Zong Feihan looked at Ye Xueyan with a ghost-like expression, his face was full of incredulity and impossibility, his expression was extremely interesting, and it was already distorted to the limit of human beings.

"You, you, what did you do to my Venerable Shengding, in the end, what the hell!" At this time, Zong Feihan couldn't stop looking at Ye Xueyan, he was sure that Ye Xueyan had not recovered his strength, and his body was still as there was almost no fluctuation of internal strength just now, but his breath was a little stronger than just now, but it was just the result of resting, but why, why could he catch his Zun Shengding so easily, and even control it.

At this time, not only Zong Feihan was thinking about this problem, Linghe, and everyone on the VIP stage was thinking about this problem, obviously Ye Xueyan had run out of oil, and Zong Feihan had an absolute advantage, but in the blink of an eye, the situation was completely reversed.

"Curious, hehe, then I'll tell you!" As he spoke, the faint white light on Ye Xueyan's body emanated, and a powerful vitality spread out on his body, and the Blood Moon Sword in his hand, there was a trace of white in the blood, it looked unusually holy and heroic, and that powerful aura was many times stronger than the Zun Shengding of Zhizong Feihan.

And under the suppression of this majestic aura, Zun Shengding suddenly became honest and abnormal, no matter how Zong Feihan called, it stayed in Ye Xueyan's palm honestly, and did not react at all, just like his grandson saw his ancestor, and the obedient could no longer be obedient.

"You, what is on you, why, why is there such a huge aura of Haoran?" Zong Feihan asked in horror.

"Oh, what did you use to open the instrument spirit of this holy tripod, then what is in my body. Ye Xueyan replied with a smile.

"The Holy Stone of Life, you have the Holy Stone of Life, no, such a huge aura of Haoran, which makes the Zun Shengding so frightened, you, you have the stone type of the Holy Stone of Life!?" Zong Feihan said in horror.

He boasted that he had a deep family background, but he had never heard of anyone who could give him the stone seed of the Life Sacred Stone, and at this time, Ye Xueyan gave him such an answer, how could he not be shocked? His Zun Shengding relied on the small piece of Life Sacred Stone given by Zhuo Yingzhe to awaken the machine spirit, but in front of Ye Xueyan, who had the Life Sacred Stone Seed, his Zun Shengding was not a threat from the beginning. Zhang Ziang, who tried his best to defeat, was a wedding dress made for Ye Xueyan from the very beginning, because in Ye Xueyan's opinion, he didn't have any threat in the first place!

"Hehe, Senior Brother Zong deserves to be the first person in my Hundred Refining Sect Intermediate Refiners, and he is not too stupid after all. Ye Xueyan replied with a smile.

Zong Feihan suddenly collapsed to the ground, he didn't expect that his self-proclaimed seamless design was actually a joke. But immediately, he laughed madly, he looked at Ye Xueyan's eyes, full of resentment, he jumped up, pulled up Linghe who was still lying on the ground, held Linghe's neck with one hand, and rubbed Linghe's plump chest with the other, laughing wildly:

"Hahaha, Ye Xueyan, I really thought that I, Zong Feihan, had been smart all my life, and I actually fell on you, but you won't win, because, you will die with me, no one can win me, no one!" As he spoke, a flash of fire flashed in Zong Feihan's hand, which directly ignited the bodies of himself and Linghe, and Linghe screamed in pain, extremely painful.

Zong Feihan looked at the Linghe in his arms and said gloomily: "Slut, I didn't expect it, even in the end, you have to be with me, you will never have a chance to see that waste Xiao Ding again!"

And all this fell in Ye Xueyan's eyes, he didn't say anything, just looked at all this indifferently, as if all this had nothing to do with him. The Venerable Saint Ding in his hand became red at this time, and the breath of destruction continued to rise from it, but Ye Xueyan still ignored it, and just held it with his hand, and the white light that originally shrouded it disappeared, turning into a golden-red light mixed with black.

