Chapter 2172: Execution

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Although the nine-headed holy lion died physically, a soul demon baby flew out from the depths of his mind. This was his soul, and he wanted to escape.

Li Qingfeng said: If you want to run, you should come back.

Li Qingfeng stretched out his right hand, surrounded by the holy law, filled with the aura of the avenue, and grabbed this soul demon baby in his hand.

The soul baby of the nine-headed holy lion was held in Li Qingfeng's hands, struggling non-stop, trying to escape from Li Qingfeng's grasp.

The nine holy lions knew very well that Qingfeng Li had completely wiped out his body and nine heads, leaving only his own soul.

As long as his soul can escape, he can then find a new monster body, settle in it, and practice again.

If his soul died here, he would really be gone.

It's a pity that no matter how hard the soul demon baby of the nine-headed holy lion struggled, it couldn't break free from Qingfeng Li's palm.

Li Qingfeng's palm was like an iron tongs and an ancient furnace, holding him tightly, no matter what kind of strength he used, he couldn't escape, just like Sun Wukong being held in the hands of the Tathagata Buddha , can only become a turtle in an urn.

Li Qingfeng looked down at the nine-headed holy lion demon baby below, and said: You don't have to struggle, you can't escape my palm at all.

The soul demon baby of the nine-headed holy lion stopped struggling. He knew that no matter what he did, it would be useless, and a look of begging for mercy appeared in his eyes.

The nine-headed holy lion soul demon baby said: Please let me go, don't destroy my soul, otherwise I will be lost.

Li Qingfeng sneered coldly, and said: When you catch the Blood Sea Saint and hit her in the face, you are doomed. If you don't catch the Blood Sea Saint, maybe I will spare your life. Now say It's too late.

The reason why Li Qingfeng didn't kill the soul baby of the nine-headed holy lion immediately was because he wanted to leave this powerful top-grade demon saint soul to the flame dragon soul.

Last time, the soul of the flame dragon helped Li Qingfeng a lot, but because of the exhaustion of his mental power, he fell into a deep sleep.

Li Qingfeng once said that he would provide it with three high-grade elixir. Although the soul demon baby of the nine-headed holy lion is not a high-grade elixir, it contains majestic spiritual power, which is not weaker than the top-grade elixir. Therefore, Li Qingfeng I want to leave him for the soul of the flame dragon to absorb.

Qingfeng Li communicated with the soul of the Flame Dragon deep in his mind, but after calling for a long time, there was still no response.

Li Qingfeng sighed. He knew that the last time the flame dragon soul had paid a great price to help him, it had been recuperating for such a long time, and it was still in a deep sleep.

But Li Qingfeng still decided to send the soul baby of the nine holy lions to the soul of the flame dragon. Li Qingfeng opened his mouth directly and swallowed the soul baby of the nine holy lions.

Qingfeng Li directly sent this spiritual energy to the depths of his mind, and sent it to the soul of the flame dragon.

Although the soul of the flame dragon is in a coma, its instincts are still there. It opened its mouth slightly and directly shot out a golden light. Amidst the screams of the nine holy lions, it swallowed his soul demon baby into its belly to refine it. .

The body of the flame dragon soul shook slightly. Although it didn't wake up, the aura on its body had obviously become a little stronger.

A look of joy appeared in Li Qingfeng's eyes. He knew that if he found two high-grade spiritual medicines for the flame dragon's soul, he would be able to revive him, which made him full of energy.

When Li Qingfeng's mental power flew out of his mind, he frowned slightly.

Li Qingfeng found that all the cultivators around him were looking at him, with surprise, indifference, excitement, admiration, hatred, and even a hint of killing intent.

Tens of thousands of cultivators gathered around this Thunder Lake. Some admired Li Qingfeng and showed kindness, such as Linglong Saintess, while others hated him and released murderous intentions, such as Haotian Shengzi.

Qingfeng Li didn't care whether it was someone who liked him or someone who hated him.

For Qingfeng Li,

Now that the nine holy lions are dead, the first thing he has to do now is to rescue the blood saint.

Li Qingfeng's body moved, and he was in front of the Blood Sea Saint in an instant.

Li Qingfeng stretched out the two index fingers of his right hand towards the front, that is, grabbed the spirit rope, and squeezed it slightly, that is, to break the spirit rope.

A magic weapon of the level of the spirit rope has no effect at all in front of Qingfeng Li.

Li Qingfeng's fingers touched Blood Sea Saint's body slightly, opening the acupuncture points on her body, allowing her body to move.

Blood Sea Saint's eyes were full of excitement, and he said: Thank you for saving me, you are fine.

Li Qingfeng smiled slightly, and said: Don't worry, what will happen to me, a mere nine-headed holy lion is not my opponent.

Suddenly, Qingfeng Li frowned slightly. Behind the Saint of Blood Sea, he saw a thousand cultivators, all of whom were accomplices of the nine-headed holy lion.

Just now, they had all taken refuge in the Nine-Headed Sacred Lions and became the subordinates of the Nine-Headed Sacred Lions. At this moment, they were all looking at Li Qingfeng in horror.

They never expected that their master would be killed by Qingfeng Li. These cultivators were full of regrets.

They knew that the nine-headed holy lion was such a useless waste, so they stopped taking refuge in him just now. Now they are riding a tiger, and they don't know how to face Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng looked at the cultivators in front of him, and said, "Since you are all subordinates of the Nine-headed Sacred Lions, then I'll give you a ride."

Qingfeng Li's right hand swung forward vigorously, turning into a huge palm with a size of 300,000 feet, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, and slapped down hard.

The cultivators below are all powerful, the least of whom are semi-saints, there are also low-rank saints, and even a few middle-rank saints.

They emitted powerful holy-level energy and wanted to resist, but it had no effect at all. With a loud bang, Qingfeng Li's huge palm turned all the more than a thousand cultivators into blood mist and dissipated in the world.

Li Qingfeng could even kill a high-rank demon saint, let alone these middle-rank saints and low-rank saints, who had no strength to resist at all.

The other cultivators around looked at Li Qingfeng with a hint of horror. They felt that Li Qingfeng was too cruel. He not only killed the nine holy lions, but also killed the nine holy lions' subordinates. He was right, and none of them ended well.

Li Qingfeng wanted this kind of result. He knew that when he came to the Meteor Immortal Trial Field, he was an outsider. Most people regarded him as an enemy. Many people had bad intentions towards him, and even wanted to kill him. kill him.

Li Qingfeng just used the nine holy lions to stand up to his subordinates, so that whoever dared to despise him and oppose him, these dead people would end up.