The ruins of the valley are in a mess.

Zhuo Yunxian stood on the hill, standing opposite Luo Bingli, with a solemn atmosphere!

"You...you actually killed Cui Wenhao!?"

Luo Bingli was slightly lost and didn't want to believe that Cui Wenhao would die like this.

Not long ago, Luo Bingli looked down on Zhuo Yunxian and believed that the other party's opportunities and luck were not as good as Cui Wenhao, and only deserved Cui Wenhao as a vassal. But she never expected that Cui Wenhao would die at Zhuo Yunxian's hands, and she suddenly felt like she was slapped in the face.

If you are just an ordinary disciple of the Holy Land, you will die if you die, and it is no big deal. But in Luo Bingli's heart, Cui Wenhao has great luck and great opportunities. Even the elder of the Holy Land could not predict his future achievements. He only knew that the other party was the soul of the reincarnation of the gods and man, and had extremely possible. If you follow Cui Wenhao, you might be able to transcend this world.

Zhuo Yunxian not only killed Cui Wenhao, but also cut off Luo Bingli's chance to become an immortal. This hatred is irreconcilable!

"snort!"

Luo Bingli gradually calmed down and took out a simple bronze mirror with his hand. The eight trigrams were arranged on it, and the divine light was restrained.

It is the treasure of the holy land, which can make the person who has just died and resurrect and resurrect. Although Cui Wenhao was beaten to death by Zhuo Yunxian, Luo Bingli would not give up as long as there was a glimmer of hope.

"The gossip borrows life and reflects the spirit of heaven... Cui Wenhao, gathers souls!"

As Luo Bingli activates the soul-illuminating mirror, lights gathered between the sky and the earth, and a faint figure appeared faintly, with a bit of Cui Wenhao's appearance.

"Okay, okay! Cui Wenhao really has great luck and great opportunity, and he still has his remaining souls that have not yet been destroyed!"

Luo Bingli was overjoyed and continued to condense Cui Wenhao's remnant soul with the soul-illuminating mirror.

"It's impossible to die!"

Zhuo Yunxian frowned and was quite shocked.

The methods of the Nanyan Holy Land are really incredible. Even those who are scattered can be resurrected. Although they are just a ray of residual soul light, without spiritual intelligence and consciousness, it should be no problem to reincarnate and re-cultivate.

What's more, with the means of the Nanyan Holy Land, there may be other ways to get to know Cui Wenhao's body.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yunxian's murderous intent soared and took action again!

Soul-killing sword, destroy!

Xuantian Divine Mirror, Refining!

Zhuo Yun's move was too fast and too extreme, leaving no room for anything. He used the Soul-Slaying Sword to kill the remaining souls, and sucked the residual soul light into the Xuantian Divine Mirror to suppress it, so as not to have any more variables.

Luo Bingli was still immersed in the joy of Cui Wenhao's resurrection. He never expected Zhuo Yunxian to be arrogant in front of him. He did not react for a while and could only watch Cui Wenhao's remnant soul was suppressed by Zhuo Yunxian.

"You! Look for! Die!"

Luo Bingli was furious, and his murderous intent was revealed in his eyes. The endless chill enveloped the ruins of the valley and condensed into a huge ice sculpture.

"Cry——"

With a loud cry, the fairy white crane surrounded Zhuo Yunxian, and flames burned all over his body.

The five-colored glazed flame is a ninth-level spiritual fire. Even if Luo Bingli is so cold, it will be difficult to hurt Zhuo Yunxian at all!

"Ninth-level spiritual fire!? Zhuo Yunxian, I have to admit that I still underestimated you!"

Luo Bingli's eyes paused slightly, and the murderous intent in her eyes did not diminish.

Zhuo Yunxian is weak and his tone is still firm: "The Nanyan Holy Land has always been a transcendent position and a neutral attitude. Is your Holy Lady trying to interfere in the dispute between good and evil? Zhuo does not want to be enemies with the Holy Land, but it does not mean that Zhuo is afraid of you."

