After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

An arrow shot out, creating a turbulent wave with an aura that could destroy the world.

Not only the people in the audience, but also the Nascent Soul referee on the stage were startled and hurriedly put a defensive shield on Ye Lige, "Chengyuan, are you crazy?"

No matter what he went through to get married, at this moment, he was really murderous.

Unexpectedly, within the four-ring formation, the sharp arrow turned around and shot Cheng Yuan himself unprepared.

Ten percent of the momentum was reduced by [-]%, which was enough.

The sharp arrow pierced the chest and spurted out a cloud of blood. True Lord Chengyuan covered his chest with his hands and fell to the ground seriously injured.

The new injuries were added to the old ones, and there was a faint tendency of cracking in the Dantian area.

"Wow, wow, grandfather, he really wants to kill me!"

A cry that shook the whole world suddenly burst out from the stage. The child stretched his arms and ran towards Lord Qingyuan, "Grandpa, you scared me to death. It's so scary..."

Everyone: Children, the show is over!Is it Cheng Yuan Zhenjun Haofa who was injured?

However, the sound of crying was so shocking that I felt inexplicably immersed in it.

"It's True Lord Chengyuan who has murderous intentions, it has nothing to do with Xiao Qi!"

Knowledgeable people are thinking: Yes, they have set up a counterattack formation, and it has also weakened [-]% of the murderous intent.

Hey, backlash formation?

Oh my god, Xiao Qi can actually set up a backlash formation, it’s incredible!

The counterattack formation will react with the opponent's own magic and spiritual power, and the defensive weapons on the body will not block it. This is simply a failure, ah ah, Xiao Qi is so powerful!

Others are thinking, “How terrible!”

If the formation hadn't been too weird, Xiao Qi would have been injured, so he had the right to cry.

"More than just hurt?"

By reducing the killing intent by three points, Cheng Yuan himself could be injured like that.

If it is [-]%, what about Xiaoqi whose cultivation and realm are far inferior to Chengyuan?

Everyone looked at each other in shock and confirmed that Cheng Yuan Zhenjun wanted to kill someone, and the person he killed was his nephew and granddaughter, who was from the Jiang family.

Although it is a life and death arena, both sides have signed documents, so they are different after all.

The causes are different, and on the surface there is no life-or-death enmity between the two.

Including the Supreme Elder and Chief Jiang, no one thought that an accident would happen.

But the result was so horrifying.

For some unknown reason, the Fifth Supreme Elder ignored Chengyuan Zhenjun, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground covered in blood. Instead, he went to hug the crying child, "Yi Zi, don't cry, your uncle won't hurt you!"

Qingyuan Daojun was one step ahead of him, stretched out his arms to hug the child, turned his head and gave the Fifth Supreme Elder a blow in the eyes, "Do you think I believe it or not?"

Leaving behind the confused Jiang family, they left without looking back.

Qingyuan Daojun left quickly, and the child wiped his face, how could he still be half sad?

"Grandpa, I'm going to kill Wan Xiaolan!"

Qingyuan Daojun: "Don't worry, Zhizhi won't let her go!"

Ye Lige: "So awesome?"

Things went incredibly smoothly, could there be an inside story?

Not only Jiang Zhi, but also Jiang Fusheng didn't want to let Wan Yiniang go.

However, Jiang Fusheng's cultivation level was too low and he hadn't even established a foundation yet. He was like an angry toad, staring righteously.

Seeing the two of them, he quickly ran over and saluted, "Grandpa, Aunt Seventeen!"

Qingyuan Daojun hummed and touched his head with pity.

Because he was a descendant of Cheng Yuan's bloodline, he had never even looked at this grandnephew.

"Where's Zhizhi?"

Fusheng pointed to the room in the middle, "There it is!"

Wan Xiaolan wanted to escape immediately. Before she could leave the gate of the fifth-room courtyard, she was caught by Uncle Cai who was guarding there. Along with Jiang Zhi, who had been chasing him all the way, he was unceremoniously killed. Carry it back.

Jiang Fusheng: "Aunt Seventeen, Master Cai said he wanted to interrogate that bad woman!"

When everyone entered the house, they saw Wan Xiaolan sitting on the ground with two soul-binding ropes tied around her body.

