"I am the current head of the family. We are the only ones left in the Dream Clan. Many things are gone, so I don't know about this."
Xuying's expression turned cold, as if he couldn't believe it.
"What you said is true."
Qin Ling nodded.
"Who did it?"
Oriental people
The shadow stood there without moving for a long time, then let out a long sigh.
"Everything has its fate. I am just a remnant soul. Seeing you means I have completed my final mission."
It can be heard that Xuying's tone is full of helplessness, he is about to ascend to the immortal world, but in the end he can only watch his family decline."
Then, the shadow waved his hand, and a loud noise suddenly sounded from the wall.
In an instant, several firelights lit up.
In front of everyone's eyes are several boxes.
Xuying walked forward and said to Qin Ling.
"These are the last things I have left. They are all treasures of the heavenly level. You only have one of the spiritual level."
"It was originally given to your father, but I didn't expect that it would be inherited by you in the end. You two, no, you three are all pretty good."
Xuying turned his head to Qin Huanyin: "I can't see through the skills you practice, so cherish them."
Then, Xuying waved his hand, and these boxes came to Qin Ling.
"Originally, only the geniuses of my clan could come to me to ask for a treasure, but now it seems that there is no need for it. They are all given to you. How dare you revitalize my Dream clan."
Qin Ling took the box and put it away.
"Why don't you dare?"
Xuying laughed, and then looked at Zhu Chen with some awe.
"Senior, can you tell me if the world above the fairy world is the pinnacle."
Zhu Chen shook his head: "The higher your cultivation level, the more insignificant you feel. Sometimes, having a low cultivation level is actually a good thing."
Xuying nodded slightly: "I've been taught."
Then, he smiled at Qin Huanyin, took out a ring, and handed it to him.
"I don't have anything good to give you. This ring was given to me by a woman. She has probably passed away. I think it is just a thought."
Qin Huanyin took it, and something gradually overlapped with it in her mind.
It is said in the ancestral books that seeing him is like seeing the order of the head of the family, and even takes precedence over the order of the head of the family.
It looks exactly like this token.
Then, Xuying turned and looked at Qin Ling.
"You are very good. I think the remaining sword energy in your body is more advanced than the sword skills I have cultivated, so I probably have nothing left for you."
"but."
Xuying paused for a moment: "I hope you can practice the sword skills I gave you and pass it on as a legacy, if it can be revived in the future."
The phantom's finger stretched out and touched Qin Ling's eyebrows, and a faint light emitted.
Soon, Qin Ling opened her eyes, and a sword skill appeared in her mind.
Fantasy swordsmanship!
Qin Ling gave Xuying a complicated look, and he seemed to know what Xuying was going to do next.
"My sister and I are the only ones left in the Fantasy Clan. Do you want to leave too?"
Xuying's eyes showed affection, and he touched the heads of Qin Ling and Qin Huanyin.
"Silly boy, the world is no longer mine, it belongs to you. Old man, I am just a remnant soul. I have died a long time ago. My mission has been completed. Now is the time to leave, otherwise Heaven will not be able to tolerate me."
Then, he thought of something else: "Sir, can you help take care of my two juniors?"
Zhu Chen said calmly: "Huanyin is my apprentice."
Xuying was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"You two must listen to your teacher's teachings and restore my Dream clan."
Then, the phantom's figure became illusory and became a little thin.
Burn the soul!
Zhu Chen watched quietly as the shadow flashed and disappeared instantly without saying a word.
Everything is destined, even strong people will die one day, sooner or later.
Qin and Ling watched the shadow leave in silence and bowed deeply.
In the distance, a loud noise rang out from Dongfang's house. Dongfang Jue came out vomiting, looking gloomily at the half-destroyed house, and the gloom in his eyes became more and more serious.
Qin Qian, the ancestor of the Dream Clan and the most evil genius, was one step away from breaking through the tribulation, and was completely annihilated in the Yunyin Continent.
Things are impermanent.
Qin Ling took one last complicated look at the stone statue. At this moment, the stone statue suddenly exploded and turned into a pile of rubble.
Qin Ling turned around and left, and several people quickly followed.
Everyone came to the water pool again, and Qin Ling took out the two small bottles Zhu Chen gave him and put all the spiritual liquid in it.
Then he handed a bottle to Zhu Chen.
Zhu Chen thought for a while and finally accepted it. He didn't need it. Rabbit Datu Er and the others still needed this thing.
After walking out, Qin Ling began to feel confused.
What are you going to do?
Zhu Chen's thoughts at the moment were somewhat similar to Qin Ling's. He was a little confused as to what he was going to do next. He always felt like he was doing things in a daze.
Zhu Chen touched his heart, and the nine-turn fairy grass still stayed there quietly.
At this moment, Zhu Chen's heart calmed down, and the past gradually began to creep into his mind.
One figure after another flashed through his mind, all of them deceased.
