"You won't know!"

Chen Yuan stretched out his hand, and countless gangs burst out, turning into a big cyan hand, and headed towards Ao Yin to grab it!

Capture the dragon!

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"I surrender! Stop!

Thundered!

The cyan hand suppressed, although the power is not as good as the Zhenri palm, but before the blessing of the celestials, this dragon capture skill can be regarded as a legendary martial art, the purpose is to suppress rather than kill, so it pays more attention to control rather than war.

Proud of the shock, the big cyan hand has been suppressed, its body is three zhang, the big hands and feet are six zhang in size, although it is not as big as the Zhenri palm ten zhang square, but it is still much larger than it!

Bang!

The cyan giant hand slapped down, grabbed Ao Yin's body, Chen Yuan gestured back, and the cyan big hand dragged Ao Yin in the direction of Chen Yuan.

"No!

Proud of its horror, the other party had no intention of accepting its surrender at all, and its heart was suddenly extremely resentful.

"Raisa, give me the brass lamp. ”

Chen Yuan spoke to the little girl, Raisa handed the copper lamp to Chen Yuan, Chen Yuan held the copper lamp in his left hand, tilted slightly, and slowly flowed out a drop of crystal clear lamp oil from the lamp mouth.

"Whew!"

Chen Yuan blew lightly, and the lamp oil was actually held up by the breeze, and floated towards Aoyin.

"What is this!"

Aine watched as the drop of oil fell on him, and then he felt a heat in his body.

"I don't know how many people you have killed in the past two thousand years, but among those Turkic people before, I felt a panic from their disappearing consciousness, obviously, you killed these people who died in the snowy mountains. ”

"Even though I'm not a Turkic, and the word Turkic only exists in history textbooks today, you still have to pay for your actions. ”

Chen Yuan looked at Ao Yin expressionlessly, for some reason, Ao Yin was suddenly a little frightened, in his eyes, Chen Yuan's figure became more and more blurred, and gradually became distorted, not like a human form.

"Let go of me!

Ao Yin opened his mouth and spewed out dead qi from it, Chen Yuan just shook his palm slightly, and the cyan giant palm instantly burst out with angry energy, enveloping all the dead qi.

Ain kept beating the cyan giant hand, but no matter how much it struggled, the cyan giant hand did not move for half a minute.

It was desperate, in ancient times it also had great ferocity, even if a general of ten thousand enemies encountered it, it would be torn apart by him, his punch could crack the earth, and the ancient wood would collapse, but now it was crushed to the bottom of the snow pit like an ant, and it couldn't even resist.

Call!

The drop of lamp oil began to burn, and Ao Yin felt a pain in his arm, and then he saw his blood evaporate little by little, and above his left arm, a bright yellow flame was burning silently, and it became bigger and bigger.

"It's .... This is the Minghuang Spiritual Fire!"

Aoyin's face was pale, frightened, and his soul was trembling, as a gathering of fierce spirits, ancient evil beasts, of course it knew what this was, this was the spiritual fire that burned out the soul, according to legend, only the Biluo Yellow Spring and the emperor's mausoleum or the tomb of the sage can be found, for the life that has no substance, or is the life gathered by a special spirit, this spiritual fire is the thing that governs their life and death, and the power is incomparable.

"Stop! Stop! I didn't know Mount Tai before, I offended a real person, and a real person still hopes to forgive my sins!"

Ao Yin roared in pain, the flame was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, not making the slightest sound, just burning quietly, at this moment, it had already covered half of Ao Yin's body.

"Forgive me! Forgive me!"

Maxim was stunned at the moment, he looked at the painful arrogance, and then looked at Chen Yuan, and exclaimed: "Boy, you really amaze me, gods, I think you should be the messenger of the gods!"

"I've lived so long, I've never seen any of these things, oh, it's like living in a magical world!"

"Really..... Oh forgive me, I don't know what to say .... It's amazing!"

Raisa looked at the flames curiously, and when she saw the pained look of Aoin, the little girl closed her eyes.

"May you come to heaven and never do any more bad things. ”

Raisa put her small hand on her chest and prayed quietly, Chen Yuan smiled: "Raisha, this guy won't go to heaven after he dies." ”

"No, God will forgive its sins. ”

Raisa spoke seriously, and then seemed a little unsure, and whispered, "Maybe forgive...."

Chen Yuan shook his head: "This guy will pay the price for his actions, he will not go to heaven, let alone be forgiven, what awaits it will be Lechuan River." ”

Ao Yin was in great pain, it opened its eyes and stared at Chen Yuan, blood was flowing on its forehead, and the entire skin had been burned away, revealing an unknown object inside that was pitch black.

Those are resentful spirits.

"I curse you, damn Han Chinese, damn human!"

Ao Yin roared: "Lonely yin is not born, lonely yang is not long, you will encounter inner demons, and finally be eaten by your own exercises and die!"

"Anyone who is related to you will be infected with an incurable disease, and whoever talks to you will be shrouded in the shadow of death!"

"After you die, your soul will be devoured by powerful ghosts, and you will never be able to live forever!"

Ao Yin's words fell, and there seemed to be an invisible black line in the dark, winding towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "It's a pity that you think this is useful." ”

Ao Yin grinned, and suddenly, its eyes widened, as if it saw something it shouldn't see.

In Ao Yin's eyes, the moment those black silk threads touched Chen Yuan, they were destroyed by an invisible force, turning into nothingness and dissipating.

The Tao is always inactive.

All kinds of spells are not allowed to get close, and all kinds of laws are not violated.

Chen Yuan looked at Ao Yin with pity, and Ao Yin coughed suddenly, making it difficult to breathe.

"Who are you?"

Ao Yin yelled in pain: "Tell me, who the hell are you!"

"Who am I?"

Chen Yuan shrugged: "The manager of a broken store, taking a little troublesome commission." ”

"Fart!"

Ao Yin scolded angrily, but then it screamed, and the Minghuang Spirit Fire had already burned its head!

Aoyin's eyes widened, and suddenly, it saw that after those black silk threads shattered, there seemed to be a faint cyan qi hanging on Chen Yuan's head.

And that luck seemed to appear out of thin air, without a source, but Aoyin's eyes widened in horror, that breath it had felt fifteen hundred years ago!

That's the breath of heaven!

"You're not mortal, you are, you're...!"

Ao Yin roared in pain and roared, "You are heavenly.... Ahh

The Ming Huang Spiritual Fire engulfed Ao Yin's head, burning its entire body, and then a thin divine soul floated out slowly, and was directly included in it by Yama Luo Ling.

"[Target 8] -- [Ain] has been captured (near-death). ”

"Completeness: 100%"

"Rating: Perfect!"

"Additional Order Trigger: Please search for Oin's Flesh. ”

Well?

Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Aoyin's burned flesh.

A cold light was revealed, Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he exclaimed slightly: "This is!"

"[Ancient Yue Eight Swords]'s [Turning Spirit]!"