"Qihuang, do you want to destroy Yuanshen? Do you know that once the spirit destroys itself, you don't even have a chance to be reborn! " Before two people's soul even if is burned by the ghost Yin Saint Yan. However, as a descendant of the emperor Yongye and the ruler of one side of the world, Qihuang could be reborn just as xiaohuangji and the late Chu could be reborn after death. It just takes a long time. But once the original God self destruction, that is the true death, destruction, there is no possibility of a new life. The self destruction of the noumenon and the half soul derived from it will disappear completely. Qihuang bared his teeth and said with a smile, "what is the meaning of eternal life? I'm not rare! " Life, which is always lonely, is more frightening than death. All the owners of the eternal night Temple must stay in the temple, guarding the brilliant but cold palace, and cannot leave. Otherwise, the land of eternal night, even the whole world, will begin to collapse. Qihuang can't remember how he spent thousands of years alone before he came to the world. So later, he would be so greedy for the prosperity and bustle of the mainland. So that even the ugliness of the people can not see clearly, easily be calculated betrayal. The light in Qihuang is more and more bright. However, at this time, the melodious sound of the Qin sounded between heaven and earth. The dazzling light seems to be caught in a layer of shackles, and the original yuan Shen, who began to crack, is also firmly bound. Muyan, who was bathed in blood all over, slowly landed in front of Qihuang. Broken arms and broken bones are healed by the master's skill. As soon as she fell to the ground, she held the seven Jue sword and patted Qihuang on the head. Ordinary things can't reach Qihuang of soul body. But the seven Jue sword is different. Qihuang is now strictly the instrument spirit of Tianmo Qin. The seven Jue sword is derived from the seven Jue sword spirit skill of the divine musician, and has the same root as the demon Qin. Therefore, Qi Jue sword, which became bigger and bigger, was drawn firmly on Qi Huang's head. He was beaten up in one fell swoop. The boy's eyes were wide open, his hand touched his head, and he stared at Mu Yan in disbelief. Who knows that Mu Yan's face is uglier than him. Without waiting for him to open his mouth, he gritted his teeth and said, "seven little Huang, are you crazy? Do you always blow yourself up? It seems that you are very capable. What's the matter? " Seven Huang half day just reaction come over, almost roar a way: "Jun Mu Yan, you hit me!" Mu Yan sneered: "hit you, hit you, you still have opinions?" Qi Huang said: "I am the master of the emperor's Hall of eternal night, you idiot woman, i..." his fingertips flicked gently on the string. Qihuang trembled all over, his pale face turned red, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth kept twitching, but he couldn't say a word. Mu yanpi said with a smile: "what are you going to do? Do you want to enjoy the pruritus set meal? " Seven Huang teeth bite of cackle make ring, eyes can kill people. Even Chu Mo Li, who was cured by the master's skill, was stunned and covered his smile with his hand. Muyan did not look at Qihuang, but looked at the nearby "luoyunxiao". The original anger slowly settled down and turned into sadness. Little martial uncle... She didn't believe it all the time. Little martial uncle really disappeared. Fighting with a sword, dying and powerless to resist, all this is to test this conjecture.