Chapter 3217
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The Nether Palace's disciples started to panic.
Even the restraints on Feng Ling were loosened.
Feng Ling screamed as she struggled to break free from the few of them.
Her petite body suddenly disappeared into the crowd and she ran away.
At this moment, the disciples outside brought news.
The entire secret room was in a state of panic.
Feng Ling had escaped and naturally no one cared about it.
But …..
Ye Qing Luo who had been paying attention to Feng Ling felt a little strange.
If she didn't remember wrongly …..
Feng Ling's Profound Grade wasn't low.
But from the moment Feng Ling appeared to when she made a move and was forcefully pulled away …..
She didn't sense any Profound Qi fluctuation from Feng Ling's body.
Recalling the time in Valley Wind City.
Towards Feng Ling's approach, she didn't even notice it.
She also didn't sense the slightest fluctuation of profound Qi from that "Little Feng" …
What was going on?
Since Feng Ling joined the Nether Palace.
Making use of them was to obtain promises or benefits from them.
How could it be possible …. to lose her Profound Grade?
Ye Qing Luo looked at Di Mo Xuan's side profile.
She wondered if Ah Xuan had discovered Feng Ling's abnormality.
Di Mo Xuan glanced sideways and met her gaze.
He raised his palm and caressed her head.
The warmth in his eyes was filled with love.
She shook off the other thoughts in her mind as she looked at the Imperial Palace's disciples who had already rushed into the secret room.
"Let's go, let's destroy this place to refine the puppets and save these souls."
Ye Qing Luo pulled Di Mo Xuan's hand as she walked towards the direction of the puppet refining vessel.
When the Nether Palace's disciples heard this, they immediately wanted to stop them.
But behind them, the Imperial Palace's disciples had already swarmed forward.
Both parties were entangled in a fight.
How could they possibly stop those two figures who were rushing towards the vessel.
The ten over cultivators who were sitting cross legged beside the vessel had no way to stop their refining when they heard the fighting sounds.
Once they stopped.
They would be swallowed by the resentment of those souls in the vessel.
There was a possibility that they would be annihilated.
They could only clench their teeth and hang on as fast as they could to refine this batch of puppets.
Just at this moment.
The dozen or so profound practitioners clearly felt a chill that covered the sky and covered the earth as it pressed down on them.
A cold and gloomy aura lingered around them.
He could vaguely hear the clear and melodious voice of a young girl.
"Although … you were forced by the Palace of Darkness to do such a heartless thing … but what you did is what you did. In order to survive, your hands were stained with too much blood …"
All the profound practitioners felt their hearts tighten.
Then, the second half of the young woman's words rang out. "Therefore … take your sins with you, and enter hell with the souls that you have refined. You … must atone for your sins."
A few profound practitioners suddenly opened their eyes.
What entered his eyes was a beautiful face that resembled that of a fairy from the Ninth Heaven who had descended to the mortal world.
The young girl's eyes were cold and emotionless.
Their eyes widened in shock.
He was absent-minded.
The resentment in the containers instantly corroded their internal organs.
The profound practitioners convulsed in pain.
The next moment.
They felt as if their bodies were being burned by a raging fire.
Even his soul was being torn apart.
They realized that they had been thrown into a refining vessel.
Together with the souls and resentment that were being refined, they burned in the raging fire.
"Rumble — —"
The last sound they heard was a deafening explosion.
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