Emperor Qiankun

When Li Qingyuan heard this, the corners of his mouth widened, revealing a row of big white teeth, and his smile became even wider.

The strength in his hands seemed to have increased as if he had taken a magic pill, and the force he used to chop at the Soul-Devouring Beast became astonishingly great.

He was like a gust of wind, and the soul-devouring beasts screamed wherever he went.

In the blink of an eye, he was not far away from Yang Haochen.

Only a dozen soul-devouring beasts were still blocking the way in front with their fangs and claws bared.

Seeing Li Qingyuan working so hard as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Yang Haochen felt uneasy, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this guy must be planning something bad.

He no longer cared about his face and fought with the soul-devouring beast.

He backed away stealthily, his steps as light as a cat, wanting to slip away quietly.

Feng Chen, who was beside him, was slightly stunned when he saw his actions.

He immediately understood and hurried to follow.

The two men retreated cautiously like thieves.

Li Qingyuan immediately noticed their little movements.

I started to feel a little anxious.

He swung the imperial sword in his hand more rapidly, and the sword light flashed.

Several early fourth-stage soul-devouring beasts were chopped to pieces, with blood splattered everywhere.

Yang Haochen on the other side was also extremely anxious.

The three soul-devouring beasts were like dog-skin plasters, chasing him relentlessly.

At this moment, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat and his breathing became more rapid.

Suddenly, Yang Haochen's gaze swept over Feng Chen behind him, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

He immediately came up with an idea and decided to "share" these "enthusiastic" soul-devouring beasts with Feng Chen.

He suddenly quickened his pace and ran towards Feng Chen with the soul-devouring beast chasing him.

Feng Chen couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Yang Haochen running towards him.

Still foolishly thinking: "Haha, the Eighth Prince has come to save me!"

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly fell on the soul-devouring beasts behind Yang Haochen.

He couldn't help but gasp, his face instantly turning pale as paper.

He was not a fool and immediately understood the other party's intention.

It turns out that Yang Haochen wanted to divert the blame!

But now that things have come to this, it is too late for Feng Chen to dodge.

Because behind him were also two mid-stage fourth-order soul-devouring beasts.

He could only roar angrily: "Yang Haochen, how can you be so cruel?"

But Yang Haochen remained calm and said hypocritically: "Brother Feng, haven't you always said that you are willing to serve the royal family? Now is the time to prove your loyalty."

Then, Yang Haochen left quickly without looking back, leaving Feng Chen alone to face five fourth-stage mid-stage soul-devouring beasts.

Feng Chen looked at Yang Haochen's receding back, his heart filled with despair and resentment.

At this moment, the words his master had warned him echoed in his ears: "Don't make close friends with anyone from the royal family. They are all cruel and ruthless, heartless and unrighteous..."

And now, all this actually happened to him.

Li Qingyuan quickly caught up and saw Yang Haochen running in front like a stray dog.

He immediately chased after him and soon saw Yang Haochen's back.

Yang Haochen also saw Li Qingyuan catching up, and his voice changed with fear as he shouted, "Li Qingyuan, if you let me go, I will give you anything."

As he spoke, Yang Haochen ran while rummaging through his space ring.

Immediately afterwards, two crystal clear ginseng fruits appeared in his hands.

The ginseng fruit exudes a soft light and an alluring aroma.

Without thinking, he threw the ginseng fruit directly to Li Qingyuan who was chasing him closely.

Li Qingyuan easily caught the flying ginseng fruit, with a playful smile on his face.

Li Qingyuan naturally would not refuse such a good thing that came to his door for free.

However, his steps did not stop at all, and he continued to chase Yang Haochen who was fleeing in front of him like a gust of wind.

Seeing that Li Qingyuan was unmoved, Yang Haochen became more and more anxious.

He raised the space ring in his hand and shouted again: "Let me go, this space ring is for you!"

But Li Qingyuan acted as if he didn't hear it, tapped his feet lightly, and performed the Seven Star Steps again.

His figure shuttled through the air like a ghost, and his speed suddenly increased.

Looking at Li Qingyuan who was gradually approaching, Yang Haochen was shocked and angry, and his face turned red.

"Li Qingyuan, do you really dare to kill me? I am a prince!"

He roared loudly, trying to intimidate Li Qingyuan with his identity.

However, Li Qingyuan had already come to his side at this time.

Li Qingyuan said nothing, raised the Emperor Sword and swung it violently.

"Buzz!"

The sword flashed across, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, pointing directly at Yang Haochen.

"what!"

Yang Haochen screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

One of his arms was cut off like a broken branch, and blood spurted everywhere.

His eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth, hurriedly took out a blood-bursting pill from his arms, and swallowed it in one gulp.

In an instant, Yang Haochen's aura began to rise wildly, and returned to the eighth level of the Purple Mansion Realm again.

There was a gleam of determination in his eyes, as if he was ready to fight to the death.

Seeing this, Li Qingyuan paused slightly. He knew that Yang Haochen was forced into a desperate situation.

He no longer held back and used all his strength to circulate his profound energy, and the aura of the first level of the Purple Mansion Realm burst out without reservation.

The imperial sword in his hand trembled slightly, making a low sound, as if it was eager to fight.

But at this moment, something he didn't expect happened.

Yang Haochen suddenly glanced at Li Qingyuan coldly, his eyes revealing a hint of determination and ruthlessness.

Then, he took out a golden talisman from his arms without hesitation.

The runes on the talisman flickered, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura.

Yang Haochen crushed it without hesitation, and a brilliant golden light instantly enveloped him.

His figure gradually became blurred in the golden light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the empty space ahead, Li Qingyuan couldn't help but be stunned.

After a long while, he came back to his senses, shook his head helplessly, and couldn't help but sigh: "After all, he is a royal child, and the means of saving his life are really endless..."

......

The outskirts of the Soul-Devouring Forest have returned to peace.

Only Yang Haochen's broken arm lay on the ground, with blood spreading on the soil.

A glaring crimson color formed, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Seeing that he had missed the opportunity to chase Yang Haochen, Li Qingyuan gently placed the two ginseng fruits emitting an attractive luster into the space ring.

Then he turned around and walked quickly into the Soul-Devouring Forest.

Su Yaoyue and the others were still struggling with the soul-devouring beast there, so he had to rush over to help them as soon as possible.

When passing by Feng Chen, Li Qingyuan just glanced at him lightly.

Feng Chen had been torn to pieces by the soul-devouring beast beyond recognition. It was a horrible sight and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

Li Qingyuan's expression was calm, and there was no ripple in his heart.

Naturally, he would not help such a person who brought trouble upon himself.

Everything in the world has its cause and effect. Feng Chen’s fate is nothing but his own fault!

So, without even stopping for a moment, he quickened his pace and rushed forward.