Even so, Xingye still trusts Bai Lu more.

The improvement of cultivation, the transformation of identity, and the replacement of young friendship by suspicion, is not as sad and helpless as the contracted spirit beast.

On the one hand, Jingzhe understood Xingye, and one mountain could not accommodate two tigers. When standing at the peak of power, having a strong and prestige was not inferior to his servant, even if he was himself, it was hard to guarantee that he would not be suspicious.

On the other hand, he was inevitably heartbroken.

"Instead of caring about our relationship, you might as well think about it carefully. How do you collect Qianshi's corpse when you look back?" Jingzhe's voice became colder and colder.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a surprised female voice, "So the Pavilion Master is going to leave me a complete body?"

Jingzhe's mind was shocked. When he turned his eyes, he saw Yun Li wearing a willow yellow gauze skirt, walking out of the green shadow.

Not only did she return to Canglan from the void alive, she also changed her clothes!

Yun Li knocked on his head in annoyance: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I'm too impulsive. How can I crush the Pavilion Master's bones and expel them from ashes!"

"I don't have to worry about talking big." Jingzhe said disdainful, and he admitted that he was really surprised to see her come out alive.

Then I thought, the Pavilion Master rushed back to Qinghe Valley to save Bai Lu, so he must not care about her. With the little butterfly spirit that was as simple as drinking water in the void, it was normal to bring her back alive.

Thinking about this clearly, Jingzhe felt a little sad in his heart. It turned out that Bai Lu's position in his heart was so important.

If the little spiritual power he had just recovered was used to attack Qianshi, she would definitely die. She would fight with him again, and Qianjiu would still be his opponent.

It is still time to kill the two of them, leave the ultimate spiritual formation, and then rush back to Qinghe Valley.

"Then was this what he gave me?" The sarcastic questioning pulled Jingzhe back to his attention. Looking at the dark green ring held by the girl, his pupils shook, Xingye's ring!

Jingzhe was in a state of chaos, and storage equipment such as the ring contained almost all the wealth of a monk. No one would give it to others easily. What's more, this ring contained the most important items of Xingye.

No, how could he die?

He is Xingye, the genius killer Xingye. In the past ten thousand years, many amazing geniuses have died at his hands.

How could he die at the hands of a little demon cultivator who has lowered him to a great level, and how could he die in the void that is most beneficial to him?

Wei Lin's eyes sterned. Taking advantage of his confusion, he seized the flaws and stabbed his heart directly into the vital point.

Even though Jingzhe was still in a trance, facing the blade of the sword like Qiushuang, the tempered fighting instinct made him react subconsciously. When Mo Li was about to pierce into his heart, his body slightly sideways and avoids the vital points.

Mo Li's sword stabbed the outer edge of his left chest. Wei Lin's wrist turned slightly and immediately took the sword and cut it horizontally to the right.

However, the pain in his body had already brought Jingzhe back to his senses. He moved his feet horizontally, and he instantly moved away several meters away.

The blood stained the white shirt and dyed Jingzhe's eyes red. He quickly sealed the meridians on his left chest.

Before the attack hit, Wei Lin did not stop for a moment, and he trampled his body up. Under the sun, he did not leave the cold and sparkling light, which was breathtaking.

Yun Li held the Meng in her hand and stepped forward to help. The peach pink blade cut out the dreamy tail in the air.

Without spiritual power and spiritual consciousness, Jingzhe was equal to Wei Lin. He relied on living for a few years and skilled in martial arts, so he slightly suppressed Wei Lin.

Now that Yun Li joins, the balance is immediately broken. Moreover, she takes the path of breaking the deadlock with her strength, and the Zhan Mengdao is surprisingly heavy, restraining their light and agile attacks to a certain extent.

After more than a dozen rounds, Jingzhe gradually lost his strength. Although his response was correct, he was still slapped out by the Zhan Mengdao.

He inserted his sword into the ground, supporting his shaking body, gasping for breath, looking at the two people who turned over and attacked each other again, Jingzhe felt sad.

