The atmosphere in the hall was suddenly suppressed, and all the spiritual energy around Ling Xi was pulled away and led into Zi Lan's body. The sky outside the hall suddenly changed color and it started to drizzle.

The wind mixed with small raindrops blew into the hall, wetting Ling Xi's clothes.

The spiritual energy formed a translucent barrier on the surface of Zi Lan's body, blocking all external forces.

Du Yu kept bombarding the barrier, trying to destroy the barrier to prevent Zi Lan from breaking through. The spiritual energy blasted inside the barrier, shrank and flashed, and a thousand feet of light shook out and blinded Du Yu's eyes.

"Ah!" Du Yu covered his eyes and wailed, and two blood stains flowed out from the corners of his closed eyes.

Zi Lan opened her eyes slightly in the barrier and felt the power that everything controls the palm of her hand.

"Sister Zi Lan! Get it done quickly!" Ling Xi shouted with all his might. Taking advantage of the rules of heaven and earth that are still protecting Zi Lan who has just broken through is a good opportunity to defeat Du Yu.

Zi Lan's eyes showed confusion, and when she saw Du Yu, her eyes gradually became clear.

She stretched out her hand and touched the barrier lightly, and the translucent barrier immediately cracked countless cracks, like an egg shell.

A long sword appeared in Du Yu's hand, flashing endless light, and forced his bloody eyes and said, "So what if you break through! You will never be my opponent!"

Zi Lan raised her hand silently, and the temperature around her quickly dropped, and even a layer of frost formed in the hall.

Ling Xi knew that Zi Lan had not practiced the Dharma body and could not have the ability to rebirth with the broken limbs, so she shouted to her: "Don't confront Du Yu head-on, you can't kill him with ordinary means!"

"Die!" After the spiritual energy on Du Yu's sword condensed, he smiled in fear: "I am the final winner." The Baili sword light flew out dazzlingly, and Ling Xi couldn't help but close his eyes.

Zi Lan held her hand, faced the Baili Jian light, and said, "It's over."

In an instant, everything in the back mountain was frozen and turned into an ice sculpture mountain. Except for Ling Xi and the unconscious Haoyun, everything in the entire hall turned into an ice sculpture.

The soul that bound Ling Xi disappeared. Ling Xi fell on the ice and coughed twice. He stood up and saw the incredible scene. He couldn't help but say, "Ice is burning?!"

A purple-blue flame ignited inside all the frozen areas in the hall, and they wanted to eat the inside of the ice.

Ling Xi had never seen such a wonderful scene, as if it had changed the law of movement of all things. The flames could burn in the ice, but the ice would not melt.

Ling Xiha bleeded mist, and tiny ice slag formed in the air and fell on the ground.

"Cracked." Zi Lan said coldly again.

Click!

A subtle sound of shattering came from the ice layer. Everything in the hall, except for the ice sculptures in Du Yu in the center, was blown away from weathered into dust.

The sky was gloomy and dripping rain was still falling and beating everyone.

Widths of steam emerged from the outer layer of Du Yu's ice sculpture, and the entire ice sculpture melted by high temperature, revealing Du Yu's body.

"Okay, very good. Zi Lan, you have lived up to the immortals." Du Yu sneered.

"Did you really kill the adoptive father?" Zi Lan asked him.

"So what if I killed it? So what if I didn't? How did he die, is it important?" Du Yu's ice layer had not completely melted yet, so he forced his sword to raise the long sword in his hand: "All those who can survive are right."

"I'm sorry, then." Zi Lan closed her eyes, and several ice swords passed through Du Yu's body, avoiding the fatal point, cutting off the arms of his sword and flying out.

"Kill him quickly!" Ling Xi shouted weakly. When Du Yu completely recovered from the frozen state, it would be difficult to deal with.

Zi Lan said nothing and clenched her hands. No matter what, she and Du Yu are both old friends for a hundred years. Now that she has reached this point, she still cannot accept the facts. Du Yu is no longer Du Yu.

"Control him!" Ling Xi saw that Zi Lan couldn't bear to start, and touched the sword on the ground and said, "I'll kill him!"

Ling Xi held the hilt of the sword, and the cold touch made him shudder and looked at Du Yu.

Du Yu watched Ling Xi walk step by step and opened his mouth, "Ling Xi."

Ling Xi's steps were unmoved.

"Kill me."

Ling Xi stopped and doubt appeared in his eyes. He thought Du Yu was going to beg him for mercy.

Du Yu laughed out loud: "What? Is it strange?"

Ling Xi came to him and raised his long sword expressionlessly.

"Ling Xi, you have to remember," Puchi, the long sword pierced Du Yu's chest, and blood from his heart gushed out along the blood groove of the sword body, flowing all over Du Yu's back.

"Absolute power will rot people, and it is true for everyone." Du Yu clenched the blade with both hands, slowly lowered his head, and then silenced.

Ling Xi let go of the hilt of the sword and turned around weakly.

Hundreds of Guyun Sect disciples flew or rode on their cry and their backs, watching all this silently.

