Bingchen Consciousness World!
Looking at Yue Yao's soul who had lost consciousness, Bing Chen clenched his fists with a cold look on his face, and there was obviously a bit of grief in his eyes.
"Yao'er's main soul..." Qian Zheyue hesitated to speak.
Bing Chen shook his head, the sadness in his expression becoming more and more obvious.
Seeing this, Qian Zheyue didn't ask any more questions.
Arriving next to Yueyao's split soul, Qian Zheyue knelt down and gently stroked his cheek.
After hesitating for a long time, Qian Zheyue said: "It's better to let her dissipate with the remaining empty soul shell, so that her soul can be fulfilled on the road to reincarnation."
When he said this, there was obviously deep sadness in Qian Zheyue's eyes.
Bingchen was shocked.
There was struggle in his expression. Bingchen was silent for a long time before he said, "Give me some time."
Qian Zheyue frowned slightly.
"Do you want to reunite Yao'er's soul with the wish of floating life?" Qian Zheyue asked.
Bingchen nodded and said: "Not bad."
Qian Zheyue was slightly stunned, but then shook her head and sighed.
"That's enough for now. I'll go back to the floating world." Bing Chen then said.
Qian Zheyue opened her mouth, but didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly.
...
In the magma world, Bing Chen opened his eyes.
There was still coldness in his expression, and the murderous intent in his eyes had not diminished.
After a moment of hesitation, Jingchan came to Bingchen and handed Feng Yanyu to him.
Looking at Feng Yanyu, Bingchen's eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent.
Taking it, Bingchen's divine energy surged immediately.
"Don't!" Jingchan said quickly.
He glanced at Jingchan with a cold look and listened to her continue: "The Phoenix Flame Feather Spirit swallowed up the Tribulation Fire Spirit, which was already severely injured. In addition, judging from the fact that the Feng Yan Feather attacked the space magical cultivator just now, the final result , there is no conclusion yet.”
Bing Chen's eyes changed a bit, he thought for a moment, and his soul power immediately peeked towards Feng Yanyu.
boom!
The power of fire burst out, burning Bing Chen's mind and preventing it from peeking.
"I have checked, and the Fengyan Yuling has fallen into a state of suspended animation and Nirvana. I can't see anything going on at this time," Jingchan said.
Looking at Jingchan, Bingchen hesitated for a moment, then put Feng Yanyu into the Kunyu Pearl.
Looking at Bing Chen, Jingchan pondered for a while and said: "You are seriously injured, let's heal first."
Without hesitation, Bingchen took out a pill and drank it, then immediately meditated and used his energy to heal his injuries.
A few days later, outside the magma world.
On top of the flying sword, Jingchan looked at Bingchen and asked, "What are your plans?"
Bingchen looked forward with cold eyes and did not answer.
After a slight hesitation, Jingchan said again: "This is not far from a hidden folding space. Let's go and take a look?"
Bingchen was silent for a few moments and said, "It's up to you."
Without asking any more questions, Jingchan commanded the flying sword and turned around.
At the tip of the flying sword, Bing Chen stood quietly, with a cold look on his face. There was no trace of any emotional fluctuations. Only the faint icy mood spread around, covering the entire flying sword.
In the back, Jingchan and Jiang Zimo stood side by side, both of them fell silent one after another, while Sikong Chong sat at the end of Feijian, meditating with his eyes closed.
Looking at Bing Chen's back, Jingchan looked incomprehensible. After a while, she sighed softly.
"Xiao Mo'er, don't mess with him recently." Jingchan said in a message.
Jiang Zimo glanced at Jingchan.
"I'm just reminding you that your arrogant temper will make people angry if you don't pay attention. This guy just lost a loved one, and now he has lost a swordsman. He will definitely explode." Jingchan said again. Transmission Road.
Jiang Zimo pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.
Looking at Jingchan, Jiang Zimo hesitated for a moment, then asked via voicemail: "You...really chose to follow him wholeheartedly?"
"What if?" Jingchan said helplessly.
Jiang Zimo's eyes changed a bit, and he pondered for a few breaths before asking again: "Jingxuan Shenzong, how will you deal with it?"
"It was for the sake of the sect that I made up my mind, otherwise I would have run away." Jingchan said.
Jiang Zimo frowned slightly.
"I'm betting!" Jingchan then said.
Jiang Zimo frowned again.
At this point, Jingchan looked at Jiang Zimo and asked, "Xiao Mo'er, do you dare to gamble with me?"
Jiang Zimo's eyes changed a bit.
"Now you have no choice. He will not return the soul mark to you easily. It is better to let go and follow him wholeheartedly. Maybe it will be more exciting in the future than for you to be the leader of the Tianhe Shen Sect peacefully." Jingchan Said again.
Hearing these words, especially the words "Print Soul Seal", Jiang Zimo's eyes clearly showed a bit of annoyance.
Seeing this, Jingchan had no consciousness and continued: "You have proven your worth to him, and he also gave you the medicine. Xiao Mo'er, I am optimistic about you!"
Jiang Zimo snorted lightly, then turned his head and ignored Jingchan.
Following Jingchan, only half a day later, several people entered a small world.
