"whispering sound……"

He felt resentment in his heart as if he had been seen through the prank, but he refused to throw the game in his hand easily.

"We are not so easy to break." He said coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered a very bad question again - a mere mortal dared to go against him!

The faint hatred hidden deep in my heart is like a pool of oil. When it is unstoppable, they are peaceful, but as long as they fall into a little bit of Mars, a dazzling fireworks burst out in the blink of an eye.

However, this hatred was hidden inexplicably and could not be found, and the same was true for this belly of nameless fire.

The resentment was rising quietly, and the golden rings plated in his pupils faintly deepened the dazzling killing. He covered one eye with annoyance, his teeth grinding with a crackling sound, and the hatred could not be ground into his stomach by itself.

Gui Yi pinched the spirit with his fingertips, and drew a light and bright talisman in the air. When Yi Chen chased and rushed to the distance and returned to the attack, he pressed the talisman towards the backbone of the puppet. As soon as his attack was deviated, the blood-formed sword in his hand fell into nothing. Yi Chen chased his body against the trend, and the sword slashed forward and returned to the air behind him. He withdrew with one sword and looked at Gui Yi in confusion.

...It seems that it has not been cut...

This time, Gui Yi changed another strategy, attached the talisman to Yi Chen Zhui's sword and chopped it up again.

... Still not...

After trying several times, Yi Chenzhu finally fell back to the embarrassment of fighting Yuanhui head-on. The sharp blade clanging sound was mixed with Yi Chenzhu's question: "What should I do now? Do I have to find my soul..."

But in this vast blood-colored illusion, there was no trace in all directions, and it was under the control of other people's spiritual power. Unless the illusion is broken, how can we find the soul that leads the puppet?

"No need to be so troublesome." Gui Yi said coldly, gritted his teeth, "breaking his spine."

Hearing this, Yi Chen was stunned when he chased with his sword's hand.

But he was stunned and returned to the puppet who was not inferior to his life. He seized the opportunity to approach the attack. Yi Chen could not catch up with him. The sword made the tiger's mouth hurt, and then he was hit by a sword on his shoulder.

"Young Master!"

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The sudden bloody blow caused a burst of evil laughter in the dark and invisible corner. In the spiritual sea that was far away, one of the two flawless mandala flowers was finally dyed with a petal red.

He was still sitting in the position of watching the show, admiring the bloody sea of ​​spirits from afar, glanced at the blood petals of the flowers and said, "Yes, that's it. Your own blood will not dye them red. If you want to take them with you, you can only use their own blood to open the way."

The prisoner's eyes were dissipated for a moment, but a blood mist that seemed to be "suddenly enlightenment" gradually appeared in his pupils.

So you want to use their blood...

The more blood flows, the more red it will dye. To dye to this level, you will probably need to use up all the blood in your body...

——

Yi Chen chased to death and locked his teeth and didn't scream. The blood sword was still pressing on his shoulder, and the cold blood mixed with his passionate blood, causing the wound to feel strange.

"With this now..." Yi Chenzhui endured the severe pain and did not open the blood sword embedded in his skin, but squeezed out these three words from the cracks of his teeth.

Gui Yi understood what he meant, and immediately squeezed the killing force and smashed it down the exposed spine of the puppet.

A sound of broken strings sounded in Kongyou, accompanied by the shattering of the spine of the young man's sac.

He looked at it in the quiet sky, and in a blink of an eye, another evil and evil plot came to his heart. He immediately turned cold to joy and slowly hooked his fingers. He sucked a strand of spiritual silk without knowing it and floated out of the mysterious realm. Following the spiritual connection that had not been completely broken, it floated away from the two boys who were separated from each other.

As long as you still have concerns, this blood-related implication that is already unbreakable and chaotic will not disappear completely.

The spirit of the spirit is just the ruthless boy himself thinks. In fact, the bond that is truly embedded in the soul cannot be cut off by a spiritual blade.

This is actually not much different from the principle of fishing for a long line.

The moment when the prey relaxes its vigilance is the moment when it falls into the predator trap.

——

It is worth noting that the Marshal had played the weird military strategy for decades. Such a deduction idea that was as predictable as a god has always been very accurate. It is worth noting that he was able to accompany two young men with pear blossoms and rain to watch the floating ice scene for half a day in the dangerous situation of the city.

Finally got a flaw for him.

A bloody scene suddenly hit the two boys' sea of ​​consciousness like a bolt from the blue. Their sobs came to an abrupt end, and the glass mirror beads that Jun Han placed in front of them were dyed into blood-colored amber.

Jun Han was so skilled that he was brave enough to let the two children's spiritual roots be checked, and followed the flow and let the evil spirit of complaints lure into the hearts of the two boys.

——

After shattering a spine, Yi Chenzhu finally ended his pain. Finally, the dog slaughtered his tail and raised the blood sword that was almost cut into his bones.