It was just the two young juniors who had ruined their years of planning!

When they learned that the Donglu was about to appear and the path of ascension would begin again, they changed their plans and decided to delay the outbreak of the Gu disease until they ascend to the upper realm.

First, avoid cause and effect and ensure a smooth ascension to Qingxuan; second, by then, the cultivators from the Yuanhou of Canglan Continent will either ascend to the upper realm or fall in the thunder tribulation. If there are a lack of high-level cultivators, the Guworms can play their role to the maximum extent.

Unexpectedly, the two discovered the witchcraft man in advance and told Fu Yue and others through Ji Ruochen's mouth that the worm became aborted chess.

I thought it was just a failure in planning, but I never expected that they would be in the hands of the two of them.

The Witchcraft Sect is about to perish!

At the end of the journey, Jingzhe was unwilling to accept it and asked, "I don't understand why you want to help the four major sects, but they want to kill you."

"Don't worry, after you die, I will let Fu Yue and the others go down to accompany you." Yun Li said coldly, Wei Linze did not say a word, and stabbed him with his sword, not giving him any time to breathe.

From dawn to night, after a long battle, Jingzhe was already covered with scars, even more embarrassed than Yunli before. The wounds were deep into the flesh and blood, and the internal organs were damaged in many places. In addition, a large amount of blood was lost, and the vision was blurred.

Facing the sword blade stabbed by Wei Lin, he could no longer avoid it. Seeing that Mo Li's sword blade was about to pierce into his heart, the Zhan Meng Dao flew from the slant and picked out the sword blade.

Wei Lin raised his eyebrows and asked with his eyes.

Yun Li pursed her lips and said, "After all, he has a master-apprentice relationship with you for a year. The cause and effect of killing the master cannot be affected, I will do it."

After the words came, she flipped her wrist and sent her to Jingzhe's heart.

Wei Lin was slightly stunned, and glanced at Jingzhe, who was lying on the ground and was dying, put away Mo Li's sword and said lightly: "I don't have a master like him."

Yun Li shook her head, "A teacher is to teach and solve doubts. He has taught you for a year, and this is a fact that he cannot recognize."

After saying that, she lowered her eyes and looked at Xingye's ring in her hand, feeling a little sad: "I don't know how much affection for his father, he has been separated from Lingxi Zhenren since he was a child, and he has not felt a part of the mother's love. Now I have killed his father again, and I feel a little sorry for him."

Wei Lin raised his eyebrows: "What, do you regret it?"

Yun Li shook her head: "I don't regret it, but I hope he can hate me less..."

Their conversation was already hazy for Jingzhe, as if it came from the distant sky.

He originally didn't care anymore, and just quietly enjoyed the last peace before his death. When he heard this, his half-closed eyes suddenly opened wide and he was struggling to say: "What did you say...?"

Faced with his zombie-like behavior, Yun Li and the others immediately retreated three feet, and confirmed that Jingzhe was only half a breath left, so they felt a little relieved.

Yun Li said in surprise: "What's wrong with him? Rebirth?"

As he spoke, Jingzhe's breath that was extremely despair suddenly rose step by step, and his face became rosy to the naked eye.

"Burning soul!" Yun Li was even more vigilant and hurriedly confirmed to Wei Lin, "Is the formation okay? Isn't it going to collapse, right?"

Burning the soul is a taboo technique, and few people can do it. When facing a situation of death, burning the soul can restore people to their full state in a short period of time and strive for a glimmer of vitality.

Soul damage, either die or be stupid afterwards, but there is more hope.

Wei Lin was fully alert and was a little puzzled. Other places could naturally gain a glimmer of vitality by burning their souls, but here they were in the Spirit Array, and the souls could not be restored to their full state.

Although he did not recover his spiritual power, he recovered his physical strength. Jingzhe stood up with a sharp look like a sword: "You just said that Chu Nan's mother was Lingxi, the Phantom Palace?"

Uh, burning the soul is just to restore physical strength and ask questions?

