Yu Yuanzhen's voice was trembling, and every word seemed to be crushed between his teeth before being spat out.
Ye Xunfeng fell down and stood by the pit, looking down at him.
"What I want is very simple." He raised his foot and kicked Yu Yuanzhen's face upright with his toes, so that he could see Yu Yuanzhen's eyes. "Your son Yu Xiaogang tricked me, the daughter of the elder Spirit Hall, into stealing Spirit Hall's secrets. Are these things at your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's instigation? Think carefully before answering."
Yu Yuanzhen's eyes were full of red threads, his lips trembled for a long time, and finally he closed his eyes.
Can he say no?
Spirit Hall's Angel Legion was pressed at the mountain gate, and he couldn't even stand up. He could deny it, but thousands of people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would have to be buried with him today.
"Yes." When the word came out of his mouth, it seemed as if his spine had been pulled out.
Ye Xunfeng stood up, turned Atlas Spear in his hand, and pointed the tip of the gun at Yu Yuanzhen's chest.
"Just admit it."
The words fell and the tip of the spear penetrated.
It's not a vital point, it's Yu Yuanzhen's right shoulder.
Atlas Spear penetrated his shoulder blade and nailed him to the gravel at the bottom of the pit. Blood poured out from the wound, soaked into his clothes, and seeped down along the cracks in the stone.
Yu Yuanzhen gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Ye Xunfeng pulled out his gun and brought out a bunch of blood flowers.
"Sect Master Yu, prepare to compensate." Ye Xunfeng threw out a long piece of paper, and when it fell on Yu Yuanzhen's hand, it was instantly covered with blood.
Ye Xunfeng turned around and looked at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples who were kneeling on the ground.
"As for Yu Xiaogang, he will be put in my Spirit Hall's dungeon first. I'll be locked up for three years for this crime. After all, you've paid compensation, right?" Ye Xunfeng sighed after finishing speaking, and then thought of something and chuckled, "Originally, I, Spirit Hall, didn't have any need to do anything to you, but who let your trash jump around in front of me?"
There was deathly silence in the valley.
No one dared to raise his head, no one dared to say a word.
None of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples kneeling on the ground dared to say a word "no".
But Ye Xunfeng felt their hatred, but it was obviously not towards him.
Who is it for? It's hard to guess.
It can be said that at this time, everyone in the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who dares to speak is really a weakling from the same line.
Ye Xunfeng took back Atlas Spear, the aura around his body slowly converged, and the golden light array above his head did not dissipate, still covering the entire valley.
The elder's daughter held down Yu Xiaogang and watched from the side, looking at the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's miserable situation.
"Liu Qing! Don't you love me? Why? Why do you do this?" Yu Xiaogang said with a hint of disbelief in his voice.
"Bitch! Liar!" Liu Qing slapped Yu Xiaogang and yelled angrily.
Ye Xunfeng didn't look at Yu Yuanzhen again, turned around and walked away.
When he reached mid-air, he suddenly stopped.
"Sect Master Yu." He didn't look back, and his voice came from high in the sky, "Next time you raise a son, remember to teach him other people's things and don't touch them randomly. But at such an old age, you probably won't have a chance."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure turned into a white light and disappeared into the sky.
In the valley, the golden light array is still slowly rotating.
More than five hundred Angel Legion and Soul Master stood on the ridge, motionless, like more than five hundred white statues.
Yu Yuanzhen was lying at the bottom of the pit, looking at the sky above his head that was obscured by the light array. His lips moved a few times, but in the end he said nothing.
His right shoulder was still bleeding, dyeing the gravel beneath him dark red.
Not far from him, in the ruins of the collapsed side hall, Yu Luomian was pressed under the rubble, his chest heaving slightly, and fine blood foam overflowed from his mouth with every breath.
The other two Soul Douluo were lying motionless in a pool of blood, and the blood at the severed part of their right arm had solidified into a dark brown scab.
The other one was embedded in the mountain, with his head tilted to one side, his chest collapsed, and his breathing was as weak as a candle that could break at any time.
The three digits of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Soul Douluo, are all useless.
The patriarch was seriously injured.
Thousands of disciples knelt on the ground, no one dared to raise their head.
This is the new Pope, Ye Xunfeng!
What a terrifying strength!
The valley was quiet for a long, long time, so long that some people thought that the golden array of light above their heads would never disappear.
It wasn't until the sun set that the light array slowly dissipated.
The figure of the Angel Legion disappeared from the ridgeline, as if it had never appeared before.
All that was left was ruins and people kneeling on the ground.
Ghost Douluo stood in front of Yu Yuanzhen: "I don't have much patience. Hurry and get things ready so that I can go back and deliver the work."
After saying that, he kicked Yu Yuanzhen, his eyes full of impatience.
Under normal circumstances, Ghost Douluo cannot beat Yu Yuanzhen, but at this time Yu Yuanzhen was seriously injured.
And the shot of Ye Xunfeng also injected Power of Destruction once. It can be said that Yu Yuanzhen is useless.
After all, Yu Yuanzhen does not have the cheating artifact Divine Slaughter's Domain that Tang Hao has.
Yu Yuanzhen looked at the list, and blood finally spurted out from his mouth.
More than 70% of the industry of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and three pieces of Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone.
This is not the point. The point is that this time Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's high-level combat power can be said to be useless. Seven Great Sects will be re-elected immediately, let alone Upper Three Sects. It is hard to say whether Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan can be selected in this situation...
Ye Xunfeng flew out Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Suddenly, at the foot of the mountain, I saw a pale-faced woman holding a child in her arms, touching the child's face, and crying softly.
Ye Xunfeng hesitated for a moment before falling down and standing next to the woman.
"Ma'am, do you need any help?" Ye Xunfeng gentleman asked.
"I, my, my child, please, please, save my child..." The woman kowtowed while holding the child and crying.
Ye Xunfeng looked at this scene and sighed.
Wishing Angel Spirit flashed away, the first Soul Skill, Angel Prayer.
The woman's face instantly turned rosy, and the blue-grey color on the child's face slowly turned rosy.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Ye Xunfeng It seems that the clothes of this child and this woman do not look like simple clothes, at least they are definitely not ordinary people.
"This is my son. I was young and ignorant, and was deceived by a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. It turned out that he got married two days ago, and his wife wanted to throw the child to death. I, I had to take my dying child out..." The woman's words were a little unclear.
But Ye Xunfeng also understood the general idea, thought about it and said, "Madam, if you are willing, you can join us Spirit Hall. My child, my child, if Martial Soul can be awakened in the future, I can accept him as my disciple, but my only request is that this child will only be a member of the Spirit Hall and has nothing to do with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"Thank you, thank you!"
Spirit Hall.
"Mother?" The phantom of Qian Renxue slowly opened its eyes, looked through Ye Qingxue's body at Bibi Dong who was gently coaxing her to sleep, and murmured. Of course, it seemed to Bibi Dong that the child was right there screaming at her.