The strong wind is even stronger.

Zhimi's clothes were soaked in blood.

He knelt there, blocked the Fierce Feng with his body, and hugged Qingxu's head tightly.

The master's soul is gone, and he must not let his master's body suffer any more damage.

In a trance, he remembered what his senior sister said.

If he didn't come today, he would have been able to escape.

But how could he not come!

How can it be!

Zhimi vomited a large mouthful of blood again.

Like a bloody man.

Xuan Yinyue in front of her swung her sword again, and with a bang, she completely resisted the sky thunder.

The bitter light faded away.

Xuan Yinyue still stood there with a calm cloud and a gentle breeze.

But she soon discovered that the wedding dress was burned by lightning, leaving a black and gray mark.

"This is the wedding dress prepared by my senior brother..." Her eyes became sinister, "It's all your fault."

Zhimi was seriously injured and could not speak, and could not look up at her.

Xuan Yinyue's hand rises and his sword falls again.

Zhimi's head was cut off like others and rolled to the ground.

The soul floated into the air, and he shouted angrily: "If you kill someone without blinking, you will be punished by God!"

"I have been cutting wood for so many years and have never feared the punishment of heaven." Xuan Yinyue's sword was once again surrounded by black fog.

The eyes turned red again.

He slightly opened his red lips: "You little Taoist priest is very annoying to me."

So she also wants to destroy the soul and let him become the nourishment for Longquan.

Zhimi was a little panicked. If he was destroyed, he would not even have the chance to be reincarnated.

He called other Taoists to fly away together.

But they are new ghosts and they don't float up very quickly.

The black mist has already flown!

It seemed like a sword, and they were all going to be killed.

However, at the critical moment, a talisman and a spirit bag flew over and took all eight or nine of their souls into it.

Although the talisman could not completely block the black fog, it also decomposed a lot of power.

Chongjiu smeared the sword with blood and recited a spell on his mouth before breaking the black mist.

But with just one strike, he had already injured himself, his knees became weak, and he half knelt on the ground, using a long sword as support.

He gritted his teeth and quickly took back the spirit bag.

Xuan Yinyue was extremely unhappy: "One more."

They are all seeking death, so why can't they come together and waste her time here?

Chongjiu saw Xuanyue’s evil spirit soaring into the sky from a distance and used the teleportation talisman to come over.

At this moment, I saw clearly the situation in the back mountain and my scalp was already numb.

It was difficult for me to take her move and I understood more clearly that this woman could crush his soul and body with a slight move of her finger.

He coughed, and blood was leaking from the corner of his mouth: "Senior is so awesome."

Xuan Yinyue raised her eyebrows and raised the corners of her mouth.

"You can speak. If you put down your spirit bag and get out immediately, I can save your life."

Chongjiu grabbed the spirit capsule and after some ideological struggle, his eyes firmly looked.

"Senior, there is a soul inside. His senior sister has kindness to me, and I have asked her for it."

"They offended seniors, they deserve to die. Since seniors have killed them, they should be relieved. Why don't you give them a chance to reincarnate, right?"

"If senior agrees, I am willing to be my servant and serve you for the rest of my life."

Xuan Yinyue looked at Chongjiu.

The eyes changed from contempt to anger.

"You actually want to seduce me? You deserve it?"

If he took him away, the senior brother would definitely be unhappy.

Chongjiu was shocked, and then quickly crawled on the ground, "Senior, I am willing to die and replace their souls!"

This is his last solution.

Xuan Yinyue's anger dissipated instantly.

She chuckled and said, "Is it worth it to give your life for a few souls?"

Chongjiu took a deep breath, holding the determination to die: "It's worth it, my life was saved by his senior sister."

Xuan Yinyue became interested in the character of senior sister.

She shook the Dragon Spring Sword, and the blade emitted a bitter light in the sunlight.

"You have to add your soul."

After saying that, she threw the Longquan Sword out.

It happened to be inserted in front of Chongjiu, and the evil spirit of the black fog filled the air, which made Chongjiu feel oppressed and his whole body was chilled and trembled.

Chongjiu got up, looked at Longquan Jian, and did not speak or act.

Xuan Yinyue looked like she saw through him and stroked the hanging black hair: "If you don't have courage, just leave your spirit bag and get out quickly."

"Senior, please keep your word."

But now, it's not Chongjiu's turn to force her to swear.

He went to grab the hilt of the Longquan Sword, and the black mist quickly wrapped around his arms and wrapped around him.

Suddenly, he felt fear and did not dare to draw his sword.

Chongjiu's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, and blue veins were prominent.

He shouted loudly: "Zhimi! If you can see the Ninth Princess, tell her, I will kill many people for Chao Sheng. I will commit suicide today to destroy my soul, and I will redeem my sins. I just want her to see

In my protection of you, I will summon the soul to repair my eighth senior brother!”

Then shout and make courage.

He was finally able to pull up the Longquan Sword.

A buzzing sound.

The sharp sword blade was wiping it onto his neck, and not only did a blood mark appear, but even his three souls and seven spirits were eroded and swallowed by the black fog.

Chongjiu fell down.

Blood flowed all over the ground, soaking the soil.

"He's a man." Xuan Yinyue stretched out her hand and summoned the Longquan Sword back. With a trembling hand, the blood on it fell to the ground.

The sword body is cleaner.

It seems that it has never killed people or destroyed souls.

However, Xuan Yinyue stepped forward and walked to Chongjiu.

Kicking his body over, the blood-stained spirit capsule was exposed.

She said expressionlessly, "I have been banned for many years and my cultivation has been greatly reduced. Now I am only in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, which is really embarrassing."

The soul in the spirit bag has a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Xuan Yinyue said again: "Longquan Sword takes your soul, which can help me practice, so don't waste it."

After saying that, he waved his sword to cut the spirit bag, stepped on it, and forced out the souls of Zhimi and others.

The souls screamed.

Zhiya stood in front and shouted: "My senior sister is very powerful. If you kill them all, she will never let you go!"

"Your master has been beheaded and destroyed by my soul. How powerful can Senior Sister be? Where is she? If she is so powerful, why didn't she show up to save you?" Xuan Yinyue sneered disdainfully.

The Longquan Sword is about to reach Zhimi.

Zhiya was so scared that he closed his eyes: "Senior Sister!!!"
To be continued...