"Empty Nether Soul Claw."

Wan Qian, who retreated a few dozen steps away, couldn't help but shout out. He was not a disciple of Kong Mingzi, but a disciple named Naxu Cave Heaven in Kunlun Mountain. However, his master never came back after leaving the mountain a few years ago. Everyone said that his master was dead, and he always struggled for the impossible. He also said that his master had high magic power and his escape skills were even more skillful, and he could escape back even if he encountered a great enemy.

Although he always said in front of others that his master would never have any trouble and was very sure, he was also worried in his heart privately. He had not thought of turning to another door, but turning to another door was not an easy task. This time Yan Zhongshu died, which may be an opportunity in his opinion. If he could please Kong Mingzi, he might be able to turn to the Tibetan God Cave Heaven.

So he shouted loudly and was very excited. In his opinion, Kong Ming Soul Claw was an extremely powerful magic. Moreover, Yan Zhongshu always talked about his master Kong Ming Soul Claw in front of him, and tried his best to describe it. Moreover, Wan Qian even knew that the method of Yan Zhongshu's practice was not Kong Mingzi's proud method.

Wan Qian seemed to see Yi Yan being caught in the hands of Kong Minghun Claws and seeking survival and death.

A golden light flashed, and the divine text of the sky was dazzling like lightning, protecting Yi Yan, Yi An and Fang Mingkong. At the same time, a giant tortoise rushed out of nothingness, without the clumsiness and slowness of a turtle, but like a tiger hunting, like a goshawk pounced on the rabbit, and pounced out of nothingness with an ancient aura.

The turtle was quaint and stiff, and the mysterious aura was exuding. The four claws were strong and powerful. The turtle's back was faintly shining and rushed directly to the giant hand that raised the sky.

The heaven and earth were dark in an instant.

This stone turtle was obtained by Yi Yan from Feixing Taoist. He could not see anything else from this stone turtle. This stone turtle seemed natural and could erase and hide all existences in the dark.

The stone turtle pounced on the huge palm, and saw a clear light coming from where the stone turtle passed.

The giant palm was terrifying and shrouded the stone turtle with one hand. Under that hand, the stone turtle had a burst of spiritual light, opened its mouth to bite, and there was also a mysterious light flashing in its mouth, stirring the vortex in the palm of the giant palm into a little disorganized. However, the stone turtle was still shrinking and was finally swallowed by the palm.

This was only a moment in Wan Qian's eyes. He only saw the stone turtle pounced out from the void above Yi Yan's head with a shocking aura, but was swept into his palm by Kong Ming Soul Claws. He vaguely felt like the giant turtle was rushing into his palm.

Then he saw Yi Yan stabbing out with a sword. The sword was shining brightly, and followed the stone turtle and stabbed into the palm of the giant palm. The moment Yi Yan and the pricked him, his five fingers closed and grabbed him into it. Yi Yan disappeared. In a vaguely, Wan Qian felt that it was Yi Yan who took the initiative to rush into the palm.

However, he quickly drove away that thought and laughed: "See it, this is the consequence, this is the outcome, this is the outcome. I think I don't know the world is so high and the world is so big. The world is so big. You must respect your seniors. My uncle asked you to go back to Kunlun to explain. This is giving you a chance. If you don't listen, you want to attack instead. What a stupid thing this is, it's so stupid."

He said the spit was flying, and the people behind him laughed.

Fang Mingkong and Yi An changed their faces slightly, and they watched silently and nervously as the huge hand turned into a ball of black light. The black light kept collapsed inward like a whirlpool. It was about acre above the mountain, just like two water monsters in a large pond fighting life and death.

"After entering the Palm of the Holy Netherworld, no one can escape anymore, and only death is waiting for it." Wan Qian said loudly there.

He was not only venting the fear and insults brought by Yi Yan before, but also pleasing Kong Mingzi.

However, at this moment, a golden sword light broke out from the dark evil light, and Wan Qian's laughter stopped abruptly. He looked at the golden sword light that broke out from the dark evil light in disbelief. Before he could believe it, he accepted the appearance of this sword light, the golden sword light had already drawn open.

Brilliant, dazzling.

The dark light that kept surging in the air was split into pieces in the golden light, shattered into pieces, dissipated with the wind.

The person inside showed up, and saw a man wearing a black robe standing in the sky in the setting sun. His eyes were hazy with circles of green light. Wan Qian only glanced at him and his whole body was already fixed. There was only a world with circles of green light in his eyes. There was a powerful force in the deepest part of the green light that attracted him to walk over step by step.

His soul has left his body, and his body has fallen.

