Chapter 15: Soul Bell
"What do you mean by that?" Chen Xiaofan frowned after looking at Feng Yaoyao.
Feng Yaoyao blinked and smiled, not daring to explain, and said, "Senior brother, have you recovered your strength?" ”
"Nope."
Chen Xiaofan paused, and it was not easy to tell the truth, and he also changed his words: "Are you sure you want to intervene in this matter today?" ”
"Of course." Feng Yaoyao's tone was affirmative, and her beautiful eyes instantly became pitiful: "Senior brother, my hands are stained with blood, you can't abandon me." ”
Chen Xiaofan ignored her as a demon, got up and said, "Then you can go back, keep an eye on Chu Tong, and I will notify you when I act." ”
"Senior brother, rest assured, there is nothing wrong with my junior sister." Feng Yaoyao was overjoyed, and when she turned around to leave, she turned around and asked, "By the way, Senior Brother, what are we going to do?" ”
Chen Xiaofan's body was unbearably hot, and since he knew the power of the evil consequences, it was too late to explain, so he waved his hand and went straight to the depths of the Xuanyin Cave and said, "I'll explain it to you tomorrow." ”
"Huh!"
Feng Yaoyao watched Chen Xiaofan step straight into the depths of the Xuanyin Cave, her beautiful eyes widened, and she covered her mouth with her hands: "I actually entered the Xuanyin Cave, senior brother deserves to be a senior brother...... It's so strong! ”
In a blink of an eye, she thought, could it be that Senior Brother's recovery is related to entering the Xuanyin Cave? Then this must be my brother's secret, but he didn't hide it from me...... Senior brother trusts me so much!
Feng Yaoyao waved her pink fist and went back happily.
Inside the cave.
Chen Xiaofan only felt that the fire was burning, and he didn't feel a little relieved when he even approached the edge of the knife pit, but even so, he still felt hot.
"It's too impulsive to deprive eleven people of their fate at once."
The consequences of this time were obviously more ferocious than ever, and if he hadn't been in the Xuanyin Cave, he would have died.
"But the gains are significant." Leave the lesson behind you, sit cross-legged and soak in the harvest.
The fate of eleven people is even richer than all his previous gains combined.
According to statistics, this time the martial soul alone was deprived of as many as seven, including ordinary grade and rare grade, and finally all of them were fused with Chen Xiaofan's martial soul, which made his martial soul break through to the stage of rare and superb in one fell swoop.
From the beginning of the rarity, the martial soul is not only divided into upper, middle and lower grades, but also has an extra grade above the top grade, which belongs to the existence of no one in a thousand miles.
And two of the fate of the remaining four people were deprived of ten years of life, life is something that cannot be seen or touched, and Chen Xiaofan is still young, so he feels the most dissatisfied with this.
The last two deprivations were one exercise and two years of cultivation.
The exercises are very ordinary, and they don't change much after fusion.
And the two-year cultivation made Chen Xiaofan's cultivation break through again and was promoted to the realm of the sixth layer of foundation building.
"The power of the evil consequences of eleven people, presumably this time will trigger the third scripture washing and marrow-cutting."
Chen Xiaofan's heart was excited, he was likely to recover the peerless martial soul after this time, and as long as he had the peerless martial soul, it would not be far from returning to the peak.
"And the opportunity right now." After combing through the harvest this time, he quickly opened his eyes and looked at the bell in the knife pit.
He didn't dare to touch the black knife, he didn't dare to think about it, there was no way, this kind of thing was innate.
But he was greedy for the bell next to him.
"I'm now haunted by the evil of eleven people, and one person counts as an hour, and I have at least eleven hours to stay here."
Chen Xiaofan stood up and looked at the bell with a gaze that was determined to win.
But soon he hesitated again.
"It's easy to go down, how to get up."
The ropes and the like here are all whimsical, in the extremely cold environment, anything except him Chen Xiaofan will be frozen here, and he can only rely on himself if he wants to go up after going down.
And the knife pit is six meters deep, even if he now has the cultivation of six layers of foundation, it is also wishful thinking to jump six meters high.
Looking at the four walls of this knife pit, the ice is so thick and smooth that you can't climb it.
"It looks like there's only a cushion left to take something."
Soon Chen Xiaofan's eyes lit up and he went out to carry the corpse.
The eleven corpses this time, plus the previous five, a total of sixteen corpses were thrown into the bottom of the pit by him, and then in the blink of an eye, all these corpses were frozen together, like a high platform.
Feeling that he could be safe, he jumped into the pit.
As soon as he landed, looking at the black knife close at hand, Chen Xiaofan only felt a chill that penetrated deep into his bone marrow.
Even if he had eleven people in his body, he couldn't resist the invasion of this chill.
"No wonder even the peerless giants are planted here, this knife is too evil."
Frightened, under the sense of crisis as if he would be frozen after staying for a while, Chen Xiaofan didn't dare to have other thoughts, picked up the bell and jumped back to the knife pit as if he was running for his life.
After getting out of the knife pit, the sense of crisis disappeared suddenly, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, and glanced at the dark and deep black knife again, becoming more and more curious about how this knife came about, and what kind of person could forge this kind of weapon.
Or is this not forged by man at all, but a divine sword conceived by heaven and earth?
"Forget it, it's okay with me."
Shaking his head, Chen Xiaofan looked at the bell in his hand.
This elixir is cold to the hand, light as paper, the whole body is silver-white, and the surface is imprinted with dense mystical lines.
On the inside of the bell, two ancient words are engraved: "Soul Suppression." ”
Chen Xiaofan frowned at first, and then his eyes quickly narrowed: "Could it be a peerless treasure from three hundred years ago, the Soul Suppression Bell?" ”
It is rumored that the soul bell of the year was dedicated to killing the soul, and when the bell rang, the soul of ordinary people could not help themselves, and the person who was targeted by the bell would break the soul and die directly.
"What a baby......"
With this kind of ruthless treasure by his side, it is undoubtedly an extra hole card with a full weight.
"But it's hard to control." Chen Xiaofan frowned, the peerless treasure has great requirements for the user's strength, and with Chen Xiaofan's current strength, he can't exert the power that the soul suppression bell should have.
Suddenly, his gaze moved to the seven frozen figures below the pit, and another thought came to his mind.
"I almost forgot, a normal corpse can be deprived of fate, so can these seven people also be deprived of ......"
These are all peerless giants who have cultivated to the sky, if you are lucky enough to deprive yourself of a thousand years of cultivation at one time, this bell is not how to use it?
What's more, what Bai Ling'er, Great Elder and the like can't be killed at will?!
Thinking of this, Chen Xiaofan's heart beat violently.
Even, if he deprives all the cultivation of these seven people and combines the strength of seven people into one, won't he become the number one in the world?
What's more, after he has such strength, even this black knife may be his own?!
None of this is impossible.
Chen Xiaofan's breathing was a little short.
Chance, creation, this is a great creation!
"Let's go down and try again!"
There seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes, and even the fear brought by the black knife just now could not extinguish the fire of greed that he was now.
Without hesitation, he jumped down again, approached the outermost frozen figure, took a deep breath, and lowered his large hand towards the top of the other's head.
"Fate, deprivation!"