The tragic situation on Lin Feixing's body was obvious at a glance, and the chest and abdomen were slightly collapsed, and it was obvious that there were countless ribs broken.

The arms were drooping like noodles. The broken one must have broken, but I don’t know what it was like.

On the contrary, there were no scars on his face, but the right side of his face was swollen, as if he had been slapped a few times.

Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't stop her anger.

Lin Feixing actually had little contact with Ye Xiaoxiao. Most of the time, he spent his cultivation, pursuing the path of cultivation that had lasted his life, and was able to truly appear. Lin Feixing cherished it very much.

But he was hurt like this by Qu Yun or the Qu family in order to make the case for his family’s back.

Ye Xin and Wen Xiuxiu have told Ye Xiaoxiao more than once that they had been kind to him, but after so long together, the kindness has been repayed. Now, their family owes Lin Feixing a lot.

In fact, there is no such thing as favor. I have lived together for many days. Lin Feixing and Ye Xin's family have long surpassed the relationship of giving gratitude.

Ye Xiaoxiao shouted the four words "Uncle Feixing" with willingness!

"You guys are looking for death!" Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes were slightly red and she swept to the group of folk songs below.

Some people from the Qu family have already begun to flee.

Among the people from this group of Qu family, all of them were practitioners, with about forty people, mainly those who absorbed spirits and transformed consciousness. There was only one person who controlled the energy, and there were no mortals. I think it was the mortal family and other people of the Qu family who had secretly sent them away.

In fact, there is one of the more than 40 practitioners, among which one is the realm of Qi Control. Even when facing practitioners in the three realm of Qi Control, it is not difficult to turn defeat into victory, at least it is not difficult to stay stalemate. The difference between the realm of Qi Control and the realm of consciousness is not the difference between heaven and earth. The overwhelming advantage of the realm of Qi Control over the realm of Qi Control is that the realm of Qi can fly.

But Wu Feng's performance just now scared them.

They have never heard of the existence of the Spiritual Art Attack that has no effect at all. Even the saints faced the Spiritual Art Attack, they would use powerful spiritual consciousness to suppress the Spiritual Art Attack to disintegrate from the inside.

There is no spiritual energy fluctuation, no spiritual consciousness fluctuation, nothing!

In this case, who dares to stay and seek death?

This caused everyone to hate that their parents gave birth to a pair of legs.

The only two Qu Jia's Qi-Direction Realm escaped the fastest, after all, he used to fly, and he reached hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Go back!" A elegant female voice sounded, and a net like a huge fly swatter formed by branches suddenly appeared in the air ahead.

Paji

He bumped into it, and then he felt a huge force coming from the "fly swatter", and his body involuntarily smashed towards his original position.

With a bang, he landed on the ground.

Severe pain!

He endured the pain and struggled to get up, and saw a pair of long legs wrapped in a black skirt appearing in front of him.

"Raaa..."

The long whip was stabbed out like a spiritual snake. The tip of the whip was the snake's head, which bit hard at his heart and penetrated into it.

"I..."

Tears flowed from his face, his hands were holding the whip weakly, and a few light sounds came from his mouth, his head tilted, and his breath was soon lost.

With gratitude in Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes, she glanced at Ling Yun in the distance, used her body skills, and began to hunt down the remaining Qu family practitioners.

Begging for mercy, shouting for killing, and shouting for scolding.

The voice gradually faded, and under the pursuit of a practitioner in the Qi-Region Realm, more than 40 practitioners, only a few of them escaped by chance.

Ling Yun is not interested in intercepting these practitioners who are not even detached.

Those who did not escape were all chased and killed by Ye Xiaoxiao, one by one, and within a few miles, they turned dozens of times.

When there was no more living person in his sight, Ye Xiaoxiao stopped breathing.

The side effects of the disintegration of the demon were suppressed by the spiritual juice, and at this time there were faint signs of emergence.

Wu Feng had roughly treated Lin Feixing's injuries, came to Ye Xiaoxiao, put his hand on her shoulder, and passed some spiritual power values.

--The spiritual power value can speed up the recovery of injuries, and it is similar to the effect of urging body cells to accelerate division. As long as the transmitted spiritual power value is limited to a certain extent, it will not cause side effects of reducing lifespan.

Ye Xiaoxiao was surprised to find that her physical fatigue caused by the disintegration of the demon had miraculously recovered after the cool energy from the uncle of the junior master! Even the previous spiritual juice did not have such an effect!

