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    Qian Daoliu's domineering soul power only takes a few seconds to dissolve Qi Ling's soul power, leaving him without any means of resistance and thus cutting off his vitality.

    Although the life-saving room is almost right in front of you, such a small distance seems to be an insurmountable chasm. Qiandaoliu's mere sword has the effect of destroying everything.

    "Hahaha, no matter how cunning you are, you still have to surrender in the face of absolute strength!" Qian Daoliu said with a proud smile, "So I have been saying that in this world, except for strength, everything is empty.  !¡±

    But just when Qian Daoliu was proud, Qi Ling, who was already defenseless, suddenly reached out and grabbed Qian Daoliu's sword!  The sharp blade easily cut his hand, but Qi Ling seemed to have no feeling.

    "For people like you, what's the difference between living and dead?" Qi Ling said, slowly holding Qian Daoliu's sword, and actually pulled it out from his chest bit by bit!

    "Qiandaoliu, do you think you will not be punished for your evil deeds? Let me tell you, even if God has no eyes, I, Qi Ling, will replace God and let you get the punishment you deserve! Do you want to kill me?  You don¡¯t deserve it!¡±

    Qian Daoliu looked at Qi Ling's movements in surprise. Although he wanted to cut off Qi Ling's palm, he found that the bones of Qi Ling's right hand seemed to be indestructible, clamping his sword tightly and unable to move forward.

    "Soul bone?" Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed and he understood immediately.

    And under Qi Ling's stubborn will, Qian Daoliu's sword was thrown away by him, and the blood attached to it spilled on the ground.

    But just when Qiandaoliu was about to continue the pursuit and kill Qi Ling, a frightening momentum suddenly came from his body, and then, it seemed like a divine dragon came out of his body,  Rush towards yourself.

    Qian Daoliu was very sure that this was not his hallucination, but that something really blocked his way and even forced him back!

    It is an irresistible momentum, the bearer's inviolable dignity, and uncontrollable anger!  This kind of momentum immediately made Qian Daoliu panic and unable to resist.

    Taking advantage of this moment, Qi Ling quickly opened the door of the room and rushed in. The teleportation array in the room felt the token on Qi Ling and was immediately activated.

    At the last moment of teleporting away, Qi Ling smiled at Qian Daoliu and said: "Old guy, wash your neck and wait for me! Sooner or later, I will kill your son and you together!"

    "Besides, enjoy the gift I left for you! Goodbye."

    The next moment, Qi Ling's figure had disappeared into the teleportation array, while Qian Daoliu was still thinking about what gift Qi Ling said, when he heard a loud noise behind him and an earth-shattering explosion.

    The power of such powerful high-energy explosives in such a space is unimaginable. Not only did it destroy everything in an instant, it also blew up the entire temple into the sky!

    Everyone in Wuhun City saw a scene they would never forget!  The majestic symbol of the Divine Court, the temple, suddenly rose from the ground, and then turned into a pile of ruins in the violent explosion!

    People in this era have never seen anything like this. They all thought it was a punishment from God. They began to kneel on the ground in fear and pray, asking God to forgive their sins.

    In the midst of the panic, Qian Daoliu's figure instantly appeared in front of the temple. Looking at the ruins of the temple, he was so angry that his beard became crooked.

    "Qi Ling! I will definitely not be able to spare you!" Qian Daoliu said fiercely.

    At this time, outside Wuhun City, in a very hidden cave, Qi Ling's figure slowly appeared in a teleportation array.

    Xiaoye had already been waiting by the teleportation array. When he saw Qi Ling's figure, he immediately rushed towards him happily: "Qi Ling! You're back, I thought you forgot your way! There was a loud noise coming from Wuhun City.  Did you make that sound? How did you did you bleed? Qi Ling, are you injured?!"

    Qi Ling covered her chest and smiled weakly: "Isn't this obvious?"

    "Ah! It's such a serious injury! What to do, what to do" Xiaoye said in a panic, "I don't know how to heal injuries, Uncle Li, can you? Please save Qi Ling!"

    Uncle Li on the side had just finished casting the teleportation circle. Although he had the help of external objects, his face was still pale. After listening to Xiaoye's words, he suddenly said helplessly: "Young Master, although I know some healing methods"??But it was the Seraph Martial Spirit that hurt him, and the power of our clan is powerless.  "

    "What should we do? Qi Ling, you must hold on!" Xiaoye said anxiously.

    "It's okay, my life is very tough, this little injury is nothing to worry about." Qi Ling said, but his face was not what he said, but looked extremely painful.

    "Qian Daoliu's attack is not that easy to resist, and it is very difficult to treat him." Uncle Li said, "But if there are members of the Seraph clan here, it will be much easier."

    "Seraphs? But where can we find" Xiaoye said, and suddenly said, "Ah! By the way, Axue! Qi Ling, you are saved, I will take you back right now! Let Axue  Snow save you.¡±

    Just when Xiaoye was about to take Qi Ling to leave, Qi Ling suddenly endured the severe pain in his body and stood up and said: "Xiaoye, how many days has it been since my sister passed away?"

    "Qi Ling, don't move, you are bleeding!" Xiaoye said while panicking to help Qi Ling stop the bleeding, "Today is the seventh day, there is nothing wrong! We have our own spies in the divine court.  .¡±

    "The seventh day? Great! I caught up!" When Qi Ling heard the news, his whole body became relaxed, and he could hardly feel the pain on his body. "Fortunately, the last chance,  I¡¯ve caught up!¡±

    With that said, Qi Ling took out the crystal coffin containing Bibi Dong from his own space and placed her on the ground next to her.

    Xiaoye looked at Bibi Dong in the crystal coffin and said involuntarily: "It's so beautiful, she seems to be asleep! But, Qi Ling, what are you going to do when you take her out now?"

    "Save her!" Qi Ling slowly said two words, but it shocked everyone present.

    "Save her? This is impossible!" Xiaoye said, "Qi Ling, I know how important the Pope is to you, but this is simply impossible! Now her godhood has been taken away, her martial soul has been plundered, and her soul has been stolen.  If the bones are stripped off, no matter what happens, she will die! Even if the gods come, there is no way to save her now! "

    "What God cannot do, let me do it!" Qi Ling said categorically, "If her martial soul is plundered, then I will give her another god-level martial soul! If her soul bone is stripped off,  Then I will give her all the top soul bones! If her godhood is taken away, then I will give her a godhood!"

    "If these are not enough, if she still lacks a life, then I will give her my own life as well!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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