Li Juexing and others were shocked and scared, angry and all tried their best to use all their magical powers to attack this seemingly light and weak snowflake. As a result, they attacked for half a quarter of an hour, but even a snowflake was not shattered.

Qianxue's beautiful eyes flashed with glitter, and she was amazed.

"Lin Yi, you idiot, do you think you can burn me to death with fire? It's simply a fool!"

Qin Yang was already dying, his whole body was burned to charcoal, and he still roared unwilling to be outdone.

Lin Yi smiled and said, "My fire is not an ordinary fire. I said you will definitely be burned to death, so you can't live."

Suddenly, Qin Yang screamed, and his soul rushed out of his coke-like body, almost trying to escape, but was instantly swallowed by the green flames.

"Ah! It hurts so much... Damn it! What kind of fire is this? Why is it so terrifying? Brother Hantian saves me..."

puff!

Qin Yang's soul fell heavily to the ground, like a broken sack swallowed by flames, with a weak breath, and his life was like a wandering spring, and he was almost gone.

Lin Yi put away the Ziyang Sword, hugged Qianxue with both hands, looked at Qin Yang who was dying, and said, "It's okay to tell you, this is the Qiwei Divine Fire. If you are lucky enough to die under the Qiwei Divine Fire, you should feel very honored."

"What? Seven Flavors Divine Fire! The inheritance of the Yan Emperor!!!"

Qin Yang suddenly fell into despair.

What kind of person is Yan Emperor? He is one of the five ancient emperors, the unique fire god in the whole world. The seven-flavored divine fire she created includes the seven most terrifying types of flames in the world. Anyone who is burned by the seven-flavored divine fire will eventually be destroyed in the end.

Qin Yang never dreamed that one day he would see the inheritance of Emperor Yan, and he would not have expected that he would be burned to death by the legendary Qiwei Divine Fire.

"Lin Yi! Stop it! Exhaust the fire quickly and let Qin Yang go, otherwise, don't blame us for being polite!"

Wu Hantian shouted sternly.

Lin Yi looked around and looked around the seven geniuses who were angry and angry, and smiled sarcastically, saying, "I, Lin Yi, hate the most in my life who have fallen into the wrong person. Previously, Li Juexing, Yao Yu, Bo Shaoqing, and Wang Bancheng, you all took advantage of the time when Qianxue's heart turned into a sword to put the wrong person in the wrong person and helped Qin Yang hurt me, so all four of you deserve to die. Wu Hantian, although Hun Jie did not put the wrong person in the wrong person in Qianxue, you are indifferent to a woman being hurt by so many men, but you are indifferent to it. You deserve to die too. And Nangong Yang, as Qianxue's eldest brother, you actually sat on the verge of watching your junior sister being hurt by others and ignored it, and you deserve to die even more. So, you all die, it's not me, Lin Yi, who killed you, Qin Yang!"

Bang!

Before Lin Yi finished speaking, Qin Yang's soul suddenly burst into pieces and turned into a handful of ashes, scattered everywhere on the ground.

Qin Yang finally died.

Lin Yi was in a very comfortable mood.

Qianxue let out a long sigh, and the biggest obsession in her heart finally disappeared, and there was a trace of loosening in her realm barrier.

"puff--"

Wu Hantian opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of demon blood, his face pale and his body was shaking.

Li Juexing, Wang Bancheng and others all vomited blood and their bodies trembled. They were all extremely frightened.

His cultivation level instantly slid.

In the blink of an eye, he had already slipped to the Holy King realm and was still sliding down rapidly.

The seven geniuses used secret techniques to barely maintain the realm of a saint, but even so, their realm is still unstable and they may fall into the realm of a holy at any time.

"Damn it! It's better to kill me than to let me bear this pain!"

Wu Hantian roared heart-wrenchingly, and his voice shook Jiutian.

Everyone was full of reluctance. They were already famous quasi-emperors in the sea of ​​stars, but now they can only barely maintain the holy realm. This kind of pain is even more uncomfortable than killing them.

"Lin Yi, this hatred is irreconcilable! My Jue Star Holy Land will never let you go!!!"

Li Juexing's voice roared sharply, and the sound was extremely harsh, like a yelling of an owl.

"Lin Yi, my Botian clan is incompatible with you! You wait, the Botian clan will chase you to the ends of the world!"

Bo Shaoqing coughed violently, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and hissed.

"My demon clan will never let you go!"

"Our soul clan and you will never die!"

"My Wu Hantian, on behalf of the demon clan, issued a hunting order to you. Lin Yi, you are dead!"

"My good junior sister, you actually watched your senior brother fall and did not stop Lin Yi from killing Qin Yang. When I return to Fengxing Holy Land, I will report this to my master. Master will definitely not let you guys and women go!"

All seven geniuses spoke out, vowing to eradicate Lin Yi and Qianxue and never stop until death.

Qianxue smiled, looked around and looked at the distorted and resentful faces, and sneered: "Many years ago, I had seen through the faces of these so-called geniuses. When I was in power, I was arrogant and domineering. I wish the whole world knew his reputation and could not help my name to be comparable to the ancient Five Emperors. But once you lose power, you will be depressed and resentful, as if the whole world owe you, it seems that the way of heaven is extremely unfair to you. I don't mind you taking the blame to me, but I, Ji Qianxue, will never agree to your attempt to hurt my man!"

The cold snow fell and the wind whimpered. As Qianxue finished speaking, a terrifying chill enveloped the entire mountain top. The vast imperial power surged like a tide. The seven oppressed geniuses all trembled and were silent.

At the top of the fairy mountain, Ji Qianxue's cultivation level is undoubtedly the highest. As a female quasi-emperor of the generation, even Lin Yi is not as good as them. Their realms can barely be maintained in the saint realm. In front of Ji Qianxue, there are only a few cats and dogs, and even a strand of emperor power can suppress them.

"Teacher Shangguan, what are you going to do? You can't kill us, otherwise you will become enemies with the seven major forces."

Li Juexing said introvertedly.

"Junior sister, can you even kill your senior brother? You are going to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors!"

Nangong Yang gritted his teeth with a stern face.

He never dreamed that one day he would slip into the quasi-imperial realm and become a small saint. The younger sister he had looked down on in the past was so high that his life and death were only in the little sister's thoughts.

"Killing you will only dirty my hands. Get out of here! I don't want to see you again, get out of here!"

A whispering shout was like thunder.

The seven geniuses screamed and flew down from the top of the mountain, instantly sank into the clouds.

The quietness finally returned to the top of the mountain.

The strong wind is still sobbing, and the cold snow is still falling.

However, the strong wind and snow at this time seemed to have a little more warmth.

"It's finally quiet. No one will disturb us anymore. Let me take a good look at you."

Qianxue left Lin Yi's arms reluctantly, raised her head, carefully observed Lin Yi's eyes and eyebrows, and observed Lin Yi's nose and lips.

The two of them are connected with each other and have a long and affection.

Looking at the person who was so close to him, Lin Yi's heart was filled with warmth.

The eyes were facing each other, and so many sweet words were in each other's eyes.

Even the wind and snow have become tender and sweet.

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Chapter completed!