"Hiss..." All the disciples of Hehuan Sect in the hall took a breath and couldn't help but retreat, looking at Guo Yu's eyes full of horror.

The second senior sister said to Mrs. Sanmiao with a very serious expression: "Sect Master, this person's cultivation..."

Mrs. Sanmiao understood what she meant, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "It's very strong. Even if my injury is fully recovered now, I may not be his opponent."

As she said that, she turned her eyes to Jin Ping'er beside her and asked, "Pinger, is that person really Yun'er's father?"

Jin Ping'er was still shocked and stunned. After being called twice by Mrs. San Miao in her ear, she came back to her senses and reacted, looked at Guo Yu, and said with a complicated expression: "Master, although he has changed his appearance and his voice has been dealt with, judging from his figure, he is indeed Yun'er's biological father."

"Oh!" Mrs. Sanmiao nodded slightly when she heard this, and looked at Guo Yu from afar, showing an interesting expression.

Guo Yu didn't have time to pay attention to the people in the head of the palace at this time. He was completely aroused by Zhou Jia's anger, walked slowly towards her, and said coldly: "Do you have the courage to repeat what you said just now?"

"Ahem..." Zhou Jia struggled with all her strength, but still couldn't get up. In the end, she could only lean on the wall behind her.

At this moment, her body was covered with wounds, and there were at least dozens of them. The surging blood dyed her body blood red, and she couldn't even tell the appearance. Her bloody and terrifying look scared the little girl immediately turned her back and lie on Guo Yu's shoulders.

Zhou Jia reached out to wipe away the blood around her eyes, revealing her eyes full of ferocious and resentful expressions, and said with a grim smile: "Hehe..."

"Why are you laughing?" Guo Yu felt a bad premonition in his heart.

"Hehe... cough cough..." Zhou Jia covered her chest and let out a cold sneer that seemed to come from hell, making people feel cold all over her body.

She stared at Guo Yu and used her last trace of strength to say resentfulness: "This little bitch's soul has been broken away by me. It won't be long before she will be buried with me. Hehe..."

As he spoke, Zhou Jia's voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was sinking step by step, gradually moving towards the underworld.

"What?" Guo Yu's heart was shocked and immediately reached out and put his hand on the little girl's wrist pulse. Almost instantly, he felt the little girl's life essence spreading rapidly along the acupoints around his body.

His face changed drastically, and he hurriedly used the Taoist method to calm his soul, but only reduced a small thread and could not change the general trend at all. If this continues, within a month, the essence of life will be completely lost.

"You deserve to die!" Suddenly, Guo Yu's heart was filled with anger, raised his arm slightly, and slapped Zhou Jia, who had only breathed a little.

She sank her whole body and embedded it into the corner of the wall. Even the Xiaoyao Palace, which was blessed by the formation, shook violently at this moment.

For a moment, everyone in the Hehuan Sect, including Mrs. Sanmiao, was silent and stared at the angry Guo Yu in a daze.

Only Jin Ping'er's pretty face immediately showed anxiety, and she flew to Guo Yu with a whistle and asked urgently: "How is Yun'er?"

Guo Yu's chest was rising and falling rapidly, he glanced at Jin Ping'er and said in a deep voice: "You can take a look."

Seeing this, Jin Ping'er immediately took action and felt it, and then her expression became gloomy and extremely ugly.

The little girl's face was also full of worry and fear at this time, and she asked in a trembling voice: "Dad, mother, am I going to die?"

"Don't worry, with dad here, nothing will happen to you." Guo Yu smiled reluctantly, reached out to touch the little girl's sleepy pussy, which directly made her fall asleep.

Then he took a deep breath, turned his eyebrows and stared at Jin Ping'er and asked, "You Hehuan Sect have so many secret techniques, is there anything that can solve this problem?"

Guo Yu's whole body is basically inclined to attack and combat. Even though he has many classics from his previous life and has learned three heavenly books of the Demon Sect, he still doesn't know much about the soul and cannot deal with this problem.

So he could only put his hope on Jin Ping'er to see if he could find a way from the Hehuan Sect, a long-standing demonic holy land.

Jin Ping'er frowned, shook her head slowly, and said, "We have not studied much souls in the Hehuan Party, and there is no secret technique on how to treat it."

Upon hearing this, Guo Yu's heart immediately sank a little further, and he kept flipping through his past memories to see if he had ignored something.

At this time, the San Miao, who was at the head of the palace, suddenly moved, flew over the heads of a group of Hehuan Sect disciples, stood a few steps away from Guo Yu, and said in a sweet voice: "Let me see what Yun'er is doing?"

Guo Yu's body shook, and his eyes instantly gathered on Mrs. Sanmiao's beautiful face, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you have a way?"

"Haha..." Mrs. Sanmiao chuckled softly and said, "After all, I have been the leader of the Hehuan Sect for so many years. I know a little bit about the secret techniques of the Holy Sects. Maybe I can find a way."

"Yes, Master, she has a wide range of knowledge and will definitely have a solution." Jin Ping'er's eyes lit up and she said softly to Guo Yu.

Seeing this, Guo Yu did not refuse and handed the child over to Jin Ping'er and asked her to take her over to Mrs. Sanmiao to take her.

He knew that as a generation of demonic heroes, Mrs. Sanmiao was cautious, and even though she was seriously injured, she would never approach him, a stranger.

Soon, Mrs. Sanmiao carefully explored the little girl's body, first frowned slightly, and then slowly stretched out.

"Master, do you already have a solution?" Jin Ping'er asked anxiously, and a hint of joy appeared in Guo Yu's eyes beside him.

Mrs. Sanmiao did not answer Jin Ping'er's question immediately, but turned her eyes to Guo Yu and said in a sweet voice: "Ping'er once told me that the sir has inherited the unique skills of the old man in his heart. I wonder if I can remove the traitors from this sect for me? At the same time, it also opened our eyes."

"Hmph, Madam, it's better to have a way to save her daughter, otherwise..." After hearing this, Guo Yu couldn't understand where he was. Jin Ping'er didn't tell her truth to her master. She had definitely made up an identity for him in the past.

But it's normal to think about it. The Hehuan Sect belongs to the Demonic Sect. Everyone in the high position is extremely cunning. Even if they teach their teachers, they will not fully believe in it. They will be somewhat guarded.

Mrs. San Miao's words may be to test his skills and judge his origin.

"Three wonders, Three wonders, you probably never dreamed that things would be so coincidental. I really got the inheritance of the Blood Refining Hall."

Guo Yu sneered slightly, and a trace of evil spirit slowly rose from his body. He stepped on his feet and suddenly pulled up his body, shooting towards the rebellious crowd at the head of the palace.

At the same time, during the flight, the evil spirit on his body became stronger and stronger, and in an instant it filled all over his body, completely wrapping up his entire body, forming a large dark and thick fog.
Chapter completed!