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Zhuang Qiu has always wanted to see what the real Qinglian Seven Flames Sword looks like.

He originally thought that he would never see her again in this life, but now this thing is in front of him.

Qinglian Dharma Aspect Heaven and Earth, which is the realm that can only be reached by the seventh sword.

Only at the seventh sword can one communicate with the power of heaven and earth and transform one's own dao into the heaven and earth of dharma. Only at this level can one truly compete whose dao dharma is more powerful.

"Qinghong, stop." Shenyin looked at her neither sad nor happy.

"You know that I took it. Since you know that I was the one who wanted to kill the Holy Son, why can't you pretend not to know this time, Shenyin, you know it, and you know how long I have been waiting!"

"Qinghong, your demons are too serious, this has become your obsession."

"I admit it, even if I'm hunted down, even if I'm going to die at the hands of that bastard Yuxilong, I admit it, Shenyin, I beg you, for the sake of our work together, don't interfere."

Shenyin and Zhuang Qiu had the same opinion.

He threw the two green ghosts on the stage.

These two were already terrified by Shenyin's beating, and they were burned to death by the golden divine fire, but they still struggled to get up, trying to stand in front of Qinghong.

The Sheqing Ghost, who was [-]% like Qinghong, was trembling with fear, but she was still making meaningless whistles at Shenyin.

"Let him go, he didn't participate in this matter, you shouldn't kill him."

"Then what should I do to make Yuxilong regret what I did back then, Shenyin, do you think I am you? I will never turn over in this life, why can't you satisfy me?"

"This is not the reason for you to kill the Holy Son to express your selfish desires."

"In that case, don't blame me."

A bell suddenly appeared in Qinghong's hand, and the bell swayed a few times in her hand, and the actors singing on the stage suddenly all moved towards Shenyin in unison.

Shenyin's face is cold, his eyes are tied with ice, just like a real god, he doesn't have a sword in his hand, but he himself is like an unsheathed sword, and the sword intent is burning blazingly. The golden flame rushed straight towards the ghosts who rushed forward.

The golden fire cleans away everything, but all the ghosts that are contaminated are wiped out by Shenyin's fire.

The whole process was destructive, even the strongest Sheqing ghost, it would be difficult to resist for a long time in front of this golden flame.

But Shenyin didn't continue to burn. After the two green ghosts showed signs of decline, he stopped.

Qinghong's Bai Lian appeared without anyone noticing.

She wrapped herself around Shenyin's neck, trying to entangle him in vain, but golden fires appeared around Shenyin again, and before Bai Lian got close to Shenyin, she was burned by the fire.

Qinghong quickly took Bai Lian back, his eyes flickering.

After a while, she finally made up her mind.

She pulled out one eye.

These eyes are so miraculous that when he appeared, Zhuang Qiu felt oppressed and out of breath. This is not coercion or the like, but quality oppression, like a divine weapon, the oppression inherent in it feel.

When Shenyin saw this eye, she suddenly snorted coldly.

"I thought why you were able to get my array. It turned out that someone helped you. This disabled eye has lost most of its spirituality. Do you think you can stop me with this, Qinghong, don't be obsessed with it anymore."

"You are really more difficult than I imagined. I thought the gap between us was not that big. I don't want to do this, Shenyin, and I don't want to."

While talking, Qinghong poured spiritual power into this eye.

The eyes opened suddenly, and slowly rose into the mid-air, and being illuminated by those eyes, I felt that all the secrets in my body had been seen. Under this eye, there was no secret at all.

This feeling is very uncomfortable. Being stared at by this gaze, Zhuang Qiu feels as if he has been stripped naked, so uncomfortable that he wants to hide.

He was like this, let alone Shenyin who was right in front of the eyes.

However, Shenyin just clasped his hands together, and then transformed into a sword aura. The golden sword aura that was omnipotent just now seemed to hit a wall at this moment.

Shenyin suddenly turned his head and looked down for the first time, as if he was looking for something.

But he found nothing, he could only raise his head again, wanting to continue attacking the eyeball.

But Qinghong did something unexpected for Shenyin.

She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, holding half of the soul in her hand, and chanted the life sacrifice curse.

Life sacrifice, this is an extremely terrifying move of a demon cultivator.

Qinghong didn't sacrifice his soul, but tore half of it out.

Shenyin looked at Qinghong who was about to fall, and sighed softly.

"does it worth."

But no one will answer his question.

It's no longer a question of whether it's worth it or not.

The precarious Qinghong was supported by the Sheqing ghost, and there was a human worry in the eyes of the Sheqing ghost.

Shenyin soon had no time to care about Qinghong.

Because the eye in the void finally opened completely after Qing Hong sacrificed his soul.

This eye is very huge. When it is fully opened, the pupil is red, like a flame that burns forever.