Even, she felt that her physical strength had become stronger.

In his eyes, Wu Feng became even more mysterious.

Ye Xiaoxiao was so obedient that she didn't ask too much, and she wasn't so stupid that she questioned why Wu Feng had only sent such energy to her now. She just bowed to Wu Feng with gratitude.

Wu Feng did not explain, glanced at the corpses all over the ground, greeted Ling Yun, and flew toward the Spirit-Devouring Main City with Ye Xiaoxiao.

On the way, after passing Huicheng, Wu Feng broke into Hui Zi'an's residence.

"It's broad daylight, are you very interested?" Wu Feng looked at Hui Zi'an who was unclothed with interest, and Ye Xiaoxiao and Ling Yun stayed outside the room.

Hui Zian was shocked and quickly recognized Wu Feng.

"It's you." Huizi breathed a sigh of relief, "I almost scared me to death."

"Where is Jiao Palace?" Wu Feng's spiritual consciousness swept through the whole city, but he did not find Jiao Palace.

"Of course he went back, after all, he is the identity of you evil and righteous practitioners."

"It's a good thing that he really dares to go back, so why don't I reveal his identity?"

Hui Zi'an chuckled, "I advised him to stay directly, but he said that he had put a blood curse on himself and would not be bad for you. Instead, he was a potential thug. If you have any inconvenient things in the future, you can leave them to him. His existence will be beneficial to you without any harm."

"There's some truth."

"Who are you here this time?...your breath..."

"Yeah, it's getting stronger."

"This doesn't feel like something."

"Don't talk about me, talk about you."

"Me?" Hui Zi'an felt a little wrong, "What's wrong with me?"

"Do you have any interest in the location of the Six Guards?"

"Ah?" Hui Zian looked confused.

"Get dressed and come out."

"well."

Hui Zi'an naturally didn't dare to say no, so he told the woman wrapped in the quilt to move around, put on her clothes, and walked out with Wu Feng.

"Miss Jinyun!"

Unexpectedly, Hui Zi'an met Ye Xiaoxiao.

"You are, Hui Zi'an?"

“Yes, it’s me.”

"I know, that's better. She is the master of the Spirit-Devouring Temple. You should take her as the mainstay and occupy a six guards, how about it?"

"Brother, uncle! Don't joke with me. If the palace master heard this, we would have nothing to do with it."

"Lingyun, let's take the initiative?"

Hui Zi'an looked at Wu Feng's gaze and saw a beautiful woman nodding impatiently and rising into the air.

"Is the Qi of the Lord or the Golden Pill? It's useless. Since the Lord of the Palace can control the Great Spirit-Devouring Main City, there is naturally a reason. We are not your right path here. We respect our strength here. The Lord of the Palace is step by step, stepping on the mountain of corpses, blood, and walking... walk... and going...."

Hui Zi'an widened his eyes and could no longer close his mouth when he opened it.

In the sky, the spiritual energy in the entire area of ​​the city gathered into a huge vortex cloud, and the woman was as eye of the wind, slowly turning.

When they returned to the city, all the practitioners looked up at the sky without any image. Mortals could not detect the abnormal movement of spiritual energy, but could vaguely feel that something seemed to have changed between the world.

Livestock are more sensitive than mortals, and become restless, and howls loudly into the sky with a violent temperament, softer and slim, lying on the railing like a quail.

"Holy, saint!" Hui Zian screamed like a duck whose neck was pulled.

The saint, the saint who appeared in front of him, was a little impatient, but the saint who obeyed Wu Feng's command!

Oh my God, am I dreaming? This must be a nightmare!

No...I am on the same side now!

Is this the confidence to let Miss Jinyun be the palace master?

Is it enough?

Too enough!

In a mere Spirit-Devouring Temple, a saint can completely crush it with one finger.

As for the Demon Spirit Sect of the upper sect of the Spirit Devouring Hall, you don’t have to pay too much attention. The strength of the demon is the most important, and a saint is the backer of Jinyun. Jinyun is a competitor of the candidate for the palace master. Although he is a little far apart from the palace master, it is at least legitimate.

It's OK!

"I'll do it!" Hui Zi'an made a decision at once, wasn't it just the Six Guards, I'll do it!

So, four people who went to the Spirit-Devouring Main City became.

"What!? Will you leave!?" Hui Zian looked like he found himself in the transmission (defense) penalty.
To be continued...