Super Comic System

"Have you ever experienced despair?" Qiu Zhenhui said in a cold tone, without a trace of emotion, as if it was coming from the Nine Nether Hells.

"You... what do you want to do..."

Pooh!

As soon as Yin Tong's voice fell, his other arm flew out immediately, and blood rushed out desperately.

"Yintian Palace, the scum in the nine sects and eighteen palaces, even blood pollutes the environment like this." Qiu Zhenhui said in a flat tone, but everyone could hear the murderous intent hidden in the words.

"You...Aren't you afraid of revenge from our Yintian Palace?" Yintong looked at Qiu Zhenhui in horror and said.

"The Yintian Palace will be wiped out sooner or later. You just took a step ahead of time. Is there anything wrong with that? You should feel lucky that I helped you rebirth in advance, but..." Qiu Zhenhui's His face suddenly turned cold, and the Qingxiao sword drew out its sheath, and slashed towards Yintong's right foot.

Pooh!

The blood soared and sprinkled on the green grass, as if embellishing the green grass, it looked even more dazzling and scarlet under the sun.

"Ah!" Then there was a scream, and Yintong, who lost his hands, could only lie on the ground and keep rolling around, his wailing voice kept coming out of his mouth.

"I said before, have you ever experienced despair?" Qiu Zhenhui said lightly, placing the Qingxiao sword in his hand across his other leg.

"Please...please...please...don't...don't kill me...don't kill me..." At this moment, Yintong was lying on the ground like a dog, begging for Qiu Zhenhui's forgiveness. That arrogant look just now.

"Since you are a member of Yintian Palace, then... you were responsible for the twelve murders of girls before, right?" Qiu Zhenhui suddenly remembered that Yintian Palace found that they could use the blood of virgins to cultivate, so he Only then did I try to ask Yin Tong.

"Yes... I did it..."

Pooh!

"Ah!" As soon as the words fell, Yin Tong's other leg flew out, and the blood once again stained the surrounding grass, and Yin Tong's hoarse voice came out immediately.

"You Yintian Palace are really scum! You are willing to kill those young girls, it seems...it is really unreasonable to have your Yintian Palace here!" Qiu Zhenhui said in a cold tone, with the murderous intent implied in his words Yin Tong couldn't help trembling.

"I...my father...is from Yintian Palace...outer...inner sect elder...you...you dare to do it, you...you will die!" Yin Tong bared his teeth and looked at Qiu Zhenhui and said .

"I've already killed your people from Yintian Palace once, as long as there is the first time, I will dare to kill the second time!" Qiu Zhenhui said.

"you……"

Pooh!

Before the Yin Fairy Tale could be finished, Qiu Zhenhui's Qing Xiao sword brushed across his neck, and he also fell to the ground, his eyes bulging, lifeless.

boom!

At the moment Qiu Zhenhui retracted his sword, Yin Tong's body suddenly set itself on fire, a small ball of flames flew slowly into the air, paused for a while, and shot out suddenly to the east.

"Not good! I didn't expect that there was a mirror soul on him! What happened now!" Qiu Zhenhui said looking at the flames that burst out to the east.

"What is Mirror Soul?" Liu Yiran looked at Qiu Zhenhui and said.

"Mirror soul is the soul method unique to the eight-star physique. When you upgrade from a seven-star physique to an eight-star physique, the combat energy in your body will undergo transformation, and further transform into emptiness. The mirror soul is fused with the unique emptiness of the eight-star physique. In the soul, if the host dies, the mirror soul will record the last glance of the host before it was alive, and then fly to the giver, and then present it. It's used by the younger generation, now it's troublesome..." Qiu Zhenhui said solemnly looking at the direction where the mirror soul disappeared.

"Then... is there any solution?" Liu Yiran saw Qiu Zhenhui's serious face, and her heart couldn't help being pulled.

"Hey! I can only take one step at a time!" Qiu Zhenhui shook his head and said with a sigh.

"It's all my fault that caused you to become like this..." Liu Yiran looked at Qiu Zhenhui with an apologetic face, her autumn eyes like water were rippling, looking pitiful.

"It's okay, everything will pass. If I hadn't killed him, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened." After speaking, Qiu Zhenhui hugged Liu Yiran's tender body and said.

"Yes... I'm sorry..." Liu Yiran said with a trembling body.

………

In the big forest that has been covered with mist for many years, on a desolate wasteland, there is a magnificent building. Heard a few wolves howling.

A somewhat faded Zhumen door interprets its long history, and there are three large characters engraved on the Zhumen door:

cloudy palace

"Who killed my son!" In an extremely gorgeous ancient house, an angry voice resounded through the sky, and then, a figure gradually appeared in midair.

It was an old man over half a century old, with a weather-beaten face that was deeply twisted together, two deep-set eyes, deep and bright, looking very wretched, his hair had disappeared, under the sun's rays It looks exceptionally bright when exposed to light.

"Who killed my son!" the old man said angrily, holding a broken bead in his hand.

call out!

A ball of flame flew in front of him.

"Mirror Soul..." the old man stared blankly at the flame and said.

"Okay! Let me see who dares to kill my son!" The old man said angrily, as if he wanted to twitch the man who killed his son, peeled off his skin, and drank his wine The blood ate his flesh and turned him into ashes.

boom!

The flame stopped in front of the old man, and gradually turned into a shape similar to a TV set, and pictures gradually emerged one by one.

On the screen, a handsome boy was holding a sword and was constantly fighting with a dwarf. In the end, the dwarf didn't know what he said to the handsome boy. His eyes turned cold, and he took the sword and chopped off the dwarf's head. Hands and feet brushed his neck one last time, and the dwarf fell dead as well.

"Son! My son! Father will avenge you!" said sadly looking at the dead dwarf in the picture.

"Is this the one who killed you? Father will definitely tear him into pieces, don't worry! You walk slowly on the road to the underworld, and I will definitely let him accompany you and work like a bull for you!" the old man said. His pair of inverted triangle eyes are full of murderous intent.

That's right, the old man is Yintong's father, the inner elder of Yintian Palace, Yin Wushan.