If even his soul is beheaded by the other party, he will completely return to ashes, dust to dust, disappear in this world, and will not even have a chance of reincarnation! Thinking of this, Hong Changqun knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy.

Seeing this, Ning Qi raised his hand and swung a sword.

Hong Changqun's arm was broken shoulder to shoulder, and he let out a painful howl. This was the first time he knew that the soul was cut to pieces by the spiritual energy, which was more painful than the physical body.