Let's not say that Yang Tianxing tried his best to rush towards Chen Guo, and first talk about Liu Qingtian, the sect leader of the Xuanyuan Sect.

On this day, after Liu Qingtian finished dealing with the daily affairs of Xuanyuan Sect, he returned to his residence, and when he was just about to meditate and practice for a few days, he suddenly thought that his son Liu Rufeng had not come to see him for seven days.

"It's strange, in the past, Feng'er would come to me every three or five days at most, but this time it has been seven days apart, why hasn't he come yet, could it be that the stinky boy ran down the mountain to spend all his time in the world?" Liu Qingtian thought with some wonder in his heart.

"Well, now that my grandfather is in retreat, I will first use my divine sense to scan the sect, which can not only strengthen my prestige as the sect master, but also find Feng'er by the way. I want to see if Feng'er is in the sect or not. ”

Thinking of this in his heart, Liu Qingtian radiated his divine consciousness from the Brain Mud Pill Palace and radiated it towards the Xuanyuan Sect.

In an instant, every insect, bird, grass, tree, and every disciple's face in the Xuanyuan Sect appeared in his mind.

However, Liu Qingtian scanned the area of the disciples of the sect during the qi refining period several times, but he did not find Liu Rufeng's figure.

After that, Liu Qingtian scanned the area of the elite disciples of the foundation building period back and forth several times, but still did not find Liu Rufeng's figure.

"Hmph, it seems that Rufeng has really gone down the mountain, he is already in his twenties, and he doesn't know how to practice diligently day by day, so he knows that he is doing nonsense every day, and when he comes back, I must teach him a good lesson. ”

After Liu Qing finished saying this sentence with an angry face, he suddenly thought of one thing, that is, he hadn't used his divine sense to scan the outer disciple area of the Xuanyuan Sect.

"Although the outer gate area is the place where those miscellaneous disciples work, there is no good place to go, but if Feng'er is really there, I should use my divine sense to scan it. ”

Liu Qingtian swept his divine sense towards the outer gate area with the mentality of giving it a try, but after a few breaths, his face changed suddenly.

Liu Qingtian's face showed extreme anger, his wide sleeves slammed suddenly, and a whistling wind was generated out of thin air, and the strong wind broke a large hole in the roof, and then Liu Qingtian's body flew into the sky in a volley, flying quickly in the direction of the outer door.

The Yuan Infant Cultivator flew extremely fast, and in just a dozen breaths, Liu Qingtian came to the sky above the outer gate.

He stood in the sky above the clouds, staring down at the ground below, only to find a bloody skeleton lying desolate in the wilderness.

Yu is a monk who has cultivated to a high level, and Yu has a mysterious telepathy with his relatives.

The moment Liu Qingtian saw this corpse, his chest suddenly felt stuffy, and his heart ached for no reason.

Next to this corpse, there were many fragments of purple clothes scattered around, and when Liu Qingtian saw these fragments, he seemed to have thought of something in his heart, and stood stupidly in the air for a long time.

After a long time, he fell from the sky, picked up one of the pieces of purple clothes, and put it under his nose to smell it carefully.

Liu Qingtian's hand grasping the fragment of purple clothes suddenly hung down weakly, he slowly closed his eyes, his face became extremely flushed, and his chest rose and fell violently uncontrollably.

After a few breaths, Liu Qingtian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and he slowly opened his eyes, which were already full of blood.

It turned out that after Yang Tianxing killed Liu Rufeng, because of the urgency of time, he just buried Liu Rufeng briefly, but he never thought that the wild wolf in the mountains at night was attracted by the bloody breath of the corpse, and dug Liu Rufeng's body out of the soil, and gnawed only the white bones of the forest.

"No matter who it is, if you dare to kill my son, I will definitely break you into pieces!" Liu Qingtian raised his head and roared angrily towards the sky.

That's right, Liu Rufeng is arrogant, greedy for money, lustful, bullying the weak, and has such and such problems, but no matter what, he is Liu Qingtian's only son in this world.

There is a strange phenomenon in the world of cultivating immortals, that is, the higher the cultivation of a monk, the more difficult it is to have children.

Liu Qingtian is a rare genius of Xuanyuan Sect, he was obsessed with cultivation in the early days, he became a golden pill at the age of eighty, and turned into a yuan infant at the age of two hundred, but when he cultivated to a successful place in the immortal cultivation world of the Ten Kingdoms of the East China Sea, and wanted a child, he found that it was not as easy as he thought.

Liu Qingtian and his Taoist companion together, or take the elixir, or drink the spiritual dew of heaven and earth, or stay away from the strife and seclusion in the world, it took thirty years before and after, and his Taoist companion became pregnant, and gave birth to Liu Rufeng after being pregnant in October.

Yes, Liu Qingtian took care of Liu Rufeng abnormally, Liu Rufeng made a mistake Liu Qingtian couldn't bear to beat and scold him, and now Liu Qingtian found that his only beloved son was killed under his nose, and the anger in his heart could burn the sky and break through the sky.

If this matter spreads, then he, the sect master of the Xuanyuan Sect, will become a big laughing stock in the immortal cultivation world.

Liu Qingtian was wearing a silver ring on the middle finger of his right hand, and the silver light flashed on the surface of the silver ring, and a small banner with black light had already appeared in his hand.

The moment the black banner appeared, the surrounding air was suddenly filled with a ghostly aura, and there seemed to be a faint crying and wailing echoing around him.

