After a while, when the blood mist dissipated, all that was left was Yi Qingyang's mummy-like body. Tu Tian would not let go of Yi Qingyang's body. He swore that he would make Yi Qingyang miserable.

Death, now, this vow is about to be fulfilled.

After collecting Yi Qingyang's soul into the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, Tu Tian threw his soul directly into the boundless purgatory, where he was tortured day and night. Listening to Yi Qingyang's piercing screams inside the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, Tu Tian couldn't bear the slightest thought.

No soft-heartedness.

The man next to Tu Tian watched all this silently, showing no expression at all, just waiting quietly for Tu Tian's instructions.

"Let's go..." Tu Tian looked at the puppet and said coldly, and then ran forward. Although the man didn't know what was going on, he still followed Tu Tian and disappeared.

Not long after the two left, a figure suddenly appeared where the two were standing, full of doubts.

I saw this man dressed as a Taoist, holding a long sword in his hand, his face full of doubts, his eyes fixed on the place where Tu Tian was standing just now, he looked carefully, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"It shouldn't be? Where has the person gone?"

After that, the man seemed to have thought of something, and his figure disappeared in a flash. After about a stick of incense, the man finally appeared.

Seeing that there was really no one around, and he couldn't feel Yi Qingyang's aura, an ominous premonition suddenly occurred in his heart: "Is it possible?"

As soon as this thought came up, the man quickly killed it: "No way."

Just when this man was at a loss, Tu Tian, ​​who was a hundred miles away from him, completely relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief with no worries. Tu Tian knew in his heart that he was safe for the time being.

Until then, Tu Tian had the intention to look around. At this time, the sky had already turned white, and it was almost dawn. In addition, Tu Tian suddenly felt a little tired after solving a serious problem in his heart. This was not just physical.

, more spiritual.

He said hello to Mo Yi who was on the side. Mo Yi was Tu Tian's puppet. The name Tu Tian specially gave it was a bit bad, but fortunately it was simple.

"You keep watching here, I'll take a rest for a while." After saying that, Tu Tian jumped directly to a thick tree, closed his eyes and began to take a nap.

I don't know how long it took, but Tu Tian slowly woke up from his sleep and rubbed his slightly sore eyes. Tu Tian felt a little emotional in his heart. He didn't know how long it had been since the last time he slept so soundly.

After greeting Demon Yi who was doing his duty faithfully, Tu Tian asked, "How long have I been sleeping?"

Demon Yi bowed and saluted Tu Tian, ​​and replied in a respectful tone: "Master, you have slept all morning."

"Oh? Has it been so long?" Tu Tian was slightly surprised when he heard this, but he immediately recovered his composure and ordered Mo Yi: "You will go back next, and nothing will happen. Do you understand?"

Mo Yi still had no expression on his face, he just nodded towards Tu Tian, ​​turned around and disappeared from Tu Tian's sight.

Staring at the back of Mo Yi slowly walking away, it took him a while to come back to his senses, and then a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He randomly picked a direction, and the figure flashed a few times before disappearing.

At the same time, Yi Tian, ​​the leader of Lihuo Peak who was far away in Xuantian Sect, looked so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

"Who is it? Who is it? Who is it?" Yi Tian said fiercely through gritted teeth, his originally gentle and elegant face looking particularly ferocious.

Looking at Yi Tian who was sitting in the first place and getting furious, the disciples sitting in the hall didn't even dare to fart and could only lower their heads silently. Ibid. I was a little confused as to what could make Yi Tian so angry.

After venting his anger, Yi Tian finally controlled his emotions. He just said to the disciples with a gloomy face: "You all go down."

After all the disciples left, Yi Tian and a young man who looked somewhat similar to Zhang were left in the hall.

I saw such a young man staring at Yi Tian's gloomy face in surprise. He hesitated for a moment, and finally asked cautiously: "Father, why are you so angry?"

Yi Tian raised his head when he heard the words, took a deep look at the young man who asked the question, and said slowly: "Your elder brother is dead." As he said that, he stared at the young man with his eyes, observing his reaction.

"What!" The young man was startled when he heard this, and he immediately said in surprise.

Seeing that the young man looked so fake, Yi Tian shook his head and got rid of the inappropriate thoughts, but his tone was a little sad: "It's true."

"This..." The young man didn't expect that this was true. The eldest brother who used to stress him over everything would die like this?

After the first reaction of disbelief, a hint of joy suddenly flashed in the young man's heart, but he did not dare to show it at all, because he knew that as long as he showed this hint of joy, he would not be far away from following in the footsteps of his elder brother.

Already.

Although Yi Tian has always been gentle and elegant in front of others, the young man knew his father too well and was absolutely ruthless.

"Qingsong, I will leave this matter to you to investigate. No matter who it is, I will make him pay the price. Remember, it is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go!" As he said this, Yi Tian's eyes showed boundless fear.

The fierce light made Yi Qingsong feel frightened.

Of course, Yi Qingsong did not dare to disobey Yi Tian's orders, and immediately responded in a low voice: "I obey, my child."
Chapter completed!