Chapter 139 138. The strongest battle of the Three Kingdoms, super-limit counterattack (8.5K words - two chapters in one)
‘My profound heart has been practicing hard and never leaving, and my soul has first united with heaven and earth’
‘There is only one Xuanxin in the vast land of the Three Kingdoms!
Only here can one cleanse the profound roots and become a purple mansion.
It would be fine if it was an ordinary Xuanxin, but if you encounter the Ghost Xuanxin from the Three Kingdoms, you must first turn yourself into a Ghost Xuangen before you can make a breakthrough here. ’
‘The position of this Xuanxin is extremely precious. I am afraid that except for the legendary Tianxuan Root, if you want to continue to improve, you must firmly establish the Xuanxin Root and practice hard for hundreds of years.
It is really just a carrot and a pit. It is impossible to raise a second Zifu realm in the Three Kingdoms. ’
'In addition, from Zhang Han's tone, sitting upright in Xuanxin can also greatly increase the strength of Zifu Realm, so he is completely confident to sit here with me, and is not afraid of me escaping at all. ’
For a moment, Song Yan was really helpless.
When he was practicing the third level of Xuan, he didn't have the peeling cream, so that was okay. After all, peeling ointment is actually not a rare thing for high-level monks. It can even be obtained by exchange from the Puppet Sect, and can also be obtained by trading in some wild markets outside.
But this "mysterious heart" in the Purple Mansion Realm is actually countless times harder to obtain than peeling cream.
Because there is only one Xuanxin.
Only by sitting on Xuanxin can you transcend the limits of Jianggong, possess a "body of heaven and earth" to a certain extent, and then "borrow heaven and earth to nourish my god", thus allowing you to give birth to a powerful soul.
If Song Yan wants to defeat a powerful person in the Purple Mansion Realm, he must first find an empty Xuanxin to sit on, practice, and break through.
But if he wants to sit on Xuanxin, he must first remove the Zifu from Xuanxin.
Isn't this an endless cycle?
What to do?
Song Yan suddenly thought of Grandma Hong and what General Gu said about "the situation of the ancestor of Zifu, the fox and wolf clan". Grandma Hong said that she had never even seen the ancestor, and General Gu said that there was only one ancestor in the clan, and no one knew where the others were.
At this moment, Song Yan finally understood the reason.
Every carrot is like a pit. If the ancestors can't squat in their own homes, they have to look for it outside.
And because the Xuanxin is extremely precious, there is a common tacit understanding among all the people in the Zifu Realm, that is: never leak the method of breaking through the Zifu Realm, and never let anyone know the existence of the Xuanxin.
Thinking of this, Song Yan entered the paper house and sat cross-legged.
He could feel a sense of prying eyes.
That was a peek from Zhang Han.
No restraint, no hiding!
But when he searched with his spiritual consciousness in reverse, he couldn't find Zhang Han at all.
In this way, the two spent seven days and seven nights.
Song Yan sat and did nothing.
Zhang Han peered at him and never looked away for a moment.
Both of them were very patient. It seemed that not to mention seven days, but seven months or seven years, they could stare at each other motionless, not even changing their posture.
But Song Yan was not without gains.
Because he already knows what kind of person Zhang Han is, at least part of his character: stability.
Whether it was his previous preference for layout rather than shifting his position, or his patience at this time, it all illustrates this point.
People who work steadily do not like to put themselves into or may fall into a very passive environment.
Therefore, Zhang Han must really hope to hand him over to the Mountain and Sea Monster Clan in order to avoid being angered and causing trouble.
This kind of character is a good thing.
But it's also a bad thing.
The bad thing is that it is not decisive enough to kill.
What does it mean to kill decisively?
That is, once you feel something may be abnormal, take action as soon as possible, instead of waiting, saying a few words, drinking a few sips of tea, etc.
If he takes action and goes all out, and Zhang Han senses the crisis, will Zhang Han be able to take action immediately, even if he is injured or killed?
From the current point of view, Zhang Han can't do it, so he will definitely wait.
If he and Zhang Han were facing each other and drew their swords, and the tip of the sword was already heading towards the opposite side, would Zhang Han not hesitate to use his strength to suppress him and kill him with one sword?