"Senior Brother Grand, I really didn't expect that you would have the courage to burn the spirit of the soldiers, it seems that I am going to get to know you anew. However, all of this today actually has nothing to do with me, all of this is your own fault, and you deserve it! And your sins should be borne by yourself, and it has nothing to do with others!" As he spoke, the black and red light shrouded in the Zun Sheng Ding in Ye Xueyan's hand suddenly flourished, alternating bright, and the Zun Sheng Ding continued to hum and tremble in it, and there was a cyan light and shadow slowly detaching from it.

And the flames on Zong Feihan and Linghe's bodies slowly extinguished, Linghe hugged her shoulders in extreme pain, she felt that someone was pulling her soul away, that pain was from the soul, it was extremely painful, but even so, Linghe was enduring it, she knew that all this was done by Ye Xueyan, and vaguely guessed Ye Xueyan's purpose.

"No, no, you, you can't, how can you do it!" And Zong Feihan was already crazy at this time, Ye Xueyan had brought him too many surprises, the stone type of the Phoenix Flame Stone, the stone type of the Life Sacred Stone, and now, he was actually stripping the instrument spirit of his Natal Venerable Weapon, which was really unimaginable.

Ye Xueyan glanced at Zong Feihan indifferently, and he said slowly: "Why not, Senior Sister Linghe is not your instrument spirit in the first place, it was forcibly refined by you, I can naturally peel it off, Senior Sister Linghe, bear with it a little longer, soon, I will take you away from this demon!"

As he spoke, the black light on Ye Xueyan's body burst out, and nine black qi shot out behind him, turning into nine black rays that were wrapped around the cyan light and shadow of Linghe, like a nine-fingered demon claw tearing.

Finally, the Qingguang figure, which had already broken away from most of the top of the Zun Shengding, was detached from the Zun Sheng Ding with the help of the nine black mangs, and the Zun Sheng Ding let out a mournful roar, constantly making a "click" sound, and in an instant, it was covered with cracks, and the spiritual lotus that was originally in Zong Feihan's arms slowly disappeared. In front of Ye Xueyan's body, the nine black rays turned back and turned into a ball of light, and the black rays flowed on it, and a cyan figure could be faintly seen in it, quietly closing his eyes and falling asleep.

"Here you go!" Ye Xueyan threw his hand, and the Saint Ding that was full of cracks was thrown back by Ye Xueyan, Zong Feihan took it with his hand, and the Holy Ding shattered into countless pieces in his hand, Zong Feihan looked at the pieces in his hand, his eyes were full of despair.

"Zong Feihan, this is your retribution, you are narrow-minded, jealous of the virtuous, cruel to the same sect, do all kinds of evil, today, on behalf of the master, I will expel you from the Hundred Refining Sect! Then, these are for those who were hurt by you and you will be returned to you!" Ye Xueyan stuck the blood moon on the ground, and rushed directly towards Zong Feihan with his bare hands, although his internal strength has not yet recovered, but his body is strong enough, I don't know how many times stronger than Zong Feihan.

With a "bang" punch, Ye Xueyan hit Zong Feihan directly in the face, and Zong Feihan's eyes and nostrils spurted blood from the heavy punch, and he almost didn't catch his breath, stumbling backwards, and almost fell. He instinctively wanted to fight back, but he missed, and Ye Xueyan kicked him on the knee again, only to hear the sound of "crunch" and fracture, Zong Feihan screamed and fell.

Ye Xueyan was unforgiving, one flew and sat directly on Zong Feihan's body, like a street gangster, punching Zong Feihan's face hard one after another, and his originally good-looking face was swollen several times in a while, full of blood, and even his nose was gone, even if Zong Feihan could be saved from his life, the result of this disfigurement was estimated to be unable to escape.

Although this style of play is vulgar and does not have much skill, in Jing Jing's opinion, in the eyes of many disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect and people who know Zong Feihan's evil deeds, it is so relieving, so happy, and so hearty!

