The spiritual consciousness of the Mahayana cultivator exploded, and Xue Dian's body and soul turned into ashes. After Xue Dian's soul exploded, there was no hope of falling into reincarnation. It was cruel. Guan Xu was not only cruel to himself, but also to others. In order to kill Qin Yun, he could ignore the lives of his disciples. The power of destruction was centered on Guan Xu and formed a circular flame, sweeping around and dissipating instantly.

The top of the Altar Peak was completely cut off. All the elixirs that had grown for millions of years on the top of the mountain were destroyed in an instant, and even the seeds were not left behind. The statues of Tiannu and Daonu were preserved intact. Half of the body was deeply trapped in the soil, and half of the piece was part of the gravel of the statue of the Heavenly Beast, scattered in chaos, and some of them were no longer there.

At the foot of the mountain, Qin Yun sat limply on the ground, gasping heavily in his mouth. The originally burning demon flames on his body were only a few wisps of blue smoke left from his clothes, and they were rolled in the air, and then they were blown away by the wind. The two magic swords with sword spirits, Jinxiao Sword and Chixiao Sword, were also inserted slanted not far from Qin Yun. The transformed sword spirit was also weak, and they could barely maintain their shape.

"Thank you." Qin Yun looked up at Chi Yan and Han Qing not far away, his eyes full of gratitude, "I didn't expect that the self-destruction of a wisp of spiritual consciousness in the Mahayana period would be so strong. If you didn't take action, I'm afraid my demonic flame would not be able to stop it."

Chi Yan forced a smile, "If the young master is injured, we, as the spirit of the weapon, will it be a big deal, but you or Qin Yun?"

Qin Yun was stunned for a moment, and a complicated look appeared in his eyes when he looked at Chi Yan. The two of them looked at each other. It was not until Han Qing looked at them strangely that Qin Yun slowly spoke: "Do you really want to know?"

Chiyan nodded firmly, her eyes full of persistence, as if she would never give up if Qin Yun didn't tell her the answer.

Feeling Chiyan's persistence, Qin Yun then felt a little compromise and sighed, "It's okay to tell you, I am Qin Yun, not Qin Yun."

"If you are Qin Yun, why is your aura completely different from before? If you are not Qin Yun, why do I have a familiar feeling? Who are you? Could it be that we knew you before? But if you have known you before, why would I not remember you?"

"I said, I am Qin Yun, not Qin Yun. Even if you knew me before, I wouldn't remember you." Qin Yun smiled indifferently, with a hint of evil in his smile, which made Chi Yan's whole body look furry, as if the black clothes that transformed from her body were seen through.

"Don't look at me with that look, be careful I will beat you up." Chi Yan glared at him fiercely, pouting his little mouth in dissatisfaction.

"You seem to be very familiar with this." Qin Yun laughed again, but before he could speak, his face changed drastically, and a severe pain came from the sea of ​​consciousness, which was heart-wrenching. He covered his head and kept rolling on the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Chi Yan and Han Qing didn't expect Qin Yun to have a sudden change and were shocked. Chi Yan's color was even more ugly. "Is it because of the man's backhand that he took a secret move without realizing it."

"Impossible." Han Qing looked around the surrounding terrain carefully. Nothing happened, and said firmly: "Can you feel the master's previous strength? That kind of power to destroy the world is not something we can guess. The elder who possessed the second senior brother is just a wisp of spiritual consciousness. At most, it is in the late stage of the realm of transformation. There is no power to resist in the master's hands. How could he plot against the master?"

Chi Yan knew what Han Qing was saying, and unexpectedly did not refute it. He looked at Qin Yun who was rolling on the ground with concern, his pale hair had become messy, covered with dust and the dead leaves accumulated at the foot of the mountain. Chi Yan and Han Qing didn't know what to do, whether to get close or not, whether to get close or not.

"Master, hold on."

After a while, Qin Yun's pain gradually eased, and his face, covered with fine bloodshots, was filled with some unknown thing. He struggled to get up from the ground, not caring about the messy ears on his body, and instructed the two of them: "A stick of incense is coming soon. I may have to sleep for a long time this time. Although the burning of soul power has caused great harm to the soul, he still has many insights. This time, he has to repair the soul and find opportunities for soul transformation. You two must protect your side and do not leave without leaving. Remember."

When Chi Yan heard Qin Yun say he would sleep for a long time, an inexplicable sadness surged in his heart. He didn't understand how long this "I" would sleep. After waking up, he was still the current Qin Yun, and asked, "Will we meet again?"

Qin Yun shook his head, "I'm not sure, maybe we will meet again, maybe not, it depends on how far you can go."

After saying that, Qin Yun pressed his hands towards the earth beneath him. A huge sarcophagus was condensed by him with only a little remaining force. The sarcophagus was vermilion red, looking a little rough, without any trace of carving. He turned over and lay inside it, and the lid of the coffin closed with a bang. At the moment he entered the coffin, a cross flame pattern appeared at one end, which was transformed by the Chaos Avenue, and a circular pattern appeared at the other end, which was transformed by the Dao of Reincarnation.

The two Taoist patterns released the outgoing traces into the middle at the same time, instantly covering the entire sarcophagus. The lid of the coffin fits tightly with the coffin. The only gap disappeared under the cover of the Taoist traces. The entire sarcophagus became a natural stone, lying quietly on the ground without any sound.

Chi Yan and Han Qing looked at each other, their hearts filled with horror, but they still turned into divine swords, Jin Xiao was on the left, Chi Xiao was using it, standing firmly on both sides of the sarcophagus, guarding Qin Yun's sarcophagus, and not allowing anyone to get close to here.

Time passes, and the flow rate of time in the secret land of the King of Hell is ten times that of the outside world. In the seven days outside, it is seventy days here. Qin Yun can't wake up, and seventy days pass by in the blink of an eye. The passage from the secret land to the outside world disappears. Qin Yun has long missed the opportunity to go out.

A flash of horse passed by, and it was winter again in a flash. The winter in this small world was extremely cold. Except for the highest mountain behind the sarcophagus, all places were covered with thick silver. The sarcophagus where Qin Yun was also filled with snow. Two magic swords stood on both sides of the sarcophagus, without sweeping the snow on the sarcophagus.

In the outside world, forty-nine days passed, the stone lamps on both sides of the Soul Valley went out, and there were only eleven monks coming out, but there were no geniuses such as Murong Sheng, Mo Cangsheng, Ghost Shadow Sword. As for what happened, no one knew. Like the past monks, the eleven people came out, they kept silent about what happened in the Soul Valley. The loss of elite disciples of various sects can only be described in one word. Recommended recommendations, collections, collections, collections, and so on.

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