The Skeleton Palace aimed at the Yellow Jade Mountain and slowly pressed down.
It was like a grand and majestic mountain, carrying a tyrannical demonic power that could crush all living things and suppress evil spirits. It penetrated the Yellow Jade Mountain!
As soon as the Skeleton Palace appeared, Yu Yuan felt heavy pressure in the small world of his mind.
He knew that the rogue cultivator Liang Jingyin was probably finished.
Poof!
A muffled shout came from inside the Yellow Jade Mountain.
Then, nearly three thousand golden lightning bolts flew into the sky or hid in the depths of the earth.
Those golden lightning bolts were Liang Jingyin's soul thoughts that had decisively exploded before his Yang Spirit was destroyed.
Rogue cultivators like Liang Jingyin would make a prompt decision and use the most ruthless method to seek a way out when they saw that things were not going well.
Unfortunately …
Gray Crow snorted coldly. His anger towards Yu Yuan was vented on Liang Jingyin. With a sharp whistle, he screamed at the sky and the earth.
The whistle seemed to tear apart the sky and the earth, shaking people's souls.
Liang Jingyin, who was targeted by the whistle, suffered the impact of the whistle and died a miserable death.
The golden lightning bolts that Liang Jingyin had sent away vanished into thin air amidst the sharp screeches.
Every beam of golden lightning represented a tiny bit of hope for survival. If one was extinguished, they would be one step closer to death.
In the sky, in the depths of the earth, the golden lightning bolts were not spared.
They exploded and disappeared one by one.
At this time, the Skeleton Palace took advantage of the situation to sit on the Yellow Jade Mountain.
Boom!
The earth seemed to sink by a large amount.
"Crack!"
Inside the mountain, the five-story pagoda that Liang Jingyin had released and his true body were destroyed by the violent demonic energy of the Skeleton Palace. They shattered like porcelain.
Gray Crow suddenly shot out like a beam of light and entered the center of the mountain.
"Liang Jingyin won't survive."
When Xu Zixi saw Gray Crow fly away from the Divine Metal Mountain, she hurriedly comforted Yu Yuan. "An itinerant cultivator is an itinerant cultivator. He hasn't reached the Yang Spirit Realm, so his value is extremely limited. In the three high sects, the Goblin Temple and the Devil's Palace, demons that have not reached the eighth level and cultivators that have not reached the Yang Spirit Realm are dead. "
"Not to mention rogue cultivators."
As soon as he said this, the one who looked the most uncomfortable was Old Copper Qian.
Just like Liang Jingyin, he was only an independent cultivator, and he didn't have the backing of a formidable sect.
Liang Jingyin, who was about to condense the Yang Spirit, had been begged for mercy by Immortal Skysoar of the Lingxu Sect and killed by the furious Gray Crow. Tong Laoqian was not as good as Liang Jingyin. He was also a rogue cultivator. What could he do if the masters of the Three High Sects, such as the Goblin Temple and the Devil's Palace, wanted to kill him?
Thinking of this, Old Qian Tong sighed and smiled bitterly.
Inwardly, he was wondering if he should stick close to Yu Zhu in this Wasteland.
"Ai."
Hiding in the shadow of the mountain, the Yin Spirit of Spiritual Master Skysoar of the Spirit Sect sighed faintly and said in a low voice, "Now that things have come to this, I have nothing more to say. Since he has failed to condense the Yang Spirit and cut off his future hope, he is now a useless piece of trash. "
The Yin Spirit of Spiritual Master Skysoar instantly entered the ground and sneaked for hundreds of miles.
Xu Zixi, Old Copper Qian, and Zhu Peining stared at him carefully and found that the Immortal of Spiritual Master Skysoar had helped Lord Gray Crow catch the remnants of Liang Jingyin's escaping soul one by one and extinguish them one by one.
Liang Jingyin couldn't be more dead this time.
"One step to the altar, and the other step to the abyss."
Gao Qin of the Tongtian Trading Company squinted at Huang Jueshan and casually told him the cruel truth. "Liang Jingyin really succeeded in condensing the Yang Spirit and was officially accepted by the Lingxu Sect as a guest. Even Gray Crow had to think twice before attacking him."
The Three High Sects, the Goblin Temple and the Devil's Palace had an unwritten rule that those who had reached the Yang Spirit Realm were qualified to conquer the universe.
As long as such people didn't violate the strict rules of the Three High Sects, the Goblin Temple, and the Devil's Palace, even if they had made mistakes in the past, they would be ignored and not pursued.
If Liang Jingyin really succeeded, his evil act of attacking the Tongtian Trading Company would be erased.