Suddenly, Yi Yan raised his hand, and a stone turtle flew out of his hand. In the flash, it turned into a huge, ancient and mysterious stone turtle in the distance. It opened its mouth and bit into the void, and a ball of black light flashed and disappeared in his mouth. Yi Yan waved his hand again, and the stone turtle disappeared in the distance and appeared in his palm.

He knew that Kong Mingzi had escaped. Although he was caught by the stone turtle in Yi Yan's hand just now, it was just his golden cicada escape technique, which only attracted Yi Yan to pursue him, and his true body had already escaped.

The battle just now was extremely dangerous. Kong Mingzi obviously had been on guard against Yi Yan's soul-catching demon eyes, so that Yi Yan would not have the chance to use the soul-catching demon eyes to capture Kong Mingzi's soul even when he first attacked. It was not until he ventured into Kong Mingzi's Kong Ming's soul palm that his soul-catching demon eyes exerted his powerful power.

When Yi Yan's soul-catching demon eyes were closed, Wan Qian and others still fell to the ground, and their souls could no longer return to their positions.

Yi Yan no longer cared about the life and death of a practitioner, let alone brought people to seek revenge. However, when he saw them lying on the ground, he would inevitably feel unbearable. In the end, he would practice the Dharma to guide their souls back into his body.

This is not very difficult, because their souls are just leaving their bodies.

After they woke up one by one, they were so scared that they beg for mercy. Yi Yan must have no intention of killing them or making things difficult for them, otherwise how could they wake up again?

However, Yi Yan pointed at Wan Qian and asked Yi An, "Would you like to kill him?"

Wan Qian lay on the ground and shook like a sieve. After hearing Yi Yan's words, he immediately shouted and begged: "No, no, please, please let me go, let me go, let me go, someone like me is not worth killing. If you kill, there will be peace against the will of Taoism."

"I have killed so much for you." Yi Yan said lightly.

This sentence scared Wan Qian for a long time and could not speak, while Yi An next to him said, "This person is a bit stupid and it's meaningless to kill him."

Then, everyone, including Wan Qian, was released, and they rolled and climbed down the mountain. Yi Yan didn't care what they would think after they went down the mountain. He stayed on the mountain for another day, and went down the mountain when the sun was rising the next day.

Not long after, the content of the stone tablet on Luoxiao Mountain spread all over the world, but when everyone talked about it, they just said it with a smile. When talking about the name Yi Yan, it was mostly accompanied by youth, impulse, or meaning.

As for what kind of mood you will feel when talking about the stone tablet and content on Luoxiao Mountain in a few years, it depends on what Yi Yan will do in the future. Perhaps this tablet will become a joke in the world of cultivation, or perhaps this will be a taboo, and all of this will take time to verify.

Now Yi Yan is considering where to place Yi An, because she doesn't want to go back to Zijing Mountain. She said that Zijing Mountain is too depressing and uncomfortable.

Yi Yan asked her where she wanted to go. She was the first to say she wanted to go home. Of course, Yi Yan shook her head. She knew she couldn't, and then she said she wanted to go to a place where she could be free.

“Where is freedom?”

This is a problem. Anywhere in the world can be free, and nowhere can be free. But how could he find such a place for a while? Yi Yan still took Yi An back to Zijing Mountain. He didn't dare to stay outside for too long, for fear that the people from the Heavenly Court on Earth would come to me again.

Yi Yan felt that no one had come to Luo Xiao again for so long because they all went to pursue the woman in Taoist costume. The woman in Taoist costume killed so many people in one go, so powerful and mysterious, and many people would definitely pay attention to her, but now I have never heard of her where she appeared.

Fang Mingkong also followed Yi Yan back to Zijing Mountain, but left a few days later. Yi Yan asked him where he was going, but he said he didn't know. Yi Yan said why he didn't think it through here before leaving. He said that it was because he didn't know what to do that he wanted to leave. In this way, he left, leaving with a very independent opinion. Yi Yan didn't know what he would be like when he saw him again.

Yi Yan's departure and return did not have any impact on Zijing Mountain. After returning to the mountain, he still practiced in peace every day, his soul communicated with the world, and experienced the Dharma intentions captured from Luoxiao Mountain. At the same time, he sacrificed and refined the soul-capturing demon eyes day and night.

One day someone came to him.

The God-worshiping Church in the Bauhinia Mountain is ready to revive.

This day finally came.

They said they wanted to establish a kingdom of heaven, a kingdom of heaven where everyone was equal and everyone was as close as brothers and sisters. In the end, the name was designated as the "Taiping Heavenly Kingdom", and Yi Yanjianzheng appeared with the appearance of this name.

