Lu Lan felt that Yan Li should be killed first, and from his body, he might be able to find a way, after all, he was the creator of this resentful baby.

Head, it hurts more and more.

If she was an ordinary foundation building monk at this time, she was afraid that under the attack of the two divine souls, she would last less than a second, but she was a troll.

Wei Yan couldn't help but show a deep shock in her eyes when she saw Lu Lan like this, she could still persist in this situation.

For a moment, he suddenly relented and wanted to put down the bamboo pipe in his hand, but ...... If he didn't resist, and didn't mention the backlash of the magic weapon, Yan Li would be completely unrestrained, and then he himself could hardly guarantee that he wouldn't lose his life.

The spiritual power of the trailing Lan entered the auspicious Luo umbrella, and the dark light emanated.

In Yan Li's heart, a strong premonition arose.

Yan Li was attacked by Wei Yan's indiscriminate divine soul, his head was also very painful, and his actions were also very difficult.

Lu Lan tiptoed, his body rotated, quickly approached Yan Li, and waved the umbrella sword, although the movement was slightly sluggish, but it was solid and powerful.

Yan Li was shocked when he saw this, and took a few steps back in embarrassment.

However, his speed was not as fast as that of Lu Lan, and under the interference of Wei Yan's divine soul, he had almost no power to resist.

It seemed easy, but in fact it was extremely difficult, and she stabbed the umbrella sword into Yan Li's chest, but under the interference of the double divine soul, she made a slight mistake, and she didn't stab her heart, but she missed it a little.

This deviation should be harmless.

The strength of the umbrella sword raged in his body.

Yan Li couldn't stand it and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"No...... No...... Can...... Can ...... "Yan Li is very difficult, gritting his teeth.

Lu Lan sneered: "People like you don't deserve to live." ”

Trolling Lan habitually took it from the storage bag, laboriously, and inserted it into Yan Li's body.

Trolley had a headache and was almost about to explode.

Lu Lan had to sit on the ground for a while and meditate, trying her best to relieve the pain from the divine soul, the pain of the divine soul was a hundred times more painful than the physical pain, and it was not at all something that ordinary people could bear.

And some of the injuries to the divine soul will obviously affect the physical body, otherwise why would the bodies of the two people who died in the coffin before also have abnormal changes.

Sweat couldn't help but slip down, and Lu Lan's body trembled slightly, and her skin began to glow a faint purple.

Tsuru was almost unconscious.

No!

Can't go unconscious!

Trolley gritted her teeth, relying on her strong willpower, desperately persevering.

At this moment, the Ink Shadow Sword, which was originally inserted in Yan Li's body, glowed with that familiar green light again after more than a month.

Lu Lan's vision was already blurred, but she vaguely saw the ink sword that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

The ink sword suddenly rushed out, with an indomitable momentum, and went straight to the resentful baby.

The whole sight directly penetrated the heart of the resentful baby.

The screams of the terrible babies sounded like screams, and then they suddenly stopped abruptly, as if they had been cut off by something.

The kind of curse that belonged to Yuan Ying disappeared.

Immediately, Wei Yan also put down the row of bamboo pipes beside his mouth.

Wei Yan stared at the Mo Youjian with some incredulity, staring at it deadly.

Yu Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and the divine soul attacks on both sides disappeared, although there were still bursts of aftershock-like pain in his head, he was much more relaxed.

Yu Lan rested for a while, barely gaining the ability to move again, and suddenly found that the light of the Prajna lamp had been extinguished, and the spirit stone inside had been squeezed dry.

Lu Lan touched Yan Li's corpse, searched out the storage bag, and directly forcibly erased the soul mark on it, rummaging inside.

After looking for a while, I found a magic book, which is a spell for making the soul of grudges, which describes in detail the techniques and processes of how to make and operate, as well as the matching spells.

However, on this, there is only a method of control, and there is no method of cracking it.

Chillingly, it says that the object must be a close person to the caster, and the closer the relationship, the more powerful it will be, and if there is the closest blood relationship, then it is the best.

After reading it, Lu Lan recalled the previous conversation between Yan Li and his cousin, and her heart was shocked, could it be ......

With a look of disgust in her eyes, she started a flame in her hand, burning the book to ashes.

Lu Lan walked to the side of the Mo Youjian and looked at it with a strange gaze.

I didn't expect that it was this sword that saved my life in the end......

It seems that it is right that he keeps feeding and recovering the Moyou Sword, and the grade of this sword is definitely not just a magic weapon.

It's no wonder that the previous Yuan Ying Venerable fell in love with this sword, and his vision was indeed extraordinary.

However, why Mo Youjian was afraid of that person, Lu Lan still hadn't figured it out.

At this moment, Lu Lan pulled out the Moyou Sword, and the heart of the resentful baby was empty, and there was no purple light.

As soon as her mind moved, she directly set fire again, incinerating this horrific corpse.

Yan Li is a monk of the Qinglei Sect of the upright and righteous sect, how could he come into contact with this evil art, and still perform it in this secret realm...... Trolley couldn't help frowning, thinking of this question. He's almost a little mad like this.

Just as Lu Lan was thinking, Wei Yan had already pushed open the entire coffin and continued to dig underneath.

"Is there anything else down here?" said Tsuki-lan, who couldn't help but ask.

Wei Yan said: "Of course, I told you a long time ago...... If I'm right, there's still a poison down there. ”

Wei Yan's eyes flashed with excitement, he was a poisoner, of course he was interested in poisons.

"Do you know that one named Yan Li, why did he choose this place?" Wei Yan said again.

"Because of the poison down there?" said Tsukashi, but she recalled the content of the evil art, and it seemed that there was no requirement for poison or anything like that.

"Of course, the poison below that, to a certain extent, also eroded this resentful soul, so it showed a little bit of poisoning, so Yan Li relied on this reason to fool him. ”

Lu Lan groaned, hearing Wei Yan say this, it seems to make some sense, but this poison is not the main cause, but the existence of a smoke bomb.

"Found it!"

As Wei Yan continued to dig, he found something that looked like a ginseng. It's just that this ginseng-like thing has a dark purple whole body and many black spots. It does look like the corpses.

Wei Yan was about to take it into his pocket, when suddenly Lu Lan stopped and shouted, "Slow!"

"What's wrong?"

Lu Lan remembered that the Roselle fragment she got before was also a poisonous snake, and they were all poisonous, could it be anything to do with it...... And that Yan Li has been using Roselle fragments as a gimmick before, so is it possible, perhaps, that it really exists......