From the current point of view, it is very likely that Zhang Han tilted his sword and tried to subdue him instead of killing him.
Even if Zhang Han would deal with him later, at that moment, he probably wouldn't.
Why?
Because this is stability.
If it were Song Yan who was in the Purple Mansion Realm, and faced a Jianggong Realm boy who had already been caught in the net at home, would he do it?
Neither will he.
Because he is also stable.
But at this moment, he couldn't think about it because he no longer had a stable position.
The sky is cloudy, sunny, and changing.
There is another heavy snowfall at the end of winter.
The quiet snowflakes fell on the core of the evil place, and were immediately carried by the evil storm to dance wildly, spinning in the air without even touching the ground.
There seemed to be countless snow-white and scarlet spindles in the air outside the paper house, spinning silk threads of the two colors quickly and tirelessly. The silk thread is so sharp and sharp that it seems to be able to easily slit a person's fragile throat.
However, the cabin has been completely integrated into the place, as quiet as a hermit's residence in the mountains.
Song Yan first operated the "Mysterious Cleansing Divine Method" and at the same time used the "800-year-old soul-drenched grass" as a consumption to "enhance the mysterious roots". However, even though it took a hundred years, not only was he unable to succeed, there was not even the slightest sign of success. None can be seen.
He was not discouraged and picked out two bottles from the spare blood essence without any pause.
One bottle is "Bone Demon Blood".
This blood allows him to imitate "Gu Huangzi" and carry out a desperate counterattack.
For the other bottle, he hesitated for a long time between "Silver Armored Elephant Blood" and "Fengxuan Crane Blood".
The former makes him harder and more durable; the latter makes him faster and more agile.
After much hesitation, he chose "Feng Xuanhe Blood".
He didn't have much confidence that he could really withstand a strong attack from a Zifu realm. Instead of pursuing that, he would rather pursue speed.
As for these two bottles of blood, and even the previous "Ghost Shark" and "Shuiyuan Jiao", Song Yan knew that they were not the best demon blood, but could only be regarded as good demon blood in a small place like the Three Kingdoms, but he had no choice. , he was unable to "perfectly improve his realm".
Two bottles of essence and blood were secretly held in the sleeves and digested quickly.
Lines of information and insights emerged.
[You run the "Mysterious Sword Sutra" and absorb the mysterious energy to absorb and digest the blood of the "White Bone Demon". At the same time, you also convert the mysterious energy into sword energy, and use the blood to warm the sword energy]
[In the fourth month, you absorbed 60 strands of mysterious energy and digested a strand of "White Bone Demon" blood, and the mysterious energy was completely converted into sword energy]
[In the sixteenth year, you absorbed 3,000 strands of mysterious energy. The mysterious energy has been successfully converted into sword energy. The blood of the "White Bone Demon" has been fused with the blood of the "Corpse Wolf" in the upper right palace of your Jiang Palace.]
[The sword energy interacts with the blood of the "White Bone Demon", and you understand a special sword energy - the bone-corroding sword energy]
[The sword energy contains rotten poison, which can rot human flesh and bones and turn into water instantly]
‘The cultivation speed is much faster, even faster than before on Tongque Island. ’
It would take thousands of years to successfully cultivate in a mortal land, but here it only takes sixteen years and no additional resources are used.
Song Yan sighed secretly, and then became speechless.
‘This bone-eroding sword energy is a good move for killing people and silencing them, but what’s the use to me now? ’
He felt the bone-eroding sword energy.
As we all know, it is easy to kill someone but difficult to hide the corpse. It is really much easier to travel around the world with the bone-eroding sword energy.
But now, it's useless.
But it didn't matter. As the "White Bone Demon Blood" was positioned in the right palace, he felt that his strength, energy, and blood speed had increased a lot.
Song Yan followed suit and continued to place the blood of "Feng Xuanhe" in the upper left palace, and realized a special sword energy called "Fengfeng Sword Energy".
The effect of this sword energy is: the body blends into the sword, and the sword turns into the wind. The wind cannot cut, so neither can the body.
Once used, Song Yan can be in a "wind"-like state for a short period of time. To put it simply, the opponent's attack can change his direction and position, but cannot hurt him.
Unless the opponent suddenly realizes the secret of his move and no longer cuts, but traps.