Then, as a guest of the Lingxu Sect, he would be taken to the outer space to fight those Heavenly Demons and alien races.
If his achievements were enough, Liang Jingyin would be regarded as a hero and be rewarded by the Three High Sects, the Devil's Palace, and the Goblin Temple.
In this way, he would be a step to the altar.
Without condensing the Yang Spirit, he didn't have the qualifications to rush to the outer space. A rogue cultivator without the support of a sect was not worth mentioning and no one cared about him.
This was a step to the abyss.
"I won't look."
Yu Yuan nodded with satisfaction. After smiling at Xu Zixi, he gestured to Zhan Tianxiang. "Send me again. I want to go to the Anyue City."
"Brother Yu?" Qian Lao wanted to say something but hesitated.
When Yu Yuan looked over, he pointed to the Huangjue Mountain below. "This, that, this mountain belongs to me. If Liang Jingyin dies, should I?"
"Let's talk about it when she comes back." Yu Yuan said.
"Okay!" Qian Lao was full of smiles.
Zhan Tianxiang once again rode the "Golden Iron Divine Throne", crossed the Huangjue Mountain, and flew in the direction of Spider City.
"Master, Master …"
In a stone cave at the foot of the mountain, Su Che looked like his parents had died. He was crying softly, and his face was no longer spirited.
Yu Yuan lowered her head to take a look, but didn't say anything.
Swoosh!
A piece of withered bone, like a sword, flashed past. Su Che, who came from the Su family, was personally brought to Spider City by Su Xiangtian, and then handed over to Liang Jingyin, stopped crying abruptly.
"So annoying."
Lord Gray Crow's scolding voice resounded inside the Huangjue Mountain.
He was annoyed that Yu Yuan dared to speak to him with such an attitude, but he couldn't do anything to Yu Yuan because he was afraid of Yushu, who could become a Demon God in the future.
Liang Jingyin died because he wanted to vent his dissatisfaction and anger.
As for Su Che, it was purely because he was in a bad mood and irritated by the crying that he killed him.
He didn't care which family Su Che came from. If he wanted to kill Liang Jingyin, why would he kill Liang Jingyin's disciple?
"Su Che …"
Standing on the golden mountain, Zhan Tianxiang exclaimed softly with a slightly complicated expression.
Su Che of the Su family, who came from the same empire, used to be a young talent of the same level as him. Because Su Che was breaking through, he didn't participate in the Fallen Moon Forbidden Land trial.
A few years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhan Tianxiang, as the personal disciple of the Ancient God of Golden Elephant, flew over the Huangjue Mountain with the Golden Iron Divine Mountain. The Python Queen, Xu Zixi, and Gray Crow were all very courteous to him.
Su Che, who came from the same background as them, died just like that because his crying annoyed Gray Crow...
Zhan Tianxiang suddenly understood what Gao Qin had said just now: one step on the altar, and one step into the abyss.
He had stepped onto the altar, but Su Che had fallen into the abyss.
This was how cruel and wondrous life could be.
Almost fifteen minutes later, the Golden Iron Divine Mountain arrived at Spider City and stopped in midair.
"The Golden Iron Divine Throne! It's the Goblin Temple's Divine Throne of the Ancient God of Golden Elephant! "
"The pilot seems to be Zhan Tianxiang, who came a few days ago!"
"The Python Queen is here too!"
Inside Spider City, the cultivators of the seven lower sects looked up at the golden mountain in the sky and exclaimed.
If the flying artifacts of other sects wanted to stop in Spider City, they would have to consider whether or not they would anger the Goblin Temple and be punished by the great monsters of the Goblin Temple.
Of course, that didn't include the Goblin Temple's own.
"That corpse seems to be …"
On the golden mountain, Zhao Yafu narrowed her eyes and took a few more glances at the Frost Yin Sect's pavilion. "There's a frozen corpse. It seems to be Lin Zhuyun's father."
Yu Yuan had seen it a long time ago. His father-in-law in name had ordered Yin Jue to kill him several times.
After his failure, Yin Jue had come to Dark Moon City and made trouble for the Yu Family in the main hall.
But now, Lin Hanyu was inside a huge block of ice. There was no sign of life from him. He should have been dead for a while.
"Please forgive me, please forgive me."
Frost Yin Sect's elder, Wei Xian, cupped his hands and bowed to Xu Zixin and Yu Yuan. "I heard that Lin Zhuyun, who came from my sect, seems to still be sentient. I don't know if it's true or not, but whether it's true or not, our Frost Yin Sect has to make a statement. "
He pointed at Lin Hanyu's father's corpse. "This is the attitude of our Frost Yin Sect."
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