Seeing Liu Qinghuan in front of the bronze gate, the young man in white stopped in shock, a haze flashed in his eyes, paused, and said in a consultative tone: "So, if I remove the magic mark from your wife's body, can today's incident be erased?"

Liu Qinghuan looked at him meaningfully, took out the Qianqiu reincarnation pen, and a turbid blood-yellow river flowed out from the pen, and the realm of reincarnation unfolded, and said categorically: "Can't!"

"Then what else is there to say!" The face of the young man in white distorted: "Tell you, my magic mark is branded on the divine soul, even if I am reincarnated, there will be endless troubles, hahaha, you just watch your wife suffer!"

The soul banner in his hand waved into a big banner, the demonic qi rolled out, the earth-shattering roar sounded, and thousands of demonic souls rushed like a torrent!

With a stroke of Liu Qinghuan's pen, the blood-yellow river meandered and danced in the air, and the river fell like a torrential rain, turning into countless resentful evil ghosts when they landed, rushing towards the enemies they refused to let go even if they died.

The cycle of life and death, which implies a hint of cause and effect, Liu Qinghuan has been back and forth for many years, looking back day after day at the joys and sorrows on the shore, and finally realized a little law of cause and effect, and the Dao realm was also stained with the power of cause and effect for the first time.

The entire underground cave seems to have become a demon realm and a ghost world, as far as the eye can see, it is all the tearing of demon souls and ghosts, the small space can no longer withstand the fighting methods of the two empty level monks, the cave wall shakes and trembles, and the deep cracks spread rapidly, and the earth, rocks and mud blocks are smashed down one after another.

The white-clothed young man's eyes flashed with cunning, and he slapped his palm at the top of the cave again and again, so that the cave collapsed faster, and the scene became more chaotic, and he was able to escape through the chaos.

However, Liu Qinghuan had already locked him in with his divine sense, and he had also figured out his strength, except for the white clothes on his body, there was nothing brilliant about it.

I saw his figure flash, and he appeared behind the young man in white very accurately, and in the exclamation of the other party, one hand twisted through the defenses like a willow, and gently held his bare and defenseless neck!

"No~"

The young man in white had just uttered the first word, and he felt his head hurt like an explosion, and a completely powerful divine consciousness that was completely irresistible penetrated into his sea of consciousness, looking through his memories and destroying his will.

Although the defense of that white robe is superb, most of the defensive magic weapons of the magic clothes only protect the body parts, or direct strength and spell attacks, and are not as comprehensive as the defensive magic weapons of the ornament type.

"It turned out to be another ...... who had shit luck"

When he first saw the bronze gate, Liu Qinghuan thought that he had arrived at something terrible, but it turned out to be an ordinary demon cultivator who was strong in the middle, knew a little about secret magic characters, and got a treasure because of some coincidences.

Since he had completely controlled the other party, Liu Qinghuan was not polite, and gave an order to the other party's spirit, asking him to open the storage space, and then slapped it with one palm, ending the other party's struggle and pain.

"That's a lot!"

The storage space of the empty level monk accumulated the income of a lifetime, all kinds of spiritual materials and spiritual stones were piled up into a mountain, Liu Qinghuan did not count them, all of them were rolled into his storage space and collected them first, and then threw out a wisp of real fire, burned the other party's body, and put away the white clothes together.

And with the death of the controller, the soul banner fell to the ground, and the demon soul that was released was stunned at first, and then fled out one after another.

Liu Qinghuan naturally would not let these demon souls leave, if they ran to the ground, they would only bring disaster to the world. He stretched out his hand, and the soul banner that fell to the ground flew into his hand.

Because the master is dead, the soul banner has also become an ownerless thing, and it can be used with a simple sacrifice, and the demon souls that have not had time to escape are taken back into the banner one by one.

"Bang bang bang!"

At this time, the collapse of the underground cavern had developed to the point of being out of control, and large chunks of earth and rocks fell down.

Everything is done here, Liu Qinghuan does not stay long, his body flickered and followed the ground, he heard a loud bang, and the deep valley under his feet no longer existed, and he was buried under the collapsed mountain rocks.

"Senpai, Senpai!"

The palace nun who had been guarding outside saw Liu Qinghuan flying out, and hurriedly rushed over, looking behind him in a hurry, but she didn't see anyone, and her voice couldn't help trembling: "My junior sister ...... her"

Liu Qinghuan said lightly: "Her law body has been destroyed, and she has only rescued her soul, but she has been branded with a magic mark." ”

"I—Can I meet her?" the palace nun pleated.

He opened his sleeves, released Mu Yinyin's faint spirit, thought about it, walked a little farther away, and left space for them.

Behind him, there were the voices of the two of them, as well as the remorseful and painful cries of the palace nuns, and it took a while before they quieted down.

The palace maiden came over and bowed down to Liu Qinghuan Yingying: "Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue this time, without you, my junior sister is afraid that she will be in a catastrophe this time." The junior has an uninvited invitation, and I want to take her spirit back to the sect and ask for help from the elders in the sect......"

"No!" Liu Qinghuan flatly refused: "The magic mark on her body needs to be lifted as soon as possible, and it needs special techniques, otherwise it will be further eroded, so she must follow me!"

"Ahh

"I'm willing to go with him. ”

"Mu Yinyin" opened his mouth and walked to Liu Qinghuan's side: "Second sister, you go back first, I'll go with him." ”

"This ......" the palace nun hesitated, "But, he ......"

"He won't hurt me. ”

"Mu Yinyin" looked at Liu Qinghuan, with a faint emotion in his eyes: "I believe in him." ”

Now that I have agreed, Liu Qinghuan's attitude is extremely resolute, and the palace nun is not good at saying anything, the two reluctantly said goodbye, and Liu Qinghuan took it back into his sleeve again and flew out of the mountain.

This mountain is full of the kind of towering giant peaks, majestic, magnificent, and extremely strong aura.

Liu Qinghuan wanted to find a quiet and undisturbed place, flew over several mountains, and suddenly looked down consciously.

I saw eight giant peaks standing on the earth, or mammoth, or lonely as a front, or bamboo shadows, or spiritual springs and waterfalls.

Liu Qinghuan's surprise is indescribable, if you add an immortal peak in the middle, isn't it the scenery of the front mountain of the Wenshi faction.

Remembering that Wen Shizhen asked him to go out to find the other eight sub-peaks, he strayed into the Forgotten City and couldn't leave, and thought that he couldn't complete the patriarch's explanation, but he didn't want to be here.

Therefore, what happened today may have been a foregone conclusion? He was destined to go back to the shore this time, not only to rescue Mu Yinyin's spirit, but also to find these eight peaks.

Liu Qinghuan was full of emotion for a while, fell on the bamboo forest mountain, looked at the familiar bamboo shadows, and felt a great deal of relief in his heart.