The effect of the talisman was not in vain, and his blood and momentum were not in vain.

The intense golden light bloomed, and countless tiny black insects roared and dispersed, completely turning into wisps of black smoke, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

These living souls are finally freed from slavery, even if they are faced with the result of their souls being scattered.

The black eagle also let out a terrible chirp, and the black feathers fell off one by one, and the black feathers that fell to the ground also turned into black mist and dispersed in an instant, which was also refined by some kind of poisonous means.

The man staggered back a few steps, wrapping himself in a wide black robe, and his face was out of sight.

A black, viscous, fishy-smelling liquid poured out of his black robes, corroding the smooth floor of the test bench.

"I recognize ......," his somewhat hoarse voice suddenly stopped.

It was Gu Siyu who rushed to him, grabbed his neck with one hand, and lifted his thin body directly from the ground.

The gurgling sound choked in his throat, but he couldn't get it out after all.

His intention to admit defeat was naturally seen by the supervisors, but he didn't finish speaking, but he couldn't do it.

For such a person, someone can punish him, and everyone is happy to see it.

The man simply gave up struggling, and stared at Gu Siyu with a pair of eyes.

His eyes were full of malice and mockery.

His playful, provocative eyes spoke silently.

If you do it, kill me, and you'll be just like me.

The same remnants of blood were killed, and human lives were disregarded.

Gu Siyu gritted his teeth violently, and as soon as his hand was forced, there was a bang, and the person was no longer breathless.

Only his eyes were still wide.

"I'll never be like you. Gu Siyu said softly.

More and more blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground violently.

Presumably, the toxin on the black eagle's beak had attacked.

The battle supervisors announced the end of the competition, and the kind-faced old man also came to investigate Gu Siyu's situation, temporarily sealed the blood surging in his body with spiritual power, and handed him over to Chang Ling.

Chang Ling looked at his unconscious friend, and was a little helpless for a while.

Words of detoxification......

"Xiao Changling, send him to me. A pleasant voice came from not far away.

Chang Ling raised his head and met Fu Hongrao's smiling eyes.

The corners of her mouth hooked, and the smile made the people who couldn't help but peek at her on the side stunned for a while.

This is the power of Yuanying Realm, a woman who ranks first in Qingzhou in terms of beauty and strength.

Chang Ling hurriedly helped Gu Siyu to Fu Hongrao's body, watching Fu Hongrao's spiritual power enter Gu Siyu's body, and he was extremely nervous with her every move.

"It's okay, you go and prepare for the next competition first, this kid will be handed over to me, if something happens...... , in order to prevent Fu Ning from howling in front of me all the time, it must be fine. Fu Hongrao smiled and waved her hand at Chang Ling, and glanced at her daughter who was sitting not far away and trying to turn her head to look at her.

Chang Ling saluted respectfully towards Fu Hongrao: "Then it's troublesome senior." ”

The overseers were already shouting for the personnel of the next competition, and Chang Ling hurriedly turned around and ran over.

This time, everyone looked at her with a little more indescribable, before they saw that she was just speculating about her back and envying her inheritance exercises, but now they saw that she had a close relationship with a living Yuanying Realm cultivator, and those people's careful thoughts pressed down a little harder.

After thinking about it, it is better to go and talk to this person as soon as possible, maybe there will be a chance to catch up with the power of the Yuan Infant Realm in the future......

Chang Ling walked to the test table under the eager eyes of everyone.

The call to cheer for her was quite high, true and false, and all she could see clearly was Fu Ning's sparkling eyes.

In fact, what the eldest lady wanted to say more was whether she could hold her to her mother's side, and she also wanted to see Gu Siyu's situation......

The competition officially began.

In the opposite team, except for the man who had died before, there was only one person left.

This is rare good news for Chang Ling.

This man was about the same number as the previous one, and as soon as he opened his hand, he offered a black banner and muttered some incantations in his mouth.

Chang Ling clenched his sword and rushed towards this person.

The sword qi swung out, and the black banner was agitated and hunted.

A fierce black shadow came out of the black banner and rushed towards Chang Ling.

Chang Ling raised the Yuan Sacrifice Sword, and the black shadow passed directly through the Yuan Sacrifice Sword and even Chang Ling's body.

It turned out to be a disembodied soul.

At the moment when the soul body passed through Chang Ling's body, countless images flashed in front of her eyes.

If her parents hadn't treated Lin Yu, who was seriously injured, she would have had such a life.

An ordinary mortal girl who grew up under the pampering of her family, and has a few companions who have played together since childhood.

Although I have to help my parents with farm work every day, I can't eat fine rice grains, and I only have eggs and meat during the New Year's holidays, but every day is full and satisfying.

As the days passed, the little girl grew up and would watch her parents' clumsy figures quietly wipe away her tears.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, when Chunhua was in its prime, the matchmaker stepped through the threshold of her home.

She got her wish and married her childhood sweetheart's playmate, and on the wedding night, she blushed slightly, waiting for the person she liked to lift her hijab.

The days are so plain and beautiful, she has a beautiful daughter, and I heard her husband say that her daughter looks like she was a child.

All this good life came to an abrupt end on that day.

She watched her husband and daughter fall in a pool of blood, and the man he loved dearly, his eyes widened and his mouth kept telling her to run.

How could she outrun the immortals.

The black-clothed immortal who was revered and worshiped by the whole village, with a wave of her big hand, her soul was forcibly pulled out of her body.

The days and nights that followed, she kept repeating the scene of that day before her eyes.

She saw the death of her closest people again and again, she cried and screamed weakly, and finally returned to peace.

Only a pair of bloodshot eyes were wide at all times.

Little by little, resentment condensed in her.

After nine hundred and eighty-one days of torture, the ferocity and resentment on her body rushed to the sky, and it was hard to imagine that such a vicious and terrifying ghost was such a delicate and happy girl before her death.

Then her resentful soul was collected into this black flag, and there were already dozens of such souls in the black flag.

Each one of them was made by the 'immortals' with considerable effort.

All kinds of strong emotions constantly wrapped Chang Ling, impermeable.