Ye Xueyan's violent beating lasted for nearly ten minutes before someone from the Refiner Guild rushed over to separate the two, and I don't know if they really reacted or if they intended to do so, anyway, Zong Feihan at this time was no longer human.

His limbs were broken and three limbs were broken, and his face had been beaten and he couldn't recognize him, and the worst thing was that when Ye Xueyan was pulled up by the people of the Refiner Guild, he was directly trampled on, and everyone didn't even see clearly, whether Ye Xueyan did it, or the people of the Refiner Guild took advantage of the chaos!

If it weren't for Zong Feihan's family, someone happened to come to watch the battle, I'm afraid Zong Feihan's life would be difficult to save, Zong Feihan's family made solemn representations to the Refiner Guild at that time, asking them to severely punish Ye Xueyan, but the Alchemist Guild's reply was very simple: there was a great risk in the refiner joint examination, especially the rematch, which everyone knew before coming to participate, and Zong Feihan did not express any intention of surrendering during the whole process, and the Refiner Guild was not easy to act rashly. made the faces of the Zong Feihan family pale, and after giving Zong Feihan a simple treatment, they left with hatred.

And Ye Xueyan, because of his fierce record, has become another genius after Zhuo Yingzhe who was crowned the first refining king for the first time by participating in the refiner joint examination, and his light is even brighter than Zhuo Yingzhe ten years ago, you know, ten years ago, Zhuo Yingzhe did not have strong opponents like Zhang Ziang and Zong Feihan.

After the ceremony, Ye Xueyan didn't stay long, he went straight back to the door and came to Jing Jing's room, when Jing Jing saw the soul of the spiritual lotus in the black ball in Ye Xueyan's hand, he couldn't help but burst into tears, this is the child she has always loved as a daughter, but she has suffered so much damage, it really makes her sad.

Linghe slowly woke up, she asked Ye Xueyan to release her, although she knew that after leaving the black ball, she would be able to survive in this world for an hour, but for her, it was enough. She first thanked Ye Xueyan, and then thanked Jing Jing for her teaching and nurturing grace, and then drifted away, because she knew that in this world, there was still someone waiting for her.

Although this continent is vast, under a spirit like Jing Jing, a single thought can be thousands of miles, and in a few thoughts, she has already come from the Refining God City to a small city on the south side of the continent.

The small city is not big, but it is entrenched in many forces, the strongest of which is the Xiao family, but a few years ago, the Liu family, the sworn enemy of the Xiao family, suddenly became strong and had the momentum to destroy the Xiao family. And at this moment, the eldest son of the Xiao family, Xiao Ding, who is known as the genius of refining, suddenly returned to the Xiao family, although for some reason, the Xiao family quickly stabilized the situation under his leadership, and had the intention of destroying the Liu family in one go.

Just when the Xiao family thought that they would soon be able to dominate the small city, the Liu family invited a mysterious foreign aid, he was extremely strong, he seemed to be a high-level martial emperor, as soon as he made a move, he smashed the weapon of Xiao Ding, the hope star of the Xiao family, and seriously injured Xiao Ding. Since then, Xiao Ding has been in a slump, and his strength has not improved an inch. After defeating Xiao Ding, the mysterious master disappeared, and the Liu family was no longer enough to destroy the Xiao family after losing this mysterious master, so the two families were in such a stalemate, and a fire broke out from time to time.

Today, after another fire, Xiao Ding and the Liu family's leaders had a big battle, both sides were injured, and both were extremely seriously injured, and I am afraid that in a short period of time, they will not be able to come back and fight again. Xiao Ding was lying alone in the room, his chest suddenly felt bored, and he suddenly coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of blood. This time, he was really hurt too badly, if his natal artifact was still there, how could he be found by the other party to lose both?

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the painting on the bedside. In the painting, there is a beautiful woman with the appearance of a country and a city, he looks at it obsessively, and the corners of his eyes gradually moisten.