Once trapped, the "wind" will naturally stop and Song Yan will naturally appear.
Compared with the "bone-corroding sword energy", this sword energy was much better for him at this time. Coupled with the "splitting sword energy", it could be said to directly give him a trump card.
And with the ninth blood entering his body, Song Yan also felt stronger than ever before. It was a feeling of physical and mental power, a feeling of power that had reached its peak.
However, doesn’t “reaching the top” also mean that there is no more progress?
‘Sure enough, Xuanxin is still needed.
Only by relying on heaven and earth to nourish the soul can one break through the realm. ’
Song Yan sighed softly, closed his eyes immediately, tested it for a while, and then stood up.
It was noon at this time, which was theoretically the calmest moment in the world.
At this point he has reached the limit of what he can achieve.
Therefore, this is the time for him to take action.
If it's a little later, Zhang Han will notice his becoming stronger, and he will miss out on some of his advantages. Although it's not much, sometimes it's that tiny advantage that determines victory or defeat.
If there was a little more advantage, Song Yan would be willing to do it even if it took days, nights or even months and years.
He took out the strongest shadow puppet and swallowed it into his body. He honestly transformed into the strongest hundred-phase demon body, restrained it with illusion, and then walked to the courtyard.
He knew Zhang Han was staring at him.
So, he raised his voice and said: "Zhang Han, I'm going to give it a try."
"Please."
A faint voice fell from the sky, neither slow nor hasty, neither arrogant nor impetuous, nor arrogant or underestimating the enemy.
Song Yan narrowed his eyes and suddenly said: "Zhang Han, you, a strong man from the Zifu, must control your sense of proportion.
I am just a mere Jianggong realm, much worse than you.
If you seriously hurt me, it will completely destroy my hope of life.
Rather than fall into the hands of the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan and suffer humiliation, it is better to self-destruct and die like a bone, without a soul!
At that time, not only will you not be able to communicate with the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan, but you will also lose the opportunity to get the secret skills from me such as making paper houses, digesting the blood of the King of Demons and Tigers, etc.!
Think clearly about how to take action! ! ”
The word "got" was spoken. The leader of the Puppet Sect, who was wearing a black robe, no longer hesitated. He rolled up his left sleeve, and the huge paper house suddenly twisted and elongated, and "whooshed" straight away, as if a roll of white smoke had taken back his sleeve. middle.
With a push of his right hand, the evil energy of the wind and snow that was originally swirling like a tornado suddenly stopped in the void, as if time had stopped, and then rumbled forward. The activation of the "Evil Tide Technique" caused all the evil energy to instantly dissolve. The tide also made Song Yan's eyes clear.
However, the direction he pushed out was not the northeast, but the southeast!
Zhang Han said before that "if he wants to get to the core of the Three Kingdoms' profound veins, he has to go a little further northeast." During this period of time, he sensed that the evil spirit in the east was indeed stronger, but he could not determine whether it was the northeast or the southeast.
Therefore, he pushed directly to the southeast instead of the northeast.
Because he believed in Zhang Han as much as he believed in himself.
He believed that he would never openly tell the other party the correct location, even when victory was in hand, so Zhang Han would never do it either!
When the evil spirit receded, Song Yan's eyes also moved accordingly.
This spell cleared away the evil spirit of wind and snow, but some evil liquid remained.
The distribution density of the evil liquid was clearly presented before his eyes.
He swept his eyes quickly, and sure enough he saw that there was a lot of evil liquid in a certain place in the southeast, while the surrounding area showed a "gradually sparse" distribution state.
This supports his view.
As soon as he thought about it, two swords around him were unsheathed, one on the left and one on the right, one black and one white. The two evil spirits were intertwined, causing him to shoot towards the southeast.
However, he was only halfway through the flight when he was attacked.
The attack of the evil spirit was no longer in his eyes. He saw two figures that looked like smoke coming from a distance. The aura exuded by each one was actually in the late Jianggong stage!
The two Jianggongs took action at the same time in the later stages, sending violent energy towards Song Yan.
Song Yan was astonished in his heart: Not to mention that the ghost Chixia should not be in the late stage of Jianggong. Even if it was, how could there be another late stage of Jianggong in this evil place? If he really had these subordinates, Zhang Han could easily take Shadow Puppet Feng under his command without moving his butt.