Yun Li nodded and said in surprise: "Don't you know about this?"

No, Jingzhe is the best man to kill. Even if Xingye actually trusts Bai Lu more, he has to show his importance to Jingzhe on the surface.

Besides, Jingzhe is the one who grew up with him outside. Xingye has left his descendants, so there is no need to hide them from Jingzhe, right?

Jingzhe suddenly laughed crazy: "Phantom Palace? Phantom Palace! Hahahaha... You actually chose the descendants of the Qin family, hahaha..."

As he smiled, his voice was filled with sadness and anger, his eyes were scarlet, and he roared to the sky: "Xingye, are you worthy of my mother!"

After shouting, he spit out a mouthful of bright blood, his breath was suffocated again, and he fell to the ground.

Yun Li and Wei Lin looked at each other and were both surprised. Jingzhe and the family of Zhenjun Suxi were in a grudge!

Jingzhe turned over and lay on his back. He tried hard to open his eyes, looked at the night sky, and hid the bright moon in Yuanwei Garden behind the clouds at some point, leaving only a few dim stars.

In a trance, he returned to that night, and his mother's pleading sobbed in his ears and kept dedicating his merits. He and Xingye struggled forward, trying to push the man away from his mother.

Unfortunately, they were dying and cultivating their qi cultivation to face the cultivator in Yuanhou, not to mention that the hypocrite Yiming was still obsessed with being possessed by evil spirits.

They could only watch their mother being humiliated and sucked into her cultivation, and could not do anything except cursed and hated eyes.

Afterwards, Yi Ming, who had recovered from ease, felt guilty for a short time and wanted to kill them to silence them!

The dignified Palace Master of the Phantom Palace, a gentleman who is respected in the eyes of everyone, wants to kill her to silence her after forcing her to savior!

At that moment, he swore that he would destroy these righteous hypocrites and all the hypocritical despicable people in the world!

Obviously, at that time, Xingye hated him as much as he did. After getting the substitute puppet technique, he chose the hypocrite Yiming first.

But why did you choose Yi Ming’s descendants? My mother is also the one who raised him...

Jingzhe's scarlet eyes were wide open, almost bulging out of his eye sockets, and his body could not stop trembling, as if he was in the ice and snow of the cold winter month.

He vowed to destroy the Qin family's blood clan and avenge his mother, but Xingye gave birth to descendants with a woman with the Qin family's blood clan, and he protected the bastard more than once.

This life is a joke, "Xingye—"

After a roar of sadness and anger, Jingzhe's body spasmed violently, and then his head tilted, and there was no sound, but his eyes were still wide open, and the edges of his eye sockets were covered with blood, like a hideous ghost Shura.

After exploring his breath and confirming that Jingzhe was dead, Yun Li couldn't help but hug his arm. His last sentence, Xingye, didn't look like a sound that humans could make.

Just two short words made people feel unconsciously clumped into a ball. Yun Li was very curious about what kind of grudges the mother of Jingzhe and the Qin family in the Phantom Palace had. Unfortunately, Jingzhe is dead, and she may never know this secret.

Qinghe Valley.

A few days passed by, and the demon cultivator of Tianwu had already returned to Tianwu Forest, but Xingye Jingzhe, the strongest man in the Canye Pavilion, has not returned yet. Fu Yue and others are both happy and sad.

Of course, it is natural that Xingye Jingzhe had something to happen. Although they did not see Xingye Jingzhe leave, the spiritual pet was in danger and the owner disappeared, which is obviously unreasonable.

The biggest possibility is that something happened to them.

What is worried about is when Canglan has produced such a powerful powerful person? Xingye Jingzhe can be said to be the top strong man in Canglan Continent. If two of them are invincible, how can these people be the powerful opponents?

However, all this is speculation and you cannot leave without definite news.

Fu Yue was secretly anxious. Judging from the pills sent by Mu Yan secretly, Qian Jiuyunli was seriously injured. If she could take this opportunity to set up a plan, her success might double.
To be continued...