Shenyin stood up from the petals, and he whispered silently: "We meet again, old friend."

The next moment, the huge golden lightsaber collided with the eyes in the sky.

The mountains trembled and the ground fell.

Zhuang Qiu was pleasantly surprised to find that he could move, and he immediately rushed to stop Qinghong.

But Qinghong's sword was already on the Son's neck.

A tear fell from the corner of her eye, and then the sword fell, and the head of the Holy Son was chopped off like this, and the blood splashed all over Qinghong, making her dazed for a while.

Her sword fell to the ground, she staggered a few times, and reached out to pick up the Son's head.

Until the Holy Son died, he didn't blame her, he didn't even defend himself, he just asked her if this would make her let go of her hatred.

Qinghong hugged Shengzi's head, and suddenly sat on the stage in a daze.

She seemed to have been sucked out of strength, and for a moment she didn't know what to do next.

She had worked her whole life for this, but now she didn't know what to do.

Zhuang Qiu endured his grief and walked in front of Qinghong.

"Uncle." He called Qinghong.

Qinghong raised her head and took a look at Zhuang Qiu, she recognized it after a while before she recognized it was Zhuang Qiu.

With a smile on his face, Qinghong asked: "Ziqiu, I did it, and I won in the end."

"Then are you happy?" Zhuang Qiu asked.

"I don't know." Qinghong looked at Zhuang Qiu in confusion.

"Twenty years ago, Yuxilong finally waited for a clansman who could graft the golden hook bone, and he fused the hook bone that had been sealed for 20 years into Yu Hanxiao's body. The process of integration is not easier than the process of cutting it out, and it is also dangerous. Ten thousand, if he died at that time, wouldn't it be better, instead of loving me instinctively now. But he was also killed by me. "

Qinghong seemed to be asking Zhuang Qiu, as well as himself, but Yuhanxiao couldn't give her an answer, and he couldn't tell her whether he regretted it or not.

So painfully integrated into the golden hook bone, isolated from the world, and practiced hard for 20 years, never seeing the outside world, seeing the world for the first time, but ended up like this.

Suddenly a thunderclap sounded.

"Who moved my son!?"

The sound passed through the void and exploded directly in Zhuang Qiu's ears.

Zhuang Qiu's eyes widened. Is this the ability of the fusion stage? This is the Realm of Immortal Fallen Realm, and he can actually transmit his voice.

In the sky, that eye seemed to sense something.

It actually reminded: "Someone is going to forcibly tear the space."

Qinghong is still in the memory, she doesn't seem to want to hide, she just wants to die like this.

That eye blinked strangely, and actually took Qinghong and Shengzi away.

Shenyin didn't chase after that eye, just watched him break through the void and leave.

Zhuang Qiu marveled at the horror of these people. To him, it was almost an irresistible real fairyland, but to these people, they could just tear apart the space and leave.

Beneath was the earth, torn apart by tremors.

The space also trembled, and one stretched straight over.

This hand is obviously not big, but it gave Zhuang Qiu a sense of inevitability.

The palm that broke through the void opened up the space.

This is a middle-aged man.

There was an expression of fury on his face, it was obvious that Qinghong's revenge was successful, even more successful than she imagined, because Shengzi was not just the heir of Huang Jingou, but also the son of Yuxilong.

Sometimes God always likes to play tricks on people. Yuxilong originally just wanted to get the golden hook bone for the clan to increase the strength of the clan, but who knew that after 400 years, there is no body that can fuse the golden hook bone.

Until 400 years later, his Taoist couple gave birth to a son under the hardships and dangers, and it happened that his son could fuse the golden hook bone.

And 20 years later, his son was killed by the owner of the real golden hook bone.

The middle-aged man went straight to Shenyin in a rage.

"Where's my son?!"

Shenyin didn't seem to be afraid of him at all. He sat on the lotus and said calmly, "Dead."

"I asked who killed it!" There was anger in his voice, and the space was constantly trembling.

"You don't know how to go back in time yourself?"

"Where is this place, how can I go back in time?" True Immortal Fallen Realm is not a place where he can go back in time.

Shenyin said calmly, "What does that have to do with me?"

"You still think you are that genius? Talk to me like this. Are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

"Then you kill."

"If I'm here—"

"You're not really here, wait until you can kill me before you talk big."

Zhuang Qiu looked up at them with such a terrifying power.It's not the real body, just a clone?

"Who do you want to cover for?" The middle-aged man didn't lose his mind even though he was angry. It was obvious that Shenyin didn't want to tell him who the murderer was.

"Is it necessary?" Shenyin still had that expression of neither sadness nor joy, as if whoever died and who lived could not make his mood fluctuate a bit.

"Is it necessary? I will know when I see the truth. Since he doesn't know, then you should know."