Finally, Yue Xiaoxuan said another meaning in his words.

The people present involuntarily twitched the corners of their mouths.

Is it okay for you to treat gold as a treasure alone?

At this time, the Soul Condensation Flute had already fallen into Yin Xuanxuan's hands, her half-held eyes opened, and a mysterious force was released, condensed into a sharp blade, and landed on the back of her white hand.

Gorgeous blood flowed out, crawling all over the back of the hand in the blink of an eye, contrasting with the extraordinarily fair skin, which looked extraordinarily conspicuous.

"What is she going to do? Crazy? ”

The crowd murmured, unbelievable.

In front of everyone's eyes, the blood flowed onto the soul flute.

The Soul Condensation Flute is like a heaven and earth that has dried up for a long time, absorbing Yin Xuanxuan's blood like hunger and thirst.

The dark black light that originally lingered around the body of the thorn instantly lit up, and the people around the stabbing subconsciously narrowed their eyes.

"Oh my God! What the hell is going on? ”

The crowd erupted in exclamations again.

Under their gaze, the black part of the dark light faded and faded, gradually bleached, and finally turned pure white.

"Soul Condensation! This is the real soul condensation! The pretty girl's expression was extremely excited, and her eyes flashed with tears, as if she was moved by the scene in front of her.

And the people of the Yin and Yang family couldn't help but burst into cheers.

At this moment, they forgot the humiliation they endured in the family fight, and forgot that there was still a person standing on the fighting platform that made them want to drink blood and eat flesh.

Because none of that matters anymore.

With the Yin and Yang family's bloodline, they can know the past and the future, and the problems that plague them will be solved one by one.

And the Yin and Yang family will step on everyone's heads, climb to the peak of the Donghuang Continent, and become the supreme being.

This is the power of the lineage!

The people of the Yin and Yang family looked at the figure holding the white jade condensing soul flute on the fighting platform, and their eyes were full of piety.

"It's really worthy of the bloodline!" Yue sighed lightly on the side.

Unlike the last time she came out, she felt a sense of comfort from the inside out.

The real soul condensation flute has the effect of nourishing the soul against the sky.

She happened to be standing within the range of the Soul Condensing Flute's light, and she happened to enjoy the feeling.

"By the way, can you go?"

When that feeling gradually became smaller, Yue Qing turned to look at Yin Xuanxuan.

Yin Xuanxuan glanced at her, her meaningless gaze went back and forth on Yue Qingqing's body several times, and then asked, "Do you want to try the true power of Requiem?" ”

"Threaten me?" As soon as Yue Xiao spoke, she saw Yin Xuanxuan pick up the jade flute in her hand and put it in her mouth.

"Sister Xuan, I'm joking, don't take it seriously!" Yue said lightly and hurriedly.

"It's late!" Yin Xuanxuan said these two words indifferently.

Yue's forehead couldn't help but ooze a thin sweat, and Yin Tingting's "Requiem" made her die and come back to life, so what about now?

In front of her is the real saint of the Yin and Yang family, holding the real soul condensation flute of the Yin and Yang family.

If she played the "Requiem", she thought that she would never be able to return to her body.

Seeing that Yin Xuanxuan didn't have the slightest joke, Yue Qing finally couldn't help but jump away.

The moment she jumped away, the sound of the flute suddenly sounded.