Spirit Vessel

Chapter 590: There must be a soul, right?

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On the field, the weeds were ignited, the dead trees were stained with flames, and the whole land turned into a fire domain.

Su Yun and Yan Ziyu condensed their most powerful strength, almost tied their bodies to Feng Feiyun's body, and dragged them through the soil.

At this moment, Feng Feiyun seemed to be able to pull away a mountain, dragging Su Yun and Yan Ziyu for more than 30 miles. The ground was covered in blood, leaving two pits half a person deep. Feng Feiyun's strength seemed to be exhausted, the shoes under his feet were worn out, blood was dripping from his hands and arms, and he still went straight to the sky.

In the distance, in the formation, there seemed to be a melodious sound of guzheng, and it seemed like a woman was crying, and it was like the grief of the end.

"The blood of the demon in his body is revived again. If he is not subdued, he will transform into a demon even if he does not die in the hands of the Beiming Clan."

The Tianshou scholar held a jade-white agarwood, shaped like a spiritual ruler, and pointed towards Feng Feiyun's back spine.

"Ow!"

Although Feng Feiyun was almost transformed into a demon, his spiritual sense was still very sharp. He turned his head and let out a long roar. Thousands of flames rushed out of his eyes, and he directly smashed the scholars back. The white Confucian robe was a little bit of fire. Burnt to pieces.

"Let me come!" A white bright moon rose, and under the moon, an elegant woman floated like a wisp of white smoke, like a goddess spirit walking out of a picture scroll.

Dongfang Jingyue came, flew from the end of the horizon, a jade-colored ancient boat rushed out of the eyebrows, held it in the palm of the hand, everything around was slowing down, as if time was slowly slowing down at this moment, and she But he was completely unaffected, and walked behind Feng Feiyun step by step, his eyes were full of tenderness, and a finger slowly tapped out, landing on Feng Feiyun's vest on the back of the King of Hell.

Although Feng Feiyun's movements slowed down ten times, he still counterattacked, hitting Dongfang Jingyue's shoulder with a palm.

Dongfang Jingyue did not dodge or evade, she resisted Feng Feiyun with a palm, and finally subdued Feng Feiyun, like being struck by Jiuxiao Shenlei and fell to the ground.

Although Dongfang Jingyue's right shoulder was broken by Feng Feiyun, she hugged him with her left hand and did not let him fall to the ground. She hugged Feng Feiyun, sat down slowly, and held it like that, motionless.

With the Temple of the God King as the center, this piece of land has turned into a sea of fire, refining everything.

"Haha! Finally died, not even a trace of soul is left."

Longshenya stood in the cloud, with a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand, and two divine garments flew out of the sky-fire formation, one of which, the flames were billowing, the red lotus feathers were woven, it was the "Red Lotus Fire Clothes" ".

Once the "Red Lotus Fire Clothes" is put on, unless the owner dies, it is absolutely impossible to fall off. It seems that Nangong Hongyan was indeed killed in the great formation.

The second golden robe is bright and golden, with nine golden dragons embroidered on it. It has a strong expression and is full of spirituality, as if nine dragons are really sealed in the robe. It is exactly what each generation of Jin emperors in the Shenjin Dynasty wore. "Nine five dragon robes."

Longshenya got these two divine clothes, and trembled with excitement, especially when he grabbed the Jiuwu dragon robe, he immediately put it on his body, and a mighty emperor blessed him, guarding the four who guarded him. The elder monks of the giant level all knelt on the ground and said loudly, "Meet Emperor Jin."

"Haha!" Longshenya laughed loudly, with his hands on his back, Qi Yu was arrogant, suddenly he frowned, and continued to search in the sky-fire formation, but found nothing.

"What is Emperor Jin looking for?" an old man asked.

"Edict!" Longshenya looked more and more anxiously.

"Will it be refined by the Tianhuo Liaoyuan Array?"

"Fart, the imperial edict was written by the father himself, with the immortal imprint of the emperor's seal printed on it, and it is impossible for the Heavenly Fire to Liaoyuan Array to refine it." Longshenya had a cold look on his face, stopped, and said: " Nangong Hongyan, this slut, must have sent someone to send the edict to Feng Feiyun in advance, if the edict fell into the hands of Feng Feiyun or Princess Luofu, it would be very bad, go and return to the capital immediately."

Longshenya took the lead in flying out, and the four giants and the powerhouses of the Shenhuo Camp that arranged the Tianhuo Liaoyuan Great Array also followed closely behind and flew in the direction of the Shendu.

The flame was still burning, and the plants and trees within a thousand miles were burnt to ashes, and the most central position was turned into a magma ocean.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

The hot wind was blowing between heaven and earth, but it couldn't make Feng Feiyun's heart warm.

When Feng Feiyun woke up, Longshenya and others had been gone for three hours, and the surrounding flames had been extinguished, but the magma ocean in the center was still not solidified.

Feng Feiyun stood on the edge of the magma, and a huge boulder fell under his feet and rolled into the magma.

There is still the breath of heavenly fire inside. The destructive power of the magma here is countless times stronger than the ordinary earth core magma.

Dongfang Jingyue closely followed behind Feng Feiyun, never leaving.

"Feng Feiyun, if you blame me, kill me now, and I will never fight back." Su Yun was covered in blood, especially the flesh on his lower body was torn and bloody, and was dragged by Feng Feiyun underground for dozens of times. , almost worn through the bone.

Feng Feiyun was blank, his eyes were a little dull, but he just stared at the magma ocean.

"Feng Feiyun, I am also responsible for Nangong Hongyan's death. If you want to kill me, I have no complaints." Yan Ziyu was just as miserable as Su Yun, the bones of her legs were about to be exposed, and her arms were hanging on On Feng Feiyun's arm, his left hand was almost useless.

