Invincible Powers Chapter 129: The boy in black

The glow of the white paper fan surprised Yu Yuan.

On the white paper, there are four conspicuous black ancient characters of "Huiji will hurt", like a dark deep pool, as if it can drag a person's soul into it.

Zhan Tianxiang next to him noticed the light of the white paper fan and looked curiously.

Only glanced at it.

Zhan Tianxiang closed his eyes in shock, and said in a low voice, "Yu Yuan, what's the matter with your fan?"

His pupils felt tingling at this moment, as if pierced by steel needles.

As for Yu Yuan, staring at the white paper fan and the four black ancient characters on the white paper fan, naturally there was no damage at all.

"Could it be that after I use it to practice Huiji soul training again and again, it can only echo with my soul?" Yu Yuan was secretly surprised, "Except for me, even if other people just look at it , will feel uncomfortable?"

"Yu Yuan!"

At this moment, someone else saw the wonder of that white paper fan.

Li Yu held the "sacrificing soul ball" and came back to Yu Yuan from the ruins.

Li Yu's eyes showed a different kind of expression, "You fan has a wonderful soul wave."

He pointed to the four simple black characters on the white paper "Huiji will hurt", and said in surprise: "These four characters seem to be absorbing something?"

"That's right." Li Yuchan, who was in the distance, responded coldly.

These words can only be heard in Yu Yuanxin Lake, but no one else can hear them.

Li Yu was holding a sacrificial soul ball, and Li Yuchan had just been promoted to the Yin God. The two people's sense of smell for the soul far surpassed other people present.

"Strange..."

Yu Yuan, who was holding the white paper fan, murmured in his heart, because as the owner of the paper fan, he was not able to sense any abnormal movement from the four black ancient characters.

"I'll help you to see."

Li Yu threw the soul sacrificial ball.

The soul sacrificial ball hangs above the heads of the two of them.

The light shines on the ruins of the palace.

Seeing, there is a dilapidated dark yellow wall, painted with ghostly symbols, twisting and winding strange lines, twisting for a while like a living thing, and suddenly flying out with a "swoosh".

Flying into the white paper fan, the four dark and conspicuous four ancient characters.

There are also gray and white ancient stone pillars engraved with patterns of unknown monsters and strange souls. They also seem to be given life suddenly, breaking free from the shackles of the stone pillars, and roaring towards Yu Yuan.

After a flash, the four black ancient characters "Huiji will be hurt" entered.

On the cold stone ground, some talisman and seal patterns are engraved, as if they have transformed into tiny little people, lively and cheerful, drilling into the four black ancient characters.

This scene was specially presented to Yu Yuan by Li Yu through the Soul Sacrifice Ball.

Yu Yuan was dumbfounded.

What secret is hidden in that white paper fan obtained from Lingbaozhai of the Zhao family?

Why is it that in the depths of the forbidden area, in this palace that has been reduced to ruins, it is possible to attract those unseen strange objects to actively rush into it?

"It makes me feel unbelievable." Li Yu took a deep breath, and the soul sacrificial ball fell into his palm. Curiously, he looked at the white paper fan, looked deeply at the four black ancient characters, and said : "It's not a soul that poured into those four words, but just..."

Frowning, Li Yu thought about it and organized his words, "It's an idea, a leftover memory, a residual emotion that doesn't want to dissipate."

Zhan Tianxiang next to him also saw the wonder, but he couldn't comprehend what he wanted to convey.

Yu Yuan understood in an instant.

What escaped into those four ancient black characters was like flashes of memory imprinted in the soul of the earth, or some kind of inherited knowledge that only had words, or the sadness like a fan.

There is no aggressiveness, no self-awareness, and no accumulated soul power.

"Poof!"

A tester from the Yan family suddenly spewed blood from his neck.

"Yan Tong!"

Yan Lu roared, and immediately called out the so-called soul-dividing stick, and rushed over immediately.

Behind the tester known as Yan Tong, at some time, a faint and small figure appeared.

That short figure blended into Yan Tong's shadow, and it was not until Yan Tong's death that the short figure was discovered.

Before, neither Li Yu, who was holding the Soul Sacrifice Ball, nor Li Yuchan, who had cultivated to the Yin God Realm, could not notice it.

Even, Yu Yuan, who was recognized by the soul of the sword, couldn't sense the slightest.

Whoa!

The soul-dividing stick intertwined with golden and silver rays of light shot towards the short figure like a flash of electricity.

Yan Tong's body moved quietly.

The soul splitting stick immediately pierced Yan Tong's chest, pierced through his chest, and flew out from his back.

Yan Tong's body just fell to the ground.

The short figure stood on top of Yan Tong's body, in a pool of blood.

It is a boy in black.

The boy in black looks like a teenager, his face is blurred, illusory and unreal.

Strands of black and gray soul thoughts flew straight out from Yan Tong's body, mixed with his blood, and condensed into another Yan Tong right in front of the boy in black.

Then, another Yan Tong suddenly blended into the boy in black.

The originally vague and unreal boy in black squirmed and changed rapidly. In a very short time, he turned into Yan Tong's appearance.

Just looking at it, it looks like he is ten years younger, like Yan Tong when he was a child.

Everyone knows that he is not Yan Tong.

"When!"

The black-clothed boy tapped lightly, the soul-dividing stick that remained motionless for some reason.

The golden and silver patterns engraved on the soul splitting stick suddenly became extremely bright.

Some kind of new array, pattern, seems to be rearranged in an instant.

In the palm of the black-clothed boy, he gently held the soul-split stick, which seemed to be cheering, as if welcoming its former master.

Yan Lu's face was pale, and he looked at the boy in black, "It, it, it used to be yours?"

The boy in black smiled happily and nodded slowly, as if praising his cleverness.

"Yu Yuan!"

There are a lot of people, at this moment, Qi Qi looks at it.

The black-clothed boy who appeared inexplicably was clearly not a kind person. He beheaded Yan Tong as soon as he appeared. As a law enforcement officer of the forbidden area, why didn't Yu Yuan, who had killed many evil spirits and foreign objects, do it?

After everyone shouted, the boy in black also looked over with a teasing smile on his face.

Looking at Yu Yuan.

"Sister Li, he belongs to you." Yu Yuan said suddenly.

"Why?" Li Yuchan was puzzled.

"He, the sword soul fused with me, has no malicious intentions in the restriction of the world." Yu Yuan felt inexplicable, because there was no burning sensation in his arm, he could not communicate with the sword soul, and let the restriction of heaven and earth respond, blasting him to death in front of him. Appearing suddenly, the boy in black who can't even tell the difference between real flesh and blood, or a soul.

The black-clothed boy held the soul-dividing stick and slowly squeezed it tightly.

Countless dim lights shot out from his palm, as if the array and restraint power engraved by the Yan family brand were forcibly shaken out by his washing and washing.

Among them, there is also Yan Lu's energy, blood, and essence poured into it day and night.

He smiled and looked at Yan Lu.

In the corner of Yan Lu's eyes, there were two lines of blood, which slid down his cheeks like little snakes.

The blood line like a snake, like a knife blade, where it passed, Yan Lu's face was torn apart by Xuelinlin.

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