The aura of the Holy Tribulation Realm is significantly different from that of the outside world. Through the dark soul halls, Qingying stopped, then soared into the air, swept across a hundred miles, and landed on a floating dark island with Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er.

The space here is dim and silent. With a raising hand, it seems that you can touch the eternal dark sky.

The floating island is roughly a hundred miles long and wide, and is flat and empty. Apart from the figures of the three of them, there is no trace of dust.

Qingying finally turned around and said to them: "This place is called Hun Luotian. Master, I will take you here, and she will arrive soon."

Qianye Ying'er glanced, her golden eyes slightly closed, and she said with a smile: "I heard that the Northern God Realm was barren and deserted, but I didn't expect that the King Realm was so shabby and the place where she was hospitalized was so shabby. It was really eye-opening."

"Yun Qianying, pay attention to your words." Qingying said coldly, and no longer concealed her disgust for Qianye Ying'er: "This is not the East God Realm where you are arrogant and blessed. Don't think that if you hurt your fourth sister, you can despise my soul! This is not a place where you are worthy of running wild!"

Qianye Ying'er's eyebrows were curled, and her slightly condensed golden eyes became dangerous and playful: "It's not your final say whether you deserve it or not..."

"Calm the sound!" Yun Che suddenly let out a low voice, interrupting Qianye Ying'er's words, and then spit out a word lightly: "Wait."

Qianye Ying'er moved her eyebrows and turned halfway and said, "When did you become so patient? If you are not strong enough, how can you..."

"I said wait!" Yun Che said seriously.

"..." Qianye Ying'er's lips moved and she let out a very soft hum, then she turned her face, stopped talking, and refused to look at him again.

Qianye Ying'er's attitude towards the witch is extremely bad. This has been revealed in full since she met the first witch, the cicada-like romance, and Yun Che also saw it all.

He knew even more clearly that the reason was that Qianye Ying'er's descent from the Goddess of the Brahma Emperor to the devil and the subordinate of the Northern Territory, which made her begin to disgust, or jealous of all the women who were close to her former identity and height... she wished that they would all fall into a state like her.

The witches are obviously all listed here.

No one spoke any further, but the quietness of Hun Luotian did not last long. Yun Che's face suddenly moved and his eyes turned. Immediately, Qianye Ying'er's eyes also condensed.

What a strong aura!

The air shook slightly, and then a black figure seemed to walk down from the sky and slowly landed beside Qingying. A gaze swept towards Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er with the pressure of darkness.

The woman was dressed in black, and she was as beautiful as the other witches she saw, and was covered in a layer of slow and elegant black mist. Her figure was particularly slender, almost comparable to Chiba Ying'er.

"Sister Three." Qingying nodded slightly. Her name also directly indicated the identity of this woman.

Ye Li, the third witch in the Soul Tribulation Realm behind the Great Witch.

Even without Qingying's mouth, Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er had already determined her identity, because her aura was obviously better than the fourth witch butterfly.

At least, when facing a demon butterfly who is better than her, Qianye Ying'er's pressure is not too heavy. When this woman in black appears, it clearly brought Qianye Ying'er a feeling of "unbeatable".

But her aura was not as high as Qianye Ying'er's former height. It was impossible for her to be the great witch's heart-tribulation spirit. Then, it was only possible that she could be the third witch.

The third witch Ye Li looked at Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er deeply. Seeing that the other party had no intention of responding, she said to Qingying: "They are Yun Che and the Goddess of the Eastern God Realm?"

Qingying nodded gently: "Even the third sister rushed back so quickly. It seems that the master has indeed something big to announce this time."

Ye Li's eyes flew again, and then suddenly stared at Qianye Ying'er, and said coldly, "It's you, you hurt the demon butterfly!?"

"It's me." Qianye Ying'er raised her eyes and smiled faintly: "If the man around me had not always been greedy and pity for the beautiful woman, and killing her... it would be impossible."

Ye Li's eyes suddenly became cold, and she said coldly: "Master's order is ahead, I will not attack you here. But, the demon butterfly and the cicada's account will eventually be collected from you!"

