Linghu Tian finally escaped and was taken away by his protectors. It is indeed not easy to kill a third-level innate warrior.
Ye Qinghuan is not afraid of warriors at the third level of Xiantian, and can even defeat them, but it is also very difficult to kill them.
But the protector was also severely injured. He was shot out by Ye Qinghuan's Lihuo Purple Flame Eye, and his internal organs were burned. Even with strong internal force to suppress it, he still felt very uncomfortable.
If it is a normal recovery, it will only take a few years. Even with the pills from the ancient world, recovery is not that easy.
On top of the Xuan Yan Sword, Ye Qinghuan's speed increased and still reached the limit. Like a fiery red lightning, it shot rapidly in the sky.
There was a vague uneasiness in his heart. This was the uneasiness in his soul, and was the benefit brought by his peak cultivation in his previous life.
Being able to perceive a trace of cause and effect, when a great danger occurs, this feeling will arise in the heart.
This is the power of the soul. Even if he is reincarnated, Ye Qinghuan has already mastered this power of cause and effect.
That's why Ye Qinghuan was so indifferent to Linghutian before. He was worried, but this guy was pestering him to compete with him.
If he didn't want to return to Qingcheng City quickly, Ye Qinghuan would even chase him all the way and kill Linghu Tian and his protectors.
He was confident that the speed and durability of an innate warrior could not compare to his own. He could fly further. As long as he kept chasing, he would eventually be able to kill him!
"boom!"
Even if Ling Qingzhu used his strongest move to trade his life for his life, he was repulsed by Ling Feng, causing a huge wave to spread around him wildly.
"Qingzhu, although your talent is terrifying, you are younger than me and are no match for me." Ling Feng held the spear in his hand and shook his head lightly, "Maybe you can wait until you reach the advanced level of Martial Emperor before you can fight with me."
Ling Feng is a high-level Martial Emperor, whose strength is even comparable to that of an innate powerhouse.
And Ling Qingzhu was only an intermediate martial emperor.
"Ling Feng, you will die, I promise!" Ling Qingzhu stared at Ling Feng, with murderous intent in his eyes!
"I'm not afraid that you hate me, as long as you can remember me! As for death, even if all of you Su Xin Sect are dispatched, do you think you can kill me?" Ling Feng sneered.
"Someone will definitely kill you!"
"You mean, that young man." Ling Feng sneered, a hint of chill flashed in his eyes, "The young man named Ye Qinghuan who was saved by me."
"It's ridiculous, do you think a secular young man can shake our entire Beidou Pavilion?"
"They say love can make a person stupid. Did you become so naive after you fell in love with Ye Qinghuan?"
The white clothes fluttered, and a chill burst out from the depths of Ling Qingzhu's eyes, which was bone-chilling, "You will regret it, I promise!"
"Sir, it's time for us to leave. This is a peerless genius. Several other sects in Sifang Pavilion are also coveting him. We must leave quickly to avoid further trouble!"
At this time, Mr. Qian said from the side.
"Okay, let's go!"
Ling Feng sneered and said lightly. Mr. Qian no longer paused at all, and flew directly to the sky with Ling Feng.
"There is nothing in this world that I, Ling Feng, can regret!"
Cold and arrogant words came from a distance.
Ling Qingzhu is not an innate warrior, so she can no longer catch up.
Time passed and it was another hour.
The sky is a little gloomy.
After flying into Qingcheng City, Ye Qinghuan felt increasingly uneasy, as if something was breaking in his heart.
Is it Muzixi? Or Ye Xiaobei?
Ye Qinghuan was shocked. In his heart, only these two people could make him feel this way at this moment.
These are the two most important people to him.
In the sky above the old courtyard villa, Ye Qinghuan's consciousness has spread crazily and touched his villa.
There, it was already in ruins.
Ye Qinghuan's heart suddenly trembled.
In the courtyard of the villa, an ethereal figure stood on the spot.
Her white clothes fluttered, her black hair was like ink, and her fair skin was smoother than milk. She looked like a peerless fairy.
At this moment, there was a trace of sadness on this pretty figure and beautiful face, as if she had lost her soul, and there was an indescribable sadness.
Under her body, there is another woman, as beautiful and elegant as a narcissus, unstained by the world of mortals.
There was blood on her body, she was lying on the ground, her eyes had been gently closed, as if she had fallen asleep.
"Zixi, it's me, I'm sorry for you!"
Ling Qingzhu uttered a few words, as if speaking to herself.
It was she who failed to protect Muzixi. Ling Feng was from the ancient world, and so was she. It was the people from the ancient world who killed Muzixi, and she was also responsible.
At this time, the red light lit up, and a figure fell like lightning.
A tall and handsome young man.
Ling Qingzhu's expression changed.
"who is it?"
Ye Qinghuan's voice was calm, like thousand-year-old ice, without a trace of emotion.
"Ye Qinghuan, I'm sorry, it's all me, it's me..." The moment she saw Ye Qinghuan, Ling Qingzhu felt a little guilty in her heart.
Even though Muzixi's death had nothing to do with her, she already felt guilty and afraid!
"Tell me who it is!"
boom!
Ye Qinghuan's voice suddenly rose, and in an instant, murderous intent emerged. The overwhelming murderous intent was like reality, covering the entire villa.
Even Ling Qingzhu found it difficult to breathe!
"Ling Feng, Ling Feng from Beidou Pavilion, is the man who drove Song Longcheng away from your company that day!" Ling Qingzhu said quickly.
"Ling! Feng!"
The killing intent was boiling, and Ye Qinghuan felt a hot blood burning in his heart. It was anger, it was anger, and it was going to burn his entire body.
A red light suddenly flashed through Ye Qinghuan's eyes.
His fists were clenched tightly, making a "click" sound, which was about to crush all his fingers.
"Ye Qinghuan..." Ling Qingzhu didn't know what to say and looked a little hesitant.
"roll!"
Ye Qinghuan spoke indifferent words, but she was extremely calm. Looking at the delicate body on the ground and the familiar face, Ye Qinghuan squatted down and slowly picked her up.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't save Zixi. Her internal organs were all affected by the internal force, so I couldn't save her!"
Ling Qingzhu spoke up again.
Ye Qinghuan hugged the beauty in his arms, with an elegant face, and gently closed his eyes, revealing the long eyelashes, but unfortunately, they would no longer tremble.
She seemed to be asleep.
Ye Qinghuan didn't take anything into consideration when he was reborn on earth.
His future is the stars, the sea, and all the realms of the universe. He is the murderous devil who controls the universe with no scruples and no scruples about meat and vegetables.
He could smash an ordinary planet to pieces sooner or later with one punch, so naturally he wouldn't care.