Yan Guangmu saw that the attack he had to kill was underestimated by Qing Ling and blocked it very easily. Yan Guangmu's mind trembled, and his eyes showed even more fear.

"Escape!" The next second, Yan Guangmu immediately turned around and fled. As for Nie Feng and Yan Chong on the ground, he didn't care. At this time, Yan Guangmu just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible. Qing Ling had reached a realm that he had to look up to, and he was no match for Qing Ling at all.

"I said, you should die. Do you think you can escape?" Kong Fang was almost killed, which made Qing Ling extremely angry. For the first time, he felt the urge to crush his opponent's bones and ashes.

"Honglian, kill him for me." Qingling said quickly to the woman in red dress on the bluestone steps.

"Yes." The woman in the red dress responded. The next moment, the woman in the red dress appeared in front of Yan Guangmu who was running away quickly.

Three red lights lit up in Honglian's hand. These three red lights were in the shape of a font and shot towards Yan Guangmu at an extremely fast speed.

Yan Guangmu's eyes were full of fear. He wanted to avoid these three red lights, but found that his speed was many times slower than these three red lights and he could not dodge at all.

"No..." Yan Guangmu roared in shock and angrily. The next moment, three red lights were printed on the center of his eyebrows. The light in Yan Guangmu's eyes quickly dimmed, and this wisp of his soul was easily killed by the red lotus.

Without the soul, Yan Guangmu's body was like smoke and dust, and it quickly dissipated under the wind and soon disappeared into the air.

Yan Chong's face was pale on the ground and his body was trembling violently.

"Who did I provoke this time?" Yan Chong felt bitter, but he did not escape. Yan Guangmu, who was in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, could not escape from Honglian, but how could he, at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, escape?

Yan Chong collapsed on the ground. After the initial shock, Nie Feng next to him came back to his senses. Seeing Yan Chong's insane look, Nie Feng immediately laughed proudly, "You have today too. Haven't you been quite arrogant before? Why are you soft? Keep being arrogant!"

Yan Chong's face suddenly became extremely ferocious, "I'm dead, don't even want to live, just let me bury you." As he said that, he slapped Nie Feng's head with a palm. Nie Feng was blocked with magic power and his body was imprisoned again, unable to resist or dodge.

But Nie Feng was full of sneering and didn't care about his life and death at all. With Yan Chong and Yan Guangmu in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm buried him, Nie Feng was already very content.

A red light suddenly wrapped around Nie Feng, and Yan Chong's attack fell on the red light. However, Yan Chong's attack not only failed to hurt Nie Feng, but instead made him scream.

Yan Chong quickly retreated and looked at the red light that covered Nie Feng in shock and anger.

The red light dissipated, and there was a woman in a red dress next to Nie Feng. Unconsciously, Honglian had already returned.

"Hahaha. Yan Chong, you want to take me to die together. It seems that your wish cannot be realized." Nie Feng smiled and looked at Yan Chong with a very ugly face.

Since entering the Qingtian Divine Realm, Nie Feng has never been so happy. In the past, he was suppressed by Yan Chong and Yan Jie, which made him unable to come to the Bluestone Ancestral Land to practice. Although he felt aggrieved, Nie Feng had no choice.

But since he met Kong Fang and Qingling, Nie Feng found that his luck seemed to have suddenly improved. He first drove Yan Chong and Yan Jie out of the Bluestone Ancestral Land, and now Yan Guangmu, who is in the Spirit Transformation Realm, has lost a ray of soul, and Yan Chong's ray of soul is obviously not far from death.

Seeing his opponent's angry but helpless look, Nie Feng laughed again.

"Nie Feng, this is just the power of others. You, Nie Feng, are still useless. Next time you meet me, you will still run away in a hurry. What's there to be happy about?" Yan Chong said gritting his teeth.

Nie Feng sneered, "Yan Guangmu's power doesn't seem to belong to you, Yan Chong, but I think you borrowed it very skillfully. Humph, if it weren't for Yan Guangmu, you Yan Chong would have the courage to come to the Bluestone Ancestral Land. It would be interesting to say such words to me now."

Yan Chong's eyes instantly became gloomy, and at this time, three red lights appeared in Honglian's hand again. The next second the three red lights were printed on Yan Chong's eyebrows.

Yan Chong's soul was destroyed, and his body quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Hahaha, Yan Chong and Yan Guangmu, who were in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, actually lost a ray of soul. This time I couldn't get anything even in the Bluestone Ancestral Land. When I returned to the family, I could proudly face the family's inquiries." Nie Feng laughed loudly.

Honglian walked over and broke the light magic that Yan Guangmu left in Nie Feng's body, allowing Nie Feng to resume his movements.

"Brother, are you okay?" At this time, Qing Ling had already come to Kong Fang and looked at Kong Fang worriedly.

Kong Fang shook his head and smiled, "I'm fine, but you?"

Qing Ling's expression suddenly became extremely complicated, with a hint of yearning in her eyes, but more of it was reluctant to leave.

Kong Fang suddenly understood in his heart, "Qingling, are you leaving?" Kong Fang asked.

"Brother." Qing Ling lowered his head, but his hand tightly grasped Kong Fang's sleeve, "I don't want to leave my brother." Qing Ling's voice was already filled with a hint of crying, "I want to be with my brother all the time." Qing Ling raised her head and looked at Kong Fang with tears in her eyes.