Ye Li's words are by no means a simple demonstration, nor are they intimidation. The nine witches are all "created" by the demon queen, with the same heart and vein.

Injuring one person means hurting nine people. Insulting one person means insulting nine people!

"Very good." The pressure of the third witch aroused the golden light that seemed excited and crazy in Qianye Ying'er's eyes: "What I want most now is the sword test stone! Don't let me down like that waste butterfly!"

"Wasty? Hey, are you talking about me?"

A cold voice came from afar. When the sound fell, two figures, one yellow and one blue, fell from the sky, landed in front of Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er, looking at them coldly.

The woman on the left was the fourth witch butterfly who had just fought yesterday. She was very injured yesterday, and her breath was obviously three-pointed.

The woman on the right was wearing a blue skirt, and her figure was bathed in a pure blue light like water. Her breath was much softer than other witches.

Even the eyes of Yun Che and the others were not deterred or oppressed at all, as plain and gentle as water flowing by.

The sixth witch - Blue Fly.

After glanced at the evil butterfly's injuries, Ye Li frowned. She heard that the evil butterfly was injured, but she didn't expect that she was so severely injured. She said coldly: "Demon butterfly, how about controlling her?"

"No need." Yaodie shook her head without any anger: "You are not as skilled as others, and you have nothing to say. But the one who defeated me is not this so-called goddess, and it is not her turn to mock her!"

A pair of bright eyes fell briefly on Yun Che and then moved away.

"Sister 3, sister 4...ah! And sister 5 and sister 6, you are all here!"

A girl with deep excitement and surprise suddenly heard the voice of a girl, crisp and ethereal as if she had fallen from a jade plate. She had not seen anyone, but a beautiful girl's face appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The ethereal voice quickly dispelled the depression here, and a girl as delicate as an elf also fell down quickly.

She has a petite figure, roughly the same as the colored fat. She is wearing a white skirt, and the hem of the skirt is covered with bright jade tassels. She seems to like these shiny and cumbersome decorations very much. She is wearing a pair of shoes that are also shining white jade.

Although she was not seen, she felt that she was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, unfinished.

The eighth witch of the Tribulation Soul - Yu Wu.

And she did not come alone. As she fell, a light golden figure slowly fell... with a breath that Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er recognized in an instant.

Nanhuang Chanyi!

The third witch Ye Li, the fourth witch butterfly, the fifth witch Qingying, the sixth witch Blue Finger, the eighth witch Jade Wu, the ninth witch cicada-yi... In a blink of an eye, the nine witches of the soul robbery have reached the sixth!

They would gather here so quickly, only Chi Wuyao could mean it.

It is completely different from the charming and confusing heart she presented, as if she refused and welcomed. Her decisiveness was completely beyond Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er's expectations.

As a witch, all of them have Ling Shi's divine power and aura. But Yu Wu is obviously different from other witches. She comes with cheers, like a benevolent child, rushing towards every sister, hugging and rubbing each witch's arms again, then looks at Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er. The originally excited expression turned into vigilance and hostility.

"They are the ones who plotted against Chanyi and injured the Fourth Sister?" Yu Wu asked loudly, her tone was completely different from what she had just now.

"Their current identity is the guest invited by the host himself." The sixth witch Lan Ting spoke, her voice as soft as a floating cloud: "I will talk about other things later."

"Hmph!" Yu Wu's brows raised, and her two snow-white and small hands were clenched together very hard: "Even if the master doesn't blame you, I won't forgive you."

Yun Che's eyes swept through the six witches in front of him one by one. Yu Wu's words did not change the slightest expression or expression.

Because what is projected in his eyes is not the Six Witches of the Tribulation Soul, but... the most luxurious and top-notch revenge tool!

The golden shadow shook, the ninth witch Chanyi slowly walked forward, then stretched out her jade hand to Yun Che, and slowly spit out two words between her lips: "Get it."

Her words at this moment were no longer as gentle as they were before, but only cold.

When she woke up in the Zhongxu Realm, her golden clothes were scattered and her jade body was naked. Inside her ears was the crazy sound left by Qianye Ying'er... She could not describe what kind of shame it was, which might be imprinted on her soul sea for the rest of her life.