But when he wanted to go back to his thoughts, his hand movements were not slow.
He changed his moves in an instant. The extremely fast black and white demons suddenly changed. The swords and rainbows of the intertwined demons suddenly spread out and turned into a thick red and silver sword light, with silver on the outside and red on the inside.
From a distance, it turned out to be a silver-armored demon dragon with blood and smoke billowing from it.
Sword evil dragon!
Song Yan was riding a dragon, with his sword and man united into one, and his speed increased by an unknown amount compared to before.
At this mention, he rushed past the two late-stage Jianggong warriors who came to intercept him and continued to move forward.
Time seemed to have completely pressed the slow button. His speed was obviously very fast, but there was a feeling that everything was slowing down, because at this moment, his perception had been sharpened to the extreme, and Zhang Han was naturally also sharpest.
After only a few dozen feet, he saw another figure appearing in the distance.
A figure that exudes the aura of a powerful person in the late Jianggong period.
Four ways! !
The four Jianggong late stagers seemed to have seen the power of his move, and they acted together with great tacit understanding. The terrifying energy they created came towards Song Yan and rushed towards Song Yan.
Song Yan was getting more and more astonished, but at this moment, he was certain of one thing: these figures were definitely not living people, but Zhang Han's attack methods, Zi Mansion's methods!
As for what means, he didn't know.
The four waves of energy were overwhelming and rolling towards them. If they faced each other head-on, no matter how strong Song Yan was, he would be consumed a lot.
At the end of the war, the tiger has pulled out its teeth, what else is there to fear?
If he really wants to fight, he must at least see Zhang Han first!
So, he gritted his teeth and changed his moves again!
The bloody Sword Demon Dragon suddenly stopped and turned back into a entangled black and white demon. As soon as it slowed down, the energy in front of it had already landed where it would have gone, creating an explosion that was close to tearing apart the space.
He changed his sword moves again and returned to the demon dragon. With a single thought, he took advantage of the opponent's strongest wave of attacks to finish, and continued to rush forward. At the cost of a little loss, he left these four figures behind him and fell in an instant. More than a hundred feet.
Then
Song Yan saw Jianggong's late master again.
This time it's not two, not four, or even eight.
But sixteen!
Sixteen vaguely-faced figures had already formed a city wall, blocking the front. They all raised their hands towards Song Yan, and the murderous intent emanating from them could not be concealed.
If it were anyone else, even an early Jianggong monk standing here, he would be frightened out of his wits.
Song Yan had used some small tricks to break through two levels before, but since the opponent was on guard, it was impossible for him to use repeated moves.
He looked at those figures and glanced behind him with his peripheral vision, only to find that the six figures that had blocked him before had disappeared.
At this moment, Song Yan suddenly understood something: these sixteen late Jianggong masters were not only alive, not even human beings, nor ghosts, but an attack method that he could not understand.
He looked intently and saw that not only were the faces of the sixteen figures blurry, but everything was blurry. Only the strong killing intent and the energy contained were clear.
Suddenly, a thought that blessed my soul came to me: It was a thought!
These are Zhang Han's thoughts. The biggest difference between the Zifu Realm and Jianggong Realm is that the latter still needs to use the body and Xuanbao to use Xuan Qi to exert power, but the former can already use thoughts to exert power.
Those thoughts escaped and the spell was cast alone.
However, how many thoughts can a person have in one moment?
How terrifying would it be if every thought could launch an attack?
In the midst of lightning and flint, Song Yan gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
The sixteen Jianggong later generations no longer hesitated and took action indifferently, with a tacit understanding.
The demonic dragon rumbled and circled, crushing the oncoming energy one by one.
However, one layer, two layers, three layers, four layers, nine layers, and ten layers were broken, but no more could be broken.
The remaining power was still pressing towards Song Yan.
But Song Yan disappeared.
He was like a gust of wind, a gust of sword wind, and was blown away by this violent force. Then he jumped out of the sword wind, suddenly appeared in another place, and then used the sword again to crush the evil dragon forward!
Then
He saw thirty-two late Jianggong figures appearing in front of him.
As for behind him, the late Jianggong who had taken action once had all disappeared.