Feng Feiyun said indifferently: "Dead?"

Su Yun, Yan Ziyu, and the Tiansuan scholar were silent, unable to speak. They all watched helplessly as Nangong Hongyan was smelted to death in the Great Array of Heavenly Fire and was burned to death. Anyone can imagine a living How painful it is for people to be burned alive by the flames.

In addition, Nangong Hongyan was also wearing red robes and fire robes. In the midst of the great formation, she was able to resist the burning of the flames to a great extent. She must have died extremely slowly. If she wanted to escape, she could not escape.

It's like boiling a person in boiling water and frying in oil.

Dongfang Jingyue said: "You have done your best, blame us!"

Feng Feiyun's voice was hoarse, as if he was whimpering, and said, "I'm really dead... Then there must be a soul, right?"

Those who were smelted to death by the Heavenly Fire Liaoyuan Great Array, not to mention their souls, even the imprint of their lives would be completely smelted, and they would completely fall into this world.

This time, Dongfang Jingyue was also silent.

"Then there must be a soul, right?" Feng Feiyun turned around and grabbed Dongfang Jingyue's shoulders, shaking her vigorously, with five fingers, as if to shatter Dongfang Jingyue.

Dongfang Jingyue's shoulder was just shattered by Feng Feiyun, and now she was caught by Feng Feiyun again, causing her to clench her teeth in pain.

"Then there must be a soul, right?"

"Then there must be a soul, right?"

Feng Feiyun kept reciting the Dao like this, as long as she still has a soul, she can switch to the Ghost Dao. Feng Feiyun will do her best to help her practice the Ghost Dao. Even if she turns into a bloodthirsty ghost, Feng Feiyun doesn't care. But Heavenly Fire Liaoyuan was too ruthless, not even a wisp of remnant soul was left behind, and there was no chance to switch to the ghost realm.

The imprint of life is completely erased.

"Pfft!"

Feng Feiyun jumped directly into the ocean of magma.

Su Yun and Dongfang Jingyue were both startled and wanted to jump down, but they were stopped by the Tiansuan scholar and said, "It's okay, let him go!"

An hour later, Feng Feiyun climbed up from the magma and became even more stiff, as if he had lost his life. Many places on his body were scalded, but he didn't realize it.

He fished out two things from the magma ocean, a phoenix bone and a hidden silkworm sala.

The hidden silk sala is made of hidden silk, and only Feng Feiyun can see it when he opens the eyes of the phoenix sky. Therefore, although Longshenya took away the nine-five dragon robe and the red robe, he did not take the hidden silk. Silkworm.

As for the phoenix bone, it has long since sunk into the depths of the magma. With the consciousness of the Dragon God Cliff, it is impossible to detect it. Of course, he could not have imagined that there is such a phoenix bone in Nangong Hongyan's body.

This is Feng Feiyun personally planted into Nangong Hongyan's body, and now find it again, there is no Nangong Hongyan's breath left on it, just a phoenix bone, it seems to prove that Nangong Hongyan is really dead, no Might be back again.

Separation of life and death, life is hard.

In Feng Feiyun's mind, he still remembered that when he saw her for the first time, he was so amazed and shocked.

The first time I heard her singing, it was like the sound of heaven, and it still reverberated in his heart at this moment, "Who is Hongyan laughing at, and when will the beauty be thrown away? , who paints dark eyebrows for Hong Yan?"

She sat on the top of the early martial arts tower and played softly.

Now, her singing voice can no longer appear in this world, and even her guzheng has been refined into fly ash, completely wiped out, as if she had never come to this world.

Outside the sky, there is a whimpering sound of a flute. I don't know who is playing it. The flute sound is sad and desolate, making people cry.

"Nangong Hongyan is already dead. This is an indisputable fact. The most important thing you should do now is to cheer up and avenge her, instead of holding a bone in mourning." Dongfang Jingyue said.

No one else dared to speak at the moment, only she dared to speak.

"No, no, no, she's definitely not dead. We made an appointment to meet in the important town of Tieling, and she must be waiting for me there. She likes to deceive people the most, haha! We have all been deceived by her. I will go to the important town of Tieling. Look for her, she must be there, she must be there."

Feng Feiyun suddenly smiled brightly and said, "Why are you crying and mourning! I'm fine, I'll go to Tieling town to find her, what you should do, just do it!"

After saying this, Feng Feiyun happily galloped towards the important town of Tieling.

The more Feng Feiyun smiled, the more worried they became.

"Give him to me!"

Dongfang Jingyue followed Feng Feiyun closely, never leaving her. Feng Feiyun found her many times and forced her to leave, but she still followed behind until she reached the important town of Tieling.

The smile on Feng Feiyun's face was actually not that happy, and he soon stopped laughing. Although the expression was not crying, it was more ugly than crying.

Naturally, there is no Nangong Hongyan in the important town of Tieling. Feng Feiyun sat on a boulder at the head of the town and waited, holding the gradually cold phoenix bone in his hand, not moving, looking at the passers-by who came from afar, his eyes from time to time. It glowed, sometimes dimmed, and finally dimmed completely, without blinking an eye, as if it had turned into a human-shaped stone sculpture and merged with the huge boulder beneath him.

It took seven days and eight nights to wait.

The night fell again, the sky started to drizzle, the spring rain was continuous, the spring thunder rolled, and fell on Feng Feiyun's body, soaking his hair, soaking his eyes, and soaking his whole body. The rain was so cold. Cold to the bone marrow.

Dongfang Jingyue stood on the edge of the boulder, drenched in the drizzle, as if it had also turned into a stone sculpture with him.