Meng Youyue slowly opened her eyes and slowly sat up from the crystal coffin.

The crystal coffin is sitting cross-legged on both sides, constantly injecting spiritual power into the formation.

Dasiming sat cross-legged in a formation emitting a faint white light.

Shao Siming sat cross-legged in the formation emitting a faint black light.

Legend has it that the Lord of the Grand Secretary lives, and the Lord of the Young Master dies.

大司命主命,少司命主魂.

Therefore, Meng Youyue's life and soul integration looks simple, but in fact it is very complicated. It requires the Shao Siming lineage and the powerful men from the Da Siming lineage to jointly cast the magic array.

If there is a slight mistake, you may lose your soul.

The two women were sweating profusely at this time and their faces were tense. It was not until Meng Youyue woke up and sat up slowly that the two women breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Youyue looked around, as if she was integrating the memories of her life and soul. In a state of confusion, the first thing she asked was nothing else, just "Where has Qin Feng been?"

Before Da Siming spoke, Shao Siming replied impatiently: "Let your life soul be reintegrated into one, and the large amount of spiritual energy consumed has triggered the spiritual energy turbulence of Mitian Sect and awakened the ancestor Jumang."

Meng Youyue said with complicated eyes: "How does this matter end?"

Shao Siming sneered and said, "How to end? Now the Jumang clan has designated my sister and me as traitors of the Qingmai and are besieging the hall. How can this matter end? Qin Feng has been blocking outside the hall. Now that you are awake, my sister and I can go out to help him!"

Meng Youyue was slightly stunned, and she slowly stood up holding the crystal coffin.

Dashiming quickly asked, "Where are you going?"

Meng Youyue's original body grabbed the long knife that ascended with her in the crystal coffin. She staggered out of the crystal coffin and said softly: "This matter arises because of me, so naturally I will solve it!"

Shao Siming said coldly: "Meng Youyue, you are in the upper realm, not in the lower realm. Your strength is barely enough to reach the Heavenly Realm. Not only can you not help Qin Feng, but you may also drag him down..."

Da Siming said nothing, Meng Youyue leaned on the long knife in her hand, and she sneered: "Shao Siming, although I thank you for helping Qin Feng wake me up and helping me complete the unity of life and soul, but..."

Meng Youyue's words changed, and Shao Siming was also a little embarrassed.

"If you have the idea of ​​hitting my man, then I can only advise you

Take care of it!"

Meng Youyue looked outside the hall, and she smiled and said, "I, Meng Youyue, have never been a vase hiding behind him. When I was in Middle-earth, I always fought wherever he fought!"

Shao Siming was suddenly stunned. Meng Youyue had already raised her breath, flew straight out of the hall with her footsteps.

...

Outside the hall, the Jumang tribe and the green forces loyal to the Jumang tribe surrounded this place.

Especially those elders and core disciples of Mitian Sect, many of them became active after learning that the two Si Mings, who were regarded as gods by them, were actually decided to be a traitor of the Qingzhi by the ancestor Jumang.

Without exception, they are all strong people above the Heavenly Realm and Human Realm, and most of them are human spirits. Naturally, they would not think that the two Si Mings really rebelled against the Qingmai.

In other words, they were facing an internal change of the Qing Mai. On one side were the Qing Emperor's old party represented by the two Si Mings, and on the other side were the Jumang clan, who gradually grew up after the fall of the Qing Emperor.

Should they support the already powerful Jumang tribe, or support the two Siming masters, these people obviously bet on the Jumang tribe.

Originally an elder, I wanted to be a master, originally a core disciple, I wanted to be an elder, originally a scattered department, I wanted to go to a department with a lot of energy...

Everyone regards this siege as a gamble in danger of wealth and honor.

Of course, Qingmai is not without the people who are still loyal to the two Si Mings. He was either captured, killed, or rebelled in front of the ancestor Jumang, and the situation has completely turned to the side of the Jumang tribe.

But just when everyone thought that capturing the main hall was just a simple and easy task...

A figure stopped the steps of the main hall, and had killed ten people in a row with a sword.

There are three people in the Heavenly Man Bu Wu Realm, five people in the Wuming Realm, and two people in the Unmatched Realm. If you continue to kill like this, you will probably reach the Haoran Realm!

He used his fist to kill the Buwu Realm, and used his sword to cut the Wuming Realm, and finally used his sword to kill the two elders of the Uncompetitive Realm, shocking the heroes.

The snow-white steps of the main hall were stained with blood, and the bodies of ten strong men were piled up on the steps like garbage.

Fortunately, this guy was leisurely flipping the pills and spiritual treasures on his body to fight to support the battle.

"It's really outrageous!"

But no one was able to enter the main hall from his hands until now.

This guy has already killed crazy!

"Who is this guy?"

"I have heard before that our Mitian Sect has such a ruthless man!"

"Damn it, he himself is also in the Heavenly Realm! How can he kill the Heavenly Realm be like killing a chicken?"

Qin Feng spent a short time in Qingmai. Except for spending a few days in the Guiyinsi to make a high-profile appearance in the spirit crystal, he almost never had any presence in the other time. Guiyinsi is also a cold stove in the department, and very few people pay attention to him.

The more this happens, the more mysterious Qin Feng's strength becomes, and the more these talents are afraid of him.

In fact, only Qin Feng himself knows...

Killing Wuming Realm is basically his limit.

After all, this is a real world of cultivation, not the Hongmeng illusion array, nor the magical realm of gods and demons. Qin Feng can only rely on the realm and strength of his own body.

The two elders in the nameless realm were mainly Qin Feng's soul in the Haoran realm, who sensed and dismantled their offensive in advance, taking advantage of the asymmetry of the information between the two sides and barely won.

Especially the last nameless realm powerhouse, not a human practitioner, but a Jumang clan with strong body and strong vitality. After Qin Feng penetrated his heart with a sword, he did not die. Instead, he appeared the Jumang true body similar to a tree demon, entangling Qin Feng's limbs with vines.

If Qin Feng hadn't cut off his head by using his sword from the air, he might have hesitated for a moment, and Qin Feng's body would have been pulled into several sections with brute force.

In the eyes of others, Qin Feng once again exchanged his life with injuries, and even a minor injury to exchange for his life, winning cleanly.

Only Qin Feng himself knew that if the other party sent another strong man of higher level, or even if he sent another Wuming Realm, he would be dead.

Qin Feng suddenly remembered what Shao Siming said when he left the hall.

"You have not retrieved your body, so once you die, you may be discovered by the Black Emperor lineage during reincarnation, thrown into the Abyssas Hell, and you cannot re-enter the reincarnation again. Be careful!"

Grand Master Ming also said with concern: "Mr. Emperor, please don't show off, but keep a useful body."

Dasiming seemed to be afraid that Qin Feng would take the risk, so she added: "Even if we are the only one left in the Qingzhi, there is still hope of revival. Please be sure, and you will definitely come back safely!"

In front of the main hall, Qin Feng's tired face and mouth slightly raised. He looked out of the hall and shouted loudly.

"Who else wants to come up and give me advice!"
Chapter completed!