This is a very thin figure with disheveled hair and a blank look. However, after seeing Bing Xin, his misty pupils suddenly became angry and stared at her in a daze, as if he had seen another figure.

Jiang Xiaofan looked in the voice and couldn't help but open his mouth. The man who used to be a man of great power, made the world lose his voice and was invincible. However, he has now fallen into this state, and he feels a little sad.

This space is very dark, gloomy and terrifying, and evil spirits soar into the sky. Even though he is as powerful as Jiang Xiaofan, he can't help feeling a little chill at this moment, and there is a biting coldness, as if he is about to invade his bone marrow, causing him to shivering.

Bing Xin regained his calmness, his face was very calm, and he walked towards the stone chamber at the last side, looked at the skinny man sitting cross-legged in it, and spoke calmly: "Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, or, I should call you Leng Qingyang."

The leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect was named Leng Qingyang. At this moment, he raised his head and looked at Bing Xin. There was a burning light in his eyes. His words were a little anxious and his breathing was a little heavy. He said, "Where is her, Ningruo, she, how are she?"

He seemed a little excited. He was too familiar with the aura on Bing Xin's body. How could he forget it? Even though he had been remembering it clearly for decades. With the same inheritance and the same mysterious method, he could tell at a glance that Bing Xin was the descendant of the Bing Palace.

Jiang Xiaofan didn't say anything, stood beside Bing Xin, looking at the thin figure in the stone chamber. Although the Demon Sect Master didn't say much, he could feel the deep affection contained in these few short words. Over the years, this man has never forgotten the woman.

In just a moment, he had a simple understanding of this man, is the so-called demon? Leng Qingyang, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, how could a man who cares so much about love be a demon? Even if he is a demon, he is definitely not a demon!

Bing Xin had no expression, her voice was a little cold, and she said, "Not good!"

"What's wrong with her?"

"Dead."

Bing Xin's words were very calm.

The man in the stone chamber was stunned, and then became violent in an instant.

"Impossible! You lied to me!" He roared wildly, and his misty pupils instantly turned red. The terrifying demonic energy swept across the world, shaking the sky and the earth: "She can't die. I haven't gone out yet, how could she die! How could it be! Impossible!"

"boom……"

The dungeon was trembling and uneasy, as if it would shatter at any time. A pair of big hands were held on the iron gate ahead, and the dark demonic light rolled in, like a fierce wave rushing up, as if a prehistoric beast was about to emerge.

Jiang Xiaofan was shocked and moved with a step, blocking Bing Xin's body, which was comparable to the human emperor's powerhouse, and his infinite potential was blooming to resist this terrifying supreme magic power. Cold sweat wet his spine.

His heart was filled with horror. Is this the power of that man back then? He created the Tianmo Sect with one hand, and it was difficult to fight the world. It was really worthy of its reputation. It was so terrible. Who can resist this aura?!

“Buzz…”

The red and golden runes were pounding, and the surging golden light was blooming, like a golden lotus platform rising, and Buddhist runes were flying in this dungeon. The most holy breath flowed, and the big hand suddenly snarled and blue smoke rose.

"No, I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I'm not dead yet, how could she die!" The man in the stone chamber roared wildly, and roared in shock. Even if his arms were burned by the Holy Power, he didn't care. He roared to the sky: "I want to go out, I want to go out, Holy Buddha, please let me go out, I want to go out to see her, I don't believe it!"

Jiang Xiaofan gritted his teeth. This aura was too terrifying. Even with the golden runes, it was still very terrifying. He felt that his body seemed to be about to crack and was shocked. What a mighty power this is, it is really enough to be invincible to the world. Among the people he knows, I am afraid that only Old Man Liu Chengan, as well as the purple-haired young man and the white-haired old man who came to find His Royal Highness, could resist it.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

The man in the stone chamber was still roaring, his voice shook the sky, his eyes were red as blood, and the dark demonic energy seemed to surge from the ancient demon realm, trying to destroy all the spirits in the world, he was immersed in boundless violence.

