Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 617: Young and handsome, less thunder and lightning

A strong light centered on the martial arts arena and quickly enveloped the entire Prince Yun's Mansion.

At that moment, Bu Jingxing saw the royal seal shattering under the intense light, saw King Yun's body melting, and saw King Yun's soul emerging from the melting body in an instant.

In the light, a black line flashed away.

That is King Yun's soul trying to escape through the cracked space channel!

But this last struggle was meaningless. He couldn't escape faster than he could.

The black line flashed, and Bu Jingxing didn't even have time to see clearly what was in the space behind the black line before the light flooded the black line again.

Everything was silent, and all sounds in heaven and earth seemed to melt away in the light.

Bu Jingxing couldn't even hear his own heartbeat or breathing. He could only stare and saw King Yun's soul dissipate like ice and snow in the light.

Then Bu Jingxing knew nothing.

Because he himself died.

He even died more simply than King Yun, because King Yun also managed to escape his soul and had a chance for his true spirit to escape.

But Bu Jingxing did not have the strength of King Yun, and the treasures on his body were not as good as King Yun. When the light came, he did not even realize that he was also being attacked——

Or it can't be said that he was attacked.

Because Song Ciwan actually didn't deliberately target him, and except for Prince Yun, Song Ciwan didn't deliberately target anyone else in Prince Yun's palace.

Just the light irradiated, and the aftermath of the battle swept through everyone around the martial arts field.

Bu Jingxing couldn't bear the impact of the aftermath. All the spiritual weapons and treasures on his body were scattered. The light passed over his body. He couldn't react at all, and he died in an instant.

Along with him, there were hundreds of people around the martial arts arena.

Hundreds of creatures, all their distracting thoughts, all their greed, anger and delusion, all their weighing the pros and cons, and all their calculations of advancement and retreat, all disappeared at the same time.

Including the black-robed immortals who had wielded their long whips to drive away the mutant insects, they also died at this moment.

But those black-robed immortals did not actually die from being illuminated by the "light" characters. They had to die earlier.

As early as the moment King Yun's body dissipated, the black-robed immortals suddenly vomited blood and died as if they had suffered fatal injuries.

Song Ciwan could sense that the life energy of these black-robed immortals was clearly connected to King Yun.

If King Yun dies, they will die too!
If the power of the "Light" character were not too domineering and fast, Song Ciwan might have faced the siege of several immortals from Prince Yun's Mansion.

But there are no ifs. Under the light, all the darkness is invisible, and the martial arts arena is clean.

Song Ciwan stood in the air and waved his hand to force the snake dragon centipede that had been pressed into the bubble of the word "empty" into the scale of heaven and earth.

[Human desire, the shock, anger, and anger of the royal cultivators in the stage of returning to the void, can be sold at six pounds or seven taels. 】

[Death Qi, the death of a royal cultivator in the stage of returning to the void, can be sold for seven pounds and nine taels. 】

[Human desire, the shock, confusion, and fear of the royal cultivators in the god-refining stage can be sold for three pounds or eight taels. 】

[Death Qi, the death of a royal cultivator in the god-refining stage, can be sold for two pounds or one tael. 】

【Human desire...】

[Divine Breath...]

……

Balls of Qi, only to be noticed later, rumbled into the scales of heaven and earth like a snow mountain collapsing.

It was another grand harvest. Song Ciwan tapped his fingers and wherever he looked, everything around the martial arts arena was also included in the scale of heaven and earth. Among them, the broken royal seal is the key point.

There are also the treasure fragments on King Yun’s body that have not completely melted under the light——

For example, although his robe failed to protect him, under the reflection of the "light" character, the external light of the robe was only dimmed by one layer, but its body was not completely damaged.

There are also King Yun’s belts, rings, talismans and other items...

All kinds of bits and pieces, not only from King Yun, but also from other people in the palace.

In short, whenever Song Ciwan saw anything around the martial arts arena, it was like a storm, and everything was included in the scale of heaven and earth.

Even the high platform in the middle of the martial arts arena was taken away by Song Ciwan because of its obviously extraordinary material and strange use.

The same is true if there are insect corpses, stumps, etc.

The scales of heaven and earth turned into a whirlpool, swallowing everything.

She even prepared to send out Taoist soldiers to sweep away the entire Prince Yun's Mansion, but it was too late.

The illumination of the "Light" character had completely dissipated, and at some point, a thick thundercloud as thick as purple ink had gathered in the sky.

This is the thunder of God’s will!

Since Song Ciwan started practicing, she had been struck by countless lightning strikes, and she no longer needed to care about ordinary thunder.

But the thunder this time was clearly different. I don't know if it was because she killed King Yun, or because she forcibly took away the adult form of the ancient god Zerg. In short, the thunder this time was particularly different.

A strong sense of threat surged into her heart, and Song Ciwan's eyes suddenly froze. She raised her eyes to the sky and shouted softly: "Dabai, let's go!"

In the empty space, a white goose fluttered its wings.

Song Ciwan jumped onto the goose's back, and the big white goose held its head high and sang loudly. At this moment when Song Ciwan was carried on the goose's back, a strong sense of pride and pride occupied the goose's entire heart.

It is not stupid. Although she was hidden in the virtual space by Song Ciwan and did not directly participate in the battle, it saw Wanwan's power.

As Wanwan's mount, even if it does not directly participate in the war, it is still participating in the war if it participates indirectly, right?

Rounding things off, it turns out that it is also a goose that has experienced the battle of killing the king!

Therefore, even though the thunderclouds in the sky frightened it, and the tiny fluffs under its wings even stood up straight, the big white goose still held its head high, its excitement outweighing its fear.

"hold head high!"

The big white goose holds its head high and crows loudly, and the words "wind", "empty", "dao" and "qiang" are instantly blessed on it.

The moment he left Prince Yun's Mansion, Song Ciwan suddenly opened his hand to a building in the southeast of Prince Yun's Mansion, and the air flow in his palm was like a dragon sucking water.

Once the most simple and simple breath-taking technique was performed, the continuous building complex was uprooted in an instant.

The few survivors who were hiding in it hurriedly fell out, and screams of surprise were suppressed at the bottom of people's throats.

However, that group of buildings was captured in the palm of the hand by the girl riding a goose in the sky in an instant using the mysterious method of Mustard Seed Universe!

An old man who fell on the ground looked back at the sky and shouted in panic: "The mount is a spiritual goose. Could this be the genius Song Zhao? But... how is this possible!"

Song Ciwan turned his hand and stuffed this group of buildings with names such as "Dan Pavilion", "Qi Pavilion", "Shenglianzhai", "South Storehouse" and other names into the scale of heaven and earth, and then his thoughts moved.

The big white goose received her order and flapped its wings instantly.

"hold head high!"

The white goose has a wingspan of three thousand miles and flies away in an instant.

But the heavy purple thunder clouds in the sky are still brewing. Everyone has left, and the first thunder has not had time to strike.