When the crane immortal was out of his mind, Ling Yun, who had lost both arms, ignored the blood spurting from the broken arm on his shoulder, his body was weak, he moved his steps, his eyes were resolute, and he staggered towards the crane immortal.

"I don't even have an arm, and you still want to fight me, do you bite with your mouth, it's ridiculous!" The crane immortal watched coldly as he struggled over, already dying, ready to fly with a gust of wind at any time.

However, this dying body, those eyes, are still unquenchable anger, even if the arms are gone, even if the whole body is scarred, even if he is so weak that he can no longer speak, but his fighting spirit is still there, as long as he can move, he will struggle to kill the enemy, even if the result is doomed to failure.

"Okay, then I'll give you a good time!" The crane immortal finally stretched out his fifth finger, and the five fingers were covered, and the joints were slightly flexed, as if catching a transparent and invisible sphere.

In the palm of his hand, a stream of energy gathered violently, emitting a dazzling white light, and the white light gathered into a sphere, and then rushed straight towards Lingyun.

Countless fierce blazing white lights, like grains of wind, pierced Ling Yun's body, burning his clothes to ashes, followed by skin, peeling away layer by layer, falling like flying petals, revealing blood-red hot muscles and Bai Sensen's bones.

The aura of purple light hidden in the flesh and blood continued to drill into the flesh and blood in the white light, as if it was peeling off from the body little by little, until all the energy was exhausted.

Ling Yun couldn't hold back any longer, there was no skin on his face, only blood-red flesh and bones, and he screamed loudly, the sound was like a loud roar from the abyss that tore the earth.

The aura continued to leak out, and suddenly, a bunch of golden light appeared among the countless purple points of light that danced wildly.

The crane immortal was strange, and his fingers were lightly together, and all the gold dust flew to his hand, gathering into a thin piece of gold leaf-like things, on which some ghost drawing symbols were written.

"This ...... Is this the second child's contract?" The crane immortal was extremely surprised, and immediately stopped casting the spell, and the dazzling white light in his palm disappeared in an instant.

The skin and flesh that flew in the white light reattached to Ling Yun's body, but the clothes that had been reduced to ashes fell to the ground, never to return to their original state.

The crane immortal said angrily, "Where did you get this contract?"

Ling Yun only felt that he had been closed from the ghost gate for a while, and he touched his body back to normal in disbelief, the pain just now was still engraved in his brain, continuously stimulating his nerves, making him feel pain, and in a blink of an eye, he had returned to his original state, and no one could accept all this immediately.

"Am I already dead?" The wounds on Ling Yun's body were all recovered, and he didn't feel half of the pain, which was not real at all.

The crane immortal was furious, grabbed his neck with two fingers, lifted him up in the air, and asked, "What the hell did you do to my brother?"

"You...... Brother?" Ling Yun squeezed out a few words with difficulty, his hands desperately trying to make more space for his neck.

The crane immortal threw him hard against the wall and said angrily, "That's right, my brother is free!"

"You are a Taoist, is he a monk?" Ling Yun asked, rubbing his neck, the crane immortal was dressed in a Taoist robe and his hair was crowned, which was exactly the dress of a Taoist.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't say anything, I'll kill all these women!" the crane immortal threatened.

"Speaking of monks, I recently killed an abbot, I did a lot of evil, and I deserved it, if your brother is this kind of person, he really responded to that sentence, not a family, not a family, and a bad one is the same. Ling Yun said disdainfully.

"That abbot is from Fengqi Temple?" asked the crane immortal with a gloomy face.

"That's right. ”

"You are looking for death!" The crane immortal originally came to this world to help his younger brother escape from this prison world, and after thousands of years of probationary period, he finally became an official executive and could sign a contract with the prisoner, so he hurriedly freed his younger brother from the hell prison for personal gain.

Unexpectedly, the younger brother only became the abbot and enjoyed the blessings for a few years, but he was brutalized and robbed of the aura, and even the spirit did not exist, and the soul was scattered.

Originally, the Crane Immortal planned to take the opportunity to return to the outside world in a few months and take his younger brother away, but now that his younger brother is dead, his purpose in coming to this world is gone.

Like him, many of the executives who stayed in this world lost their original purpose and lived in this world in a state of confusion, possessing extraordinary abilities, enjoying glory and wealth, and never wanting to return to the outside world to be an ordinary person.

Crane immortals are not like this, thousands of years of experience have long been deeply integrated into this world, almost forgetting the appearance of the ordinary world outside.

It's just that when my brother is here, there is another reason for him to leave here.

Now, when he learned the bad news that his brother had died, he was at a loss, and he was lost whether he could go back or not.

For Ling Yun, he is full of hatred, after all, it is his own brother, he was killed, the enemy is in front of him, whether he leaves this world or not, he must be killed first.

Once again, the Crane Immortal grabbed Ling Yun's neck and lifted him into the air, smiling as he was dying.

Suddenly, there was a movement in the aura in Ling Yun's body.

The movement was so familiar, like the voice of his younger brother, and the crane immortal exclaimed in surprise: "Brother, are you still alive?"

The crane immortal frowned, pondered for a long time, and suddenly figured it out: "It turns out that the younger brother is not necessarily dead, but the soul is scattered, and he remains in the very small existence of the aura, which is absorbed by this kid, so if you want to bring the younger brother back to life, you can only keep him and slowly raise the soul in the aura of the eldest brother, so that he can succeed and be resurrected." ”

made up his mind, but the crane immortal was afraid that Ling Yun would learn his inner thoughts, but he would be limited by him, so he pretended not to care, and said angrily: "Pretending to be a ghost, killing my brother and trying to pretend to be his life, delusional!"

The strength in the hands of the crane immortals became greater and greater, like a pair of iron tongs, clamping Ling Yun's neck to death.

"I'm going to live. Ling Yun looked at Hu Shao, who was lying in the corner of the wall and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and there was only one firm belief in his heart.

Ling Yun clasped his neck with both hands, trying to untie the pair of invisible iron tongs, but the more he tried to untie them, the more fierce the crane immortal became, almost pinching the blood vessels.

The crane immortal smiled and raised his palm higher, and Ling Yun's body was clamped from the invisible iron pincers suspended in the air, and he flew forward a few steps at once, and his neck was choked in the palm of the crane immortal.

"He must have a weakness. Ling Yun calmly remembered the hole in the abbot's chest that leaked gold dust in his suffocation, now he was only an arm's length away from the Crane Immortal, and he didn't even have a chance to get close to the fierce fight before, but now it is a rare opportunity, and he must not let it go.

Suddenly, Ling Yun saw the gold dust contract on the palm of the crane immortal's hand, looming in his hand, as if it was about to merge with the palm of his hand, could this be another fatal flaw? ?

Ling Yun pretended to break his iron hand with both hands, but the hoop was tighter, and his neck was almost broken.

At the last moment, Ling Yun quickly conjured a jade sword in his hand and stabbed it into the palm of the crane immortal.