Immortal Emperor Returns Chapter 1692: Dead Soul

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Lin Fengtian's eyes were running at full power, and the cold and invisible sea of ​​fog began to gradually become clear in his eyes.

The fog is like a living creature, surging around Lin Feng in a slow but very abnormal posture.

Vaguely, a strangely protruding cloud of human-like smoke appeared silently behind Lin Feng, and slammed his forelimb like a sharp knife towards Lin Feng's waist.

This silent attack still failed to escape Lin Feng's celestial eye power. He quickly turned around and severely slashed through the sky with a fencing sword.

One sword swept across the sea of ​​fog and was immediately cleared out of a large empty area, and the weird fog group resembling a human shape was also smashed by Lin Feng with one sword.

However, Lin Feng didn't see the slightest joy on his face.

The Hunyuan Flying Sword in his hand didn't have any sense of cutting to the real thing, and the sword just now went empty.

Or does this monster itself have no entity?

This thing is not a monk, nor is it like a spirit beast. It can't sense that there is any real source aura in this weird thing.

Some are just uncomfortable cold and lifeless air.

"Hey, show up, what the **** are you?" The true source of light on Lin Feng's body emerged, illuminating the fog that obscured the line of sight.

As if responding to his scolding, the sea of ​​fog began to roll slowly.

Gradually, dozens of fuzzy, human-like monsters condensed from thick fog appeared in the sea of ​​fog.

They all have a human-like silhouette, but their forelimbs are long and thin, like a blade, so they stick out one by one and point to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng squinted his eyes and sneered: "It seems that the Pure Land of the Western Regions is not as clean as the legend. These are all weird things."

The words fell, Lin Feng's whole body had disappeared, turning into a stream of light to shuttle back and forth in the thick fog.

I saw the sword light flickering, and it is difficult to see him himself.

Lin Feng's attack is also a full shot. After all, he doesn't know what monster the opponent is, so he has to face it carefully.

The speed and power of these misty monsters are not very good, at most they can only be equivalent to the first level of ordinary crossing the robbery.

But it’s better than being unable to slash. This kind of ghost does not seem to have any entity. It can’t be broken when slashed. Even if it is temporarily shattered by the source of truth on Lin Feng’s long sword, they can still be smashed in a very short time. Reconsolidate.

Continue to pounce on Lin Feng.

Faced with such a difficult opponent, Lin Feng was really helpless for a while, and the best way now is probably to escape this weird and weird forest immediately.

Bring Xiao Wangzu.

However, when I just started thinking, I heard Xiao Wangzu say in surprise from behind: "Ning Ning, you are...oh!"

Lin Feng turned his head fiercely, and saw that Xiao Ningning, who was covered in blood, was standing in the thick fog so that a white and slender palm was inserted into Xiao Wangzu's chest.

This...

Having killed her grandfather with one blow, Xiao Ningning turned her head to look towards Lin Feng.

A pair of originally agile eyes are full of sluggishness, and the body is shaking abnormally, as if dragging his own legs, just staggering towards Lin Feng.

There is not a trace of anger that a creature should have, and there is no real source of monks in the body.

Xiao Ningning today, like the monsters in the sea of ​​fog, has only a strange and cold aura that makes people very uncomfortable.

Facing the girl who had turned into a monster, Lin Feng didn't feel any softness, his right hand shook slightly, and a sword light swept away, cutting off Xiao Ningning's head just like that.

The girl's headless body fell to the ground with a thump, and a human-like mist came out of her body and quickly merged into the sea of ​​fog.

He reappeared for a moment, and pounced towards Lin Feng with the other humanoid fog clusters.

"Is it a weird existence similar to a soul?"

This time, Lin Feng understood the nature of the fog group monster. He put Hun Yuan Feijian upside down and raised the palm of his left hand horizontally. Then a strange burgundy flame appeared in his hand.

The wine is rich in flames.

Liquor Enriched Rose Flame can drive people crazy, the real effect is actually to burn the soul directly, so it should also be able to have an effect on the weird fog in front of you?

Lin Feng's figure unfolded again, flashing behind Xiao Ning Ning's body, and pressing the wine and Guiyan in his palm to her.

"Hiss——"

In an instant, the originally invisible and intangible mist flared violently.