Kong Fang was also extremely reluctant to leave, but after seeing the red lotus that appeared with Qing Ling, Kong Fang was already prepared. Kong Fang reached out to wipe away the tears from Qing Ling's eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and comforted softly: "Your life experience has always been a mystery. If possible, I hope Qing Ling can regain your memory. There is nothing to be separated for the time being. After Qing Ling recovers your memory, he can come back. We will not be separated at that time."

"Really?" Qing Ling's eyes were dim, but a hint of joy appeared on her face, and she asked with hope.

Kong Fang nodded with a smile, "When did I deceive you?" As he said that, Kong Fang rubbed Qingling's hair lovingly.

Kong Fang's gentle eyes and familiar movements made Qing Ling's smile more. However, Honglian, who was standing next to Nie Feng, frowned slightly when she saw this scene.

"Then we have a firm word. After I find my memory, I will go back to find my brother." Qing Ling said happily.

"Yeah. OK." Kong Fang smiled and nodded.

"But. I want to stay by my brother's side for a few more days. Then I go to find memories." Qing Ling blinked, then pulled Kong Fang's sleeve and flew towards Nie Feng.

Although Kong Fang was extremely reluctant to leave, there was a smile on his face. Kong Fang hoped that Qingling would leave with a smile when he left.

In fact, Kong Fang had already prepared this separation, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

When Kong Fang saw Qing Ling in the core of Qingtian Tomb, he realized that Qing Ling's identity was absolutely extraordinary and that he would always leave him one day in the future.

On the big tree, Jinhua, Dead Bone Butterfly, Meng Wuxing, the three of them looked at Qing Ling and Kong Fang flying over, and their hearts were shocked.

"These two indigenous people are very extraordinary!" The dry bone butterfly did not speak, but used voice transmission.

"It's not just extraordinary." Meng Wuping also chose to transmit voice, but his tone was a bit complicated.

The dry bone butterfly and the others were extremely afraid of the strength of Qing Ling and Hong Lian, and they could even be said to be frightened. Naturally, they did not dare to make random judgments like before, and could only send voice messages in secret.

"Meng Wuying, do you regret it?" Jinhua asked in a voice transmission. Jinhua had asked this question once before. At that time, Meng Wuying's answer was that she did not regret it.

But at this time, when I heard Jinhua's questioning again, Meng Wuping did not answer immediately, but became silent.

Jinhua and the dry bone butterfly couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Meng Wushen.

After a while, Meng Wuping nodded slightly, "I'm indeed a little regretful, but it's a pity... it's too late. But I think I should be the only one who regrets it, right?" Meng Wuping glanced at Jinhua and the Hanjian Butterfly.

Jinhua and the Butterfly couldn't help but cough to hide the embarrassment on their faces. They were indeed very regretful as Meng Wuxian said. But how could they have thought that the two indigenous people, Kong Fang and Qingling, were actually hiding extremely amazing identities.

If the three of them had known earlier that Kong Fang and Qingling had such a deep background, the three of them would have made friends immediately. Even if they could not win over Kong Fang and Qingling into their respective forces, it would be of great benefit to their respective families to know one or two indigenous people with deep backgrounds in the Qingtian Divine Realm.

Kong Fang and Qing Ling fell beside Nie Feng and the others.

At this time,

"Qing..." Honglian was about to say something, but was interrupted by Qingling's wave.

"I will stay by my brother's side for another three days, and I will leave with you in three days." Qing Ling said quickly.

Honglian originally wanted to say something, but after seeing Qing Ling's firm eyes, she could only lower her head and respond respectfully: "Yes."

Kong Fang sighed in his heart. He understood that Qingling must have remembered some things, but since Qingling didn't say it, there must be a reason, and Kong Fang wouldn't ask. When Qingling felt that he could say it, he would naturally say it.

Afterwards, Kong Fang did not enter the illusion of the Qingshi ancestral land, but accompanied Qingling to play around. Both Qingling and Kong Fang attached great importance to these three days, so Honglian and Nie Feng did not let Honglian and Nie Feng follow him, only Kong Fang and Qingling.

During these three days of being alone, Qing Ling told Kong Fang some secret things he remembered. However, the things Qing Ling remembered were all scattered fragments, and none of them was complete. Kong Fang could not get any useful information from these things, and could only keep all of this information in his heart.

Happy days always pass quickly, and the third day is already in the blink of an eye, and it is time for Qingling to leave.

In a forest, Qing Ling held Kong Fang's sleeve, her eyes full of reluctance.

Kong Fang was also reluctant to leave, but he could only hide all these feelings in his heart.

On a big tree a few miles away, the red lotus in a red dress stood quietly there, waiting for the Qingling.

"Brother, I'll give it to you." A token that was only the size of a child's palm suddenly appeared in Qingling's hand. The token was purple on one side and blue on the other side. There were also runes of Fanao painted on the edge of the token, which was extremely exquisite.

"Qingling?" Kong Fang was surprised. The token looked extremely extraordinary, and the blue and purple on both sides of the token actually corresponded to the two suns on the endless sky.

"Brother, you must keep this token well, you must keep it well." Qing Ling said solemnly.

Then, Qing Ling looked at Kong Fang reluctantly, slowly flew into the air, and flew into the distance.

Kong Fang stood there and watched quietly, but before he knew it, Kong Fang held the token given to him by Qing Ling. (To be continued...)
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