Proud Evil God Concubine

Chapter 365 Soul-absorbing Bell ([-])
"Supreme Yuanchen personally led his army into the Nether Sect for the sake of the common people in the world. That battle was earth-shattering, with countless casualties. The strength of the Holy Maiden Lingxue and the Supreme Yuanchen were equal, but at the last moment, the Holy Maiden Lingxue chose to explode her dantian. Later, the Nether Sect also Slowly disappearing from the world..."

Suspicion flashed across Long Qingyue's eyes. It turned out that Liusha Island and Nether Sect had such a past...

It turned out that Shen Ce would do everything possible to find the soul-destroying bell, and it was a perfect match with his soul-enchanting technique.

"Why do you know so clearly about the Nether Sect? How do you know that there are treasures and exercises of Holy Maiden Lingxue here?"

Shen Ce chuckled lightly, but did not answer.Seeing Long Qingyue's eyes on the Dementor Bell, he stretched out his hand, "Let me play with you."

There was a trace of doubt in Long Qingyue's eyes, and she reached out to take the soul-destroying bell. A burst of cold and cool breath came, and Long Qingyue couldn't help shivering.

Gently shaking the soul-destroying bell, a burst of clear and natural bells rang in the room, like flowing water in the mountains.

The girl's quiet and indifferent face is like a green lotus slowly blooming.

The two of them were as quiet as old friends who had known each other for many years. They sat quietly in the room, and the tit-for-tat in the past was completely gone.

Suddenly, Long Qingyue shook her hands, and felt an extremely cold breath coming out of her dantian, flowing into her limbs and bones, and rushing straight to the top of her head.

The Dementor Bell in his hand fell to the ground involuntarily, making a crisp and cold sound.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Ce was startled, his eyes were a little surprised, he put his hand on Long Qingyue's shoulder, a bone-piercing chill came, making people feel like falling into an ice kiln.

She was pale and bit her lips tightly, her expression was quite painful, but she refused to let herself make a sound.

Long Qingyue hugged her chest in pain and curled up on the ground, her consciousness gradually blurred. At this moment, her only feeling was that her body was like an hourglass riddled with holes, and her spiritual power was raging everywhere in her body.

A streak of dark and cold aura burst out from Long Qingyue's dantian, swept out of the body, and rushed around the stone room. Wherever it passed, small holes were poked out of the hard stone wall, and dust flew up...

The temperature in the room dropped suddenly.

Shen Ce quickly summoned the body-protecting qi, retreated quickly, and retreated tens of meters in one breath, what, what's going on?

This breath is too cold, like the breath of death from hell...

At this time, a few mice that sprang out from the corner immediately turned into scorched black bones after smelling the cold breath.

Seeing this surprising and strange scene, no matter how calm Shen Ce was, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise, what kind of aura was that, it was so terrifying!
Silently, it can kill people!

And countless cold air collided with Shen Ce's body and disappeared automatically, as if it had been thrown into the water, it slowly melted away.Shen Ce frowned, looked at himself suspiciously, then looked up at Long Qingyue who was huddled in the corner with a painful face.

After Shen Ce saw that he was immune to the weird yin energy bursting out of her body, he dared to step forward, put his hand on Long Qingyue's pulse, and sensed the chaos in Long Qingyue's body, especially in the dantian. , was filled with a mass of thick and pitch-black gas.

This breath is actually a bit weirder than the breath of the Nether Sect...

In the boundless chaos and darkness, Long Qingyue felt a faint warmth coming, she followed the warmth and threw herself into Shen Ce's arms...

(End of this chapter)