What you can see is a world of ice and snow, a world of extreme cold.
Seeing the situation in front of him, Bing Chen frowned slightly.
"What, you don't like it?" Jingchan asked.
Bingchen shook his head and asked, "What do you want to do here?"
Jingchan pretended to smile and said, "You'll know when the time comes. I promise I won't let you down."
Seeing that Bingchen paid no attention to her, Jingchan then drove the flying sword towards the depths of the small world.
Yes!
After only a few people had flown a thousand miles away, Jingchan suddenly stopped with a strange look on her face.
Bingchen glanced at Jingchan, but he didn't bother to ask any more questions. His spiritual thoughts spread suddenly, and the next moment, his eyes showed some changes.
"What a coincidence." Jingchan said.
Seeing Bingchen frowning, Jingchan asked, "Do you need help?"
Bing Chen did not answer, but looked ahead quietly.
Seeing this, Jingchan hesitated for a moment, then drove Feijian to move forward.
Not long after, after several people walked a hundred miles away, a battlefield appeared in their field of vision.
One of the two sides in the battle was wearing plain white clothes and skirts. Everyone exuded an icy aura. Their hands were icy cold, and their cold power was astonishing. The other party was wearing purple clothes, and everyone exuded a fierce aura, as if they were unsheathed swords.
Come and try it quickly. 】
"Bingso Divine Sect, Zixiao Sword Sect!" Jiang Zimo whispered.
When Bing Chen and others looked at the monks from both sides in the battle, the monks from both sides also focused their attention and looked towards Bing Chen and the others.
Seeing that Bingchen just glanced at the battlefield indifferently and then withdrew his gaze, Jingchan did not delay any further and drove the flying sword to the side.
Yes!
Zheng!
The few people could not move forward more than a hundred feet, and with a slight fluctuation in space, a figure in purple clothes teleported over. Pointing his sword at Bingchen and his party, the man said in a cold voice: "This is the place that I, the Zixiao Sword Sect, found first. Please leave quickly, otherwise you will not blame me, the Zixiao Sword Sect, for being rude."
At the tip of the sword, Bingchen frowned, while Jingchan took a step forward and said, "Fellow Taoist, you are right. Although this small world is secretive, you, the Zixiao Sword Sect, are not the only ones who know about it. The opportunities here are destined." Everyone can get it, but this fellow Taoist is a bit too overbearing."
The member of the Zixiao Sword Sect frowned and looked at Jingchan with a bit of evil in his eyes.
"In this Eastern Region, there are really not many people who dare to talk to me, the Zixiao Sword Sect, like this." The member of the Zixiao Sword Sect said coldly.
Jingchan had an indescribable smile on her lips and said: "That's right. After all, your Zixiao Sword Sect is one of the nine super divine sects in the world today, and the Zixiao Divine Lord is one of the ten great gods. How many people dare to Go against your will.”
The Zixiao Sword Sect member's eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a cold voice: "It's good if you know, and leave quickly now, otherwise you won't blame me for being rude!"
Jingchan's eyes were filled with chills.
Looking at Bingchen, Jingchan asked: "Master, what do you mean? They are blocking the road, are we going back?"
Seeing that Bingchen didn't answer, Jingchan sneered at the corner of her mouth, then looked at the person from the Zixiao Sword Sect and said: "Fellow Taoist, you have also seen that my young master does not seem to like your fellow Taoist being so strong and domineering, so he can only tell you Say sorry."
boom!
The members of the Zixiao Sword Sect unleashed their murderous intent. Their murderous intent, mixed with their fierce sword intent, instantly enveloped Bing Chen and the others.
Seeing this, Jiang Zimo's long bow suddenly condensed and was immediately drawn to full capacity. The Extreme Flame Bow and Fierce Sun Arrow instantly burst into flames.
The member of the Zixiao Sword Sect glanced at Jiang Zimo, especially when he looked at the bow and arrow in his hand, his eyes showed a bit of solemnity.
"Fellow Taoist, although the Zixiao Sword Sect is powerful, it does not mean that just one person from there can intimidate the world. There are many divine sects in the world, and strong men have emerged in large numbers. Fellow Taoist, perhaps they have been living in the Zixiao Sword Sect all year round, and they still have some power over the world. I can’t quite understand it,” Jingchan said.
At this point, Jingchan's tone was obviously a bit unkind. She glanced at the Zixiao Sword Sect member coldly and continued: "Qiang sects have their own arrogance, but if they are arrogant and domineering, there will be no way for the nine super divine sects to do so." , even the ten great gods will eventually come to an end!"
"Be bold!"
The member of the Zixiao Sword Sect shouted, and his murderous intent suddenly became more fierce.
Jingchan just looked at the Zixiao Sword Sect member coldly again, then used the flying sword to bypass him and fly forward.
"Uncle Master!"
Suddenly, at this time, a loud shout came from the battlefield below.
Hearing the sound, Bingchen frowned and his expression changed slightly.
Seeing this, Jingchan stopped flying her sword.
"Uncle Bingchen, Elder Bingxi has been looking for you!" Another loud shout came from below.
puff!
As soon as he finished speaking, he was stabbed by someone behind him with a sword, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Bing Chen turned around and looked down, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
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