Yu Feng's expression became more and more serious, and he looked at Qinghui in her hand with his brows furrowed.
At this moment, he began to feel a little confused. A long sigh came from his throat, and his eyes looked at Yan Yun like the sharpest blade, "I destroyed my meridians, will you really let her go?"
Hearing this, Yan Yun shook his head gently, "No, I just want to see you in pain."
At this time, Duocai's voice sounded, with a slightly cold voice, "His formation can trap the souls of the dead here to generate Yin spirit energy, so he chose to set up the formation here."
No wonder the host can gain merit.
Yan Yun sneered. She thought of those people who died because of him, and who would be used as tools by him to be trapped here without a peaceful life.
Qinghui was tied up with her spiritual power and couldn't move. She looked at Yu Feng, her eyes a little confused, but she became firm in an instant, "Master, there is no need to save me. I don't want to be a bad person and use it to threaten you." props."
As soon as her words came out, Yu Feng felt overwhelming helplessness and desolation, "She has no memory of Qinghui. She is a brand new person. What happened in the past was all my fault. If you are willing to let her go, I will I will atone for all of this.”
"I have sealed her for a hundred years as punishment for the wrong things she did in the past, but now she has done nothing."
"Does this make any sense?"
Yan Yun interrupted him and couldn't help but sneered, "Isn't she the beneficiary? Should all of us suffer this for her resurrection?"
"Her existence is a mistake."
Her words silenced Yu Feng, and then his face became filled with gloom and a look of paranoia appeared in his eyes.
Yan Yun looked at him quietly, not rushing to take action or urging him, as if he was waiting for something.
Of course he wouldn't just watch her die. In that case, let him kill her with his own hands!
Yan Yun couldn't hear what spell he was reciting silently, but Qinghui, who was imprisoned by her, suddenly knelt on the ground, with a look of pain on her smart and beautiful little face.
Qinghui felt as if countless ants had burrowed into her head, densely gnawing at her flesh and blood, and even her soul seemed to have been forcibly extracted. She couldn't help but scream in a low voice.
Qinghui looked at Yu Feng, with a hint of prayer and indescribable sadness in his eyes.
Looking into her eyes, Yu Feng silently lowered his head and couldn't bear to look anymore.
The whole process only took a few seconds. The little girl next to her became silent and collapsed softly on the ground. He suffered a backlash, blood surged from his chest, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the silent Qinghui, he felt cold, even to the bone.
When Yu Feng's cold eyes fell on Yan Yun, who was smiling but not smiling, he looked into her eyes and suddenly understood why she talked so much nonsense to him.
Yan Yun has been forcing him to choose the most extreme method on this dead end.
She wanted to see him suffer, see his full hopes fail, and see Qinghui, whom he spent countless efforts to save, be killed by his own hands.
Yu Feng's palms clenched suddenly, and his face was full of anger. He wanted to kill her and trap her soul here forever to atone for Qinghui's sins!
In extreme sorrow, Yu Feng's skills were even more ferocious than before, and he opened up the ground heavily into a deep ravine. She jumped lightly and avoided it by overlapping with the dust and black soil in the sky.
There was a faint black energy in Yu Feng's spiritual energy, and even the sword energy that swept over him was very fierce.
His Taoist heart was completely broken.
Sensing this change, Yan Yun really wanted to use another demon-transforming talisman to make this venerable man who claimed to save the world since he was young become the demon he despises the most.
Her long sword was like a swimming dragon, transforming into thousands of invisible sharp swords according to her thoughts, trapping Yu Feng who was full of evil spirits.
Those wisps of golden light lingered in it, tightly trapping Yu Feng who had the potential to be possessed, and no matter how hard he attacked, he could not break through.
He began to become impatient, with a faint red light in his eyes, and Yan Yun took in all of this.
She understood that she was not alone at this moment, but the anger and unwillingness of all the souls trapped here by him.
In a daze, Yu Feng seemed to see familiar faces one after another, and they were asking him why.
He spit out another mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground in embarrassment with his sword on the ground.
Out of their sight, the lifeless Qinghui moved her fingers slightly. She reluctantly opened her eyes, stood up tremblingly, and faced Yu Feng who was in the storm.
Yu Feng steadied his body and waved his sleeves to sweep away all this. But the next second, he was trapped again, and the questions in his ears were like Sanskrit sounds, making him confused and depressed.
"The Qi in Qinghui's body is made up of these Yin Spirit Qi. When Yu Feng killed her, he extracted these Yin Spirit Qi and broke his own formation with his own hands. Once this forbidden technique is broken, , there will be a huge backlash.”
Duocai explained.
Yan Yun came to Yu Feng in an instant.
This time, it was her looking down at him.
There were strands of blue light wrapped around the sharp sword, pointing directly at the opponent's throat, and the blue light wrapped around his neck.
Yu Feng laughed at himself and looked up at Yan Yun. Her hair was flying arrogantly. Although her face was pale, her eyes were as firm and powerful as rocks.
Her spiritual power tightened inch by inch, and when she saw his eyes glazed over, she smiled and said, "Immortal Lord, you never imagined that you would be stepped on by an ant like me."
When he sat under the high platform and treated her as a pet to kill at will, would he have thought of today?
Her smile was full of the contempt he had when he looked at her, and her eyes were like a knife hidden in her eyes, forcing him to recall everything in the past.
"In that case, then you will go to hell with me!"
Yu Feng said this with reluctance, with deep disgust and madness in his eyes.
He wants to blow himself up, and he wants to drag Yan Yun to death with him.
"No, you don't have a chance."
Yan Yun chuckled lightly, and the next second, he heard a "Puch" sound, and a sharp sword transformed from demonic energy passed through his Dantian.
A look of pain filled Yu Feng's face, but he ignored the pain in his body and turned around to look behind him in disbelief.
Qinghui looked at him expressionlessly, with the demonic energy in his hands that had not yet been withdrawn.
All the pain just now was not as severe as it was now. His heart seemed to be clenched tightly and he couldn't breathe. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. "How could you..." kill me.
What's the difference between destroying his Dantian and killing him?
"You killed my entire clan, why do you think I won't kill you."
Qinghui hid the emotion in his eyes and snorted coldly.
She had long since recovered her memory, but how could she kill Yu Feng with her current body?
Yu Feng was not a demon. How could he know that even if the demonic energy in her body was purified, she would still be a demon. Once the Yin spirit energy was extracted, that would be the time for her to return.
Similarly, she will not live long if she loses her Yin spirit.
Therefore, the moment she was caught by Yan Yun, she took the risk to send a message to her, telling Yan Yun the method of breaking the formation.
Pulling out the Yin spirit energy from her body and letting Yu Feng kill her with his own hands is the way to break the formation, and Yu Feng will also suffer huge backlash.
Yan Yun was naturally happy to see him killed by his beloved's own hands.
(End of chapter)
