At this time, after listening to the brief narration of the remaining remnant soul Zhang Xin, Xue Zhen's face became even tighter, and his closed mouth seemed to be biting something, and Zhang Xin also felt this. In the end, a killing intent in Xue Zhen's eyes suddenly lifted, and he shot at Zhang Xin, and Zhang Xin's soul breath couldn't help but shake twice.

"Zhang Xin, do you recognize that yellow-eyed Taoist priest?" Xue Zhen's face was very cold, and he asked in a voice.

"I don't know! I don't know why this person's face was hidden from him at that time, but those two yellow eyebrows are more eye-catching!" Zhang Xin thought about it carefully before saying.

"Do you recognize his breath?"

"I don't recognize it, the small cultivation is inferior, and I was already very scared at that time......"

At this time, Xue Zhen had already waved his robe lightly, raised his hand to suppress Zhang Xin's speech, and the silver-haired young man Yinglang who seemed to be wandering in the air had also returned. At that time, Yinglang incorporated all the ghost breath he needed into his mouth and nose in the air. At this moment, he obviously had no breath to absorb, so he returned to Xue Zhen's side, his eyes were unusually sharp, staring at Zhang Xin, this scene made Zhang Xin tremble.

"Senior, please avenge this blood feud for us in the Moon Sect!" Zhang Xin had already refocused his attention on Xue Zhen, and said a little firmly.

Xue Zhen didn't have any expression, he was still that kind of tight complexion, at this time, the silver-haired young man next to him Yinglang thought about it a little, and then went to Xue Zhen and said:

"Master, could it be that man who did the incident here?"

"Nine times out of ten, but the current situation Xue is not sure, if that person denies it, this matter really doesn't know how to continue!" Xue Zhen expressed his concerns.

"Master, the same ghost atmosphere, the same Taoist costume, and the same direction of origin, there shouldn't be anything wrong!"

"That's the thing, but ......"

When Xue Zhen said this, the wisp of soul breath in the miniature forbidden light array, Zhang Xin hurriedly blocked it, and called out:

"Senior, no matter what, we have to avenge this blood vengeance for one of our beings!"

Hearing this soul breath Zhang Xin's almost hoarse shout, Xue Zhen's heart couldn't help but twitch, if he was there at the time, he would definitely make a move without hesitation. However, he really didn't want to make a move without full evidence, and if the other party denied it, he no longer had the name of a teacher, what should he do at that time. The most important thing now is to identify that person, but Xue Zhen really doesn't know what to do.

"Seniors! I have always been timid and afraid of things, and I am often bullied by my brothers and sisters. But today, just today, they died, and in the end they were left alone, but as long as the seniors were willing to take action, they were willing to do anything!"

This breath of soul breath spoke movingly, and even the sharp eyes of the silver-haired young man tended to ease, Xue Zhen gritted his teeth deeply, and finally came out with such a sentence:

"How did you know that I could avenge this blood vendetta for you?"

Although the vast majority of monks belong to the kind of mercenary people, there is no shortage of enthusiastic chivalrous people like the seniors, if the seniors are just the kind of selfish villains, they can be directly wiped out or let it go, and there is no need to ask the reason for the matter in detail at all!"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen's heart fluttered again, and then a wry smile passed by, he seemed to have been seen through by the other party at this time, and he seemed to be eaten by him. But Xue Zhen didn't mind, took a deep breath, and drove Zhang Xin's soul breath to writhe a few times, so he asked:

"Are you really willing to do anything in exchange for a shot from Xue?"

"Yes!" Zhang Xin replied categorically.

"Even if you lose the opportunity to re-enter reincarnation because of this?" Xue Zhen asked again.

"Senior, what can you do if you re-enter reincarnation, if you are not implicated in the past life and this life, what effect can you have for a monk like you and me?" Zhang Xin replied after a moment of thought.

"What Xue wants to do is to search for souls!

"Do it! What do the seniors want, just do it! Zhang Xin will never regret it!" Zhang Xin spoke like a desperate feeling, without the slightest hesitation.

At this time, Xue Zhen could barely suppress the excitement in his heart, and his sea of thoughts flipped lightly, but in a flash, the mana and pure mana in Xue Zhen's hands all fell into the top of such a light array. With the urging and casting of mana, this wisp of soul breath Zhang Xin became more and more tall, and the kind of external spiritual pressure became higher and higher, and even the silver-haired young man Yinglang next to him also showed a different gaze.

However, only two or three respites had passed, and on Xue Zhen's other hand, his fingers were dancing, Xuanxia flickered continuously, and at the same time, within the sea of his divine consciousness, a piece of divine thought came out and passed through Xue Zhen's palm. Suddenly, there was an inexplicable tremor of soul breath, only to hear this soul breath Zhang Xin snorted coldly, and fragmentary pictures flashed in Xue Zhen's mind.

At this moment, Xue Zhen had already closed his eyes, feeling, feeling all the things that Zhang Xin was facing. Including his various joys, sorrows, and sorrows, including the soul of the banner he faced, and the choices he finally made helplessly, including the Li Fengyue he knew, the life of the monk involved in all kinds, including a senior sister that the monk Zhang Xin had always secretly attached to, and finally, of course, including the Huangmei Taoist priest he vaguely saw, the general outline of this person, including his unfriendly eyes, all came into Xue Zhen's mind.

And at this time, there was a "buzzing" sound in the miniature forbidden magic circle, and finally, the magic circle finally collapsed with a "snap" sound, turned into a faint broken light, fell, passed through Xue Zhen's palm, and disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Xin's soul breath also turned into a faint color at this time, and this wisp of soul breath gradually drifted away, Xue Zhen saw this, a magic trick that had never been performed before, it had been completely unleashed, he was trying to save such a soul breath, save such a person who did not hesitate to do something.

However, when Xue Zhen's sleeve robe was raised again, the faint dark gray Xuanxia was wiped over, and Zhang Xin's soul breath had completely disappeared.

This howl was so strong that it spread hundreds of miles away, and Yinglang, the silver-haired boy next to him, also frowned.