Burning oneself is often praised and even praised, but it is rarely imitated. Most of the people are willing to be spectators who add a few sticks of firewood, warm up with other people's stories, warm a pot of wine by the fire, talk about the heroes of the world, the gains and losses of success or failure, and stay shrewd, but they often don't even bother to clean up the embers after these stories burn.

Seeing that Yu Guhuai began to challenge Yuan Zhen in a way that burned himself, many people around him began to cheer for him in various ways.

"Yuan Zhen was stripped of his skin by the Soul Purification Envoy, and was suppressed by the Prison Envoy for several years, he has long been a strong outsider, and he will die when he comes out!"

"He's just relying on the Soul Purification Hall that we can't enter, and he's willing to be a monkey in a cage. ”

"He was lucky to climb the high branch of the Soul Purifier, and he still wanted to kill his father-in-law, which was really punished by everyone. ”

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Pei Hanyan's sharp voice was like a golden sword shattering, and it was like Kunyu shattering, instantly overshadowing all the hoarse ridicule.

Yuan Zhen fixed his mind and withdrew from his emotions for no reason, he didn't have anger, no despair, and he didn't even have the slightest anger, but he felt more curious about himself. "If you know my wife, and you know her death, you will know me. So, tell me a little bit about what kind of person I am!"

The words were finished, and Yuan Zhen was in front of Yu Guhuai, and before Yu Guhuai could react, he saw a finger inserted straight into his eyebrows. In Yu Guhuai's pupils, there was nothing else but this finger, and his mind couldn't help but take it. Fortunately, the purple light of the bracer in his hand flashed, driving him to instinctively slash with his sword, as if cutting through a curtain, and the world spread out again in front of his eyes. Yu Guhuai staggered a few steps, and then retreated abruptly, a little more embarrassed than being teased by Pei Hanyang's brothers and sisters.

"This sword is really good. "Yuan Zhen didn't know that Yu Guhuai's wrist guard was miraculous, but this sword had the effect and power of destroying delusion.

Yu Guhuai didn't talk, held the hilt of the sword with both hands to stabilize it, and led the sword again, and wiped it in front of Yuan Zhen with a wrong footstep, the sword qi declined and revived, just a few zhang distance, as if piercing more than a dozen thick walls, not reducing its momentum, but increasing its might, heavy and heavy like enveloping the wind and thunder of heaven and earth.

Yuan Zhen bowed to Yugu Huaiwei, which was regarded as a salute. The right toe gently drew a semicircle and retreated half a step, the right hand was hidden behind the waist, the left hand was vertically palmed, and the fingertips of the fingers and thumbs were gently matched, and then turned the hand, slowly pushed, and waved the sleeve robe, as if brushing off a tree in front of him. I saw that there were bright yellow petals converging on Yugu Huai's sword, and the petals pulled out of thin air a golden silk thread, tightly entangling the sword body. Yu Guhuai found that the sword in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and it was difficult to advance an inch, so he was ruthless, and with a broken cry, the green tendons on his head and neck burst out, and the robes were flying, and the golden silk threads on the fabric of the shirt were like living snakes swimming out, and a bright yellow net that kept shaking bloomed behind him, like a huge tail screen opened by a peacock, which was not only spectacular, but also more soul-grabbing. Yu Guhuai pressed his shoulder against the hilt of the sword, and stabbed forward with all his strength, and the golden silk thread behind him swept towards Yuanzhen like a torrent.

Before Yuan Zhen could make a move, the motionless mummy on the ruins made a move with both hands, and a gray-white linen screen also opened behind him, surging towards the golden torrent driven by Yugu Huai like a huge wave of the river and sea. As soon as they came into contact, there was the sound of gold and iron resonating, and the sound of corrosion and wear permeated. After a while, the two torrents gradually became entangled, and the gray and white gradually mixed with a little golden light, which was very beautiful. Yu Guhuai's face changed drastically, his pale cheeks trembled, and he tried to manipulate the golden thread to get out of the entanglement of the linen ball, but unexpectedly, the cloth ball rushed towards him instead. He couldn't care about controlling the silk thread anymore, so he quickly took off his shirt and threw it away. The garment was devoured in an instant, and then the cloth returned to the mummy and wrapped itself. The whole process was so fast that no one could see what the mummy was without the cloth.

Yu Guhuai avoided the mummy far away, and threw the long sword in his hand towards Yuan Zhen angrily, and inserted it obliquely at Yuan Zhen's feet. He took off his scabbard and slammed it on the ground, turned around and walked away without saying a word, and disappeared at the end of the long street in a short time.

"Hahaha, look, I'll just say that this Yu Guhuai is humiliating himself. Even his clothes were stripped of him. If you eggs also beat Brother Yuan's idea, maybe you won't even be able to keep your pants, and you'll have to walk birds all over the street!haha!"

"Oh, brother!" As soon as Pei Hanyan opened his mouth, it was like a hundred flowers blooming, refreshing people's hearts.

It's just such a pleasant voice, but there is no way to dispel everyone's fear of Pei Hanyang, and they are all silent. The faces of the surrounding people who were coaxing when Yuguhuai challenged Yuan Zhen were particularly embarrassed.

"Haha, Brother Yuan, I have long heard that you are highly skilled, and you have never had a chance to help, I happen to be in this mood today, we might as well get close!"

