As he breathed, two white dragons swam between his mouth and nose, and between their gestures, they seemed to contain the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

As he opened his eyes, the whole world had never been so clear before his eyes.

He could clearly hear Lao Zhao's heartbeat, and he could also see the extremely fine dust in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Xingsoul stood up and bowed down to Lao Zhao.

"The grace of regeneration, the star soul will never forget!"

Lao Zhao was stunned and silent for a long time, sure enough, his daughter's vision was far from being comparable to him, and now Shen Xing's soul was what he really should have.

Shen Xingsoul stood up and flew towards the hill not far away, and in an instant, it was not an exaggeration to describe Shen Xingsoul's speed.

He rubbed Zhao Linger's tombstone, as if there was a delicate girl standing in front of him.

"Ling'er ......"

Shen Xingsoul muttered in his heart, all this seemed to have been arranged by God, if Shen Xingsoul had not lost his cultivation, he could have saved Zhao Ling'er, and it would not have been a big deal at all.

If Zhao Ling'er hadn't died, maybe Shen Xing's soul wouldn't have recovered.

It's like a dead knot, tying the two together, and no one can untie them.

A gust of wind blew, and a pine tree next to it squeaked and swayed, as if sighing.

Everything is fate, and nothing is up to anyone!

Shen Xingsoul didn't stay long, he understood Zhao Ling'er's mind, although he was lying in bed all day at that time, his mind was not affected in any way.

But he knew in his heart that, as Lao Zhao said, he and Zhao Ling'er were people of two worlds, even if there would be a short period of anxiety, but after all, they would be more separated.

Besides, there was always a shadow in Shen Xingsoul's heart.

Life is too short, short enough to care about a person or forget a person, Shen Xingsoul chose the former, but he had no choice but to go to the finisher.

The only thing he could do for Zhao Ling'er was to say sorry from the bottom of his heart.

I'm sorry, it's not that I don't understand your kindness, and I can only pretend not to understand when I don't know.

Shen Xingsoul turned around and glanced at the name that he would never forget, it was a simple three words, but it was as heavy as a big mountain.

If the first person he met was Zhao Ling'er, how would Shen Xingsoul choose, he had no answer in his heart, and there were not so many ifs in this world.

Everything is going to end after all, as if life is full of parting, there was a drizzle behind Shen Xingsoul, he didn't stop, and went straight down the mountain.

Along the way, without exerting any cultivation power, Shen Xingsoul slowly walked in the rain, like a mortal, feeling the chill brought by the rain.

Over time, the rain brings not only a chill, but also a feeling of exhilaration.

Back at Zhao's house, Shen Xingsoul pushed the courtyard door, and when he saw the scene inside, he squinted his eyes.

The small yard is not big, but it is very well tied, but now it is a mess.

He stepped into the room, and there was no one inside, except for a note on the table, which read:

"If you want to save people, come to Qingfeng Mountain!"

Shen Xingsoul's eyes were filled with murderous intent, the Zhao family had paid enough for him, and he couldn't let Lao Zhao have an accident.

With a flicker of his body, Shen Xing's soul turned into a streamer of light and headed straight to the west, where Qingfeng Mountain was located.

After living here for a while, Shen Xingsoul heard the villagers mention the name of the place, saying that there were immortals there.

Where did any gods come from in this world, but a group of monks.

Others don't understand this, but Shen Xingsoul completely understands what is going on.

He couldn't figure out why the people of Qingfeng Mountain wanted to arrest Lao Zhao, and the real goal should be to lure Shen Xingsoul forward.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be better to kill Lao Zhao directly, and there was no need to catch him back.

There is a small sect on this Qingfeng Mountain, called Daoya, the person in charge of the sect has a good relationship with Li Wentao, and now it is to avenge Li Wentao, so he tied up Lao Zhao.

At the same time, on Qingfeng Mountain, five hundred miles away, there was a small palace, in which three people were sitting, and Lao Zhao was kneeling on the ground.

"Big brother, you said that this little plum died in no apparent terms, and it has something to do with this old man?"

The person who spoke had a strange expression on his face, pinching his beard at this time, he was wearing a lilac robe and holding a bowl of tea in his hand.

"What do you know, this old man is nothing, there are others behind him, otherwise how could he kill Xiao Lizi, I arrested him in order to lure that person to appear, and then both of you will contribute to me!"

There is a shocking scar on the face of the person who spoke, which runs through the left side of the face, making people feel a little chill at the bottom of their hearts at a glance.

Another person remained silent, wearing a blue robe and holding a dusty handful in his hand.

At this time, he groaned slightly, and said:

"Big brother, what is the strength of this person, can you and my brother win?"

Scarface thought for a moment and picked up a steel knife that had been placed aside.

