"If you have no idea, how can you not return to Yan land?"

Feng Xian had a bright eyes and said coldly: "It is because you have a knot in your heart that you don't want to return to Yan land."

"You even have doubts in your heart, did Yan Di treat you as an abandoned son? Has you cultivated a contemporary disciple, actually just to use it to lead the great masters under the Nine Netherworlds to take action?"

"You don't want to go to the Swallow Land because you are afraid of entering the Swallow Land, just like entering a fishing net and becoming a turtle in a jar. Although you know in your heart that even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you still cannot escape from the eyes of the Supreme Elders of Yan Land, but you still don't want to go."

Feng Xian said lightly: "What's the point?"

Qin Xianyu said calmly: "Did Senior Brother Fengxian go to the west to learn his mind knowledge, or have he learned the mind reading technique? However, this method is not as profound as your swordsmanship."

Feng Xian sneered: "Maybe I was wrong?"

Qin Xianyu said: "Yes."

Feng Xian sneered, just pretending that he was stubborn and stopped talking.

The two of them had been in a stalemate for a long time and were speechless.

It seems that I remembered something, and then Feng suddenly threw something out.

Qin Xianyu took it and asked, "What is this?"

Feng Xian continued: "Do you still remember the Nanliang Kingdom on the border of Zhongzhou?"

Qin Xianyu said: "Remember."

Feng Xian said: "The two outer disciples of the Nanliang Kingdom moved into the inner sect, but Yuan Ling was deceived by the evil Buddha and killed you. He was already killed and cut his flesh and bones. As for Yuan Gu, he tried to break through the barrier of the Immortal Mortal and failed to achieve success. He died and died. This is the news from Yandi. You had an intersection with them at the beginning, and the news was passed on to you."

Qin Xianyu closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The sky is dim and the stars and nights are like day.

Qin Xianyu meditated quietly.

Although Meng Zangfeng's punch was not as good as gunpowder, it was plain and light, and there was no trace of strange color. However, this punch was not easy to take on after all.

Qin Xianyu was seriously injured, but fortunately, the innate Hunyuan Ancestor Qi had a strange effect, as well as the force of the Taoist sword in his body to cut off the entangled force, protecting himself. Although it only took half a day, his injuries had actually recovered as much as 70% to 80%.

He moved his body, although he had not recovered completely, but it was enough to deal with many things. He stood up and said, "I want news from Song Ye and Angelan."

Prophet Feng had a holiday with both of them, but he still asked, "What do you want?"

Qin Xianyu stroked the hilt of the sword behind his back and said, "The old things that happened back then should be settled. After so many years, they may have committed a lot of murders?"

"Fortunately, I've been much more restrained."

Feng Xian frowned slightly and said, "Since you left the wilderness, Song Ye has only slaughtered twenty-seven tribes with a population of over 10,000. As for tribes with less than 10,000 people, only dozens of people, and less than 100 people, there have been slaughtering only dozens of people, and less than 100."

"As for Angelan, he is still the same. His life is just like weeds on the roadside. He occasionally kills people when he rises. He usually doesn't have much murder. He just relies on the Luyang Tianzun Cave Palace to gain some support.? Gradually, he is unscrupulous."

Feng Xian said calmly, without any emotional fluctuations, he was as cold as the fairy sword in his hand.

Qin Xianyu asked, "How are the whereabouts of the two of them?"

Feng first flipped his hand and checked it carefully. He immediately said, "The latest whereabouts are now half a month ago. If you really want to know, I will release the news and we should be able to find them tomorrow."

Qin Xianyu said, "It's so good."

Late at night, speechless.

The two of them were reciting and meditating cross-legged.

The moon shadow shifts into the clouds.

Starlight shone down, covering the two of them, and there was a psychedelic brilliance.

"Song Ye's whereabouts have been found, and there is no news about Angelan yet."

Feng Xian took out something and threw it into Qin Xianyu's hand.

Qin Xianyu glanced at him and said, "Then I will go to find Song Ye first, and then look for Angeluo later."

“Okay.”

Feng nodded first, but was not very interested.

Qin Xianyu asked, "What's wrong?"

Fengxian said: "Zhu Sheng is dead."

Qin Xianyu was stunned.

Zhu Sheng has both a good and an evil background, and he can't be a chivalrous and righteous person, but he still has a good and an evil style.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is an evil figure who has a feud with Yandi. He was a mortal enemy of the head of Yandi. However, in fact, he was in love with the head of Yandi and was a close friend.

When Lu Yang Tianzun's Cave Farewell, there was no news of Zhu Sheng again.

Looking at Feng Xian's expression, I think it is known that the friendship between the master of Yandi and Zhu Sheng, and that Qin Xianyu and Zhu Sheng had an intersection in the Luyang Tianzun Cave.

Qin Xianyu was silent for a while, and then asked, "How did he die?"

Feng Xian said: "The master of the sect killed him with a sword, causing his golden elixir to retreat, his Taoist practice weakened, and eventually left hidden injuries. Now the golden elixir is broken and dead."

Qin Xianyu sighed and said, "What a pity."

Feng Xian said, "It's a pity."

It’s a pity for Zhu Sheng, and it’s a pity for Song Ye.

Flesh and blood all over the ground.

Song Ye took a deep breath, smelled the smell of blood, and was deeply intoxicated.

There was a ball of meat sauce under his feet. He was originally a living baby, but he was trampled on his feet and stepped into the soil.

At first glance, there were corpses everywhere in the tribe.

The smell of blood has attracted many ferocious birds and beasts, but none of the monsters dared to come forward to seize food.

Song Ye was immersed in the pleasure of killing and could hardly extricate himself.

It took him a long time to let out a breath and a little comfort in his eyes.

But there was suddenly a little movement in the blood mist in front of me.

Song Ye felt a sudden heart, and he felt that the other party was extremely capable and his aura was suppressing himself. But he had killed countless times, but he was not afraid of it, but he had many thoughts in his heart.

"It's a pity that I don't have enough skills, otherwise I wouldn't have had so many miserable stories when I killed you last time."

The person who came was a young Taoist, with a handsome face, tall figure, light clothes, a little cold and a little regretful. He only heard him say, "If you were killed back then, how could there be corpses on the ground? Well, the mistakes of that year are made up for today to avoid future events."

"Who are you"

Song Ye glanced at him, then his pupils shrank, and suddenly remembered the loss that he suffered, and became more serious. After careful observation, he felt that this young Taoist was even more unfathomable than that of that year.

At least now, it is not something Song Ye can compete with.

Qin Xianyu looked at him with murderous aura, dark and purple-black murderous aura, which made people afraid to see him. Qin Xianyu's eyes gradually became colder, and then raised his hand.

There is a sword in your hand

The sword name is Qingli!

"Go."

A sword light shone so hard that it was impossible to open its eyes.

Song Ye's heart sank, his eyes suddenly sting, and then he could no longer see anything.

The wild land, the third place in the Huaiyin Mountains, the blood demon Song Ye.

Exorcist! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!