When the name of Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was confirmed, Yi Yan saw a thick and indelible blood appearing in the entire Zijing Mountain, everywhere, and the whole world became a bloody world.

Hong Xiuquan asked Yi Yan about the fate of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

Everyone's eyes looked at Yi Yan, and there were some of them that Yi Yan had seen, but most of them had never seen before. He heard whispers in his ears.

"He is Mr. Qisu, the destiny master in our religion? Is it okay to be so young?" This is a person who originally worshipped in the God Church.

Another whispered: "This person is the seven constellations who once observed the fate of the Qing Dynasty. He is so young. I heard that the new emperor had asked about his origin when he ascended the throne." The person who said this was not from the God Church, but when he came here at this time, he obviously formed a covenant with the God Church.

This is an altar, built in the Zijing Mountain. Yi Yan slowly walked out of the crowd. He was wearing a black robe, closed his eyes, and when he stood there, a mysterious aura appeared.

He said slowly: "The bloody color of heaven and earth is boundless."

At this time, someone suddenly said, "Mr. Qisu cannot do the law and does not cast a mantra. When will he know the fate of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom?"

Yi Yan did not look at him, but said, "Since the name of 'Taiping Heavenly Kingdom', it is called time. If you can see it, you can see it. Even if you sit for ten years, you will not see it. If you can see it, you can know it in just one thought."

In fact, some of the things Yi Yan saw were not very effective in actuality, but they could make many people think of something and know the direction of their actions.

Yang Xiuqing said at this time: "The demise of a country and the growth of a country are inevitable. However, we are not afraid, because we have firm beliefs in our hearts. We will eventually build an equal world, no longer oppression, no more diligent people have no food or clothing, no longer need to support the Qing Yao clan, we will own our own land..."

Yi Yan didn't take Yang Xiuqing's words to heart. He was already a cultivator and no longer an ordinary person. When the sky became dark, he returned to his residence and the moment he returned to his room, he suddenly froze. His neck was already held by a knife.

The knife was quickly retracted, but Yi Yan was still heartbroken.

He hadn't seen this knife for a long time, and it was so impressive in his heart. He had seen this knife kill demons and ghosts in an instant, and had seen the master of the knife sing a heroic but painful song under the moonlight.

The visitor is Wang Su.

Since his soul was established, something that had never been invaded so close and had not known happened. Wang Su seemed to not care what he was thinking, so he stood opposite him and looked at him and said, "Sir, let me ask you, how are you inquiring?"

Yi Yan sighed in his heart: "This day has finally come."

He immediately told everything he knew about worshipping God. Lin Zexu sent Yi Yan to Guangxi to find out the details of worshipping God. After so long, Yi Yan thought that Lin Zexu had forgotten him. However, today he sent someone to ask, and it was Wang Su who came, and Wang Su put the knife on his neck as soon as he met.

"What does this mean? Is it a warning? Or a demonstration?" Yi Yan couldn't quite understand.

After hearing what Yi Yan said, Wang Su was about to leave. When he was about to open the door, he suddenly said, "Worship of God is not a long-term place. You must be careful to get out as soon as possible and not fall too deep."

Yi Yan was naturally full of words, but sighed in his heart. He understood more clearly that he needed to use the power of God-worshiping Church to return here.

He suddenly felt aroused in his heart and asked, "Did you kill the Portuguese chief in Macau?"

After Wang Su's body stepped out of the door, he did not answer, but left directly. After a few steps, Yi Yan completely lost his sense of Wang Su.

Yi Yan suddenly felt a little afraid of Wang Su. When he found that he was completely unprepared for Wang Su's sneak attack and sudden killing, this fear breeded, but he felt that this fear was just planted by Wang Su in his heart two years ago.

He shook his head and dispelled the feeling in his heart, sat on the bed again and sat in meditation and practiced.

No matter how diligent others practice or stagnant, only the practice you work hard is real. If you want to avoid being killed when fighting with others, you can only practice hard on weekdays without wasting any time.

In the middle of the night, someone suddenly came to Yi Yan's house.

It was Hong Xiuquan who sent someone to call Yi Yan to discuss the matter. When Yi Yan came there, he saw many people, most of whom knew, but some didn't know him. Feng Yunshan asked him to sit down and introduced some people he didn't know. Yang Xiuqing said directly: "There is news that Lin Shaomu is coming to Guangxi. I heard that you have been by his side for a long time. I want to hear your opinion of him."

After his words, Yi Yan suddenly felt an invisible pressure, and the people in the hall looked at him with strange eyes.
Chapter completed!