Jiugai Dragon Song

Wen Xingzhou stood outside the spirit-swallowing formation and stared at Jun Xiangruo, watching his spiritual power being drawn away bit by bit.

At that time, there was a muffled thunder outside!The sound of the house collapsing followed, it was deafening!

The ground under Wen Xingzhou's feet shook, "What's going on?"

"Zong... Sovereign! Someone broke in!!" Several disciples of the Defeating Soul Sect rushed into the hall in a panic and knelt on the ground.

——Their "sovereign" was referring to Wen Xingzhou.

"Who is it?" Wen Xingzhou walked out impatiently.

But seeing the smoke and dust outside, the ground in front was actually split open a big crack!Roll for a few miles.

None of the surrounding buildings were spared and collapsed into ruins.

Many disciples were so frightened that they sat on the ground, their legs were too weak to stand up.

Someone forcibly split the hundred-year barrier of the Defeated Soul Sect! !

who is it!

A powerful coercion swept over!It was so heavy that Wen Xingzhou couldn't move.

A slender black shadow stepped out of the smoke.

"I said it." Han Yunshen's gaze was deeper than the snow on Wuya Peak, and his voice was as cold as Bingquan, "Don't let me see you again."

Familiar fear wrapped Wen Xingzhou tightly.The last time I saw him, the near-death despair was several times more terrifying than the torment of the devil energy.

The man in front of him walked slowly towards him, exuding a murderous intent, like a Shura who came from Abi Hell.

"It's you!" Wen Xingzhou wanted to back up but couldn't move.Every step Han Yunshen took seemed to be stepping on his heart, and every movement made his liver and gallbladder burst.

Han Yunshen raised his hand.

"What are you going to do!" His voice was outrageously sharp.

The darkness spread from Wen Xingzhou's back with fine lightning, wrapping his whole body inside.

"No, no, no!!" Wen Xingzhou's voice was begging for mercy, and he was drowned in the darkness with him.

Seeing this, the disciples around him scattered and fled in fright.

The surroundings of Wen Xingzhou were instantly dark, so quiet that he could hear his heart beating wildly.The strong killing intent made him shiver all over.

This is where!What's this!

He vaguely felt that there were people moving around in the darkness.

Wen Xingzhou's tense nerves were shaking.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" He held the jade sword and waved it wildly like Po Xiaotian.

His body began to protrude densely like knives, deep bone wounds were visible, and his whole body ached.

"Where are you!" His eyes were red, and he continued to chop. There were more and more wounds on his body, and the blood mixed with sweat wet his clothes. "Come out!"

The only response to him was his own violent panting and rapid heartbeat.

Those cuts made him feel as if he had been lingering.

Looking back, no one in this world had ever exuded such a strong killing intent towards him.

The world has always been kind to him.

The Mozun asked for something from him, no matter how much he hated him, he never showed any killing intent.

Even if he went too far, his senior brother never really wanted to kill him, and always pampered him.

But Han Yunshen was different.

"Here." A deep voice rang in his ear.

Wen Xingzhou's hair stood up all over his body, his face changed, and he slashed backwards recklessly. He was full of strength, but he just slashed into the air. He almost fell down with the sword because of too much force.

At that time, his shoulders will be severed by a sharp blade!Blood splattered everywhere!He cried out in pain.

He held the sword and slashed across it, but there was still nothing.

This time, Jian Feng cut off his foot.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

He fell to the ground, supporting his body with the sword, with wounds all over his body.

It hurts so much.

Never had it hurt so much.

"Please! Let me go!" Wen Xingzhou cried, and couldn't help it anymore.

A low chuckle came from the darkness.

After Han Yunshen wrapped Wen Xingzhou with the dark sphere, he walked straight towards the main hall.

Chi You's Eternal Night.

This style was inherited by Han Yunshen in a cave.

Can be controlled with consciousness.

All the attacks made by the trapped person inside will be reflected on themselves.

He was now worried that if Jun Xiangruo didn't have time to clean up Wen Xingzhou, it would be best to use this to deal with him.

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Jun Xiangruo who was trapped in the formation and fell to the ground.

"Jun Xiangruo!" His heart was beating wildly.

The powerful spirit-swallowing array is still running at high speed, and the powerful spiritual field is difficult for people to approach.

Regardless of the severe pain, Han Yunshen tore off the talisman!

The golden light of the formation instantly dimmed, and the compelling spiritual field disappeared without a trace.

His hands were smoking and bloody.

He hugged Jun Xiangruo horizontally, his hands were shaking violently, "You'll be fine... you'll be fine..."

He leaned over and kissed the forehead of the person in his arms lightly.

In the haze, Jun Xiangruo seemed to be aware of something, and called him in a low voice, "Han Yunshen."

Han Yunshen's heart twitched, "I'm here."

midnight.

"Bang!" Jiang Hanmo's door was violently kicked open.He sat up in a dream for a moment, pulled the quilt on his chest and looked towards the door.

He was so frightened by that sound that his heart almost jumped out, and he got up very angry, "Are you trying to scare me to death and inherit my handsomeness!"

Han Yunshen's expression was about to eat people, "Save people!"

Jiang Hanmo looked at the person in his arms, "What are you doing every day!"

