The Three Worlds

"ah……"

The Yin Blade was in great pain and let out a desperate roar.

And what about Su Chen.

He keeps using words to stimulate the other person.

"Did I lie to you? Don't you know it yourself?"

"Hmph...don't you know how angry Yama Supreme was when we stopped him and sealed him in the barrier at the last moment?"

"Moreover, he even called you a waste!"

"You are a waste who fails to succeed but fails to succeed!"

"You are a complete loser!"

"You are the bastard of the underworld!"

"You are the biggest sinner in the history of the Yinshen clan. Your family, your friends, and your fellow disciples are ashamed of you!"

…

Yin Ren had a splitting headache, struggled wildly, and his consciousness began to become confused.

"No……"

"I'm not a waste!"

"I'm not a loser!"

"I am not a sinner of the Yinshen clan!"

"I have not failed, I have not failed, I...I have let the Yin Dog out!"

The Yin Blade let out a hysterical roar.

"Yin dog?"

Su Chen and Lin Jingyue looked at each other. When they looked away, they stared at Yin Blade coldly.

"Tell me! What is a Yin Dog?"

Lin Jingyue's voice was cold to the bone and she said.

"Haha...it turns out that you are here for Yin Dog!"

Yin Ren's mind was sharp and he immediately discovered the intentions of Su Chen and others.

"I won't tell you. Even if you pry my head open, you won't be able to find any information about Yin Dog!"

A trace of morbid madness appeared on Yin Ren's pale face.

"Did not say?"

Su Chen's eyes were extremely cold, he kicked his left foot, and the entire Taiyin sword coffin flew up.

boom!

There was tumbling sword energy in the sword coffin.

It exploded like a waterfall, impacting directly on Yin Ren's soul.

"Ah... little bastard, I curse your father's tattooed head, which was gouged by a wild dog, and your wife's body, which was raped by a wild boar!"

Yin Ren screamed and cursed.

"fart!"

When Su Chen heard this curse, his eyes were cold.

Go up and punch.

The spirit body of Yin Ren was about to collapse.

"There's no need to get angry with this trash from the Yin Shen clan. Since he has already said 'Yin Dog', let's check it out ourselves."

A cold smile appeared on Lin Jingyue's lips.

With five fingers, he grasped the spirit body of Yin Blade into his hand like a ball of mud.

"Search for souls!"

boom!

An unrivaled torrent invaded Yin Ren's mind.

"Haha... You are actually trying to search for the souls of my Yinshen clan. You are so stupid..."

Yin Ren's face showed deep sarcasm at first.

But suddenly, it seemed to notice something, and its smile completely froze, revealing unimaginable horror.

"No……"

Yin Ren's spirit body seemed to be attacked by an indescribable terrifying force.

Trembling wildly, he collapsed quickly.

And just when it collapsed, there were 'ice-eating insects' that swallowed up wisps of cold breath.

It quickly froze part of his brain.

"Search!"

Lin Jingyue used the 'Yin Dog' as a tracking mark and quickly read through the information records in Yin Ren's brain.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed.

"found it!"

Lin Jingyue's eyes lit up.

With five fingers, he directly extracted this part of the memory from Yin Ren's brain.

Finally, a picture is formed.

In this picture, there is a nine-headed hell dog filled with ghostly resentment.

It was extremely ferocious and its aura was extremely terrifying.

Compared with the ordinary Tribulation Realm Emperor, he is much more fierce.

"This is the nine-headed hell dog of the Yin God Clan. It is at the level of a semi-divine beast. It was the battle pet given to this waste by Yama when he became the ninth apostle."

Lin Jingyue crushed it with her jade hand, and Yin Ren's spirit body completely collapsed.

Roar!

At this time, many war spirits of the Yin Shen clan were still sealed in the Taiyin Sword Coffin. They suddenly noticed something and started roaring hysterically.

Bang bang bang!

Endless aura of death spewed out.

However, just when it was about to explode, it was crushed by a jade finger.

"Hmph... A group of old monsters who have been dead for countless thousands of years are worthy of yelling in front of me, Lin Jingyue?"

Lin Jingyue sneered.

In the blink of an eye, the Sun Sword Qi suddenly fell down, directly crushing and killing all the fighting spirits in the Taiyin Sword Coffin.

In the end, these fighting spirits were all wiped out.

Only a pure mass of origin remains.

"This is the origin of the last remaining holy weapon after the burning of the 'Throne of Yama'. Take it and fuse it with the holy tool 'Gloves of Nirvana' on your body!"

As Lin Jingyue waved her hand, the pure source of the holy weapon flew directly towards Su Chen.

"Great, my 'Nirvana Gloves' originally still needed five fragments to completely restore it, but now that I have the origin of this sacred artifact, after integrating it, it can at least be equivalent to adding one more fragment of the sacred artifact!"

Su Chen's eyes lit up.

With a wave of his hand, the fire of the world rolled in, directly covering the origin of the holy weapon.

"Be careful, refining the origin of this sacred weapon is not an easy task."

Lin Jingyue's expression calmed down and she said.

Although she has erased the will of King Yama from the origin of this sacred weapon, there is still a strong death aura left.

This is the deadly resentment left behind when the ‘Yan Luo Throne’ exploded.

At this moment, this deadly resentment has completely merged with the origin of the holy weapon.

It is like a thorn in the flesh, and it is difficult to remove it completely.

Only when the holy weapon is transformed can it be removed.

"It's okay, I know what to do!"

Su Chen's level of refining is not low.

Naturally, he saw the problem with this group of holy weapon origin at a glance.

However, he didn't care at all.

When the Yin Blade and the ‘Yan Luo Throne’ merged, they were still suppressed by himself.

Now, it's just a group of deadly resentment.

What kind of big waves can it stir up?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Deep in the void, loud noises suddenly came.

"Nine Dragons Refining Heaven Technique, open!"

Su Chen waved his hand, and the spiritual fire surged, turning into a fire dragon, rushing towards this group of holy weapon origin.

"Roar..."

Suddenly, there was a roar that shook the world.

It was shocking and terrifying.

The world was changing wildly, and the mountains and rivers were shaking.

This group of holy artifact origin seemed to break free from its shackles, soared into the sky, and turned into a death star.

Bang!

This death star contained the power of shocking reincarnation, which was extremely terrifying.

"This... Could this be the will of King Yama!"

Xian'er's face changed wildly and she exclaimed.

"No, it's not the will of King Yama, but the resentment born before the fall of the 'Yanluo Throne'."

Lin Jingyue's eyes shrank and she murmured.

The Yama Throne, as one of the ten holy artifacts of the underworld, is a little weaker than the ten holy artifacts of the Canglong Continent, but it is also an extremely terrifying supreme holy artifact.

An existence of this level naturally has spiritual intelligence.

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