Yu Feng's expression became heavier and heavier, and her brows were tightly locked as she looked at Qinghui in her hand.

At this moment, he began to be a little confused, a long sigh came out of his throat, and his eyes looked at Yan Yun like the sharpest blade, "I self-destructed the meridians, will you really let her go again?" ”

Hearing this, Yan Yun shook his head gently, "No, I just want to see you suffer." ”

At this time, Duocai's voice sounded, and his voice was slightly indifferent, "His formation can trap the souls of the dead here to generate Yin Spirit Qi, so he will choose to set up a formation here." ”

No wonder the host gains merit.

Yan Yun sneered, she thought of those people, who died because of him when they lived, and when they died, they would be trapped here by him as a tool.

Qinghui was bound by her spiritual power and couldn't move, she looked at Yu Feng, her eyes were a little confused, but she became firm in an instant, "Master, don't need to save me, I don't want to be a prop used by bad guys to threaten you." ”

As soon as her words came out, Yu Feng felt overwhelmingly helpless and desolate, "She has no memory of Qinghui, she is a brand new person, and everything in the past is my fault, if you are willing to let her go, I will atone for all this." ”

"In the past, she did something wrong, I have sealed her for a hundred years as a punishment, and now she has done nothing"

"Does it still make sense for you to say this?"

Yan Yun interrupted him and couldn't help but sneer, "Isn't she the beneficiary?" Should all of us suffer this for the sake of her resurrection? ”

"Her existence is a mistake."

Her words made Yu Feng speechless, and then his face was covered with gloom, and a look of paranoia appeared in his eyes.

Yan Yun looked at him quietly, did not rush to make a move, nor did he open his mouth to urge, as if he was waiting for something.

Of course he won't watch her die, since that's the case, then let him kill her with his own hands!

I saw that he was silently chanting some incantation in his mouth, Yan Yun couldn't hear it, but Qinghui, who was imprisoned by her, suddenly knelt on the ground, and her smart and beautiful little face was full of pain.

Qinghui only felt as if countless ants had been drilled into her brain, densely gnawing at her own flesh and blood, and even her soul seemed to be forcibly pulled out, and she couldn't help but scream in a low voice.

Qinghui looked at Yu Feng with a hint of pleading and indescribable sadness in his eyes.

Looking at her eyes, Yu Feng silently lowered his head and couldn't bear to look at it again.

The whole process was only a few seconds, and the little girl beside her was silent, and collapsed limply on the ground, and he was counterattacked, and blood surged up from his chest, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Looking at the silent Qinghui, he felt cold, cold to the bone marrow.

When Yu Feng's cold gaze fell on Yan Yun, who seemed to be smiling, he looked into her eyes and suddenly understood why she was talking so much nonsense to himself

Yan Yun has been forcing him, forcing him to choose the most extreme method on this desperate road.

She wants to see him suffer, to see his hopes in vain, and to see that Qinghui, whom he spent countless efforts to rescue, was killed by his own hands.

Yu Feng's palms clenched suddenly, his face was full of anger, he wanted to kill her, trap her soul here forever, and atone for Qinghui!

Under the extreme sorrow, Yu Feng's skill was even more fierce than Fang Cai, and the ground was heavily opened into a deep ravine by him, and she jumped lightly, overlapping with the dust and black soil in the sky to avoid.

Yu Feng's aura was faintly black with it, and even the sword aura that swept over was very fierce.

His Dao heart was completely broken.

Sensing this change, Yan Yun really wanted to have another magic talisman to make this Venerable who boasted of saving the world when he was young become the demon he hated the most.

Her long sword was like a swimming dragon, and it turned into thousands of invisible swords at her will, trapping the angry Yu Feng.

That wisp of golden light lingered in it, trapping Yu Feng, who was about to enter the demon, tightly trapped in it, and no matter how he attacked, it was difficult to break through.

He began to become impatient, his eyes glowing with a faint red light, and Yan Yun took in all of this.

She understood that at this time, she was not alone, but all, the anger and unwillingness of the soul trapped here by him.

In a trance, Yu Feng seemed to see familiar faces one after another, and they were asking him why.

He spat out another mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees with a sword.

Where they couldn't see, Qinghui, who had lost her life, moved her fingers slightly, she barely opened her eyes, stood up tremblingly, and faced Yu Feng in the midst of the storm.

Yu Feng stabilized his body and swept all this away with a wave of his sleeves, but in the next second, he was trapped again, and the questions in his ears made him feel confused and depressed like Sanskrit sounds.

"The qi in Qinghui's body is formed by these yin spirit qi, Yu Feng killed her, that is, he extracted these yin spirit qi and broke his own formation with his own hands, once this forbidden technique is broken, it will be greatly counterattacked."

Duocai explained.

Yan Yun came to Yu Feng in an instant.

This time, it was she who looked down at him.

Wisps of faint blue light wrapped around the sword pointed straight at the other party's throat, and the faint blue light wrapped around his neck.

Yu Feng laughed at herself, raised her eyes to look at Yan Yun, her hair was flying arrogantly, although her face was pale, her eyes were as firm and powerful as a mountain stone.

Her spiritual power tightened inch by inch, and seeing his stagnant gaze, she smiled and said, "Xianjun, you can't imagine that you will be trampled under the feet of an ant like me." ”

When he sat under the high platform and treated her as a pet to kill at will, would he think of today?

Her smile was full of the contempt he had seen her, and her eyes looked like a knife hidden, forcing him to remember the past.

"In that case, then you will go to hell with the deity!"

When Yu Feng said this, he was already reluctant, and there was deep disgust and madness in his eyes.

He wants to blow himself up, and he wants to drag Yan Yun to die together.

"No, you don't have a chance."

Yan Yun chuckled, and in the next second, he only heard a "flutter", and a sword turned into demonic qi passed through his dantian.

The color of pain overflowed Yu Feng's face, but he didn't care about the pain in his body, and turned to look behind him incredibly.

Qinghui looked at him expressionlessly, and the demonic qi in his hand had not yet been withdrawn.

All the pain in Fang Cai was not so intense, and his heart seemed to be clenched so that he could not breathe, and he could not believe what was in front of him, "How can you." Kill me.

What is the difference between destroying his dantian and killing him?

"You kill my whole clan, why do you think I won't kill you."

Qinghui buried the emotions in his eyes and snorted coldly.

She had already recovered her memory, but how could she kill Yu Feng with her body at this time?

Yu Feng is not a demon, how can he know that even if the demonic qi in her body is purified, she will always be a demon, once the yin spirit qi is extracted, that is the time for her to return.

Similarly, she who lost her Yin Spirit Qi would not live long.

Therefore, the moment she was caught by Yan Yun, she took the risk to transmit the voice to her and informed Yan Yun of the formation breaking method.

Pumping out the Yin Spirit Qi in her body and letting Yu Feng kill herself with her own hands is the way to break the formation, and Yu Feng will definitely suffer a huge backlash.

Let him be killed by his beloved's own hands, Yan Yun is naturally happy to see it.

(End of chapter)