Before the words fell, Pei Hanyang walked towards the place where Yuan Zhen was standing, and his momentum was like a mountain collapse, and the ill-fitting purple robe hanging on his body was shattered in three or two steps, and the black-purple armor constructed by the transformation of qi on the surface of his body continued to grow and thicken from the skin. The black light on the armor is like iron casting, and the black flame on the outside of the armor is surging like a demon lotus. The two fierce tigers behind them roared on their backs, as if they wanted to drive the sky and swallow the sun, and turned into two shoulder armors on their shoulders. On the breastplate, the fierce beast opened its bloody mouth, its mouth was white jade Ruyi, and its eyes were red and shining, as if it could see through people's hearts. The cockroach kisses its legs, running like stepping on the tide of the sea, and the momentum is huge. Pei Hanyang stepped on the ground suddenly, and countless black and purple flames gushed out from the ground, spreading out like water waves, rising several zhang high, and already forming a small world with a radius of dozens of zhang, isolating Yuan Zhen from him, and it was difficult for the outside world to intervene in it. Then he pulled out a red and black stone pillar with magma flowing from the ground, and smashed it towards Yuanzhen. Above the stone pillar, under the magma, the black light scorched and bloomed, and it had already turned from stubborn stone to corundum!

The black flames under Yuanzhen's feet were like maggots on tarsal bones, spreading to him, and their momentum was like ink soaking into sand, slow but firm. When the soles of the shoes were slightly burnt and the slight tingling sensation under his feet penetrated from the nerves, Yuan Zhen's heart, which was far from being invaded by the black flames, suddenly burst into a slight fire. He closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, put his palms together, and then changed his palms into sword fingers, and his left thumb, ring finger and little finger clasped the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and a golden sword-wielding troll appeared behind him, and he received a full blow from Pei Hanyang. When Pei Hanyang lifted the stone pillar again, the stone pillar had been shattered by the invisible sword qi three feet above the troll's head. He roared wildly, and the light of gold and jade condensed on his fists, and he smashed around Yuanzhen, and his sound was like thunder falling from nine heavens, and it was as menacing as a boulder shaking the ground.

Yuan Zhen closed her eyes and didn't move, and Pei Hanyang's fists and feet hit the golden troll, causing it to ripple constantly, as if the water on the eaves was ticking into a deep pool. Pei Hanyang still didn't make a contribution after bombarding dozens of hundreds of shots, a low roar came from his throat, and a phantom shadow attached to his face was released from the slapstick on his chest, and blood-colored flames suddenly ignited in his eyes, his height exploded by several feet, the muscles on his back bulged, and he grabbed the neck of the golden troll outside Yuan Zhen's body with both hands and pulled it out fiercely, grabbed his head and threw it away. The golden troll finally turned into pieces of light and disappeared. Pei Hanyang took a step forward and tightly wrapped Yuan Zhen from behind, his arms like two mountains slowly closing together, wanting to turn everything in the middle into powder. It's just that before the two mountains could be encircled, the way was blocked.

Yuan Zhen opened her eyes, the electric light flashed in her eyes, her shoulders sank slightly, she stretched out her hands and grabbed one of Pei Hanyang's wrists, and threw Pei Hanyang out with a twist of her back. Before he landed, Yuan Zhen's hands were stretched out, the index fingers and thumbs of his left and right hands were against each other, and the pinching seal was led back one by one, and there was a roar of trembling souls between heaven and earth, and the armor on Pei Hanyang's body and the black flames on the ground collapsed like a sculpture washed by the waves on the beach. Yuan Zhen pressed his left hand weakly, clenched his fist with his right hand, and struck at Pei Hanyang's door lightly, half of the fist was gone, and the sand and stones had already flew, just like stars falling to the ground, destroying the withering and decaying. Pei Hanyang kept struggling and roaring, but he couldn't break free from the invisible palm that was pressing on him no matter what.

"Brother-in-law, I got you back from the prison envoy!"

Yuan Zhen's subordinates deviated slightly, and an indescribable energy roared past Pei Hanyang's ears, and there was a muffled sound, and everyone felt that the ground under their feet sank, and they seemed to jump involuntarily, and even several people stood unsteadily and fell to the ground, and quickly got up, and ran farther with the crowd in a few vertical leaps, and still had palpitations when they came back to their senses.

Everyone saw from afar that Pei Hanyang, who was thrown out by Yuan Zhen but was still hanging in the air, fell into the big pit that was blasted out of this punch, and a few wisps of dust rose from the pit, and no one could speak. For hundreds of years, it may be that only the master envoy of one hall can have such power, no, it may be that only the master envoy of the three main halls of Jueyuan Palace, the Punishment Palace, and the Pure Soul Hall can have such power. It's just that for many years, these people at the top have long been out of the need to do it themselves, and it is rare for others to see what the situation of these tasks is.

After a punch, I believe that at least none of these spectators present will question Yuan Zhen's strength to fight with the Soul Purifier who returns to Bliss.

The onlookers dispersed silently, and everything around them was silent. The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the layers of roofs and sprinkles at Yuanzhen's feet. The shadow of the roof was like a sharp halberd, slowly creeping from under his feet to his waist. That nightset was reflected on his face, he raised his head slightly to face the sunset, squinted his eyes and clasped his hands together in his sleeves, took a deep breath, sighed slowly, and said slowly:

"It's beautiful!"

And the first day when Yuan Zhen reappeared in this world, it slowly ended with the sunset.