After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan begged to get back together.

"What kind of sorcery is this?"

Chi Meng looked at the strange scene in front of him and looked at the bald patriarch with an ugly face.

"Little girl, are you afraid now? This formation is a soul-detaining formation! Anyone who is irradiated by this formation will have their souls captured!"

The bald patriarch laughed ferociously.

"Soul-binding formation?"

Hearing the name, Chi Meng's pretty face turned cold. He looked at all the people in front of him who had their souls taken away, and said coldly: "Then you won't even let your own people go?"

"Clan people?"

The bald man smiled coldly and said: "One general will eventually be withered forever. They can contribute to the revival of Wutuo Village. That is their blessing!"

"You! You are all crazy!"

When Chi Meng heard this, his pretty face suddenly darkened. Wutuo Town actually did not hesitate to sacrifice its own villagers in order to seek power and usurp the throne!

"Oh, by the way, little girl, there is one more thing I want to tell you. In fact, the head you brought over is just a clone of our high priest."

At this time, the bald patriarch said with a smile again.

"What did you say? Clone?"

Chi Meng thought he heard wrongly. Could it be that the high priest was not dead?

"What? Have you forgotten it yourself? The function of the Corpse Transformation Gu is to control corpses. Why don't you remember it yourself?"

The bald patriarch couldn't help laughing.

"you!"

When Chi Meng heard this, he was completely panicked.

It turns out that this is all a conspiracy!

What Qin Yun killed was not the high priest's body, but a clone controlled by the zombie Gu!

"I killed you!"

Chi Meng was furious and struck at them with a palm.

However, at this moment, a purple-black stream of light suddenly hit her.

Chi Meng was shocked when he saw this and quickly retreated to avoid it.

But the stream of light continued to hit her, blocking her movement. In the end, she was unfortunately hit by a stream of light.

For a moment, Chi Meng froze on the spot as if frozen, and her soul was captured by the formation!

"Hahaha, so what if you have the golden cicada Gu? You will still be defeated by us after all?"

The bald patriarch staggered to his feet and walked towards Chi Meng step by step.

"It's a pity you have such a little face, otherwise I wouldn't mind having you become my son's child bride."

After the bald man finished speaking, he looked stern and prepared to pierce Chi Meng's throat with one finger!

Seeing Chi Meng in danger, at this critical moment.

Suddenly a sword light flashed across the air.

"Pfft!"

A tearing sound was heard, and the bald patriarch's arm was cut off on the spot.

"what!!!"

The severe pain caused the bald patriarch to scream in an instant. He looked at the night sky with a sharp expression and roared: "Who is this person!"

At this moment, two figures landed out of thin air.

Qin Yun looked at the scene in front of him with a livid face.

"elder sister!"

The moment Chi Yao landed, she rushed towards Chi Meng.

However, when she saw Chi Meng standing motionless as if in a daze, she became extremely anxious. She looked at the bald man and asked, "What did you do to my sister?"

The bald man ignored him, but looked directly at Qin Yun, and asked in a fearful tone: "Who are you?"

Qin Yun glanced at the formation in mid-air, frowned and shook his head slightly: "This formation... the soul-binding formation?"

"Do you know this formation?"

The bald man did not expect that Qin Yun actually knew this formation. You must know that the high priest obtained this formation from a secret place. No one in the entire Wutuo Village knew about it except himself!

"Is this the work of your high priest? Where is he? Tell him to get out."

Qin Yun looked at him indifferently and said.

"Are you...the boy who killed the high priest's clone?"

When the bald man heard this, he immediately guessed Qin Yun's identity.

However, when he saw Qin Yun's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but be horrified.

This kid looks too young, how could he be a grand master?

Even the Grand Master cannot kill the High Priest's clone!

"Boy, if you dare to disrespect the high priest, you will die!"

Although the bald man was frightened, he was not panicked.

Because this formation was originally prepared for Qin Yun, but it was just activated in advance.

"Death? Just by relying on this mere soul-binding formation?"

Qin Yun smiled coldly.

This soul-binding formation looks quite deceptive, but it's just an illusion.

True soul confinement is something that ordinary cultivators may not be able to do, let alone a great master?

The soul-binding formation in front of us just uses some means to imprison the soul. It is similar to the soul-fixing bell. As long as this formation is broken, everyone can return to their original state.

"Hmph! It seems that you still don't know the horror of this formation, so just wait to die!"

After the bald patriarch finished speaking, he and Bai Hong quickly retreated towards the rear.

And the moment they retreated, the purple-black beam of light in the sky fell towards Qin Yun.

Obviously, this formation can be controlled, and the person who controls it is the high priest behind it.

"Tips for carving insects."

Qin Yun shook his head slightly and stood still.

The moment the purple-black beams of light hit him, Qin Yun's consciousness suddenly surged, forming an invisible barrier to block these beams of light.

Qin Yun just walked forward step by step facing the beam of light, as if it was nothing.

"This...how is this possible? Why is there nothing wrong with this kid?"

The bald patriarch was dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

Could it be that this kid has practiced some secret soul technique?

"I said, this formation-breaking technique alone can't do anything to me."

Qin Yun raised his hand casually, and the consciousness seemed to turn into substance, directly shattering the formation.

"boom!"

A loud noise was heard, and a huge hole was opened in the formation.

"This...impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The bald patriarch was completely dumbfounded.

Even a great master may not be able to break this formation with one move!

"Tell me, where is that old thing?"

Qin Yun had already walked up to the bald patriarch.

The bald patriarch was almost scared to death, and said tremblingly: "I...I don't know."

"Are you unwilling to tell the truth?"

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes, then slowly raised a finger and put it on his head: "Then you go die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of spiritual power poured directly into his brain. Just a thought, and the bald patriarch's head turned into a puddle of paste.

"Uh!"

The bald patriarch didn't even know what happened. The light in his pupils quickly disappeared, and then he fell straight to the ground.

Qin Yun retracted his finger, and then looked at Bai Hong, the leader of Baishui Village.

Bai Hong was so frightened that he knelt down and said: "Master, I don't know, I really don't know!"

Qin Yun smiled slightly and said, "I know you don't know, so I didn't plan to ask you."

After saying that, his consciousness moved and it penetrated directly into his mind.

Bai Hong only felt a huge pain in his head, and then his life disappeared and he went to hell with the bald patriarch.