Yu Shitian's body was covered with blood and blood except for the Dan Palace being exploded.

No other harm.

Ling Yi's move was to combine the Xuanhun Sword Control Technique and the Qingqing Ice Needle's indulgent coldness, and directly crush Yu Shitian's consciousness from the sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, all the vitality of Yu Shitian was cut off.

Yu Shitian opened his eyes wide and fell to the ground.

The breath is gone, and the body is getting colder and colder.

There was no more breath.

End of a lifetime.

"It's finally over!"

Ling Yi seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Ling Yi's spiritual sense swept across Yu Shitian's body and repeatedly confirmed Yu Shitian's death.

Then, a figure flashed and a Kunpeng appeared under Ling Yi's feet.

The Kunpeng magical power evolved and its speed soared to the extreme.

"Brush!"

The wind roared, and the trees in their eyes kept flying towards the rear.

After checking Yu Shitian's death, Ling Yi never dared to stay for a moment.

Going northwest, you are running wildly!

The reason why Ling Yi wanted to check Yu Shitian's corpse was because he didn't want Ling Tian to happen again.

Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will grow again!

This is Ling Yi’s belief in being a human being.

Ling Tian was resurrected from the dead because Ling Yi was soft-hearted at the time and did not check Ling Tian's physical condition.

Let Murong Jing leave with Ling Tian on her back.

After experiencing this, Ling Yi would never allow the same mistake to happen twice in his hands.

Tu Tu sat on Ling Yi's shoulder.

While marveling at the chaos among these venerable masters, he was quite moved to see Ling Yi’s meticulous operation.

As Ling Yi grows step by step, his strength is getting stronger and his mind is getting more and more meticulous.

Insight into everything and think one step ahead to prevent future troubles.

A thousand miles away, even Ling Yi's journey takes some time.

"brush!"

A white light flashed.

Venerable Jueqing appeared in front of Yu Shitian's corpse with white clothes and white hair.

"Transfer the tiger away from the mountain!"

The Venerable Jueqing instantly understood why Xuan Guming deliberately provoked him!

The spiritual sense of the Venerable Jueqing swept across Yu Shitian's corpse, and he knew that this person was dead and could not die any more.

Not to mention the Venerable, even the Daluo gods cannot save them!

"My heartless ice needle, even if the ordinary Venerable takes action, it will not be able to be broken so quickly!

Only Xuanhun Sword Control Technique... Could it be that he is here?

No wonder, I asked Xuan Guming to lead me away, but I didn’t show up!

It has his style! Damn it!"

The Venerable Venerable murmured to himself, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his murderous aura was steep.

"wrong!"

The face of the Venerable Jue suddenly changed.

He hurriedly squatted down and carefully checked Yu Shitian's injury in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The more I looked, the more I looked surprised by the face of the Venerable Jueqing.

"The coldness of the heart? No! In the world, except for Yan Qing and I, it is impossible for anyone to understand the coldness of the heart! No, it is absolutely impossible!"

The Venerable Juvenile exclaimed in shock.

Even the Venerable Yijian could not have such ability.

Because the coldness of the heart is the unique inheritance of the heart of the heart.

Now, it’s just passed on to Gu Yanqing!

Not to mention the entire Zhongzhou, even in the Cangyuan Continent, no one could have such a method!

"Can that kid knows the Xuanhun Sword Control Technique?

Even if you know the Xuanhun Sword Control Technique, in such a short time, you not only break the Innocent Ice Needle, but also understand the Innocent Chill!”

"This boy is terrible! It's beyond anyone's imagination!"

The face of Venerable Jueqing was full of shock, which was originally unscathed by favors and disgraces.

Previously, Venerable Jueqing's evaluation of Ling Yi was just that he could fight the successor of the Witch Clan and the little saint of Wushen Mountain in the future.

Now it seems that Ling Yi is more terrifying than that!

"No matter what, I still have to go back and report to Dao Tianyi!"

The Venerable Jueqing said lightly.

An invisible cold air surged out from all directions and fell under Yu Shitian's corpse.

The invisible power lifted Yu Shitian up.

Then, the vengeful Venerable rose into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

Above the nine heavens, a ray of thunder kept surging.

An exquisite and beautiful palace is flying in the void, and a middle-aged strong man sits in the center of the hall.

"This crazy woman is getting stronger and stronger! She almost got caught up!

Fourth brother! The evil debt you owe!

Let me take the blame for you, my brother!

What a Venerable Ruyi Freedom? It’s better to call the Venerable who takes the blame!"

This person is Xuan Guming.

Xuan Guming was wearing a sweatshirt, and his dark skin was exposed on a large area.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"But at least she didn't catch up! After all, I'm not a vegetarian!"

A thunder flashed in Xuan Guming's fingers, and Ruyi freely rushed away from the palace!

The nine sons of the Xuan family are the youngest of Xuan Guming.

Now, there are not many people left behind by the nine sons of the Xuan family.

Among them, Xuan Gu Ming and Xuan Jing are closest.

At the same time, the temper and personality are also the closest.

Although his strength is superb, he does not have the appearance of an elder.

The place where bones are buried.

A dark green flame was extremely dim and extremely fast, falling into a human-shaped skeleton corpse.

After a while, the skeleton slowly stood up and his breath was weak.

"Ling Yi! If you don't take this revenge, my soul will be gone!"

Although the skeleton did not have a trace of expression, a wave of divine thought full of resentment came out.

This skeleton is Mingying.

The young master of the Netherworld tribe who was killed by Ling Yi.

Mingying is the second son of the King of the Underworld. In the fire of the soul, there is the mark of the reward of Lady White Bone.

Therefore, the soul can be immortal, even if Ling Yi's mysterious soul sword blows away his spiritual consciousness.

In the end, it was able to condense and return to the place where bones were buried, and thus rebirth.

This is also a major advantage of the Underworld tribe.
To be continued...