He hasn't experienced death for a long time, and now these two days, he feels a little like himself.
Babel Church!
Zhu Chen's eyes narrowed. He had not forgotten this matter. Once this matter was over, he must investigate it clearly.
Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded.
When I looked over my head, I saw that it was actually Dongfang Jue. At this moment, Dongfang Jue's clothes were still a little tattered. It was obvious that he had come to take revenge before he had time to change.
At this moment, there was another person standing behind Dongfang Jue. He was in his thirties and looked extremely sinister.
There was a big knife on his back, and he looked well-dressed and neatly dressed.
Qin Ling's brows furrowed, thinking about how several people were transmitting messages.
Yan Puze, the master of Lianxu, is said to be the man behind the Dongfang clan. From this point of view, this is indeed the case.
Zhu Chen looked at Yan Puze in front of him coldly. He was in a very bad mood now, really very bad.
Without any communication, several people rushed over in an instant.
Zhu Chen Dabai fights against Yan Puze together.
Qin Ling used the hard steel Dongfang Jue alone, and Rabbit Datu and Rabbit occasionally hit the target from the side, but it was not very useful.
Qin Huanyin and Li Yanran quickly retreated towards the cave. They knew very well that not helping at this time was the most powerful thing for them at the moment.
There was a bang.
Zhu Chen's sword collided with Yan Puze's. The two of them were deadlocked on the spot with their weapons, and no one took a step back.
At this moment, Yan Puze frowned. He did not expect that he would be consumed by a monk in the Nascent Soul stage.
At this moment, Zhu Chen was slightly under pressure, and he quietly ran the Xiaoyao Mind Technique, but it was still a bit difficult and not running smoothly.
On the other side, Qin Ling and Dongfang Jue were also in a stalemate, with the Seven-Star Rainbow Sword constantly shuttled back and forth in the field. It seemed that after recognizing the master, this sword brought a lot of strength to Qin Ling.
At this moment, Yan Puze suddenly took a step back and slashed with the sword again, straight towards Zhu Chen's door.
Zhu Chen looked troubled, opened his hands, and divided the flying sword in front of him into two, two into three, and three into four.
It turned into a sword wall and blocked the sword.
Yan Puze's eyes became solemn. He used seven percent of his strength with this sword, but he still couldn't kill Zhu Chen.
Qin Ling's side is not too fierce. They all know that the outcome of this battle does not lie with them, but with the two big guys next to them, who can easily kill themselves in seconds.
So while the two were fighting, they were careful to watch out for each other, for fear of being affected.
At this moment, Qin Ling suddenly raised his right hand to the sky, and the Seven-Star Rainbow Sword appeared in his hand.
On the brow, a black shadow appeared.
Dongfang Jue took two steps back and looked at Qin Ling warily.
The devil, Qinling actually started to explode right now, which made him a little unexpected.
Without thinking much, Dongfang Jue immediately took out a small black shield.
The demonic energy rushed in crazily.
At this moment, demonic energy was constantly pouring out from around Qin Ling, surrounding most of his body, and his eyes were slightly red.
As if being stimulated, the Seven-Star Gilded Rainbow Sword turned into a sword light and rushed directly towards Dongfang Jue.
Go! Ugolden Shield.
The small black shield expanded rapidly, swelling to about five meters long and three meters wide.
It collided heavily with the sword light.
Ming!
The sword light flashed, and the Seven-Star Gilded Rainbow Sword and the Black Gold Shield collided together, and air flow continued to surge wildly from there.
Qin Ling also kicked off her back foot and quickly rushed towards the place where the two weapons were clashing.
Stretching out his right hand, he summoned the Seven-Star Gilded Rainbow Sword and rushed towards Dongfang Jue.
Dongfang Jue quickly retracted his shield, then held it in front of him. A skull ran out of his ring and flashed towards Qin Ling.
Qin Ling's face was expressionless, and with a flash of sword light, the skull was directly chopped away.
At this moment, Zhu Chen and Yan Puze were inseparable from each other.
There were splashes all around Zhu Chen, constantly shuttling around Yan Puze. Several sword marks could clearly be seen on Yan Puze's body.
And Zhu Chen didn't feel particularly comfortable here. After all, the other party's level was too much higher than his own, so it was still a bit reluctant.
Yan Puze shouted loudly, split the surrounding sword energy, picked up the sword and rushed over.
There were no fancy moves, just a single blow, and the surrounding space made a shattering sound like a broken glass.
Zhu Chen took two steps back, and the nameless man's little finger and thumb were slightly bent and raised in front of the bridge of his nose.
Tianji whirlpool!
A shallow vortex once again gathered on Zhu Chen's nails, exuding a terrifying aura.
Yan Puze's eyelids twitched slightly, and he actually felt the breath of death in it.
But at this moment, he can no longer retreat. If he retreats, he may die immediately.
The sword light and the vortex collided tightly, but strangely there was no harsh sound.