The momentum was rising but it couldn't stabilize. Yi Chen Zhui was almost knocked to the ground by his sword force. Fortunately, Gui Yi was agile and pulled him at a critical moment.

I don’t know how many spiritual silks were holding this young man, but as long as one section was broken, the situation would be relieved a lot - this is the theory!

However, the fact unexpectedly slapped the two of them with big crackling mouths. I don’t know what God is doing today. Looking at the mortal world, I really feel unhappy. I actually put such a strange thing that is as powerful as a cockroach, which seems to have a bit of a big river.

Not only did the puppet boy not have the broken bones and souls that were as they wished, but suddenly a sudden burst of blood and waves of spirit, instantly turning the sea of ​​blood in this strange illusion, and blood blades ran around.

"I've suffered!"

This is awful, without Gui Yi reminding Yi Chen to chase!

But Gui Yi is a sensible person who is the leader in observing the situation. The next sentence reveals the reason for this scary change: "The three of them are connected again."

"..." Yi Chen chased Gui Yi in a hurry to escape, and was hit by the thunder again. He ran away for a long time before he remembered to ask, "What's going on!?"

Speaking of this question, Gui Yi was about to collapse. It felt like his own soul was stomped into dust by something dirty, and he was trampled into pieces.

"His spirit control technique is above me..."

Therefore, the Lingyun ties cut off by Gui Yi were forced to be picked up by the guy with higher skills!

Gui Yi has never been as frustrated as he is now in his life...

"In other words, Yuan Luo and Yuan Qi also fell into that guy's control?"

Gui Yi sighed, "What we should care most about now is that after the three of them are connected to the spiritual aggregates, this guy will be even more difficult to deal with!"

Originally, the spiritual aggregate of only one person was difficult enough, but at this time, there were two more - it was really a blessing that he had fallen into shit while riding a comet, and the mold was so shaking.

——

The blood-blooded flower appeared in the far-flying sight again, standing next to the two mandala flowers, and was also bloody and pure, but it was beyond the turbidity, which attracted the full attention of the far-flying sight in the moment.

He stared at the twin flowers that were missing in one piece. The bloody tears gradually flowed out of the temperature again, and the hot threads that slid across his cheeks into his heart, so as to calm down his anger.

"Hmm?" The second-hand thing wearing the skin of the Master Xuntian seemed to have suddenly tasted something unexpectedly strange, and suddenly felt a headache.

And the two young men who thought they were going to explain today also came back to their senses and found that the situation seemed not so tragic...

"How could this happen!" The second-hand guy who found himself messing up the situation with one hand shouted violently, and his tendons and veins were trembling with anger. He ate a hard mouthful of stealing the chicken but losing the rice.

how so?

Didn’t he keep fooling him to take his partner on the road? Why did he suddenly become stable?

It shouldn't be like this...

He pressed his head with both hands, his eyes wandered around for a while, but he still couldn't calm down.

It is obvious that I spent so much time laying the groundwork for hatred and resentment, why did I calm down in the moment I lost it and gained it again? Could it be that the torture that has been so painful for so long can't even resist this untouchable ties...

His eyes gradually gathered again, and his mind was still in chaos, but in his eyes, the thick blood below his feet gradually generated white mandala flowers.

After being stained with blood for so long, although I was used to the harshness, I still couldn't help but be attracted by a touch of brightness.

After all, compared to the bloody and dirty hell, Jieya's life is more attractive.

His heart gradually calmed down, and the mess in his mind was leisurely relieved.

He fell down and looked at the back of the boy who was staring at the twig flowers in front of him. His heart was touched by some tricks. The blood in his eyes gradually became white. Even the twig flowers that he deliberately dyed blood red were washed into elegant clean by the boy's burning gaze.

"Hmph..." He smiled coldly, raised his hand to cover his whole face, and the white eyes outside the golden black pupils rose up with blood. The extreme of calmness was endless hatred and anger.

What a stubborn little boy...

He thought coldly, and just now, the evil fire that was pressed down by the white ones faintly filled his heart.

Since his good show is ruined, you might as well destroy it together...

The evil fire suddenly exploded, and his palm squeezed back the devastating spiritual power again. The sea of ​​blood poured out from his heart and splashed the white little flower under his feet into a wave of blood.

As soon as he raised his five fingers, the young man's body suddenly stiffened again. A line of clear tears that had finally fallen out was covered with turbid blood in a blink of an eye.

I was stunned when I returned home and subconsciously grabbed my heartstrings.

"Don't do this..." He begged with tears and trembling, but the person who wanted to kill him was not moved by the young man's sorrow.

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To talk about how good fortune can make people...

Yi Chen didn't know about this in the past, but today he has a very profound understanding of it.
Chapter completed!