"Junior, save money."

"That old bald donkey man is not very good, but he is indeed very powerful. If you can't escape these seals, you will lose your vitality in vain."

"This junior is very good, and his qualifications are terrible!"

"It's almost as good as those people in the past."

There are dozens of stone chambers of all sizes in this dungeon, each of which is sealed with an evil spirit, including the devil of the human race, the dead ghost master and the vicious monster beast, each of which is extremely terrifying.

Jiang Xiaofan was struggling to resist, and his whole body was in pain, as if he was about to fall apart. Such an aura was too terrifying. He couldn't believe how could this man be so powerful that he could have such power even if he was sealed in the stone chamber.

Bing Xin was blocked by Jiang Xiaofan. She raised her head and looked at the not-so-tall man in front of her. There was a strange light flowing in her jade eyes, dazed and a kind of inexplicable feeling rose in her heart.

I don’t know how long it took, but she spoke lightly and said, “A sword breaks the sky and the cold Qingyang.”

This sentence is not loud, and it can't even be spread far. However, just such a sentence, in just seven words, seems to have a mysterious demonic nature, like a soul-squeezing talisman, instantly causing the terrifying demonic energy in this dungeon to collapse and disappear without a trace.

"A sword breaks the sky with cold Qingyang..."

The man in the stone chamber calmed down in an instant, and his red eyes gradually returned to his human color. He kept repeating this sentence, murmuring constantly, his thin body retreated, his big hands were burned and charred, and even his bones could be seen. The breath on his body became violent again.

What a powerful existence he is. His spiritual power is enough to cover the sky of thousands of miles. Even if he is blocked here and his spiritual consciousness is limited, he can still see through the reality of the virtuality and reality at a glance. What Bing Xin said is true, and he can see at a glance that it is just how he can bear it and how he can bear it. His heart is bleeding.

"One sword breaks the sky, one sword breaks the sky, hahaha..." He laughed wildly, as if he had remembered something, his head was full of black hair dancing wildly, but there were crystal dripping in his eyes, flowing down his cheeks, wetting his face: "One sword breaks the sky, without you, what else can I break the sky! What's the use of breaking the sky!"

The endless crazy demonic energy vibrated in this space until three hours later, and it gradually stabilized here.

At this moment, the man in the stone chamber seemed to have grown old for thousands of years in an instant, and his whole body was as if he had been drained from his energy. He sat on the ground weakly, his eyes became blurred again, as if he had lost his light, with a little sobbing, muttering to himself: "Ningruo, Ningruo, why, why..."

The terrifying pressure of this space disappeared without a trace. In front of Jiang Xiaofan, this terrifying man who had just been shockingly powerful seemed to be a fragile man who had lost his will, which made him suddenly feel sad.

"When she was pregnant with your child, she also became infected with your demonic nature. Shortly after giving birth to her child, the potential demonic power revived, her life's cultivation was completely dissipated, and her vitality was slowly swallowed by the demonic nature." Bing Xin walked forward, looked at the decadent man in the stone prison, and said coldly: "She died, because of you, and for her, the master was sad for a year, with white hair growing, and his heart of Tao was almost broken!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, my fault!" The man in the stone chamber exclaimed in pain, tearing his hair hard and choking, "I should have thought of it back then. With her temperament, how could she leave Yuan'er who was still in her infancy? How could she leave me!"

"She already knows her own situation. She doesn't want us to feel uncomfortable, but why, why, why don't you tell me!" His breath became messy again, his eyes turned a little red, full of hatred and unwillingness, but more of them were deep self-blame. He tightened his fists and his nails fell into the flesh: "Damn ancient scriptures, strange demonic nature, made me walk on a path of no return, causing her to die. I hate, I hate!"

