At first, Ji Qingcheng could hold it back, but she just groaned, until later, the pain of Yuanhun being corroded made her unable to bear the pain and exhaled.

"Ji Wuxue! You will be punished by God!"

Ji Qingcheng no longer had any hope. She wanted to avoid these red runes that corrupted her soul's power, but she would only install a stronger rune barrier.

She wanted to fight to the death to attack Ji Wuxue, but she couldn't get close to Ji Wuxue half a step.

This huge red rune barrier blocked all her life!

"What a pity, if it weren't for your peak spiritual soul, the Yuanhun of the Spirit Lord, who was too powerful and I could not directly absorb it with the spirit-eating technique. How could I use this spiritual array to weaken your Yuanhun's power bit by bit? It's a pity to have so many Yuanhun powers."

Ji Wuxue watched Ji Qingcheng's Yuanhun become weaker and weaker under the suppression of the red runes, and a more obvious smile began to appear on her face.

It was a pity, but she showed no guilt at all, but only expectations remained.

"Ji Wuxue, you are against the will of heaven and you are the best. You are cruel and ruthless, and you are ruthless and unrepentant! There will definitely be a day when you regret it!"

Ji Qingcheng's voice became weaker and weaker, and the white light of Yuanhun was getting weaker and weaker. At this time, it was like a light that could be destroyed at any time.

"You think I can't see it. Venerable, you have regretted it. I'm afraid there are more things you regret than me."

Ji Qingcheng felt the dissipation of the power of the Yuanhun, and her soul began to dissipate bit by bit.

The words from Ji Wuxue's mouth made her feel that the feeling of powerlessness burst out directly.

Do you regret it?

She is regretful.

Ji Qingcheng remembered the way he saw Feng Qing that day.

Thinking back to what she felt when Feng Qing left with Ji Wushuang's body and made her planning so many years completely shattered, Ji Qingcheng felt a tightness in her chest, as if something was about to grow out of her heart and swallow her alive.

What is it?

What Ji Wuxue said is the pain of appearance.

How could she not understand now that the chance she saw in Ji Wushuang that year was Feng Qing, not Ji Wushuang.

She must have discovered something was wrong.

For example, after Ji Wushuang gave birth to Feng Qing, the seemingly chance she could sense was gone. Over the years, she has placed Ji Wushuang in the Nine-Jihan Yin Cave and was still not able to sense it.

She just didn't dare to think deeply, but was just deceiving her inner anxiety and panic for another reason.

Feng Qing, that child is the opportunity to break the thousand-year disaster!

A red rune hit Ji Qingcheng's Yuanhun. Ji Qingcheng's Yuanhun's Yuanhun light finally completely dissipated and hit the ground, revealing crystal clear, like a narrow version of Ji Qingcheng's transparent appearance.

Ji Qingcheng's soul was almost dispersed, and at this moment only one breath was left.

The final winner is actually the only one who rises and falls.

It was him who found Feng Qing's child.

Ji Qingcheng, who was in the form of a Yuanhun, looked at Ji Wushuang, but only Feng Qing's face was left in his last spiritual consciousness.

In the end, she did not say this, nor did she tell Ji Wuxue the true meaning of Feng Qing's existence.

It was only when Ji Wuxue used the ice-type spiritual power to fly her soul from the ground and landed in her palm that she said the last thing.

"Feng Qing, you will be the one who will finish all this. Her body also has the bloodline of our Ji family. Although I lost, Ji family did not lose!"

"Just because of her?" Ji Wuxue pinched Ji Qingcheng's soul, and with a slight force, he could completely break the extremely fragile Ji Qingcheng's soul at this time: "Don't worry, I will completely drain her blood to sacrifice to the Venerable, your spirit in heaven."

"You will regret it!" Ji Qingcheng's last voice was extremely confident, and Ji Wuxue's heart trembled slightly when he heard it.

Ji Wuxue moved his eyebrows and his right hand really used force to squeeze Ji Qingcheng's Yuanhun, and then opened his mouth and sucked all the broken Yuanhun's power into his mouth!

A generation of spiritual masters fell to this point.

Old Bai, who smashed the city walls of Snow City and the city lord's mansion, never returned to the Medicine King Valley.

Feng Xu, who was following Mr. Bai, naturally couldn't go back.

Feng Xu opened the window and wanted to see the scenery, but was covered in wind and snow. He quickly closed the window again, and complained while closing it.

"Old Bai, you don't go back to the Medicine King Valley and insist on guarding here. What's the reason? Have you told me?"

Before Feng Xu's window could close, a silver spiritual power shook his hand open. The window was opened again, and the wind and snow covered Feng Xu's face again.

Feng Xu took a deep breath and secretly reminded himself of Old Bai's strength in front of him, and swallowed the dissatisfaction in his stomach. Before he could speak up and ask Old Bai what instructions did he have, Old Bai's voice came over.

"That Spirit Lord is dead."

"What?" Feng Xu didn't react.

Lingzun? Will he die?

Old Bai was sitting on the couch, with black and white chess pieces in front of him, and a black chess piece in his hand was twisted, but his eyes looked north through the small window in the room.

"The soul of the primordial soul is shattered, and there is no possibility of survival." Old Bai frowned, as if thinking about what happened that would shatter the soul of a primordial soul.

Feng Xu turned his head and looked out the window, then suddenly ran to Old Bai, knelt on one knee and asked anxiously: "Old Bai, there is only one spiritual master here except you! Is the one who is dead? "

"It's time to go back." The black chess in the hand of veteran Bai put it in the chess basket and said lightly.

"Where do you go back?" The topic turned so quickly that Feng Xu felt that he could not keep up.

"The Valley of Medicine King. The world is going to be in chaos." Old Bai's pair of silver-light eyes swept away Feng Xu: "You are so much worse than Feng Zhao."

"Ha?" Aren't you talking back to the Medicine King Valley? Why did you turn to the point of disgusting him as if he was too late?

"If you stay here and guard, or go to the south, you can't do anything when you go back."

As he said that, Old Bai stood up, and disappeared from the spot despite Feng Xu's stand-up.

It was not until Feng Xu reacted and stood up that he grabbed his head and reacted: "No! Mr. Bai, you just left me here? I didn't understand a single word of what you said, why did it suddenly happen?"

Feng Xu felt that he wanted to cry.

He doesn't want to stay in this cold and haha ​​ghost place!

But what to do?

Now the whole city of Snow City is on guard, and dozens of teams of city slaves patrolling each other every day. He has no ability to tear apart the space and shuttle through, so it is simply a dream to leave Snow City by himself.

Old Bai. What kind of thing is this?

It’s too bullying to leave if you say you want to leave him, and it’s too bullying!

Feng Xu was thrown in the Snow City, while Old Bai returned to the Medicine King Valley directly.

Feng Zhao, who was working on the documents in the case, noticed that there was a human breath in the hall. He raised his head and saw the old man in white dress.

Although he has a silver hair and an old face, he feels that he cannot be ignored.
Chapter completed!