"Xiao Lizi is just a mortal, you don't need any cultivation power to kill him, besides, you and my brothers are all in the realm of Daotai, I don't know how many monks I have killed over the years, and I still care about this one. ”

The two of them thought about it, the three of them were actually not monks in this realm, they came here five years ago, occupied the foundation of other people, not to mention, and destroyed this sect, they were really full of evil.

More than five hundred miles is nothing to Shen Xingsoul, but now that a silhouette can already be seen, Shen Xingsoul took a breath, and his speed instantly increased to the extreme, without any hesitation, he went straight to the Qingfeng Mountain and smashed it with his fist.

"Boom!"

The sky shook for a while, and the entire Qingfeng Mountain couldn't withstand the power of Shen Xingsoul's punch at all, and actually began to tilt and collapse, and finally completely turned into a pile of ruins.

As Aomine Mountain fell, three people appeared in the sky, led by a scarface, a man in a Taoist robe standing on the left hand, and a man in purple on the right hand.

Not far from them, there was another person who appeared, it was Lao Zhao.

At this time, Lao Zhao was suspended in the air by Scarface, and did not fall.

"Aren't you looking for me, I'm here!"

None of the three of them thought that Shen Xingsoul would be so strong, and before they met, they would collapse the mountain on which the three of them were standing with one punch.

"Good boy, what an arrogance!"

Scarface sneered, and the two men behind him pressed forward, which did not require any verbal exchange, their purpose was clear. It is to kill Shen Xing's soul.

Shen Xingsoul glanced at the two of them, disappreciated, stretched out his finger and pointed at the scarred face, and said:

"I don't want to bully the small, the three of you go together!"

Shen Xingsoul saw the cultivation of the three people at a glance, these two people had just entered the realm of the Dao platform, and the scarred face cultivation was a little higher, and now it bloomed a two-petaled lotus, which was in the same realm as Shen Xingsoul.

Shen Xingsoul's words were not arrogant, he was a person with a rare Dao platform vision in this world, and the three people in front of him were far from his opponents.

Being in the same realm, he naturally saw Shen Xingsoul's cultivation, sneered, and forced over with the two of them.

He thought well, although he was in the same realm as Shen Xingsoul, but he had a helper, which was enough to blow up Shen Xingsoul.

"Bloody corpse technique!"

The man in the robe sneered coldly and raised his hand to the sky.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and a blood-red world appeared, and it gave Shen Xingsoul a sense of strangeness.

But this blood-colored world didn't stay long, and went straight to the man in the robe.

In the end, it turned into a piece of rune paper, and was grabbed by the man in Taoist clothes, and pasted it against his forehead.

The moment the talisman paper was attached to his forehead, the man in the Taoist robe began to change.

The swelling of the body completely broke the clothes, and it was more than two feet taller, and all the skin on the body turned blood red, and then hair grew.

He roared, a single horn drilled out of his forehead, and his hands became as if they were forged from steel, and he went straight to Shen Xing Soul and slapped it.

Shen Xingsoul looked up, the red palm was getting closer and closer to him, the strong wind was blowing, and all his hair flew up.

"Boom!"

There was a terrifying sound from the collision between the two, and then the monster-like man quickly stepped back.

Looking closely, the expression on his face was pained, and a blood hole was gushing from the palm of his hand.

"Roar!"

The red monster rushed over again, Shen Xingsoul sneered, the speed was faster, and the moment his fists were raised, there was a black and white light circulating.

"Boom!"

Shen Xingsoul's right arm was raised, resisting the fist of the red monster's falling, and his other hand directly pierced his chest.

"Ahh

The red rune paper attached to his forehead disappeared, and he also returned to his ordinary appearance, but his chest had been pierced by Shen Xing's soul.

All this happened too quickly, but it was just two simple punches, and Shen Xingsoul had already ended the battle.

The man who was wearing a robe fell to the ground, and it was evident that he could not live.

The other two seemed to be performing some kind of ceremony, so they didn't come to help.

But at this moment, the ritual seemed to be over.

At the feet of the two, a light flickered, and then a pair of hands reached out to the ground, which was a pair of pitch-black hands, grabbing the ankles of the two.

Then the two of them howled in pain, caught by the pitch-black hands, and their vitality began to pass continuously, until finally the ground cracked and a strange thing appeared.

This thing is humanoid, but its body is made up of countless faces.

The faces were all children, the youngest being a few months in size, and the oldest being five or six years old.

This is an evil method practiced by the two of them, called Heavenly Ghost Spiritualism, which requires countless children to practice.

The process of cultivation is to sacrifice these children to the heavenly ghosts, gain strength, and when they reach a certain level of cultivation, they can summon the heavenly ghosts to fight for them by paying a certain price.

This spell was ferocious and domineering, and the moment the heavenly ghost appeared, the whole world seemed to stop functioning, and then all the faces on the heavenly ghost roared.

"Kill!"

This voice seems to have a demonic nature, directly eroding people's minds, even if they are cultivated to a high level, they will also appear in a short trance, just like the current Shen Xing Soul.