After that, she did not track the traces of Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er. She was extremely afraid that if there was a slight pressure, the other party would really make Xuanying Stone public... As a witch, she was far more afraid of thousands of times than an ordinary woman. Because that not only would her life's reputation, but it would also bring shame to all the witches and the entire soul-shaking world.

Qianye Ying'er, who is known as the "Goddess", saw her extremely evil spirits by any means.

It took her a long time to confess this to Chi Wuyao and other witches because she knew that this would cause all witches to be deeply ashamed.

Now, this is the perfect place for Soul Luotian, and there are six witches present. She must let them hand over the Xuanying Stone to eliminate future troubles forever.

"Oh? Little Sister Chanyi, what do you want us to take?" Qianye Ying'er's eyes slanted, looking at Nan Huang Chanyi's palm, as if she was appreciating her delicate five fingers very seriously.

"Hmph, since you have arrived here, don't pretend to be garlic." The third witch Ye Li said coldly: "Immediately hand over the Xuanying Stone you had plotted against the cicada-clothing!"

"Yes! Hand it over now!" The eighth witch Yu Wu jumped and stood beside Nan Huang Chanyi, with fierce eyes and said angrily: "If the master hadn't allowed him to attack you, we would have... hum!"

"No," the fourth witch butterfly said lightly: "The master only told me not to hurt Yun Che, and never included anyone other than Yun Che."

"No," Chanyi nodded, her eyes stopped on Yun Che's face for a short time, and then forced to turn to Qianye Ying'er: "My Goddess of the Emperor of Fan, you have already stepped over my bottom line, but when you think of your master's intention, I can hand over the Xuanying Stone, so I can bear this matter for the time being. Otherwise..."

"Bottom line?" Qianye Ying'er sneered: "You forced me to do the things back then. You tear our secrets and I tear your clothes. It's very fair."

"By the way, leave a small amulet." Qianye Ying'er smiled slightly coldly: "As a witch, you shouldn't even know such a simple way of survival, right?"

"It's ridiculous." Nan Huangchanyi's five fingers were closed, and her slightly trembling fingertips showed her anger: "So, are you unwilling to hand over it?"

"A mysterious shadow stone engraved with the scenery of the witch is the only one in the world. How could I bear to hand it over to others such a rare and wonderful thing?" Qianye Ying'er said slowly, with only mocking at the corners of her lips.

Back then, Nan Huang Chanyi was indeed harmless and had no intention of Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er, and to some extent he helped them. On the contrary, Qianye Ying'er's method of taking "talismans" was extremely despicable.

The witches thought that since they had arrived in the Soul Tribulation Realm, they would definitely resolve the matter with the flow, but they did not expect that Qianye Ying'er was so unreasonable and arrogant.

"It seems there is no need to say more." The third witch stepped forward, and every time she took a step, a faint dark mark would form behind her: "The Goddess of the Emperor of Brahma, do you really think that we witches are easy to bully!"

She slowly stretched out her hand: "Give you the last five breaths, either hand over the Xuanying Stone. Or... we will pick it up in person. But at that time, it will be more than the Xuanying Stone left behind!"

In the distant sky, above the rolling black clouds, Chi Wuya looked here with interest, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Is the goddess of the Brahma Emperor such a bad person?" A cold woman's voice sounded behind Chi Wuyao.

"Great?" Chi Wuya smiled sweetly: "She is a person who does everything she can to achieve her goals. The methods she uses in the East God Realm are far from being bad."

"However, she is just creating momentum in this posture."

"Build momentum?"

"She wanted Yun Che to speak and ordered her to hand over the Xuanying Stone, so that Yun Che could set an initial position in front of Chanyi and the others... However, she was obviously very unfamiliar with such small methods that harmed oneself and benefited others, and she was not doing so beautifully."

"And this is a wonderful thing in itself."

With his fingers gently stroked his lips, Chi Wuyao had no intention of showing up. His dark eyes shot a demonic light that could instantly charm the soul of the heart: "Let me take a good look, how will you impress me, such a cute kid? If you can't do it, I will be very disappointed...my good Che'er."

"…????" The eyes behind him were stagnant.
Chapter completed!