Everyone looked sideways, unable to believe what was happening before them. Most of the Zhang family was destroyed, with countless casualties.
This is Yanjing!
This is the Kyoto of China!
The Zhang family is known as the first family in China!
Ye Qinghuan completely ignored the good intentions of the country and became the enemy of China!
Without the old man's words of suppression, could Ye Qinghuan survive in the hands of Song Longcheng?
Everyone really couldn't figure out why Ye Qinghuan did this. Did this demon have grown to this point and thought he could fight Song Longcheng?
Ye Qinghuan's face was extremely cold, this was just the beginning.
Withdrawing the Xuan Yan Sword, Ye Qinghuan struck the Absolute Divine Tree with one strike. After the Absolute Divine Tree was pulled up, it was no longer so strong.
Ye Qinghuan's Xuan Yan Sword can easily cut off the sacred tree.
Everyone looked at Ye Qinghuan and didn't know what he was going to do. Only the remaining Zhang family did not dare to stop this devil.
Going up there, the Zhang family is afraid that they will be exterminated.
At this moment, they were in a state of embarrassment. If they had known what would happen to them, they would never have stopped Ye Qinghuan from provoking this inhumane demon.
The rest of the Zhang family only has endless regret and pain in their hearts.
At this time, Ye Qinghuan's Xuan Yan Sword quickly cut on the Jueshen Wood, and sawdust flew everywhere. Everything was controlled by his spiritual consciousness. Ye Qinghuan just stood aside quietly.
Everyone stood aside and watched this scene. No one dared to say anything, and they watched quietly with bated breath.
A few minutes later, the huge Jueshen wood had been cut into six neat pieces by Ye Qinghuan, and he walked up to it himself.
Ten minutes later, a large box two meters long formed in front of Ye Qinghuan.
This is……
"Is this... a coffin?" Someone shouted, and then suddenly shut up in panic.
I was afraid that the cold young man would look back.
coffin?
Could it be that the woman lying next to her is dead and this box is a coffin made for him?
But why did he have to use ancient wood from the Zhang family to make this coffin?
People don't understand.
Ye Qinghuan picked up Muzixi, and a touch of tenderness finally appeared on her delicate and cold face.
Yes, this is the coffin he prepared for Muzixi!
If he wants to take Muzixi with him, he must put it into a space ring. Only the Zhang family's Absolute Divine Tree can do this.
Putting the delicate body in her arms into the Jueshen Wood, looking at that elegant and beautiful face, Ye Qinghuan's calm eyes finally moved slightly.
This is a woman who is like a lady from the south of the Yangtze River. She is indifferent and ethereal, like a faint ink painting, and like a swaying water lotus, which makes Ye Qinghuan feel distressed.
"Don't worry, I can definitely resurrect you!"
Lower your head and kiss gently.
This is a cool and soft lip.
Without hesitation, Ye Qinghuan stood up and sealed the coffin. With a wave of his hand, he directly put the Jueshen Wood into the space ring.
Muzixi's death was different from Yu Lianxiong's. Yu Lianxiong was dying, feigned death, and was frozen by the cold autumn air. Ye Qinghuan was able to save him with his own blood essence and elixir.
But Muzixi is different.
He was beaten to death by an innate strong man, and his inner power entered her heart, wiping out all her vitality.
Even Ye Qinghuan is helpless!
You can only use the Nourishing Wood to nourish your soul to prevent it from dissipating, and use the Jueshen Wood to put Muzixi into the space ring. In this way, you can ensure that Muzixi's physical body will not be harmed.
In this way, there may be a glimmer of hope.
Beyond Ye Qinghuan's past cultivation, that supreme realm may be able to stir up the long river of time and seize the vitality of Muzixi.
He must leave the earth!
Ye Qinghuan closed her eyes and murmured lightly: "Okay, everything is ready, Zixi, now it's time for me to avenge you!"
"Don't worry, these people will all die!"
Ye Qinghuan's eyes suddenly opened, and a red glow suddenly bloomed in his eyes, scarlet, bloody, bloodthirsty, terrifying, and breathtaking.
"Okay, what a scary look!" Someone exclaimed, frightened by this look.
"What happened? Ye Qinghuan seems to be in a daze!"
"I have already felt the endless killing intent. He seems to have transformed into a real killing god!"
Everyone exclaimed, looking at Ye Qinghuan, their hearts were extremely shaken.
In the Ye family, Ye Tianhong felt his heart tremble when he saw the young man with scarlet eyes in the room.
He was no longer familiar with his grandson, and he seemed to have changed into a different person, which was so terrifying.
"Cousin, what's wrong with him?" Ye Mengyao murmured softly, her heart beating wildly.
"Ye Qinghuan..." Hu Ke also whispered.
"Ye Qinghuan, are you okay!" Yang Shan wanted to rush up, but Lin Wei suddenly stopped her, "Xiaoshan, don't go there. Ye Qinghuan seems to have been hit hard and has lost his mind!"
"I, I can't ignore him!"
Yang Shan broke free from Lin Wei's little hand, ran straight to Ye Qinghuan, and grabbed Ye Qinghuan with her beautiful hand.
"Ye Qinghuan, are you okay?"
The blood-killing bead began to spin, and red light flashed in Ye Qinghuan's mind. Yang Shan's cool little hands restored Ye Qinghuan's calmness.
"open!"
Ye Qinghuan waved his hand and threw Yang Shan's beautiful hand away!
Yang Shan was slightly startled.
He wants to leave.
"Ye Qinghuan, where are you going?"
"kill!"
After speaking the words indifferently, Ye Qinghuan had already flown into the air, with flames burning on the Xuan Yan Sword.
I saw the young man in white standing coldly and proudly on top of the flying sword, with his clothes fluttering, his delicate features, black eyes and black hair, and a face like ten thousand years of ice, with no expression at all.
At this moment, he is like a peerless killer!
"Ye Qinghuan, what are you going to do? Do you really want to be the enemy of China?" Mu Chen roared from below.
"Even if I am the enemy of the whole world, I am not afraid!"
The cold words floated from afar, Ye Qinghuan had turned into Changhong, and that cold and arrogant back shocked Mu Chen and everyone present!
This young man is so terrible!
"Zixi, don't worry, they will all die soon, I promise!"
Ye Qinghuan's speed reached the limit and flew to Jiuzhou Mountain.
His heart was as hard as ice and black iron.
He doesn't want to think about anything!
There is only one consciousness!
kill!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Kill all the people and let them be buried with Muzixi.
As if feeling the murderous intention of the master, the blood-slaying bead became more and more boiling. This blood-slaying bead, which once terrified hundreds of millions of monks in the universe, had been suppressed by Ye Qinghuan for so long, and finally felt the moment of release.
Then kill him and turn everything upside down!
A cold light flashed from Ye Qinghuan's eyes.
Ling Feng, Linghu Tian, Song Longcheng, the protectors, the ancient world sects... everything has just begun.