The fake third aunt was caught by the giant palm, and the self-detonation wave that shot in all directions, enough to make many soul martial artists and great soul martial artists in Yan Mansion die countless times, disappeared all at once, and everyone seemed to return to the world of the breeze and bright moon after being closed from the ghost gate, and breathed a long sigh of relief. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The eldest lady on the other side has not yet come out of the huge shock of the sudden disappearance of the fake third aunt, after all, the scene she saw with her own eyes completely subverted the concept of self-explosion.

"Is it as fun and fun as a child's play without any danger?"

"Could it be that my previous perception that self-detonation can inflict heavy damage or even destroy a strong enemy is completely wrong?"

"I, I, I...... I'm going to kill everyone in Yan Mansion...... No, no, no...... I'm going to fight in the Hall of Shadows...... Kill ......"

At this moment, the eldest lady was trapped by Yan Fei, the great soul martial artist at the peak of the late stage, Yan Fei's cultivation is a rare dark soul, the natal horcruxes used and the spells cast are all closely related to darkness, coldness, and cunning.

The natal horcrux is a Xueliang dagger, suspended three feet above Yan Fei's head, the silver mangs on the dagger are constantly circulating, and under the continuous infusion of one powerful soul power after another, the silver mangs on the dagger continue to bless the silver light cover that envelops the eldest lady.

The visor, though thin and transparent, is indestructible, emitting a cold, dark aura that can cause a disillusioned mind.

The eldest lady who was in the process of the impact of this breath quickly blurred her eyes, and her mind became more and more chaotic, but this state also maintained three or five breaths, and the eldest lady suddenly screamed, and her blurred eyes immediately recovered part of their clarity.

The eldest lady, who had recovered some of her senses, had a resolute and resolute glint in her eyes, and Yan Fei then noticed that she wanted to blow herself up.

The silver light shield condensed by urging the silver dagger of the natal horcrux emitted a dark and cold aura, and the third lady in this silver light mask truly realized from the bone marrow how terrifying the late peak Great Soul Martial Artist who cultivated the dark soul was.

She felt that this silver light mask actually gave her an illusion of a realm, in the Classic Book Pavilion specially set up for the Great Soul Martial Artist at the top of the Shadow Hall, she had seen such a record from a book by chance, the Black Mountain City where she was located was the lowest level of the first-level Cultivation City, of which the highest realm was the Great Soul Martial Master, and the second-level Cultivation City was at least a strong person beyond the Great Soul Martial Artist except for those mortal people.

She vaguely remembered that there was a rough mention in that book, that the Great Soul Martial Master, Great Martial Master, and Great Soul Master who were at the peak stage of the later stage, once they broke through, they would enter the sect realm and leap into the Soul Martial Sect, Martial Sect, and Soul Sect.

"Oh my God, why is this Yan Fei so perverted, not only has he cultivated an extremely rare dark soul, but his natal horcrux can actually condense the rudiments of the realm? How do you go about fighting? Is there any other way for me to go other than to self-destruct? ”

Although Yan Fei was powerful, he was also unable to face a late-stage peak soul martial artist who was about to explode, and seeing that the situation that was originally under control was in danger of suddenly getting out of control, Yan Fei subconsciously swept his gaze at Yan Hao not far away.

At this time, with the wholehearted help of his brother Silver Wolf, Yan Hao had almost perfectly imprisoned and successfully collected the fake third aunt who had self-detonated, Yan Fei's lightning-fast glance was in Yan Hao's eyes.

"Boy, that crazy woman, the peak of the late stage of the Great Soul Martial Master blew herself up, it is no joke, its destructive power is immeasurable! According to my fragmentary memory, I once saw one such madman who ended up destroying half of the city! So, once this crazy woman really succeeds in blowing herself up, I think Yan Mansion will inevitably be completely removed from Black Mountain City! ”

After hearing the voice of the cool old man who had recovered part of his remnant soul in the jade pendant on his chest and directly transmitted it to his ancestral knot, Yan Hao immediately sent a thunderous greeting to the cool old man: "Old guy, what do you mean, you?" Is it a pastime? Hurry up and give me the strongest way to stop the crazy woman from blowing herself up, otherwise, before the Yan Mansion is destroyed, hehe, the master will destroy you first! ”

"Fuck you, bastard boy, how dare you insult Lao Tzu? It's not me, can you successfully collect the fake third aunt with that little wolf so quickly? The cool old man immediately became angry, screaming loudly and scolding Yan Hao, "Anyway, this Yan Mansion will be destroyed if it is destroyed, how much does it have to do with you?" Did he devour the soul of the thirteen young men of the Yan Mansion and occupy his five elements body? What's so big about that? There are more such things in the Xuan'ou Continent, and every cultivator is looking forward and backward like your little cub, so hasn't it been played to death by others hundreds of times a long time ago? Forget it, cool old man, I can guarantee that you and your little wolf will get out of the way! ”

"You fart, old immortal!" Yan Hao, who was angry, actually let out a roar, forgetting to use soul fluctuations to exchange information with the cool old man.

The moment the voice came out, Yan Hao was stunned for a moment.

Not only Yan Hao was stunned, but the silver wolf standing beside him was also stunned.

The silver wolf is okay, after all, he shares a soul with Yan Hao, and immediately understands the reason for Yan Hao's roar, and the silver wolf who understands the reason flashed a bright silver light in his eyes, and he was excited at that time, he had no regrets, and it was even more natural.

However, the rest of the people in the hall are not so easy to solve their doubts, all along, Yan Hao has appeared in front of everyone as a good baby of a good boy, even if he said those words far beyond his age, everyone laughed after labeling a "smart ghost with a small ghost".

However, just today, just when he and the silver wolf teamed up to confine the fake third aunt and the queen mother in the self-explosion for a short time, everyone had not yet come out of the complicated feelings of envy, jealousy and hatred, and they actually heard Yan Hao's screaming roar! That's not all, just roaring, it's still very rude swearing! It's just a curse, it's still a curse for the elderly!

"Oh my God, which elder is this eight or nine-year-old swearing having? Yan Yan? Yan Fei? Yan Yun? Or even Yanfu's ancestor Yanshan Hong? ”

"Are you scolding your mother Xiao Jiumei? Or are you scolding the third aunt or the eldest lady? ”

"Are you scolding Yan Mansion Elder Yu Hong? After all, this old man was the only one who didn't help him! ”

"Looking at the little face on his face that was so angry that he was about to change shape, he must have hated that elder to the core!"

"In the future, it's better to provoke this madman less, the image of a good baby is deliberately pretended, and it is absolutely insidious to the extreme, otherwise, how could the third aunt be restrained all of a sudden?"

Although everyone didn't say a word, Yan Hao took in the changes in their faces.

How can he explain it? Don't say that it doesn't make sense, even if he can explain it, he can't explain it, so he can only have a gloomy face, as if everyone owes him hundreds of buckets of food, and continues to pull that little face, but secretly scolds the cool old man in the jade pendant on his chest.

This time, Yan Hao used soul fluctuations.