"Cui Wenhao is a disciple of the Holy Land. How can I stand by and watch! No matter how clever your tongue is, I can't escape death today!"

Luo Bingli said with a cold look on his face, and raised a spiritual lamp and was about to attack.

At the same time, Zhuo Yunxian took out a mysterious light mirror, which reflected the mirror image of Cui Wenhao and the Jile Immortal Sect besieging him, including the scene of Luo Bingli taking action at this moment.

Zhuo Yunxian said calmly: "The right and wrong are public opinions. Today's events have been recorded in the mysterious mirror and passed on to Boss Xia and our sect leader to know that the saint should respect themselves."

"Okay, okay!"

Luo Bingli smiled anxiously, but a look of hesitation flashed in his eyes: "Cui Wenhao is already a remnant soul. As long as you return him to me, today's affairs will be gone, and I can promise to take you into the holy land."

Zhuo Yunxian was very active in such conditions. Unfortunately, after experiencing various previous situations, his sense of the holy land was reduced to the limit, so he did not believe Luo Bingli's words at all.

"I'm sorry, Choi Wenhao has been killed by me."

Hearing Zhuo Yunxian's answer, Luo Bingli could no longer help but get angry!

The wind and snow swept through, and the world was cold!

Zhuo Yunxian's heart was trembling, and he saw a woman as white as snow appearing behind Luo Bingli, high above, indifferent to the common people, and without any emotion in his eyes.

The Queen of Ice and Snow, the sky sign is a strange phenomenon, this is the top Dharma image.

Pseudo-sage powers, frozen heaven and earth!

With Luo Bingli's actions, the surrounding space suddenly turned into ice and snow, and countless ice needles extended towards Zhuo Yunxian. Even the ninth-level spiritual fire could not resist the invasion of ice and snow.

"Hmph! Zhuo Yunxian, I'm going to see how you resist!"

From beginning to end, Luo Bingli didn't believe that Zhuo Yunxian could kill Cui Wenhao unless Cui Wenhao was too careless... This is the confidence of a top-level magic powerhouse.

“Hohuh!”

The wind and snow howl angrily, and the world is frozen.

At the critical moment, the space around Zhuo Yunxian suddenly twisted, and a figure appeared from the void, blocking Zhuo Yunxian, which was his external incarnation.

"Sword Formation, get up!"

The body incarnation was connected with Zhuo Yunxian's life. When it was settled, it set off to sacrifice the ten directions of sword boxes, blocking the magical powers of the frozen heaven and earth.

"What!? You... you actually have an external incarnation!?"

Luo Bingli couldn't help but be stunned, with surprise in her eyes.

If it were just an ordinary external incarnation, Luo Bingli naturally did not take it seriously, but she clearly sensed that Zhuo Yunxian's transformed body contained powerful vitality, like a living life body.

Such an external incarnation, being able to grow with the master, represents infinite potential.

At this moment, even Luo Bingli couldn't help but feel greedy and wanted to snatch it. However, she hesitated for a moment and gave up.

Luo Bingli is the saint of the Holy Land of Nanyan. She claims to be justice and justice, and is above morality. She advocates perfection and cannot tolerate any dirt. Therefore, her pride in her heart does not allow her to have dirty thoughts, otherwise her heart will be covered with dust and her future path of practice will come to an end.

Of course, the most important thing is Zhuo Yunxian's strength, which gives her an unfathomable illusion. Even if she snatched it, she may not succeed, and instead damages the name of the Saint.

...

"Your Madam wants to do something?"

When Zhuo Yunxian saw Luo Bingli's eyes flashing, he knew that the other party had already had the idea of ​​giving in.

"You...good! Very good! Zhuo Yunxian, I will report to the Holy Land Elders today and ask them to decide."

Luo Bingli suppressed his anger and left with a slut.

The Middle Ages is about to open. As the Saint of Southern Yan, Luo Bingli does not allow any accidents to appear, so she has to endure it for the time being.

Seeing Luo Bingli leave, Zhuo Yunxian breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the formation here has been damaged, and demons will soon come here to investigate, so it is better to leave first.

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Chapter completed!