“Ouyang Sheng.” Sheng Lingfeng called his name.

Ouyang Sheng stared at Sheng Lingfeng, who was wearing a suit and looked unfamiliar, for a long time, as if he was guessing this person’s identity. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, “You have the aura of a Saber Demon on you. Are you a descendant of the Sheng family?” Sheng Tian, the ancestor of the Sheng family, was a saber fanatic. He was called the Saber Demon, so most of the descendants of the Sheng family loved to use knives as weapons.

In this generation, there was Sheng Xiao, who was good at using swords.

Sheng Lingfeng didn’t answer Ouyang Sheng’s words directly. He stared at Ouyang Sheng’s exhausted eyes that were filled with hope. He suddenly said, “Are you still waiting for Ouyang Luo to revive?”

When Ouyang Sheng heard Ouyang Luo’s name, his gaze changed a little, but he quickly calmed down.

“In the Demon Subduing War three thousand years ago, although Ouyang Luo was beheaded by Yin Jing’an, his beast heart was crushed, and his soul was chewed into pieces, a wisp of his remnant soul did survive.”

Ouyang Sheng’s eyes suddenly lit up with hope. “Master has successfully revived?”

He was indeed waiting for Ouyang Luo to revive.

“Almost,” Sheng Lingfeng said aloofly.

When Ouyang Sheng heard this word, the hope in his eyes suddenly vanished. “Almost?” Did that mean that he had yet to succeed?

Sheng Lingfeng told Ouyang Sheng, “Your master almost revived, but his soul was most absorbed by the heavens.” Sheng Lingfeng leaned forward and leaned against the fence made of Black Spirit Stones. He stared at Ouyang Sheng’s face and lowered his voice. “You’re Ouyang Luo’s most trusted subordinate. Don’t you know that Ouyang Luo has formed a contract with the heavens?”

“The heavens…” Ouyang Sheng was somewhat shocked.” That person is actually the heavens? ”

Seeing Ouyang Sheng’s reaction, Sheng Lingfeng knew that Ouyang Sheng indeed knew about the deal between the heavens and Ouyang Luo. Sheng Lingfeng smiled ambiguously. “Yes, the master you waited for three thousand years was finally killed by his trusted friend.”

“A few days ago, the heavens sucked away Ouyang Luo’s last remnant soul in the Black Dome. Ouyang Sheng, the master you’ve waited for three thousand years is really dead.”

Ouyang

turned from a strong ancient tree to a withered dead wood. “We

quietly. He waited for a moment and saw that Ouyang Sheng’s chest was no longer heaving. Then, he said, “The

this, the staff who were setting up the torture platform looked at

gave Sheng Lingfeng a thumbs up. “Killing people by exposing their deepest fear. President, your move

stage. Seeing that the execution stage was ready, he said

* *

up at the large television screen at the front of the canteen. At this moment, they were watching the live broadcast of Xuanyuan

the torture platform were covered by a light gray cloth that blocked the

was brought into the execution ground by Lu Yubei and placed on the torture bed in the middle of the execution

the soul, so he was the whip holder. Ye Qing’an held the Spirit Bone

the whip, Xuanyuan Shen’s body would jump. Thus, everyone

was Xuanyuan

died, their soul should be a complete green ball of light. However, after Xuanyuan Shen’s soul was shattered by the Spirit Bone Whip, what floated out

heard the creepy sound of the whip, their backs tensed up. It was clearly Xuanyuan Shen who was being whipped, but they felt a sense of fear, as if they were

disciple of the Xuanyuan Clan, Xuanyuan Chen sat in the canteen with slightly

many evil deeds Xuanyuan Shen had done, he was still Xuanyuan Chen’s uncle. He was a family member who had personally taught Xuanyuan Chen, stroked

saw the entire process of Xuanyuan Shen being burned to ashes on

other Beast Tamer Academies were also broadcasting this punishment

colluding with the heavens and harming your own

be ordinary and mediocre, but you can’t be

Xuanyuan Jing, Liuli Nuonuo, Luo Shihan, and Jing Sa sat in the hall of Xuanyuan Shen’s residence

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