Seeing Taojun Qingyuan who came in later, his eyes brightened slightly, and he said calmly: "Taojun, you can't do this to the slave family. The slave family is still pregnant with the flesh and blood of your Jiang family!"

Ye Lige was afraid that her grandfather would miss her blood relationship and spare her life, so she quickly said: "Grandpa, having a child as bad as her will not disgrace the family tradition of our Jiang family."

Jiang Fusheng nodded, "Maybe it's worse than her. Our fifth house will definitely be restless by then!"

Jiang Zhi's eyebrows were cold, and he immediately activated his killing technique, "Do you have to say it yourself or do you have to suffer some hardships?"

Now Wan Xiaolan is just a piece of meat. If she doesn't resort to extreme measures to get her to confess honestly, it will definitely not work.

Jiang Zhi slapped half of her face until it swelled up, "I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

Wan Xiaolan fell to the ground and cried, "Although the Nu family has a low status, the child in the Nu family's belly is named Jiang!"

Jiang Zhi gritted his teeth. It was precisely because of the rat-proof weapon that he did not dare to kill him.

Ye Lige looked at this, then at that, and said incomprehensibly: "Can't we just search for souls?"

Everyone in the room looked at Ye Lige for an instant.

Ye Lige took two steps back and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Jiang Fusheng's eyes sparkled, "Aunt Seventeen, teach me!"

Jiang Zhi glanced at Daojun Qingyuan and said, "Uncle, what do you think?"

Taojun Qingyuan stood with his hands behind his back. He thought that was nonsense. It was a taboo in the world of cultivation.

In the entire Taoist sect, except for a few upper-level figures in the Law Enforcement Hall lineage, I am afraid that even the sect leader is not qualified to practice.

Taojun Qingyuan knew what he was doing, but Wan Xiaolan didn't. He screamed at that time, "Xie Cultivator, you are all a bunch of Xie Cultivators!"

Ye Lige rolled up her sleeves and pinned her down, then punched the other half of her face. The force was a bit too strong, and the left and right sides still failed to match each other, but they succeeded in frightening Wan Xiaolan.

The little devil bared his little white teeth and said, "Don't be so shameless. Since I can give you the Fruit of Hundred Sons and Thousands of Grandchildren, I can find a way to get it back."

For the sake of the piece of meat in your belly, if you are willing to actively cooperate, you can still be spared. If..."

The little devil's claws were pressed against Wan Xiaolan's forehead, "This is the first time I'm searching for someone's soul. My technique isn't very good, so there's a high chance I'll turn him into a fool. Do you want to try it?"

It's really not about scaring Wan Xiaolan, Ye Lige is really good at searching for souls.

Just as Taojun Qingyuan thought, soul searching is a forbidden technique in the world of cultivation. Small sects and small sects may not have this technique, but some high-level officials in the law enforcement peak of some large sects practice it.

Ye Lige went to Mo Quanzong Law Enforcement Hall to become a deacon after forming the Golden Pill in his previous life. He also led more than a dozen team members to hunt down the geniuses of the Taoist sect.

It was also at that time that I learned the soul-searching technique.

The interrogation of Wan Xiaolan was just a subconscious act.

Wan Xiaolan was scared. She didn't want to die, let alone lose the good life in the Jiang family.

Regardless of whether it was the work of an evil cultivator or not, the little devil's hand touching her forehead just now made her clearly feel death.

"You guys, what do you want to know?"

Ye Lige: "Tell me everything you know!"

Wan Xiaolan's eyes flinched and she sobbed twice, "I don't need to detail the Wan family's wealth. I'm afraid you all know it well..."

Ye Lige glanced sideways at her, "You and your family are all in the palm of my hand. I think they want a chance to live more than you do."

Wan Xiaolan burped and said, "Miss Seventeen, give me a start!"

Ye Lige sneered, this person really doesn't want to give up until he sees the coffin!

"Let's start with how you, the Wan family, fell into the eyes of the Qi family!"

"belch--"

Wan Xiaolan almost choked to death after crying and burping, then stared at Ye Lige with a horrified expression, as if she saw some monster, "You, how did you know?"

Ye Lige shook her finger, "Guess!"