Xiao Ningning's humanoid phantom opened his mouth wide and let out a silent roar, and in just an instant, it was completely burned into a faint blue smoke by the wine.

It worked.

However, Lin Feng's complexion is also very ugly, the **** fog monsters, they killed the two grandparents who had just invited him to dinner.

"Do you like to play? Then let Lao Tzu play with you today!"

Lin Feng glared at him, and his hideous smile climbed onto his face, full of murderous aura.

Maybe because I was afraid that Lin Feng would have the wine rose flames that could kill them, or because Lin Feng's overwhelming murderous aura was awe-inspiring, these misty monsters began to slowly retreat, no longer attacking forward, and even tried to retract. Fleeing in the thick fog.

"Run? Can you run away?" Lin Feng's figure flashed, his hands were burning with wine-red flames, and the whole person plunged into the thick fog...

Looking for Xiancheng, the only city within a thousand miles of Xiangu.

Huge, vast, and majestic.

Different from Qingming City where the Xujia Caravan is located, this Xunxian City is heavily guarded almost everywhere.

The tall city walls, the hideous pure stone buildings, and the heavy armored city defense soldiers patrolling are the best business cards of this pure land border city.

Now, in the large square of Xunxiancheng, there are countless crowds of people who watch the excitement.

In the center of the square is a high execution platform with hundreds of men and women. The woman was pressed on the execution stage, ready to accept the cruel beheading and capital punishment.

There are several monks among them, but most of them are just ordinary people with no cultivation skills.

A slender middle-aged monk stood upright on the execution platform, and read aloud to the crowd watching the lively in a large circle.

"The city lord stepped far away from the edict, searched for the Xiancheng Liu family to collude with the monk of the Xuankongzong, the evil demon outside the territory, and secretly killed the people I sought in Xiancheng. The evidence was conclusive. Therefore, the whole family was executed immediately.

"Okay, Lord City Lord Shengming, it is this group of Xuankong Sect **** who have been tossing us recently."

"Hey, isn't it? Just a few days ago, the Hu's house not far from my house was completely dead overnight. I heard that this group of gangsters who colluded with Xuankongzong did a good thing."

"Hey, there was also a thick fog of indiscriminate killing from time to time. I heard that they were also responsible for it. They killed it well, killed it well, and killed this group of bastards!"

The square is boiling.

Every time a human head was cut off to the ground, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers from the crowd.

Those who didn't know thought that it was not killing people, but some celebration.

However, as the execution continues, the age of the prisoners who are brought up for beheading is getting younger and younger, and people's cheers are gradually weakening.

People, they all have compassion.

Whoever sees someone who is young or even underage, is pressed up and chopped off his head, he will feel so unbearable and uncomfortable in his heart.

And this sentiment reached its climax when the Liu family's youngest daughter was taken to the execution stage.

This is a little girl who is only in her early ten years old.

She had witnessed the beheading of all her parents one by one before, and now she is a little stupid.

But when she was also pressed on the execution platform, and her head was placed on the wooden stake full of smelly blood, she finally recovered and began to cry loudly.

"Help, save me, I, I'm not a bad person in the Xuankong Sect, I haven't done anything bad, save me, uncles, uncles, aunts, save me, I'm still young, I don't want to die !"

Well, the little girl cried and cried for a while, begging for help.

Now the people standing below are a little bit unwilling to watch.

At the moment, someone stood up to intercede for the little girl, and said to a figure sitting tall under the pergola: "Sir, can you let this group of children go? The Liu family's collusion with Xuankongzong is certainly damned , But the children don’t know anything, they don’t die."

"Hey, that's right, this is still a little girl, the way she is crying, it's really congested."

"Isn't that right, Lord City Lord, please, how about the children of the Liu family, just let them go?"

One person spoke, and everyone immediately interceded for help.

Even the executioner, whose hands were stained with blood, was a little bit unable to do it at this time. He turned his head and looked at the figure sitting under the pergola.

This is a middle-aged man with a majestic face. He is the city lord of Xunxian City, the contemporary Patriarch of the Bu family, and a small-skilled monk of Tier 3 who crossed the robbery.

He usually treats the people well, and he doesn't have much arrogance, and he is kind to everyone.