This small black banner is called the Soul Refining Banner, which was refined by Liu Qingtian using demonic means.

Liu Qingtian killed all the enemies he encountered in this life, and then drained all his souls, and then put his souls in this soul refining flag.

Many of these souls were characters that Liu Qingtian needed to look up to at the beginning, and later Liu Qing not only caught up with the other party in cultivation through his own efforts, but also defeated and killed the other party.

When Liu Qingtian has nothing to do, he will torture the souls of these original enemies to satisfy his special hobbies.

Liu Qingtian is obviously a righteous path cultivator, but these methods are clearly demonic path methods, in fact, this phenomenon is not uncommon in the immortal cultivation world.

Any Yuan Infant Stage cultivator who has a foothold in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, whether it is the Demon Dao or the Righteous Path, not only needs extraordinary talent, but also needs to be ruthless and murderous.

The only difference is that the righteous path monks usually hide this ruthlessness very deeply, and often show sentient beings with the image of ethereal and jealousy as hatred for the heavenly way.

However, the demon monks are straightforward, hearty and open-minded, and they pay attention to repaying kindness and revenge, and good and evil are all based on one heart.

Because of this, the righteous monk and the demon monk have long had a grudge, the righteous monk regarded the demon monk as an evil demon outside the way, and the demon monk regarded the righteous monk as a sanctimonious hypocrite villain, and they both wanted to destroy each other and then hurry up.

Of course, that's all for later.

Although the Soul Refining Banner is a demonic method, it does have many wonderful uses, for example, at this time, Liu Qingtian took out dozens of souls from the Soul Refining Banner in a row, and then smashed them all, and suddenly the air was filled with a thick pure ghost aura.

Liu Qingtian bit his fingertips, and used his spiritual power to draw many spirit runes in the air, and then these spirit runes all rushed into those ghost qi, and in an instant, those ghost qi were like a whirlpool, constantly rotating in the air.

At a certain moment, Liu Qingtian slapped his chest, spit out a mouthful of bright red heart essence blood into this whirlpool, and then shouted loudly: "Condense the soul, the soul returns!"

The whirlpool of ghost energy kept spinning, and after a few breaths, an incomparably magical scene occurred, and I saw a young soul slowly walking out of the whirlpool.

Looking at the face of this soul, who is not Liu Rufeng.

Liu Qingtian had a faint divine soul power in his heart and blood, and he used a secret technique, using the connection between the souls of their father and son and the traction of pure soul power, and finally temporarily summoned Liu Rufeng's soul from the Netherworld.

"Father, my son and I died so unjustly, you must avenge me. ”

As soon as Liu Rufeng's soul came out, he immediately lay on the ground and cried to Liu Qingtian.

"Feng'er, father, although I used a secret technique to summon you out of the underworld, but you can't stay in the world for too long, you hurry up and tell your father, who died at whose hand?"

Liu Qingtian's eyes were blood-red and said to Liu Rufeng's soul.

"Father, do you remember that little bastard named Yang Tianxing, who killed the child ruthlessly. ”

Liu Rufeng kept wiping his eyes with both hands, trying to shed some tears to cause Liu Qingtian's anger even more.

But he had forgotten that he was already a ghost at this moment, and ghosts had no tears.

"Like the wind, you...... You ......" Liu Qingtian's right hand pointed at Liu Rufeng, his fingers kept trembling, he was angry at Yang Tianxing's lawlessness, but also angry at Liu Rufeng.

You said that you also have the cultivation of the fifth layer of Qi training, and you also have a treasure in your body, and you were killed by a poor boy who practiced Qi at the third level, which really made Liu Qingtian's heart unspeakable.

"You may be in some pain next, but you must endure it. ”

After Liu Qingtian said this, he didn't wait for Liu Rufeng to react, and suddenly inserted his fingers into Liu Rufeng's soul.

When he withdrew his finger, his fingertip was holding a fragment of his soul.

The soul is different from the physical body, the pain caused by the injury of the soul is far above the physical body, Liu Rufeng was inserted into the soul body by Liu Qingtian's fingers, and suddenly fell to the ground and let out a heart-rending scream, and the pain was so severe that even the soul body became thinner.

It was at this time that Liu Rufeng's time to stay in the world was up, and a powerful suction force came from the soul whirlpool, which directly sucked Liu Rufeng's soul into the underworld, and then this soul whirlpool slowly dissipated.

"Feng'er, you go back first, my father will definitely avenge you. ”

Liu Qingtian shouted loudly into the whirlpool with tears in his eyes, and then he drew several spirit runes into Liu Rufeng's soul fragments, and at the same time shouted loudly: "The soul is the guide, and the murderer leads the way!"

After that, this soul fragment slowly rose into the sky, turned into a streamer and flew into the distance, and the direction of this flight was the direction of Chen Guo where Yang Tianxing had fled.

"Hmph, Yang Tianxing, no matter how far you escape, I must also capture you back. I will grapple with your soul and torture you day and night in the soul refining banner, so that you will never be able to transcend it. ”

This thought flashed in Liu Qingtian's heart, and then he hurriedly flew into the sky and followed closely behind the soul fragments, chasing in the direction of Chen Guo.

At this moment, Yang Tianxing was riding on Da Bai's back, running day and night in the vast mountains.

Little did he know that his whereabouts had been completely exposed, that a Primal Infant Monk was desperately chasing after him, and that the distance between them was shrinking at a rapid rate.