Qin Feng hurriedly sent a message to Xiao Tian, asking him not to eat anymore, he still had a lot of questions to ask this demon.

Xiao Tian reluctantly flew out of the devil's body and landed on Qin Feng's head, but it seemed that he was still staring at the demon without giving up, it seemed that this guy had an appetite for him even more, although Qin Feng knew that Xiao Tian could devour the yin evil monsters, but he didn't expect that he would be the nemesis of this devil, so that his warlike emotions instantly had no place to vent.

"Tell me Xiaotian's origin, and how to get to Pangu Xinglu, and I'll spare your life. ”

"Spare my life, ......?hehe, if it weren't for him, it wouldn't be necessary for any of us to spare whom, but if you want to go to Pangu Xinglu, it is impossible to spare my life," the demon had become languishing at this time, he looked at Qin Feng in awe, it should be said that it was the little sky on Qin Feng's head, "I can't do it, I deserve to be the legendary holy beast of my clan, ....... powerful"

Qin Feng looked at the demon in front of him who suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist, and Xiao Tian flew over happily.......

Boom!!boom boom!!

At the moment when the demon disappeared, this blood-colored space suddenly collapsed, Qin Feng felt his body stunned, and there was no feeling of tearing, and then it fell to the ground, a huge coercion seemed to fall from the sky, Xiao Tian fell back at the same time, looked around, only to find that he appeared in a huge place like an altar, the aura was rich, and his divine sense swept out, only to see that the altar was surrounded by all kinds of bones, and it was like a place where bones were buried.

And that coercion came from a skeleton standing with a sword, and it should be said that it was a coercion emanating from that sword.

This space was protected by a layer of enchantment, just in a corner, there seemed to be a problem with the enchantment, several root-like things stretched in from the outside, growing everywhere in those bones, Qin Feng actually had a familiar feeling from these root-like things.

A few dust-removing tricks cleaned up the altar, and as soon as Qin Feng was about to carefully observe the long sword that exuded palpitations in his heart, he felt an extremely familiar aura, the reincarnation sword......

As soon as his thoughts turned, a figure rushed towards him, and at the same time, a short sword glowing with blue light pierced the center of his eyebrows, and the true yuan fluctuations emanating from the figure made Qin Feng taken aback, and he hurriedly waved the demon dragon spear in his hand and swung the short sword away.

Only then did he see that a pale-faced woman had fallen in front of him, with her hair scattered, although only part of her face was exposed, but Qin Feng still recognized that this was Murong Chuxue at a glance, which made him feel even more surprised, when did Murong Chuxue become a foundation building monk, which had too much impact on him.

"First snow, you ......."

"Who is the first snow? Do you mean the original owner of this body, I'm sorry, now this body is the old lady's. ”

It was still Murong Chuxue's soft and glutinous voice, but the tone was a little harsh.

"Who are you...... You took the first snow?"

Qin Feng immediately understood what was going on, his heart seemed to be pinched hard, he couldn't breathe in pain, and he also understood why there was no trace of Murong Chuxue after Antarctica, and couldn't help but think of the little ambiguity that happened with her when he first saw this girl...... She was always shy and cute in the face of herself, but now she ....... A wave of anger spread through his heart......

Countless thunder arcs burst out with Qin Feng as the center, enveloping this small space in an instant, and these thunder arcs did not directly bombard Murong Chuxue's body, but wrapped her, because which was Murong Chuxue's body, as well as his reincarnation sword, although he didn't know how the reincarnation sword could appear in this person's hands, but those were no longer important, he wanted this person's soul, he wanted to avenge Murong Chuxue, he wanted to draw his soul to refine his soul, he had never had such a thorough hatred for a person.

"You're actually a thunder monk, but even if that's the case, a little foundation building monk, go die. ”

The reincarnation sword in the woman's hand suddenly burst out, and a powerful sword intent actually shrouded Qin Feng in countless thunder arcs, Qin Feng instantly had a danger of being killed by the other party's blow at any time, and the Zhen Thunder Bell instantly enveloped his whole body, and he quickly knotted a few tricks, and the thunder arcs around him slowly became weird, originally a purple thunder arc, but it turned into jet black, and the gloomy atmosphere.

This is a new technique performed by Qin Feng based on the combination of the True Thunder Source Recipe and the Divine Ghost Scroll, the Yin Thunder Soul Lock Classic, which is actually a thunder arc specifically for the Yin Soul, and it can also specialize in the soul.

I saw that at the same time as the jet-black thunder arc transformed, it turned into thick thunder chains, and at the moment when the woman's sword intent split out, the thunder chains sank into her body......

"Boom"

Countless cracks appeared in the protection of the Zhenlei Bell in an instant, and Qin Feng was also shocked by a burst of qi and blood, but he still resisted, but a trace of terrifying sword intent passed through those cracks, and all around him, blood marks appeared on Qin Feng's body, but they were immediately repaired by his perverted physical power.

He was full of shock at these sword intents, the sword intent was already a kind of artistic conception, not a sword skill that could be compared to the kind of moves, it could be said that a monk of the same level who comprehended the sword intent could crush the other party without any suspense.

This woman's strength has fallen so badly, and now she is at most in the late stage of foundation building, otherwise Qin Feng will not be able to take this sword.

At the moment when Qin Feng's sword intent came, those jet-black thunder chains had already pulled out a soul body that was struggling violently from Murong Chuxue's body, this was an old woman who was an old woman with an old dragon clock, very short, entangled by the thunder chains, only one head was exposed, her expression was painful, but there was no sound, and her body writhed like an ugly caterpillar.

Qin Feng flashed in front of the crumbling Murong Chuxue's body, gently hugged her in his arms, checked it carefully, and found that although her body was still alive, her soul was gone, and her heart was depressed for a while, and a wave of anger gushed out, and the thunder chain that locked the old woman's soul suddenly thundered, and the banned old woman's voice rang out, and a terrible scream came out of her mouth, and her body trembled violently, but the heavy thunder chain on her body made her struggle and couldn't break free.

"What the hell is this? Who the hell are you? Let me out, let me out, ah......"

The terrible screams echoed in the air, but at this time, Qin Feng didn't even care about her mood, and he didn't have the idea that she would be easily wiped out like this, he just wanted to torture her slowly......

“...... Ah, please...... That girl is not dead yet, and I haven't had time to refine her soul yet...... Don't ......."

After a while, hearing the old woman's words, Qin Feng's mood fluctuated violently, and the black and gloomy thunder arc became even more violent, and for a while, the old woman immediately screamed even louder.