At this moment, Song Yan was completely convinced: these were thoughts, and only thoughts could change so unscrupulously, rising and disappearing.
Using these thoughts to attack may be quite ineffective. But for a person in the Purple Mansion Realm who was sitting in the center of the Three Kingdoms Mysterious Veins, he acted at will.
One of his thoughts can be turned into a move by a late Jianggong master.
There is no way that such a being would be consumed to death by Jianggong monks while sitting in Xuanxin.
No matter how much it comes, it can't consume him to death.
At this moment, a voice sounded in the air.
"As you can see, it is impossible for you to win. Victory or failure is determined, so go back obediently.
As a price for letting you go once, how about teaching me how to transform your sword into a demonic dragon at will? ”
There was sincerity in Zhang Han's voice, "We are going to the Mountain and Sea Monster Kingdom. The mountains are high and the road is far. If anything happens, you don't want to lose your inheritance, right?
Teach me, and I will let your power continue to live in this world, and then see the future scenery for you. ”
After that, he smiled and said: "Oh, if you want me to become a disciple, it's not impossible. I can accept any red tape.
If by any chance you die in the Mountain and Sea Monster Kingdom, I will offer you some fine wine on your death anniversary every year.
By the way, what kind of spiritual wine do you like? ”
"Shameless."
“Shameless!!!”
Song Yan was furious, with anger burning in his eyes, but he repeatedly roared the word "shameless", looking helpless and furious.
The next moment, he carried this "incompetent rage, lost his mind" state, and revived the "Sword Demon Dragon". At the same time, he secretly looked at the storage bag, including all the paper figures, paper utensils, and collected materials. Treasures, all of them are in a ready-to-use condition.
Zhang Han smiled and said: "No, calm down, you are just giving it a try."
He has a sure victory.
However, he still wasn't careless at all.
In front of Song Yan, a dense crowd of masters from the late Jianggong period appeared.
The sky is full of murderous thoughts falling like rain, and the majesty of the sky is coming like a mountain!
And he is just a mantis using his arms as a chariot.
He smashed one figure after another, and broke through one layer after another of energy. Sometimes he was like the wind, and sometimes he joined the sword. The evil energy of his sword energy was fading rapidly. Even with the support of the "four-tailed demon fox", he still couldn't withstand this kind of energy. Extremely high consumption.
Various usable treasures in his hands were also thrown out at will.
The Yin Paper Man held hands and exploded in a burst of energy as soon as they appeared, but they also delayed the energy to a certain extent.
There were many shields in the paper tools, and they appeared one by one around Song Yan at this time, but they all appeared one moment and shattered the next.
The sound of bang bang bang exploded rapidly in Song Yan's ears, mixed with the evil tide receding in the distance, and it was an even more thrilling and epic scene. In such an environment, even if the Jianggong elders of the Puppet Sect were left alone, they would definitely be severely injured or even killed by the aftermath.
As he was consuming all the way, Song Yan was getting closer and closer to the place he wanted to go.
He felt that his body was beginning to go numb, but perhaps his previous words had an effect. Even so, Zhang Han still did not kill him.
But it's only temporary.
After a while, even if it's just a few breaths, Zhang Han might change his mind.
boom!
Another casual evil tide technique was blasted out, clearing the surrounding evil energy and making the line of sight slightly clearer.
Among the dense crowd of late Jianggong figures, Song Yan finally spotted a man sitting on a bloody futon.
He looks ordinary, nothing surprising.
The moment Zhang Han saw Song Yan, he could tell that he was at the end of his battle, so he sighed and said calmly: "I know you haven't given up yet and want to get close to me, and then use the power of the King of Demons and the Ice Hell Bracelet, just .Even so, it’s useless.”
After saying that, he suddenly smiled and said: "What's more, I won't give you a chance to get close to me.
However, as the leader of the Puppet Sect, you are indeed very qualified. Gu Huangzi is far inferior to you. I admire you very much. ”
Song Yan's face was full of anger, and he suddenly roared with great anger: "Then let's die together!"
He showed that he was losing his mind more and more and was about to explode his soul, and rushed towards Zhang Han.
You only get one chance.
If he fails to get close to Zhang Han even if he uses all his cards today, he will never have a chance again!
