Chapter Seventy-Eight: Imperial Soul Cuiling (I)
A fatal blow, the idiom Fan didn't seem to have done this before, but now it seems that he has decided that he will not let him go.
The aura of the palm of his hand was as violent as a sword.
Feel all this, feel all this, and want more than all this.
It's just that all of this can't make Fengsang get his wish!
"Whew!"
Only for a moment, only for a moment, the whiter hands were already full of bright red, and there was a burst of bloody smell from the first station.
"Whew!"
The blood in the mouth mixed with the broken internal organs unceremoniously buckled out, and it couldn't be stopped. It was this mouthful of blood that came out of his mouth, and it was Fengsang who stepped into the Ghost Gate Pass with half a foot, and now he was completely sent into the Ghost Gate Pass by Idiom Fan.
"You ......"
"What are you, you fart!" "Seeing that his "life-seeking scythe" actually gave him the strength to speak, "I think you can go with peace of mind," There was not only a hint of a sly smile on his face, but also the appearance of a villain, "Your family, especially the beautiful wife ......" said this, Journey to the West Fu'an had already seen Feng Sang's face change suddenly!
Oh, and I really have a wife. This surprised Fan with his idioms.
"Your wife, I'll take good care of it, make me a concubine or something, or ......" Before the words fell, it seemed that Feng Sang, who had returned to the light, used all his last strength, but halfway through, he felt that something in his body was firmly grasped by Idiom Fan.
"Hey, hey, brother, it's easy to go all the way!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
The thing in the body that was caught was forcibly crushed by Idiom Fan with his own strength in an instant, and even unceremoniously used the Red Lotus Sin Karmic Flame, burning it in the body and turning it into ashes.
The Red Lotus Sin's karma is not over, and it keeps burning until the soul of Fengsang is burned to the ground.
He will know that even if a strong person like Feng Sang loses his body, as long as the three souls and seven spirits are still there, he can find a suitable body to resurrect.
As the saying goes: the grass does not come out of the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. Therefore, Fan doesn't want such a thing to happen to him.
......
In the camp, Fengsang's rebellion is over. With the death of Feng Sang, those helpless yin qi things were also like losing their "guides", their strength was greatly reduced, and most of them were wiped out by the people of the snake soul ghost king tribe. Only two Yin Qi Objects were left, because they still had to interrogate these two Yin Qi Things, where did Feng Sang learn such Yin and evil techniques.
Yin Qi Thing Swallowing Yin Qi Thing, this kind of evil art has been banned for hundreds of years or even thousands of years, but I didn't expect that today on this Soul Island, it will actually reappear in the rivers and lakes.
However, I didn't have to be busy interrogating these two Yin Qi things first, so let's deal with the affairs on Soul Island first.
After all, if you don't have the Soul Bell now, you will be eliminated. Once eliminated, this quasi-teacher Hu will be considered a failure. And the idiom Fan has no chance or time to start over.
Now, everything outside is swept by the clansmen of the Snake Soul Phantom King tribe, and Idiom Fan doesn't bother to care, at least his task is completed. Feng Sang didn't have any grudges with him, even if he betrayed the Snake Soul Phantom King tribe, it had nothing to do with him.
But he just took the things that should not be taken, and moved the things that should not be moved, which are all idioms Fan's heart-wrenching flesh, even if Idiom Fan dies, he has to protect them.
Tent in the center of the camp.
The huge tent is so big that it makes Idiom Fan a little incredible, and from the outside, this huge tent seems to be no different from ordinary tents, but his mention is much larger than other tents.
However, when he stepped into this huge tent, Idiom Fan was stunned again.
If there is a first time, will there be a second time?
As it is, if there is a first time, there will be a second!
When this body stepped into this tent, it really gave him a unique feeling!
"I'll go, what kind of tent is this, the whole thing is a palace," idiom Fan's wide eyes and long mouth had already "betrayed" him completely!
Ahh
I've heard of opening up space before, and the storage bag on his body is such an item that opens up space. It's just that this storage bag is really ....... compared to the one in front of me
"Suck!"
"Whew!"
After a wash and a breath, Idiom Fan closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, all the surprise and shock on his face disappeared completely. Now was not the time for him to be surprised and shocked, and there was an important question waiting for him - the Soul Bell.
If there were no soul bells, everything would be. Once the is over, the consequences can be imagined.
"You want this!" Just as Idiom Fan was thinking about the Soul Bell, a voice had already arrived.
"Aunt You, this isn't nonsense, I can't cross this Soul Island without that thing!" This is a fact, without that soul bell, let alone not being able to say that you can't live on Soul Island, and you don't even deserve to have the key to the next one.
"Actually, there are a lot of soul bells left over on this Soul Suppression Island, but the soul bells left here are extremely special soul bells!" One of the swallows of Yu Lian Ji, it seems that this soul bell in their hands still has an extraordinary and good story?
But then again, every soul bell will have a good story. Perhaps, the story of the soul bell here is even more good.
"Let's talk about it!" The voice paused slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his cheeks, "I can listen to it!"
If he doesn't listen to Fan Bu's idiom, it is estimated that he didn't do the soul suppression bell in the hand of Youlian Ji.
"This matter should start with He" You Lian Ji seemed to say to Fan Yu and seemed to be talking to herself, "Okay, let's start talking from here, first of all, do you know what the Soul Bell is?"
"The Soul Suppression Bell is a unique thing to a group of Soul Suppression Daoists who are known as the Ten Halls Ghost Division. The so-called Ten Halls Ghost Division is actually the special title of those Jinling Town Soul Daoists among the Soul Suppression Daoists and the Heavenly Rank Jinling Town Soul Daoists, also known as the Ten Halls Jinling Ghost Monarch. Without even thinking about it, the idiom Fan replied in one breath like an endorsement.
"It seems that you only know one thing and don't know the other!" A faint smile appeared on Youlianji's cheeks that made Idiom Fan a little unhappy, this was clearly laughing at him for half a bucket of water.
However, from Yu Lianji's words, it seems that he really only knows one and doesn't know the other.
"I would like to hear the details of Aunt You. The next moment, Idiom Fan became extremely respectful.
"In fact, the Soul Bell is just a general name for them, because you are not even a Soul Suppression Daoist, even if you tell you, it is useless, but since you plan to tell you the origin of this Soul Bell, it doesn't hurt to tell you in advance, besides, sooner or later you will know, and even one day sooner or later you will ......" At this point, he suddenly stopped, without warning.
"What will happen?"
"As for what will happen, you will know later!"
It's coming again, it's coming again, it's true. This year, this "I'll know later" seems like too much.
However, Idioms Fan still knows a little bit about Idioms Fan Idioms Fan. There are some things that are known too early, and it is not good for you.
"The so-called Soul Suppression Bell is just a general term for them, which means that each Soul Suppression Bell seems to have their own differences!" Idiom Fan thought for a moment, followed Youlian Ji's words, and said, "It's like a magic weapon, in fact, those are all the general names of them, and each magic weapon is different from the name to the attributes and effects, etc., that's what it means." ”
"Exactly!" As soon as Youlianji's words fell, he saw a combo jade hand slap three times lightly and rhythmically.
Just when he took three shots, a figure, a figure no different from his height, had already appeared behind Youlian Ji. It's just that when this figure became clearer and clearer, he saw that this person of the same height as himself looked skinny.
Although he was wrapped in a huge red cloak coat on the outside, he could still look skinny from his face, and when he thought about it, his body barely had any muscles. It was as if a bout of human skin wrapped around the skeleton.