The God of Sky & Earth

The soul-controlling killing talisman of the sixth level of the Yuanhuang Realm is already considered extremely powerful. If it is put up for auction, it will also sell a lot of Yuanshi. Su Yi doesn't know if there are other soul-controlling talismans in the Golden Sword Sect. Kill character.

"Walk!"

Afterwards, Su Yi, Su Xiaoshuai, Qing Huang and the others left here without delay.

They knew in their hearts that someone would come here to check the situation soon. If their whereabouts were exposed, the Seven Star Sword Sect would definitely be drawn out at that time. After all, this place is not far from Sword Star City.

In addition, the members of the Golden Knife Sect also managed to escape, and if they didn't know how to spread the news about him, they might attract some desperadoes to take risks and attack him.

In the realm of chaos, there are so many powerful casual cultivators, Su Yi didn't want to take this risk.

After leaving, Su Yi and the others did not go directly to the loop this time, but found a hiding place again.

After arranging Qinghuang and Yinyang Minghuang to protect the dharma outside, Su Yi led Huang Jian into the mysterious space.

Huang Jian's injury was a bit serious, he was hit hard by Yang Baikun, his energy was disordered and his meridians were severely damaged.

"Thank you suzerain for saving your life!"

After entering the mysterious space, Huang Jian was about to bow down to Su Yi, but was held by Su Yi.

"Guarantee Huang, why be polite, we are all on our own now, saving you is a matter of course, and we don't need to be so alien to me in the future!" Su Yi looked at him and said seriously.

"good!"

Huang Jian smiled weakly and nodded.

"You are retreating here, and other things will be discussed after you recover!"

Su Yi took out a bottle of spiritual liquid and handed it to Huang Jian, letting him heal and recover.

There is not much left of this psychic liquid, the ones produced before were collected by Su Yi, and now there is not much left.

"Sovereign, I'll just adjust my breath slowly, I don't need this thing!"

Huang Jian stared blankly, looked at Su Yi and said.

He knew the preciousness of this psychic liquid, and it was because of this that he obtained great benefits and broke through to the realm of the Yuan Emperor.

Now that Su Yi took out a bottle of psychic liquid to heal his wounds, Huang Jian was not willing to accept it.

He didn't want to be polite to Su Yi, but he just felt that using such a precious treasure to heal his wounds made him a little distressed.

"You can take it here, I still have it here. Get back to normal soon, we have other things to do." Su Yi said. Coolsmith%.com "}First YR Issue {0"t

Of course, Huang Jian can recover by adjusting his breath by himself, but it will take a lot of time. With the help of psychic liquid, it will be countless times faster.

"Thank you suzerain! With the help of this thing, I will return to my full power in a short time!"

Huang Jian took a deep look at Su Yi with gratitude in his eyes, and thanked him again.

At this moment, he felt that Su Yi had given him enough dignity, instead of treating him like a servant.

Huang Jian felt extremely lucky to be able to work for such a suzerain.

Then, Huang Jian stopped talking nonsense, and after taking a last look at a short figure like a child not far away, he sat cross-legged on the ground, poured the spiritual liquid into his mouth, and began to adjust his breath and breathe out.

Waves of energy appeared on his body, which looked like a mist.

"Emperor Soul Devourer, how are you thinking?"

Ignoring Huang Jian any more, Su Yi took a step forward, walked to the side of the Emperor of Devouring Soul and asked.

However, the Emperor of Devouring Soul just gave him a meaningful look and didn't speak.

"Think about it again, I'll ask you again later."

Su Yi was not annoyed at all, turned around and walked out, leaving the mysterious space.

Watching the young man's figure leave, the Emperor of Devouring Soul couldn't help but look in the direction of his departure for a long time.

Afterwards, he turned his attention to the old man in yellow robe sitting cross-legged on the ground, and fell into deep thought.

"Let's just wait here. After Protector Huang recovers, let's do something together!"

After Su Yi walked out of the mysterious space, he said to Qinghuang and Yinyang Minghuang in the cave, "However, it's best to subdue the Soul Devouring Emperor before that!"

Speaking of this, Su Yi felt a little headache.

The spirit devouring emperor's temper is really different from that of ordinary people. If he is served by a big punishment, it will definitely backfire.

But Su Yi definitely wouldn't wait forever, if that guy was too stubborn, he would have to resort to violent means to force him down, although it might be troublesome to do so.

"Cultivate yourself!"

Su Yi, Su Xiaoshuai, Qing Huang, and Yin Yang Ming Huang sat cross-legged in the cave and began to practice with their eyes closed.

But at this time, the surrounding forests were already in chaos.

Countless people headed towards the direction of the previous battle to inquire about the situation, and among them were those from the Qingming Sect.

"Guardian Wang, my condolences and obedience. We will definitely find out the murderer who killed your son, and let him die without a place to bury him!"

Among the several figures, an old man of half a hundred spoke, and said to a middle-aged man beside him, with a comforting tone.

The middle-aged man was Wang Hufa, with a look of grief and inexhaustible anger on his face at this time.

"Kill my son Wang Mo, don't let me know the identity of the thief, otherwise, he will definitely cut him into pieces, so that he will not be able to survive or die!"

Hufa Wang roared in grief and anger, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and wanted to go crazy.

Seeing his demeanor, the remaining members of Qing Mingzong were a little moved.

A few days ago, they discussed Wang Mo's talent, which was considered extraordinary among the younger generation, and even compared with the young suzerain, it was not too far away.

If you compare him with Yang Baikun's son Yang of the Golden Sword Sect, then Wang Mo is definitely far beyond Yang Chuan!

It is precisely because of this that for many years, Protector Wang has been proud of having such a son.

In front of others, this is also what Wang Hufa is most proud of, and it is also his greatest expectation in this life, waiting for the day when his son surpasses him!

The alliance conference is coming soon, and Wang Hufa is still counting on Wang Mo to shine there and show his strength, so that he will be favored by a certain alliance strongman, and he will be accepted as his disciple. What's more, he will be given a complete middle-grade method. device!

But suddenly on that day, this dream of Protector Wang was shattered!

His son turned into a cold corpse, completely unrecognizable, and was being bitten by wild monsters when he was discovered by the disciples of Qing Mingzong.

Such a result was unacceptable to Protector Wang anyway.

All his expectations were gone, leaving only endless grief filling his heart.

"The suzerain has sent more disciples here, we will definitely find the murderer!"

Beside, an old woman looked at Wang Hufa and comforted her.

Having said that, the old woman knew very well in her heart that the murderer killed Wang Mo without leaving any useful clues.

So it is really not a simple matter to find it out.