The Heavenly Demon Sect Master has the most powerful combat power. He fought against Ziwei invincible back then, so powerful! However, even with his powerful cultivation, he still could not suppress the demonic nature. What's more, the weak woman who was weak because of the broken Yuanyin was not entangled, but her life was completely swallowed by the demonic nature.

I don’t know how long it took, but the man in the stone chamber gradually recovered and was depressed. He raised his head and looked at Bing Xin, and said in a trembling voice: “You and her, you, the same master, no wonder, no wonder the breath is so similar…”

"Ningruo is gone. I was the one who killed her. I deserved to die..." His eyes were filled with guilt. He opened his mouth and said, "Your master, that senior, I am sorry for her. Is she okay?"

The previous generation of the Ice Palace master was named Ningruo, who was the first disciple of Master Bing Xin. Just like he treated Bing Xin, the old man always regarded Ningruo as his biological daughter, loved and pampered her in every way.

Of course, the Demon Sect Master knew about these things. What would happen to his mother if his daughter died? He could naturally think of how sad the old man was at the beginning. He felt that he had killed Ningruo and felt guilty about the old man.

"Not good!" Bing Xin's face was a little cold. She looked at the decadent man in the stone chamber and spoke directly, saying, "I gave her that thing to her back then, and she finally gave it to you. Now, because of this thing, the master remembered her again and fell into sadness and grief. Now I ask you to return it. I want to take it back. I don't want to see the master sad."

The man in the stone chamber trembled violently, his right hand trembled into his arms, and took out a purple bell, which whirled lightly in his hand, making a crisp sound of jingling. He just held it like that, as if he saw the woman back then.

Jiang Xiaofan was shocked and deeply moved. The dignified Demon Sect Master, who had fought in the world in the past, failed to hear the sound of the world. However, such a man, the treasure he cherished for his life, turned out to be such an ordinary purple bell.

He finally understood why she snorted coldly when he asked Bing Xin what that treasure was. Looking at the purple bell, at this moment, he could clearly feel that this was not a magic weapon, nor a heavy weapon, just an ordinary copper bell, a copper bell that was inconspicuous in the eyes of mortals.

He looked at the man in the stone chamber and could clearly find that the man's eyes became clearer, which made his heart tremble. The old and yellow book said that that thing could suppress the demons. So that's how it is. Zi Ling was suppressing the demons, he was suppressing the demons with love.

"Ningruo is gone, it's me who hurt her, it's me who's sorry for that senior." In front, the man in the stone chamber trembled with his right hand. Although he was full of reluctance, he still handed Zi Ling out: "If this Zi Ling can make that senior feel better, I think Ningruo also hopes to see it. She loves her master very much."

Bing Xin reached out to take it, but at this moment, another big hand reached over and grabbed her wrist.

"Bing Xin, it's enough, no need to do this anymore..." Jiang Xiaofan shook his head at her and said, "The elder is sitting quietly on the Taoist platform. She still has you, but he only has this purple bell..."

Bing Xin was silent. She looked up at Jiang Xiaofan, and there was a strange light flowing in her eyes. She stared at him for a long time, and finally turned around indifferently. She did not answer the purple bell handed over by the Demon Sect Master, and said nothing, and walked to the other side alone.

"Thank you!" The man in the stone chamber trembled and put away Zi Ling with great care. His eyes moved back from Bing Xin's back. He looked at Jiang Xiaofan on the side, his eyes full of gratitude, and said in a trembling voice: "Young man, thank you, really, thank you."

"Senior, please be welcome."

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head. He could imagine that for this man today, that purple bell is everything. If Zi Ling really took it away from him, how cruel it would be for this man.

"Let's go..."

Bing Xin's voice came from the front. She stood in the center of the dungeon with her back facing Jiang Xiaofan, waiting for him.

"Teacher, take care of yourself, I'm leaving. I hope you can destroy all the magical nature!"
Chapter completed!