He made the bed while cursing.

Han Yun glanced at the bed with deep disgust, "You've slept through it."

Jiang Hanmo was going to die of anger, "Can't save people!"

When Han Yunshen left, the darkness surrounding Wen Xingzhou faded away, and he lay on the ground covered in cuts and bruises, with blood dripping all over his body, he gasped in horror, his body was already numb from the pain.

Han Yunshen did not kill him in the end.

"He's still alive." The Demon Lord's voice sounded beside him.

Wen Xingzhou looked at Chen Yanzhao who was looking down at him, and begged as if grabbing at a straw, "Help me."

"Save you?" Mozun laughed, "I wanted to kill you so many years ago."

Wen Xingzhou "I saved you! I saved you! You actually want to kill me!"

Mozun was unmoved, and still looked at him maliciously.

Chen Yanzhao was very disgusted with this person, if he didn't need the rainbow to hide his body, he didn't want to be with this kind of bastard at all.

He had wanted to kill this man for a long time, but the cause and effect had already been settled, so he could only fulfill his promise.

But now...

"What are you going to do!" Wen Xingzhou felt the obvious killing intent, realized something, and suddenly felt cold all over his body.

"Things of a kind flock together, and people are divided into groups." The Demon Lord sneered and took out a teleportation array, "I think the beasts in the back cliff of my Heavenly Demon Palace can just be your company."

Wen Xingzhou's eyes widened immediately, "Stop!"

Who doesn't know that there are thousands of low-level monsters and ghosts lingering in the Huihui Cliff of the Tianmo Palace, greedy, dirty, ugly, and bloodthirsty.

"Have you forgotten who gave you a place to stay and supplies? You ungrateful villain!" Wen Xingzhou yelled wildly.

Mozun seemed to have heard a big joke, "What right do you have to say about me?"

"Don't, don't..." Wen Xingzhou looked at the teleportation array that was gradually approaching him, and dragged his body with broken legs with one hand on the ground, trying to crawl away, dragging long bloodstains on the ground, But to no avail.

The light from the teleportation array swallowed him in.

"what!!!!"

Huo Qingyun died, her apprentice just happened to be able to pay off her debt.

Jiang Hanmo felt Jun Xiangruo's pulse, his expression solemn.

"How?" Han Yun looked at his expression deeply, his heart ached.

Jiang Hanmo did not answer, but instead said: "Do you remember that I mentioned to you that there is a chronic poison in his body?"

Han Yunshen always remembered this incident, but at that time Jun Xiangruo told him that it was because of medical treatment when he was a child that he fell behind.

"This poison is called 'Soul Scattering Gu'. It is a poison planted on the soul, so it is very secretive. It needs the 'Spirit Swallowing Formation' to cause the soul to vibrate to trigger it. Now that it has been triggered, I only discovered it."

"Will... how?"

"As the name suggests, the soul flies away."

There was a buzzing in Han Yunshen's head, his eyes turned black, his body felt cold, and he could no longer hear what Jiang Hanmo said.

Soul flies away.

Four words kept lingering in his mind.

Jiang Hanmo continued, "I've never seen this poison live before. It is said in "Yao Shi Ji" that the poison planted on the soul is extremely painful, and people can bear it. Many people died of pain when planting the poison It’s gone, basically it won’t play the role of soul flying away, I always thought it only existed in legends.”

"Do you have a solution?" Han Yunshen's voice was extremely hoarse, and he looked at him with red eyes.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Hanmo hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head slightly.

It can't be cured.

Even Dan Sheng, who is unrivaled in the world in medical skills, can't cure it.

Wen Xingzhou appeared in the darkness, with strong winds raging, surrounded by screaming and howling monsters and ghosts, and a rotten stench came over his face.

The monster is transformed by demonic energy, and has human facial features, but it is scattered messily on the face, not in a normal arrangement, the face is distorted, the skin is festered, there is no mouth, and the fangs are exposed.

After Wen Xingzhou became demonic, he naturally carried demonic energy on his body, and demonic energy was the favorite food of these low-level monsters, which was why they lingered near the Heavenly Demon Palace.

They discovered his existence, and immediately laughed shrilly, the sound was like a sharp object scratching back and forth on the metal.

Thousands of monsters rushed towards him, gnawing at his wound.

"Don't come over!" Wen Xingzhou screamed in pain.

The cultivation of these monsters is not high, and their lethality is extremely low.

The speed at which Wen Xingzhou was injured could not keep up with the speed at which he could heal as a monk.

He can only live rather than die.

"Kill me, kill me," his sword fell on the defeated soul sect, his space capsule was taken away by the Demon Lord, he couldn't kill himself, "Let me die!"

The screams were drowned in the ferocious laughter of thousands of monsters, echoing at the bottom of the turning back cliff.

I don't know how long it took.

Wen Xingzhou was already numb, and he didn't struggle anymore.

In a daze, he saw a person kneeling on the snowy ground in Wuya Peak, leaning over to look at him, rubbing his aching cheek, saying in a soft voice, let's go back.

Wen Xingzhou shook his unbroken right hand and tried to pull him.

Brother.

Brother.

Brother, help me.

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