So while Xunxiancheng is highly prestigious, the people are not too afraid of him. At this time, they dared to intercede for the little girl from the Liu family.

Bu Yuan's face was expressionless, and he scanned the audience.

In the end, he is the master of the third-order crossing of the robbery.

It's just that his own momentum appeared slightly, and the audience was completely silent. No one dared to yell indiscriminately anymore, and they all looked at the Lord of the City so quietly.

Bu Yuanzhi got up slowly, paced to the execution stage, pushed the executioner away, raised the beheaded ghost knife, and touched the hair of the little girl in the Liu family with the other hand.

The voice was faint: "Are you afraid?"

"City, Lord City Lord, forgive me, forgive me, please, I have never done anything bad, I don't know anything about my Liu family!"

The little girl pleaded loudly, struggling to get up, but her head was so tightly pressed on the guillotine that she couldn't move.

Bu Yuanzhi looked at the girl with pity in her eyes: "I know, child, I know you are innocent, you are still young, and what your grown-ups did, you won't know."

"So, so I beg the city lord for your life!" The girl pleaded again, her nose and tears gushing out, seeing how pitiful and pitiful the little appearance is, it makes people worry.

Bu Yuanzhi looked at the girl for a while, and suddenly burst into tears.

When he cried, the girl and the surrounding crowd were all stunned.

Bu Yuanzhi's voice softly said: "Liu family girl, I know you are innocent, but there is no way, you must die."

"Huh?" The little girl in the Liu family was completely stunned when she heard the words.

Bu Yuanzhi sighed: "Killing you is not to punish you, but to show the people in the city so that they can see the fate of those who colluded with the Xuankong Sect. No blood can stay."

Speaking, Bu Yuanzhi turned his face to look at the people in Xunxiancheng: "This is a warning, not that Bu Mou is good to kill. It is really necessary to kill a hundred people. If Bu Mou leaves this child a life today, then it will be called in the city. The people in China are lucky, and when the time comes to collude with the Xuankong Sect, it is not just one or two children who die."

While speaking, he increased his voice and asked in a questioning tone: "You sympathize with the Liu family girls. When the lunatics of the Xuankong Sect start their hands, will you sympathize with your children? If the Liu family collusion with the Xuankong Sect is not discovered, Then it will be the children of any of you who will die at that time. At that time, will they have half-hearted sympathy?"

"This..." The onlookers below were all talking about it, but no one stood up and pleaded with the little girl of the Liu family.

Yes, people are like this, as long as things fall to their own heads, there is no need for sympathy or something.

"So, you must die."

Bu Yuanzhi said, he raised the Ghost Head Sword.

The girl was completely stunned, and she wanted to say something in tears, but she never had a chance again.

The light of the knife flashed, and a small human head flew high, and then fell to the ground with a click.

Bu Yuanzhi slammed his big sword towards the ground, Yang Tian sighed with tears: "I have made such a merciless killing today, all to protect me from looking for a fairy city, the people in a city are considerate, if the sky cannot accommodate me like this Killing evil will come to me alone."

Speaking with a long sigh, it seemed very sad.

After this operation, the people all over the city looked at each other, and in the end they just sighed, and no one voiced dissatisfaction with Bu Yuanzhi.

Yes, the city lord is so cruel and ruthless, isn't it to protect them from the ravages of Xuankongzong? How can they be more harsh?

However, the girl's small head was picked up by one hand at this time, and she held it in her palm and looked at it.

The faint light of the true source flickered and poured into the girl's head, unexpectedly temporarily maintaining the girl's life.

The girl's head was cut off. Half of her brain hasn't died directly, and her soul hasn't dissipated. Infusion with a powerful source of truth can indeed help her temporarily save her life.

But of course, it is necessary to connect her head and body as soon as possible, and then treat her with great magical powers.

"Who?" Bu Yuanzhi was the first to notice, lowering his head to look in that person's direction.

That was a young monk dressed in ordinary clothes. This would be holding the head of the little girl from the Liu family and forcibly helping her hang her life.

The young man also looked up at Bu Yuanzhi, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Bu Yuanzhi, Bucheng Lord, right? I am sent by the Xujia Caravan. I am looking for you. I have something to ask."