Dark green blood gushed out and fell on the Vientiane bell below.

Sang Luo looked at him coldly, raised his hand and pulled out the sword stuck in his chest,
"It's smart to be able to use the natural breath of heaven and earth for your own use, but it's a pity...it's too bad!"

She has studied the method of reversal left by her master, and she can see that Yan Yunzi's formula is quite similar to the method of reversal. It's a pity that this Yan Yunzi is too lazy to take a step forward, but to become stronger quickly and connect his flesh and blood with the source of the secret realm. With this trouble-free method, he is naturally vulnerable!
"You are really...very annoying!"

Yan Yunzi's eyes gradually turned crimson, and the wooden staff in his hand disappeared into ashes.
"Since I can't live, let's die together!"

In his whole life, he hated others to say that he was bad!
That's what Master was like back then, so he designed to poison Master so that he would miss the Dao in this life!
Those who laughed at him also let him beheaded here.

Now, the boat capsized in the gutter and was lost in the hands of a junior.

But it doesn't matter, he can drag her to die together!

But just before he was about to blew his soul, Chu Yanshu suddenly appeared behind Yan Yunzi, with the breath of soul in his hand, spreading in all directions, locking his soul completely.

"Want to explode your soul?"

The young man snorted and laughed, the corners of his dark black clothes were lifted by the bloody aura, his eyes were full of disdain,

"Are you worthy?"

After mutilating so many arrogances of the same generation, for the sake of spiritual power, they used all means to refine the holy artifact of the spiritual path, such as the Vientiane Spirit Bell, into a blood artifact, and want to drag them to die together?

"The Vientiane Spirit Bell loves all things. It perceives your impure heart and blood, and keeps you here to transform you, but what about you?"

Chu Yanshu's voice was full of coldness, and when he raised his hand, he trapped Yan Yunzi's remnant soul in his hand, and burned it with a ghostly fire.
"But you don't know how to repent, and you commit murder again. Such crimes deserve to fall into hell forever and cannot be reborn!"

Sang Luo saw the source of Yan Yunzi's spiritual power, and Chu Yanshu, who was proficient in the art of reversal, naturally also noticed this.

Therefore, the moment the long sword in Sang Luo's hand pierced Yan Yunzi's heart, he appeared behind him, ready to clean up the mess.

Yan Yunzi's shrill screams were eventually annihilated under the Netherfire, and with Yan Yunzi's death, there were bursts of mournful cries from the Vientiane Spirit Bell.

Sang fell to the ground, looked at Chu Yanshu,

"Can this evil spirit of blood be resolved?"

It's a pity that a good spiritual weapon that protects the world is so humiliated by Yan Yunzi.

It seems that the Vientiane Spirit Bell has already given birth to a bell spirit.

Chu Yanshu looked at the Vientiane Spirit Bell buried deep in the ground, raised his hands and formed a seal,
"I'll try, it should work."

A part of the spiritual arts that Zhuoqing passed on to him could dispel the evil spirit of blood and use it for his own use.

The evil blood aura on the Vientiane Spirit Bell is actually nothing compared to those in the land of Heihe.

Finally, at the moment when Yan Yunzi disappeared, Su Ruowan let go of Song Qingyun.

But for some reason, there was some uneasiness in her heart.

The moment the breath of soul in Chu Yanshu's hand touched the Vientiane Spirit Bell, the traces of bloody aura dissipated with the operation of his exercises, but at this moment, he felt a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations under the spirit bell——

The sound of the dragon's chant came through the Vientiane Spirit Bell, Chu Yanshu's expression changed instantly, he grabbed Sang Luo who was beside him,
"It's dangerous, go!"

The third update~

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