Ling Xi sighed and took a step forward.

"What should we do?" asked Ling Xi, a person who was watching in the crowd. Everyone looked at Ling Xi. No matter whether they could break through the realm or how much higher the realm was than Ling Xi, Ling Xi became their only backbone at this moment.

"Ask your sect leader to go." Ling Xi laughed bitterly and left sadly.

"Everyone, don't come to the back mountain again." Zi Lan looked at them and whispered.

"Yes." Everyone left in groups and threesome.

Ling Xiaojie stopped Ling Xi with a pale face.

"Ling Xi, I have something to tell you."

"I don't want to talk about anything now, I just want to rest for a while." Ling Xi pushed Ling Xiaozheng away and walked towards the seriously injured Hongjing.

"Yingxi, something happened. He Ci Yan gave her poison and asked her to commit suicide."

"What did you say?!" Ling Xi's fierce aura erupted over the years, shocking the disciples and crying in the sky. This has nothing to do with the realm, it is a momentum rendered by blood for a long time.

Haoxi City, in the mighty and magnificent palace hall.

He Lixin scolded He said wildly: "How many times have I said to you! You have to think twice before doing things. Ling Xi is no longer your fish in the pond! You can't control him! You actually killed Ling Yingxi?! Do you know what the consequences are? You will bring the rage of Ling Xi and even the entire Guyun Sect for our country! Do you understand!"

He Ciyan knelt on the floor and said stubbornly: "I have the ability to turn him into my man. Father, you don't have to worry."

"I don't have to worry about anything? Do you think I don't know it was the Longwu Pavilion you destroyed?! Do you think I can't see what you have done over the years? It seems that I'm used to you too ruthlessly! The person who came, dragged him down and deposed his identity as a prince!"

He Lixin shouted several times, but no one entered the hall.

"Where is the Imperial Guard? Where is my Imperial Guard!" He Lixin drew his sword and pointed it at He and shouted, "What have you done?"

"Ha." He Ci Yan sneered, and stood up and approached He Lixin step by step: "Father, you'd better not be good at playing with swords, it's too dangerous for you."

He Lixin staggered back: "Protect your car! Protect your car quickly!"

He Ciyan grabbed his sword with his soul, looked at him in his hand and said, "What a pity, your realm is not high, and you have wasted the potential of this sword."

"What the hell do you want to do? Do you usurp the throne?" He Lixin asked his son coldly.

He Ciyan threw down his sword and clapped his hands.

A sound of warriors and armor rubbing came. Ling Li crossed the sword and led a group of guards into the hall. The two servants then arrived, each holding a pallet with imperial decrees and fine wine.

He Ciyan took the throne of the throne on the tray, spread it out and handed it to He Lixin: "As long as you cover the national seal, everything will be over."

"What is that glass of wine?" Helixin looked at the wine on another tray. "Of course it's for you to drink. I am not used to drinking this."

"You are so ruthless!" He Lixin pointed at He Ci Yan and cursed.

"Then are you going to seal the seal yourself? Or do I come?"

Ling Li took out the national seal from behind and handed it to He Yan.

"So what if you kill me? You won't live long." He Lixin took the poisonous wine and swallowed it in one gulp. He stared at He's words, and he fell to the ground with blood from his orifices.

"You don't have to worry about this." He Ciyan pressed the corner of the imperial edict with the national seal.

"Long live Your Majesty." Ling Li led the crowd to kneel down and congratulate him.

"Ling Li, you did a good job. How was Ling Yingxi's placement?"

"I was locked up in Ling's house, and only the head of the family and I knew the location."

"Okay, take me to see her."

Under the Ling family courtyard. This place was originally where the Ling family detained the prisoners, but it has now been transformed into a place specifically for Ling Yingxi to live.

Everything here is no different from the outside world except for the lack of sunshine; more than a dozen servants follow Ling Yingxi at all times, monitoring her every move to prevent her from having the idea of ​​running away.

Ling Yingxi was very tired of these people, but she had no choice but to sit on the chair and stare blankly.

A group of soldiers walked in, Ling Li led He Ciyan in front of him, and the two entered the underground courtyard.

"This is really a good place. Ling Yingxi, how are you doing here?" He Ciyan smiled at Ling Yingxi.

"When are you going to let me out?"

"In a few days, after a few days, I will not interfere with you wherever you like."

"What is your purpose of locking me here? What do you want?" Ling Yingxi stood up and said boredly. She hurriedly followed He's words and locked her in the underground prison without saying a word. She also sent more than a dozen people to monitor her day and night, how could she not be angry?

The guards around Lingli immediately drew their swords to prevent her from doing anything ill-mouthed to He.

"Get back!" He Ci Yan shouted loudly to let the soldiers withdraw their knives and retreat.

He Ciyan came to Ling Yingxi and said, "The father passed away not long ago. Now I am the emperor. Do you know what I mean?"

Ling Yingxi was shocked and looked at He Ciyan.

"Then I'll tell you. Your sister is still in the cold palace."
To be continued...