Zhang Han smiled faintly and shook his head slowly, motionless, as if the gods and Buddhas on the shrine were watching the trapped beast helplessly struggling in the five-finger cage.
Silhouettes of silhouettes suddenly appeared around him, and then they pounced on Song Yan.
Song Yan thought, and the massive shadow puppets stored in the storage bag began to emerge one by one, activated one by one, and turned into human shields in front of him.
Shadow puppets, destroyed!
Flying sword, destroyed!
When the time came, he even vomited out the shadow puppets of Grandma Fox, Grandma Red, and General Gu, so that he could hold back every breath.
Although the Baixiang Demon Body is powerful, in such an attack, it will be injured in one hit, so it is better to release the shadow puppets.
And just when the shadow puppet completely vomited out all his energy, shattered into pieces, and his body began to collapse, he finally came to Zhang Han.
Zhang Han can hide.
But as soon as he dodged, his butt moved away from Xuanxin.
For a person who has not moved his body for at least a hundred years and has a "cat and mouse" mentality, he will not move.
Not only did he not move, but the moment he saw Song Yan, he turned his defense into an attack. With a finger like light, he took the lead and pointed at the center of Song Yan's eyebrows.
Accompanied by the calm words of Gujing Mubo: "It's true that I can't shed tears until I see the coffin.
That’s all, it’s okay to give up completely, but don’t beg to die anymore.
Also, remember to teach me your secret skills. ”
At this moment, Song Yan mobilized the remaining profound energy and ran it with all his strength. Four soul-piercing sword energies were thrust out quickly, followed by four soul-prisoning sword energies and four soul-stunning sword energies.
But the twelve swords that made the ancient general and Grandma Hong sluggish for a moment were like a stone sinking into the sea.
It obviously hit, but it seemed like it didn't hit.
And at this moment.
Snap!
Zhang Han's finger had already touched Song Yan's eyebrows.
This is the stage of "fighting for the soul".
In an instant, a bridge seemed to have been built between the two people's spiritual worlds.
Song Yan's King Tiger Spot, his own stored ghosts, and the ghosts of the Ice Hell rushed towards Zhang Han crazily.
But Zhang Han came up with ideas one after another.
Various thoughts rushed into Song Yan's consciousness space like ghosts, and King Hu Ban only captured these thoughts.
Thoughts come and go, but after all, they are the thoughts of the Purple Mansion Realm, and they are still the thoughts of the Purple Mansion Realm sitting in Xuanxin.
Once these thoughts touch the tiger stripe, they will be captured, but they will also occupy a position.
King tabby species quickly reached saturation.
The demons also began to retreat as if being pushed by the tide.
Perhaps, King Tiger Ban and the Ghost will play a more terrifying role after Song Yan reaches the Purple Mansion Realm, but it is not enough at this time.
Zhang Han's soul has arrived like a king, standing at the entrance of the bridge between the two consciousness spaces, and thoughts are still emanating from his body.
"Senior, I forgot to tell you that I was actually the leader of the Puppet Sect. I was the one behind the scenes two hundred years ago. Otherwise, how could I know the inheritance place of the Puppet Sect so well?
Otherwise, why would there be no information from two hundred years ago in the Puppet Sect's sect history?
By the way, I also know the effect of the white bone demon blood that Gu Huangzi used to stabilize the palace. I also know that he left the blood in the sect.
Not only that, I also know that you have a secret method of quickly digesting demon blood, so I have already taken your method into consideration.
If this is what your backhand is, let's not waste our energy. Is it possible that I really want to hit you until your body is broken, and then use your bones to hit me again?
How embarrassing it would be to be blocked by me then.
If you can keep your body, keep it and recuperate. You are no longer a child, so why risk your life?
When you get to the Mountain and Sea Demon Country, you still have a chance. ”
The earnest persuasion had a condescending air.
He had won, but there was nothing to be proud of.
But at this moment, suddenly, Song Yan's soul world changed. The world originally composed of ghosts and tiger stripes disappeared, and was replaced by a gray line.
The thread is like a sword from the sky, cutting through the dusk.
Gray above and black below, boundless.
The wind is blowing.
Zhang Han felt the "wind".
But that is definitely not "wind"!
Because in just one moment, hundreds of his thoughts collapsed.
