The huge scythe, as if death had come in person, slashed through the void without revealing a trace, and in an instant, it directly slashed at Ilan's body.

However, Ilan's body was intact, with no scars at all, as if the arrow had missed the target, the scene was very weird, but Ilan let out a terrible scream.

"Ahh

"Haha, boy, the soul is split into two parts, this kind of pain, no one can bear it, hehe, this is the consequence of toasting and not eating and drinking. Haha...... "The phantom of the evil ghost Halhand floated in the air incessantly, and gradually coalesced together, turning into a huge face, the face trembled, contracted and expanded, and then finally took shape, and it was full of insolent and excited laughter, and layers of black smoke steamed, telling the excitement and fanaticism of the evil ghost Halhand at this time.

In Yilan's sea of consciousness, the brilliant natal crystal nucleus was being cut by a huge lifeless scythe inlaid with several skulls at this time, like a sawtooth, and a trace of flame was burning, enveloping the entire crystal nucleus, like a forged furnace, scorching his soul.

Things obviously did not split Elan's soul in two as Halhand envisioned, and the crystal nucleus had been turned into substance, of course, it was far from being able to be cut by this illusory scythe, but although it could not be cut in the slightest, because Elan's soul had merged with this crystal nucleus, and it was not separated from each other, the feeling of a blunt knife cutting flesh and taking chestnuts in the fire made Elan's soul miserable and unbearable.

"Ahh

The terrible screams, the tumbling figures, and the sinister laughter of Halhand, the whole warehouse was like entering the grave of death, which was terrifying.

This scythe is not completely illusory, it is mixed with some precious soul refining substances refined by Halhand in the River Styx, as well as a soul refining fire, which has great damage to the soul of human beings, if it is not for Ilan's soul crystal, I am afraid that under one blow, it can kill him.

Yilan's body was like cold sweat, trembling all over, rolling on the ground, unable to be independent.

If Halhand robbed with fire at this time, Ilan would not be able to resist at all, he was in the midst of real pain and torture at this time, enduring the suffering of soul refining fire.

However, Halhand is obviously lonely in hell for too long, and he does not cut through the mess quickly, but likes the tune of cat and mouse, torture, killing, and torturing......

The wailing of the prey is Halhand's favorite and most beautiful music, and rolling on the ground is the most wonderful and rare dance for him, and the long-term life in the region has made him a little depressed and nervous.

"Quack ......"

The screams were accompanied by the sound of evil laughter, filling the entire underground palace, even the light of the sky trembled, and the lights of the magic array flickered on and off, as if they were irresistibly affected.

However, Ilan had no intention of observing these at this time, the burning of the soul refining fire and the cutting of the death sickle made him feel palpitations, and he always held his head and wailed silently.

It's a short process, but it seems like a long time.

Halhand looked at the silently mourning Yilan, and let out an angry roar: "Boy, hehe, how, don't tie your hands yet, so that you can avoid the pain of soul refining, hehe, as long as you give up resistance, I can promise you a good time." ”

"Hmph, damn it, even if it's death, I won't let you get away with it. Ahh

"Haha, I like it this way, hehe, it's rare to meet a hard-boned guy, so that I can play for a while, haha, the lonely life is really unbearable, the necessary adjustment is still needed, in order to thank you, I will slowly let you die."

Halhand's huge face surged in the air like a dark cloud, and a death scythe appeared with a trace of soul refining fire, and then stabbed into Ilan's head like a bomber, at this time Ilan was completely defenseless, and the scythe and flames appeared directly in his sea of consciousness, surrounding his mutated crystal nucleus, cutting, tearing, burning, and refining souls.

Ilan couldn't hold his head and run around, he could only roll around with his head in his hands, his body kept twisting, and he used complex movements, such as touching his head and hitting the ground, to vent and evacuate his pain, unbearable pain.

Halhand's face smirked, his huge cloud-like face trembling incessantly, trying to make a trembling move, but it was disgusting like a thousand insects.

"How's it going, boy? I think you'd better surrender, avoid the pain of soul burning, hehe, the soul is hurt, hehe, no matter how late it is, it's very likely that you will become an idiot directly, haha. ”

"Ah, I will never--surrender-" Ilan was still strong-willed even in the midst of endless pain, and although her voice trembled involuntarily, her tone was incomparably firm.

At this time, he endured the pain, and his spiritual power continued to communicate with the natal crystal nucleus, trying to use the huge spirit and soul in the crystal nucleus to launch a counterattack, one after another runes flashed out in the crystal nucleus, turning into a series of agile snake teeth short dagger-like shadow flying blades, they quickly emerged from the crystal nucleus, and then collided with the huge scythes intertwined around, although the effect was little, but every collision, but each collision, can always make these Halhand condensed Death Scythe dim, which made Ilan's heart ignite hope and confidence, Desperately chanting spells, activating shadow blades one by one.

In Yilan's sea of consciousness, there are no waves, the space is still so narrow, in the narrow space, only huge and countless scythes and shadow blades are constantly intersecting and colliding, and the void soul refining fire is burning in this space, emitting the unique sizzling sound of flames.

Although an effective method has been found, this method is undoubtedly as difficult, inefficient, time-consuming, and very tormenting to people's nerves, even making the weak-willed feel hopeless.

Fortunately, Ilan is a patient person, and Hal Hand is a vicious, freewheeling, idle and boring person, loneliness is his biggest pain, at this time, it is rare to see Ilan's struggle, not only did not quickly speed up the pace of killing Ilan, but it was like a cat playing with mice, and it was interesting to watch.

Perhaps this is the difference in mentality between mortals and high gods.

"Interesting, hehe, this kid can actually think of this kind of water mill method, hehe, then I'll see if your patience and will, can you stick to the last step, the long years are too boring, it's hard to get a trip on the ground, take a breath of fresh air, how can you go back in a blink of an eye? Haha, why can I stay a few more days this time, hehe, I'm getting more and more interested in this kid, maybe, I can use him to play for a while. Well, just do it, you can't let him die lightly, hehe, such a good toy is not easy to find. The evil ghost Halhand's mind flickered incessantly, and the dark clouds trembled incessantly, gathering and dispersing like boiling water, wantonly venting his happy feelings.

Like silkworms eating mulberry leaves, the rustling sound continued, Elan's shadow blades kept pecking at the huge and thick death scythe, albeit slowly but effectively, as time passed, those huge black shadows were already tattered under the encroachment of the tide of shadow blades, like magic tools and weapons and armor in the warehouse, maybe after a while, these death scythes would be swallowed by Ilan whole.

These scythes that condense the huge soul power of Halhand, can be said to be a great supplement for Ilan, although after the burning of the soul refining fire, Ilan's spiritual power is constantly incinerated and reduced, but these scythe fragments can well supplement Ilan's consumption, in this way, a strange cycle has been formed, which has made Ilan's crystal nucleus persist, and it seems that there is no damage at all.

"Well, I actually persevered, and it looks like I'm going to have to get serious. Another wave, hehe, you will definitely despair, haha, a little soul power that is insignificant to me, but, for you, it is an ocean, and it will definitely drown you to death until you can no longer die. Haha, I wonder how long you can hold out? Like a sleeping giant, Halhand suddenly woke up, and suddenly, a rain-like scythe of death appeared in the sea of Ilan's consciousness, enveloping his crystal nucleus, wrapped in water.

"Ah, come back. How can this be? Looking at the cloud-like scythe of death, Ilan was a little desperate.

The second is a call for support.