The soul-controlling killing talisman at the sixth level of the Yuan Emperor Realm can be regarded as an extremely powerful thing. If you take it out for auction, you will also sell a lot of Yuan stones. Su Yi didn’t know if there were any other soul-controlling killing talismans in the Golden Sword Sect.

"Walk!"

Afterwards, Su Yi, Su Xiaoshuai, Qinghuang and others walked quickly and left here without delay.

They knew in their hearts that someone would come here to check the situation soon. If their whereabouts were exposed, the Seven-Star Sword Sect would definitely be drawn out again. After all, this place is not far from Jianxing City.

In addition, the people of the Golden Sword Sect also successfully escaped. Maybe they would spread the news about him, which would likely attract some outlaws to take risks and attack themselves.

There are so many powerful wandering cultivators in the Chaos Realm, and Su Yi doesn't want to take this risk.

After leaving, Su Yi and his friends did not go back directly this time, but instead found a hidden place.

After arranging Qinghuang and Yinyang Emperor to protect the Dharma outside, Su Yi took Huang Jian into the mysterious space.

Huang Jian's injuries were a bit serious. He was hit hard by Yang Baikun. His qi was disordered and his meridians were severely damaged.

"Thank you for saving your life!"

After entering the mysterious space, Huang Jian immediately prepared to lean over to bow to Su Yi, but was supported by Su Yi.

"Why do you have to be polite to protect the Dharma Huang? We are all our own people now, so it is natural to save you. We don't need to be like this in the future!" Su Yi looked at him and said seriously.

"good!"

Huang Jian smiled weakly and nodded.

"You are in seclusion here, and you will talk about other things after you recover!"

Su Yi took out a bottle of spiritual liquid and handed it to Huang Jian to heal and recover.

Not much of this spiritual liquid is left, and Su Yi has collected all the previous generation, but not much is now.

"Sect Master, I will just adjust my breathing slowly, I don't need this thing!"

Huang Jian's eyes were stunned and said to Su Yi.

He knew the preciousness of this spiritual liquid. It was because of this thing that he had gained great benefits and broke into the realm of Yuanhuang.

Now Su Yi took out a bottle of spiritual liquid to heal his wounds, which made Huang Jian unwilling to accept it.

He didn't want to be polite to Su Yi, but he felt a little distressed with such a precious treasure.

"You can take it for you, I have it here. Recover sooner, we have other things to do." Su Yi said. Kujiang%net "}YR {0" t

Of course, Huang Jian can recover by adjusting his breathing by himself, but it will delay a lot of time. With the help of spiritual liquid, it will be countless times faster.

"Thank you, the sect leader! With this help, I will soon return to my full state!"

Huang Jian looked at Su Yi deeply, thanked him again with gratitude.

At this moment, he felt that Su Yi had given him enough dignity, rather than treating him as a servant.

Huang Jian felt extremely lucky to be able to serve such a sect leader.

Then, Huang Jian stopped talking nonsense. Finally, he took a look at a short figure like a child not far away, and sat cross-legged on the ground, poured spiritual liquid into his mouth, and began to regulate his breathing and breathe.

A burst of aura appeared on him, looking like fog.

"Spiritual Devouring Emperor, how are you thinking?"

Without paying attention to Huang Jian anymore, Su Yi walked to the side of the Spirit-Devouring Emperor on the other side and asked.

However, the Spirit-Devouring Emperor just glanced at him meaningfully and did not speak.

"You think about it again, I'll ask you again when I look back."

Su Yi was not angry at all, so he turned around and walked out, leaving the mysterious space.

Looking at the young man's figure leaving, the Spirit-Devouring Emperor couldn't help but look at the direction he left and kept looking for a long time.

Then, he bet on the old man in yellow robe sitting cross-legged, and fell into deep thought.

"Let's wait here. After the Huang Protector recovers, let's go and do something together!"

After Su Yi walked out of the mysterious space, he said to the Qing Emperor and Yin Yang Emperor in the cave: "However, it is best to conquer the Spirit-Devouring Emperor before this!"

Speaking of this, Su Yi felt a little headache.

The spirit-devouring emperor's temper is really different from that of ordinary people. If he is punished, he will definitely be counterproductive.

But Su Yi would definitely not wait forever. If that guy was too stubborn, he would have to use violent means to force suppress it, although doing so might be a bit troublesome.

"Let's practice each of you!"

Su Yi, Su Xiaoshuai, Qinghuang, and Yinyang Emperor Minghuang sat cross-legged in the cave and began to practice with closed eyes.

And at this time, the surrounding mountains and forests were already in chaos.

Countless people went towards the direction of the previous battle to inquire about the situation, among which were the Qingming Sect’s people.

"Protector Wang, please beg for the change. We will definitely find the murderer who killed the son and let him die without a place to bury him!"

Among several figures, a half-bian spoke and said to a middle-aged man beside him, with a tone of consolation.

The middle-aged man was the Protector Wang, and he looked sad and filled with endless anger.

"Kill my son Wang Mo, don't let me know the identity of the thief, otherwise, I will cut him into pieces so that he can't survive or die!"

Guardian Wang roared in grief and anger, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and wanted to be crazy.

Seeing his expression, the remaining people in Qingming Sect were a little moved.

A few days ago, they discussed Wang Mo's talent together, which is extraordinary among the younger generation, and even compared with the young sect leader, it is not too far away.

If we compare him with Yang Baikun, the son of the Golden Sword Sect, then Wang Mo would definitely be much better than Yang Chuan!

It is precisely because of this that for many years, Guardian Wang has been proud of having such a son.

In front of others, this is what Guardian Wang is most proud of, and it is also his greatest expectation in his life, waiting for the day when his son surpasses him!

The alliance conference is coming, and the Dharma Protector Wang is also counting on Wang Mo to shine and show his strength there, so that he can be noticed by a certain alliance strongman and be admitted to the disciples, and even more so, he can be given a complete medium-grade magic weapon!

But suddenly it was on that day that the dream of Protector Wang was shattered!

His son became a cold corpse, unrecognizable. When he was discovered by the disciples of Qingming Sect, he was being bitten by a barbarian monster.

Such a result is difficult for the Protector Wang to accept no matter what.

All his expectations turned into bubbles, leaving only endless grief filled his heart.

"The sect leader has sent more disciples to come, we will definitely find the murderer!"

Next to him, an old woman looked at Protector Wang and comforted her.

Having said that, the old woman knew very well that the murderer killed Wang Mo and did not leave any useful clues.
Chapter completed!