If he had not released all his soul's protective power to imprison Ye Wuque's soul, he would still have the power to protect himself.

Unfortunately, he was left with only his bare soul!

Without any protection.

Pain!

Trembling!

Despair!

The strong sense of death brought by the catastrophe made Huang Juexin tremble instantly!

"Ye Wuque!! "

"You dare to kill me??"

"I am a descendant of the Huangtian clan!"

"If you kill me! You will be tainted with endless cause and effect! The blood of the Huangtian clan will resonate, and you will be marked forever!"

"What awaits you will be the endless pursuit of the Huangtian clan!"

"You still dare to kill..."

Puff! !

Huang Juexin's crazy and shrill roar came to an abrupt end!

Because his entire soul had been cut in half!

The soul sword formed from the power of Ye Wuque's soul directly dismembered him!

"Search the soul!"

At the same time!

Ye Wuque directly launched the soul search.

Suddenly!

Some secret and messy information was penetrated by Ye Wuque.

Huang Juexin's face was frozen with the last hatred, disbelief, and strong unwillingness, as if he had not figured out why Ye Wuque dared to kill him until the last moment? ?

Buzz!

The two parts of the soul body suddenly burned with the fire of the soul!

After being searched by Ye Wuque and having his soul cut off, Huang Juexin's soul began to collapse directly at this moment, turning into ashes bit by bit. However, in just a few breaths, this ancient Tianjiao Huang Juexin from the Huangtian clan completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

Ashes and smoke, never to be reborn!

And Ye Wuque seemed to have learned something from Huang Juexin, and his brows were slightly frowned.

But the next moment, he regained his calm, and his indifferent eyes turned. At this moment, he looked back at Painted Skin Ke'er, who was imprisoned by the three supreme powers and was always struggling madly, and a harmless and kind smile slowly emerged on his face.

"Now, how should we play..."

Very kind words.

There was still a hint of smile.

But when this moment fell into the ears of Painted Skin Ke'er, it suddenly felt a little chill!

When it looked at Ye Wuque again, there was only coldness in the depths of that harmless look.

Endless coldness!

More terrifying than hell!

In addition, there was actually a hint of... pity? ?

Such a look immediately made Painted Skin Ke'er's eyes turn bloodshot, and he laughed wildly at the sky! !

"Ye Wuque!!"

"You are indeed powerful!"

"No matter how many calculations and plots I make! I still can't beat you and fall into your calculations. You are an old cunt!!"

"But... so what??"

The ancient fairy light all over Painted Skin Ke'er's body has begun to dim at this moment, but that faint fluctuation reappears and completely wraps it up!

On its face, it once again showed an inexplicable expression that was not sure whether it was complacency, pride or madness.

"Believe it or not..."

"You can't kill me at all!!"

"Because my soul... is immortal!"

Painted Skin Ke'er roared!

"No matter how many times I die! My soul can be resurrected!"

"Even if there is only a trace of soul mark left, I can still live!"

"I am different from that useless guy like Lu Yuhuang!"

"His so-called immortality is so ridiculous to me!"

"Ye Wuque!"

"You can't kill me!!"

"You can never kill me!!"

"If you can't kill me!"

"You can never beat me!"

"I have... an immortal soul!!"

Painted Skin Ke'er shouted at the top of her lungs, but she said an extremely terrifying fact.

Even though it had completely fallen into Ye Wuque's calculations, it still refused to accept it and still wanted to make Ye Wuque suffer and feel uncomfortable!

But the next moment!

The crazy Painted Skin Ke'er's eyes fixed!

Because it suddenly found that Ye Wuque's expression did not change at all, as if he was not at all... surprised by the shocking fact it said?

"How pitiful..."

Suddenly, Ye Wuque slowly uttered four words.

Painted Skin Ke'er's teeth were clattering!

"Full of resentment, full of madness, hatred for everything, infinite anger, but completely unaware of everything from beginning to end."

"Is there any meaning in your living like this?"

Like a morning bell or a thunderclap, Ye Wuque's words rang in the ears of Painted Skin Ke'er, and it was immediately struck by lightning!

"You, you... I'm going to kill you!! I'm going to eat you!!"

"Ahhh!"

Painted Skin Ke'er went completely crazy!

It was like a poisonous snake that was pinched by seven inches. The biggest soft spot and weakness in its heart was mercilessly pointed out by Ye Wuque, making it completely crazy!

But it had no choice but to express it in this ridiculous and sad way.

It was like an indestructible armor, carrying only a confused and weak soul!

After breaking the armor, it was nothing anymore.

Ye Wuque no longer looked at it. With a thought, the little golden man of the Yuanshen returned directly to the inner universe of the Yuanshen!

Buzz!

Above the void of the outside world.

Ye Wuque, who was standing still, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, and his mind had returned to his body.

The next moment, a strong soul radiance shone from the center of Ye Wuque's eyebrows, and the Yuanshen of Painted Skin Ke'er was instantly captured!

The three supreme powers have now turned into three chains to imprison and bind the Yuanshen of Painted Skin Ke'er, making it unable to move at all!

In the dead silence of heaven and earth, only Painted Skin Ke'er's crazy, resentful, and chaotic curses and roars can be heard!

Jiang Feiyu, who was far away, looked at everything in front of her at this moment, and there was a trace of confusion in her beautiful eyes.

The veil on her face was stained with blood, and at this moment, she looked a little sad and beautiful.

But soon, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes!

"Ye Wuque won?"

At this moment.

Ye Wuque's pair of bright eyes also looked over and swept towards Jiang Feiyu.

When their eyes met, Jiang Feiyu's heart trembled slightly!

Ye Wuque's eyes were calm and deep, revealing an unfathomable power, which made her feel afraid to look at him.

But Jiang Feiyu was not an ordinary person after all.

At this moment, her eyebrows drooped first, and then raised again, and a trace of solemnity emerged in her eyes when she looked at Ye Wuque.

"Congratulations, Mr. Ye, for having the last laugh..."

The words were three parts cold, three parts sincere, and three parts gentle.

At this moment, the breeze blew, blowing Jiang Feiyu's black hair and white skirt, making her look a little more gentle. Her graceful figure was looming in the breeze, exuding an amazing arc!

The inadvertent charm of the fairy is really breathtaking!