysterious Li Jing's predecessors, he must not be just an ordinary cultivator of the Divine Realm. Bufan thought to himself. At the same time, he said: "Ruoxi and Jifeng were killed by the people of the Soul Clan in Shenzhou in order to find me, and it was all because of me!"

"You're not lying?"

"Why should I lie!"

"I don't believe it, the people of Shenzhou are so scheming. The Ling family master's huge soul power suddenly surged towards Bu Fan, and the huge soul power turned into needles and threads and probed into Bu Fan's body, but in just a moment, the Ling family master's soul power retreated from Bu Fan's body in embarrassment.

"Damn Divine Monk, what the hell are you doing!"

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