He hated Zong Feihan who was far away in the Refining God City, even though they were once like brothers. But he didn't hate Zong Feihan's honey-bellied sword, he didn't hate him for causing him to be expelled from the sect, and he didn't even hate him for sending someone to smash his natal artifact. But he hated Zong Feihan for hurting Linghe, he loved Linghe so deeply, even if Linghe didn't love him, he always recalled her face countless times in his heart. And when he finally had the opportunity to get close to the goddess in his heart, Zong Feihan brutally killed him, which made him tremble. But Zong Feihan is too powerful, whether it is personal strength or identity background, it is not something he can compete with.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, picked up a bottle of wine on the table, poured it down, and then coughed heavily, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, he tortured himself so much, and he was extremely crazy in the battle, as if he didn't want to die, and even called "Xiao Ding who didn't want to die" in the small city and nearby thousands of miles, and the reason why he was like this was because he could no longer make progress, and he could no longer find Zong Feihan to avenge his beloved girl.

"You, are you okay?" A familiar gentle voice sounded in his ears, Xiao Ding suddenly woke up, he quickly turned around, and saw a figure in Tsing Yi standing there next to the bed, looking at him with tears in his eyes, his eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness.

Xiao Dingleng was stunned, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, he was not mistaken, this was the person he was haunted by, Linghe. His eyes were moist, and his long-term depression and constant fighting had made him old in just a few years, and he was only in his early thirties, but he already had gray hair at this time, but the only thing that remained unchanged was that he looked at Linghe's eyes, which were so gentle and full of love.

He pounced, hugged Linghe, and cried like a child, he knew that this might be a dream, but he hoped that this dream would never wake up, he kept talking, pouring out his thoughts about her, his love for her. And she just listened, smiling and silent, like a well-behaved new daughter-in-law listening carefully to what her beloved husband had to say.

An hour of time is coming soon, Linghe's body is already a little illusory, she gently held his head, and said to him: "Thank you, Xiao Ding, thank you for always loving me, just blame me for being too stupid before, if there is a next life, I must be your wife, and live happily with you, I'm sorry, I can only accompany you here, I'm leaving, I love you." ”

Linghe stepped forward and kissed affectionately, Xiao Ding froze, he never thought that he could kiss Linghe in his lifetime, her lips were so cold, slowly, this coldness disappeared, Xiao Ding closed his eyes, tears flowed down, he knew that this was the last time she came to see him, this time, she was truly gone forever.

For the first time, the first time after returning to the small city, Xiao Ding slept peacefully, sleeping so sweetly, so deeply, so much, he didn't have to worry about whether he still had to wake up.

Early the next morning, when a servant came in to clean up the room, he was horrified to find that Xiao Ding, the future head of their Xiao family and the number one master of the family, had passed away with a satisfied smile on his face and a happy expression that they had never seen before.

Three days later, in a small village 100,000 miles away from the city, in a large enclosed canyon, where generations of farming and few outsiders came, it was simply a paradise. The two farmer families next to each other sounded the cry of a baby almost at the same time, and the men of the two families were usually the best, but when they heard the cry of the baby, they immediately rushed in and laughed and came out.

"Lao Ling, I'm a son, what are you? An older middle-aged man asked.

The middle-aged man called Lao Ling said with a bitter face: "Brother Xiao, my mother-in-law is not angry, she is a bad one, alas." ”

"What are you talking about, what's wrong with your daughter, good daughter, in the future, your daughter will be my daughter, grow up, give me this son as a daughter-in-law, in the future, you will have a son and a daughter, I will have a son and a daughter, how good, how good, you are right. ”

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man surnamed Xiao, Lao Ling's face finally bloomed with a smile and said, "Okay, it's decided, in the future, let's be in-laws, kiss and kiss, good, good." ”

Saying that, the two middle-aged people laughed, and the happiness of a pair of children was so determined, and in the future, they will definitely live happily together in this paradise.