Taikoo Sword Sovereign

Chapter 8 Soul Requiem Bell

"What does your look mean?" Chen Xiaofan frowned after looking at Feng Yaoyao.

Feng Yaoyao blinked and smiled, not daring to explain, and changed the subject: "Brother, have you recovered your strength?"

"No."

Chen Xiaofan paused for a moment, not being able to tell the truth, and said again: "Are you sure you want to intervene in today's matter?"

"Of course." Feng Yaoyao's tone was affirmative, and her beautiful eyes instantly became pitiful: "Brother, my hands are covered with blood, you can't abandon me."

Chen Xiaofan ignored her as a demon, got up and said: "Then you go back, keep an eye on Chu Tong, and I will notify you when I make a move."

"Brother, don't worry, there will be no mistakes for the younger sister." Feng Yaoyao was overjoyed, and when she turned to leave, she turned around and asked, "Brother by the way, what are we going to do?"

Chen Xiaofan's body was hot and hot, knowing that the power of evil effect had started, it was too late to explain, so he waved his hands and went straight to the depths of Xuanyin Cave, saying: "I will explain to you tomorrow."

"Forehead!"

Feng Yaoyao watched Chen Xiaofan step straight into the depths of the Xuanyin Cave, her beautiful eyes widened, and she covered her mouth with her hands: "You actually entered the Xuanyin Cave, senior brother is indeed a senior brother... so strong!"

Suddenly she thought, could it be that the brother's recovery has something to do with entering the Xuan Yin Cave?Then this must be the brother's secret, but he has nothing to hide from me... The brother actually trusts me so much!

Feng Yaoyao waved her pink fist and went back happily.

inside the cave.

Chen Xiaofan only felt that the fire was burning his body. He walked all the way to the end, and even felt a little relieved when he approached the edge of the knife pit, but even so he still felt hot.

"It's too impulsive to deprive eleven people of their fate at once."

The evil consequences this time are obviously more ferocious than before, if he is not in the Xuanyin Cave, he will undoubtedly die.

"But the harvest is also significant." Leaving the lesson behind, sitting cross-legged and immersed in the harvest.

The fate of eleven people is richer than all his previous gains combined.

According to the statistics, this time alone, as many as seven martial souls were deprived, including ordinary grades and rare grades. In the end, after all of them were fused with Chen Xiaofan's martial souls, his martial souls broke through to the rare and top-grade stage in one fell swoop.

From the beginning of rarity, Martial Soul is not only divided into the upper, middle and lower ranks, but there is an extra top rank above the top rank, which belongs to the existence of no one in ten thousand.

As for the fate of the remaining four, two of them were deprived of ten years of life. Life is something invisible and intangible, and Chen Xiaofan was still young, so he was most dissatisfied with this.

The last two deprivations were one exercise and two years of cultivation.

The skills are very common, and there is not much change after the fusion.

As for the two years of cultivation, it was no surprise that Chen Xiaofan's cultivation made a breakthrough again, and he was promoted to the sixth level of foundation building.

"The power of the evil results of eleven people must trigger the third sutra washing and marrow cutting this time."

Chen Xiaofan was heartbroken, after washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow this time, he might recover his peerless martial spirit, and as long as he has a peerless martial spirit, he will not be far away from returning to the peak.

"There is still an opportunity right now." After sorting out the harvest this time, he quickly opened his eyes and looked at the bell in the knife pit.

He didn't dare to touch the black knife, he didn't even dare to think about it, there was no way, it was born to be cowardly.

But he is greedy for the bell next to him.

"I am now plagued by the consequences of eleven people. If one person counts as one hour, I have at least eleven hours to stay here."

Chen Xiaofan stood up, looking at Ling Dang with the determination to win.

But soon he hesitated again.

"It's easy to go down, how to go up."

The ropes and the like here are all whimsical. In the extremely cold environment, everything except him, Chen Xiaofan, will be frozen here. After going down, he has to rely on himself to get up.

And the knife pit is six meters deep, even if he has the cultivation base of the sixth level of foundation building, it is wishful thinking to jump six meters high.

Looking at the four walls of the knife pit, the ice layer is so thick and smooth that it is impossible to climb.

"It seems that I can only take something to cushion."

Soon Chen Xiaofan's eyes lit up, and he went out to carry the corpse.

The eleven corpses this time, together with the previous five, made a total of sixteen corpses thrown into the bottom of the pit by him, and in the blink of an eye, these corpses were all frozen, and piled together like a high platform.

After feeling that he could stand firmly on the ground, he jumped into the pit.

As soon as he landed, looking at the black knife so close at hand, Chen Xiaofan felt a bone-deep chill hit his face.

Even if there are eleven people in his body who are entangled in evil results, they can't resist the invasion of this chill.

"No wonder even the peerless giant is planted here, this knife is too evil."

Feeling terrified, Chen Xiaofan didn't dare to have other thoughts under the sense of danger that if he stayed a little longer, he jumped back to the knife pit as if fleeing for his life after picking up the bell.

The sense of crisis disappeared immediately after he got out of the knife pit. He let out a breath, and took another look at the dark and deep black knife. He became more and more curious about how this knife came from, and what kind of person can forge this weapon.

Or, this is not forged by humans at all, but a divine sword conceived by heaven and earth?

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me."

Shaking his head, Chen Xiaofan looked at the bell in his hand.

This panacea is cold to the touch, as light as paper, and its whole body is silver-white in color, with dense and mysterious patterns imprinted on its surface.

And on the inside of the bell, there are two ancient characters engraved: "Suppressing the soul."

Chen Xiaofan frowned first, then narrowed his eyes quickly: "Could it be the peerless treasure from 300 years ago, the soul-suppressing bell?"

It is rumored that the soul-suppressing bell was specially used to kill spirits. When the bell rang, ordinary people's spirits would shake uncontrollably, but those who were targeted by the ringing would have their spirits and souls shattered, and they would die immediately.

"It's really a baby..."

Accompanied by such a ruthless and exotic treasure, it is undoubtedly an extra big hole card.

"But this thing is not easy to control." Chen Xiaofan frowned, the peerless treasure has great requirements on the user's strength, and with Chen Xiaofan's current strength, he couldn't exert the power that the soul-suppressing bell should have.

Suddenly, his eyes shifted to the seven frozen figures under the pit, and another thought came to him.

"I almost forgot, normal corpses can take away fate, so can these seven people also take away..."

These are all peerless giants with a cultivation base as high as the sky. If you are lucky and deprive yourself of a thousand years of cultivation base at once, how can you use this bell?
More importantly, wouldn't Bai Ling'er, the Great Elder and the like be easily killed? !

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaofan's heart beat violently.

Even, if he deprived all the cultivation bases of these seven people, and combined the strength of the seven people into one body, wouldn't he become number one in the world?
What's more, after he has such strength, is it possible for him to keep this black knife for himself? !
None of this is impossible.

Chen Xiaofan's breathing was a little short.

Chance, fortune, this is a great fortune!

"Go down and try!"

There seemed to be flames burning in his eyes, even the fear brought by the black knife just now could not extinguish his current flame of greed.

Without hesitation, he jumped down again, approaching the outermost frozen figure, took a deep breath, and lowered his big hand towards the opponent's head.

"Fate, deprive!"

(End of this chapter)