Zhang Hanyun's calm expression disappeared. He suddenly jumped up as if he had been stabbed by a needle, and almost roared in an unbelievable tone: "A sea of suffering?!!!"
As soon as the words fell, hundreds of thoughts collapsed.
"How did you visualize the sea of suffering?"
"Are you crazy?"
His voice was no longer calm, full of urgency.
His roar sounded like he was questioning a madman.
Although the sea of suffering is far away, the sea breeze is close.
The sea breeze nearby is filled with great joy, great anger, great sorrow, great sorrow, and endless obsessions. Wherever these obsessions touch, they will break.
At this time, Zhang Han had already seen Song Yan.
There is no doubt that Song Yan will drag him into the sea of suffering, and he will also have to go into the sea of suffering.
At this time, the demons around Song Yan were falling down and disappearing quickly.
The wind of the bitter sea blows gently.
Surrounded by demons, Song Yan raised his head calmly, as if he was looking at the eternally gray sky here.
"Madman."
"Crazy!!"
No matter how stable Zhang Han is, he will no longer stop at this time. He knows that his mission has failed. He can no longer hand over Song Yan to the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan, nor can he get anything from Song Yan!
Song Yanzhen is a complete lunatic, a lunatic who is crazier, more demonic, and more unpredictable than all the demon cultivators he has seen and known put together!
The demons around him are dying quickly, and he will die soon too!
Zhang Han began to quickly search for a way back. Even if he was in the world of other people's souls, he could find it quickly.
And sure enough, after another breath, he found it.
He left quickly.
He wants to leave here immediately.
And suddenly, he froze.
Because there was a dense crowd of demons outside the door.
On weekdays, even if there were so many scoundrels blocking the door, he would never be blocked.
But at this time, he needed to endure the consumption of the sea of suffering while breaking through the door.
This is completely impossible.
"Song Yan!"
Zhang Han turned his head and looked not far away, roaring, "We haven't reached the point where we must die together and lose our souls, right?!!"
However, Song Yan did not answer.
Zhang Han only saw a hint of a smile on his face, a very evil and cold smile.
Then he saw Song Yan let out a sigh of relief and then disappeared.
Zhang Han:? ? ? ! ! !
The function of the white bone demon blood is to move the soul even a few inches away, hide the soul in the bones, and even if the body is destroyed and the bones are still there, it can still heal slowly.
The soul is in the bones, which is a door.
The soul is between the eyebrows, which is another door.
Song Yan opened the door between his eyebrows, and then visualized the extremely outrageous "Heavenly Sword Visualization Picture", which dragged Zhang Han into the sea of misery, and then severely blocked that hole with the demon in the Ice Hell Bracelet. door, and then left the sea of suffering through the door of the bones.
In this way, Zhang Han's soul was completely blocked, reaching a balance with the sea of suffering and the ghosts of the Ice Hell Bracelet.
After regaining consciousness, Song Yan opened his eyes. At this time, he was extremely weak, so much so that even moving his fingers would affect his body and soul.
However, he still gritted his teeth and kicked Zhang Han away from Xuanxin, then threw him out of the paper house and sat on Xuanxin.
Without the blessing of Xuan Xin, Zhang Han's soul thoughts will also weaken, and the balance will be broken.
The paper house creaked, but luckily it didn't collapse, but it looked like it wouldn't be used a third time.
Song Yan wanted to make a paper man or a shadow puppet to protect him.
But at first glance, it turned out to be empty. It had all been consumed, even the two-headed wolf shadow puppet was gone.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
And at this moment.
The sound of "click, click, click" came.
Cracks appeared on the surface of the Ice Hell Bracelet, and it shattered with a "bang" in the next moment. Song Yan could vaguely hear Zhang Han's voice that seemed to come from the other side.
"Song Yan, you must die a happy death!!!"
Song Yan fell on his back in the paper house courtyard.
‘It’s all gone, even the Ice Hell Bracelet is broken. ’
‘I really don’t know if it’s worth exchanging all the treasures and injuries for Xuanxin. ’
He glanced at Zhang Han's skin bag. Although his soul was gone, there would still be some fragments of cause and effect and wandering thoughts. In this way, he could get a glimpse of the past of this overlord and tycoon and see if he could gain anything.
(End of chapter)