Overriding the Heaven Chapter 1648: Yin Cao Ling Ling

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The firelight draws out an arc of thousands of feet.

There are no violent explosions, no violent fluctuations, and no sea of ​​fire.

It's like a sharp knife cut through the skin.

The sky was cut out at once, as if it had been cut silently.

Three shivering figures appeared behind this opening.

Each one is an earth element realm.

But they are all wearing the robes of the Tianya Sect disciple.

The only difference is that on their robe, there is a mark belonging to the Ziwei Gate.

And below each imprint, there is a small embroidery mark.

This embroidered mark, Chu Yan remembered that he had seen the same one on the body of General Yunxiao.

"It's...you..."

Spit out a faint sentence.

Although it is intermittent, at this moment, it feels as if dark clouds are pressing on the top and the city is full of wind and snow.

One of the Earth Realm still tried to say something, but his lips just moved, and the sound did not even come out. The flame of Zhanyan burned him into a torch.

Next, the other two cannot escape the same fate.

Except for a palm-sized leaf-shaped magic weapon glowing with emerald light, the three people's body, robe, flying sword, and storage bag were all burned clean.

When the leaf-shaped magic weapon was sucked into Chu Yan's hands, the black in his eyes quickly receded, and the original clarity was restored.

With a sigh of relief, Chu Yan looked at the flying ashes being lifted by the sea breeze at this moment, and shook his head: "A group of three, they must have crape myrtle cannons on their bodies. More extravagant?"

After a while, he heard a faint voice from the sea of ​​knowledge: "You have...I...and you want...other...what..."

"You can't rely on it." Chu Yan shook his head and turned to look at handsome and Tangtang who were flying towards him.

At this moment, the handsome, full-fledged man, is lying comfortably on Tangtang’s back with his belly up.

The imposing mirage white tiger, carrying this little white pig, flew quickly in the air.

At this time, Chu Yan discovered that Tangtang was flying faster than he thought.

Even if it's not as good as the chessboard of heaven and earth, it doesn't seem to be much worse.

It seems that during the time he was absent, this little tiger did not improve.

After flying over, Tangtang swooped into Chu Yan's arms.

Jingjun threw a storage bag under him to Chu Yan.

This is what Chu Yan told it before. People can eat it, and the magic weapon for storage must be kept.

"Heaven's state of mind is so delicious, how can it be so delicious." The handsomeness was still not exhausted, and at the same time he winked at Chu Yan with a hint.

"You said that the heavenly state of mind is delicious, don't worry about that state of mind. The meat is too woody and not delicious." Chu Yan naturally understood its meaning and said at the moment.

"No matter what, I swallow it in one bite." Handsome argued for reasons.

While speaking, it didn't know if it had thought of the three primordial realms that had just been burned to ashes by a fire, and there was another burst of saliva in its mouth.

Chu Yan didn't pay attention to it anymore, and turned his attention to the storage bag in his hand.

Golden Bamboo Shadow’s storage bags are prohibited.

However, Chu Yan swept away this prohibition, and then went in unscrupulously.

There are not many good things in the Jinzhuying storage bag.

The treasures at the bottom of the box, the red dragon whip and the wild demon Tianzhu, were snatched by Chu Yan last time.

This time, it seems that there is no time to replenish.

"All energy is used to improve the realm." Chu Yan murmured, and Jin Zhuying's crab-claw-like arm appeared in his mind at the same time.

After that arm was cut and flew out by Chu Yan, it was snatched into his mouth by handsome.

At that time, handsome had finished eating that arm before going to squat in Jinzhuying.

When Jin Zhuying first saw the handsome, I’m afraid I couldn’t think of it. The other person’s mouth still had his smell...

In the storage bag, turned it over for a while.

Just when Chu Yan had no expectations, suddenly his eyes were attracted by one of the purple-gold rattles.

The rattle doesn't seem to be peculiar in itself.

But Chu Yan smelled a smell of death on the bell.

Speaking of the smell of dead people, it's actually not accurate.

To describe it in more vivid words, it was this magic weapon that made Chu Yan feel gloomy and cold.

With this feeling, Chu Yan only had similar memories when he came into contact with ghost objects.

"What is this thing?" Chu Yan took out the rattle.

The rattle starts with a small amount, which is lighter than it looks.

The texture engraved on the surface is so fine that even when you look closely, you can’t see the texture. Only with your fingertips can you feel the slightest strangeness.

When Chu Yan used his spiritual sense to investigate, he was taken aback.

There is a space in this rattle.

And this space is not a kind of space like "storage space", it is a void environment that makes people feel cold all over the body, and the hair is standing upright.

At this moment, Chu Yan saw several human figures condensed from light.

These human figures are all chained to the tattered wooden stakes, looking very eerie and weird.

In these figures, Chu Yan even saw two familiar faces: Ke Yu and Pan Mengchen.

The two of them, obviously can't be called humans at this time, their eyes are blank, their expressions are dull, and they are chained to the stakes.

"This is... the soul..."

The voice of the person behind the gate of **** suddenly sounded at this moment.

"Soul?" Chu Yan condensed his eyes, and immediately looked at Ke Yu and Pan Mengchen.

The two human figures are all condensed into light, but at this time the light is relatively dim, like a gleam of fireflies, as if it can be blown away in one breath.

And Chu Yan took a closer look and suddenly discovered that Pan Mengchen's head was actually separated from his body.

At this moment, there is a gap about the size of a piece of paper between her head and neck.

"Is this the cause of her death?" Chu Yan secretly asked.

However, he didn't struggle with this issue for a long time.

Soon his attention returned to the words just said by the man behind the gate of hell.

"These are souls, then do you mean that this rattle can imprison people's souls?" Chu Yan asked.

When he looked through the book that introduced the ghost way before, he had learned some information in it.

Although Ghost Dao drives ghosts and practice methods are evil, Ghost Dao also believes that the soul is the most difficult thing to control.

Only extremely clever and special methods can imprison human souls.

To do this, only monks who are extremely powerful in the practice of ghosts.

Compared to the souls of ordinary people, the souls of monks are much stronger, and it is naturally harder to get trapped like this.

But at this moment, Chu Yan's reaction behind the gate of **** made Chu Yan feel strange.

In the past, if Chu Yan asked questions, the other party had only two reactions: answering or pretending not to hear.

But this time, the other party didn't seem to care about his words at all, but was talking to himself over there.