The disciples of Anyou Palace panicked.
Even the restraint on the wind chime was relaxed.
Feng Ling screamed and struggled violently to get away from the pull of several people.
With a petite body, she disappeared into the crowd and ran away.
At this time, because of the news brought by the disciples outside.
The entire secret room fell into a panic.
Feng Ling escaped, so naturally no one cared.
but…
I have been paying attention to the Ye Qingluo of the wind chime, but I feel a little strange.
If she remembers correctly...
The Xuan level of the wind chime is not low.
However, from the time when the wind chime appeared just now, to the time when she made a move and was forcibly pulled...
She didn't feel any fluctuations of profound energy from Feng Ling's body.
Think back to the time in Valley Wind City.
She didn't notice the approach of the wind chimes.
She wasn't on that "Xiaofeng'" at all, sensing the slightest wave of profound energy...
How is this going
Now that the wind chime has joined the Dark Palace.
To use is to get promises from the Dark Palace, or benefits.
How is it possible... to lose the mysterious rank
Ye Qingluo raised her eyes to look at Di Moxuan's profile.
I don't know if Ah Xuan noticed anything strange about the wind chimes.
Di Moxuan glanced sideways slightly, meeting her gaze.
He raised his palm and stroked her head.
The warmth between the eyebrows and eyes is lingering and pampering.
She shook off other thoughts in her mind, and glanced at the disciples of the imperial palace who had rushed into the secret room.
"Let's go, let's first destroy this place where dead puppets are made, and save these souls."
Ye Qingluo took Di Moxuan's hand and walked towards the container for refining dead corpse puppets.
When the disciples of Anyou Palace heard this, they immediately wanted to stop it.
But behind him, the disciples of the imperial palace rushed forward.
The two sides fought together.
How can I stop those two again, rushing towards the figure of the container.
After hearing the sound of fighting, the dozen or so profound practitioners sitting cross-legged beside the container had no way to stop their refining actions.
Once stopped.
They will be swallowed by the resentment of those souls in this container.
It is very likely that they will all be destroyed.
They had no choice but to grit their teeth and try to refine quickly, the batch of dead puppets in hand.
at this time.
A dozen or so profound practitioners obviously felt a chill, and they were overwhelmed.
A cold breath lingered around them.
In the ear, the girl's clear and melodious voice was faintly heard.
"Although... you were forced by the Dark Palace to do such unconscionable things... But, if you do it, you do it. In order to survive, the killing evil in your hands is too strong..."
The hearts of the profound practitioners suddenly tightened.
Then, the second half of the girl's sentence sounded: "So... take your sins, and step into hell with these souls refined by you. You... must atone for your sins."
Several profound practitioners suddenly opened their eyes.
Into the eyes, it is a beautiful face like a nine-day mysterious girl who has fallen into the mortal world.
The girl's charming eyes were cold, showing no emotion at all.
Their eyes widened in astonishment.
This loss.
The resentment in the container instantly eroded their internal organs.
The profound practitioners twitched in pain.
The next moment.
They only felt that their bodies were burning like a raging fire.
Even the soul is tearing apart.
They realized that they were thrown into the refining container.
Burn together with those refined souls and resentments in this raging fire.
"Boom—"
The last sound they heard was a deafening explosion.
The refined chamber completely collapsed and was destroyed.