Quan Zuyin already has two holes in his shoulders, which are the two wounds left by Liu Hongming's "The Return of Yan". The audience in the audience couldn't feel it, but as the only object of the soul technique, Quan Zuyin had already entered the Zheng of the Illusion Realm

Even though Quan Zuyin has greatly improved his soul, Liu Hongming is not standing still, with the help of the Liu family's forces and his brother, who is also proficient in illusions, he has perfected the soul technique of "The Return of Yan".

Quan Zuyin walked in the rain alley, occasionally saw the shadow of the martial arts platform, saw the flying knife and the double swallow, but did not know whether it was true or not.

The two blood holes on his shoulders were left by Liu Hongming's tricks: when Quan Zuyin thought that he had seen through Liu Hongming's illusion, in fact, he had only stepped into a deeper layer of illusion!

The audience watched Quan Zuyin's body change, but it seemed to be facing Liu Hongming's flying knife, two flying knives like milk swallows penetrated Quan Zuyin's body, but no blood was brought out, as if there was no blood flow in Quan Zuyin's body.

Liu Hongming couldn't help frowning: "The recovery speed of the body is also stronger!" Moreover, the dead qi stained on the milk swallow double knife has already turned black, and it took Liu Hongming a lot of time to get his double knife clean again.

But this could not change the outcome of the battle: the lantern-carrying ghost summoned by Izumi Zuyin was still very powerful, but under the influence of illusion, the blue-faced fanged ghost could not specify the direction of the soul power, and the blue lamp flame swayed, but it did not shoot out for a long time.

"Think about it, how did Brother Mu wake me up from the illusion?"

Quan Zuyin simply gave up the action of dodging the milk swallow, and Liu Hongming laughed out loud when he saw this: "Give up struggling! If you continue to consume like this, you will still lose!"

He said this, but his hand swung out harder, and his two knives staggered twice in the air, heading straight for Quan Zuyin's temple.

The audience in the audience couldn't help but feel a little frightened when they saw such a merciless killing move: this year's potential list seems to be extremely fierce, and if any side chooses to stay, they may be killed by their opponents. In previous years, point-to-point exchanges have become rare, and even fewer people choose to retreat without a fight.

When Milk Yan almost touched Quan Zuyin's temple, his body trembled suddenly, his eyes became clear, and he just took a step forward, and Milk Yan flew past the back of his head, and there was no scene of blood splattering five steps.

Some of the pale female students in the audience who covered their eyes breathed a sigh of relief, they never left a hand to kill demon beasts or soul cultivators, but they still couldn't help but be frightened when a real death match between classmates appeared in front of them.

"What!?" Liu Hongming's pupils shrank, and he saw a faint blue ghost fire coming towards him, but the cold-colored flames had the momentum of burning all living beings, Liu Hongming felt that his soul was scorched by this flame and curled up in a ball!

Quan Zuyin gasped violently, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth! His whole body became very weak, and the blood flew up, flying towards the ghost with his cold voice:

"Eat my essence and blood!"

The ghost jumped and was ecstatic, swallowing the essence blood of this spring ancestor yin for nearly ten years, and the candle flame above his head instantly burst out, and blue sparks splashed.

Liu Hongming's defensive soul skill appeared, and as the caster's divine soul strength increased, Liu Hongming's shield wall also became thicker. The audience watched as the dark blue ghost fire burned through the short wall, but there was only one spark left, swaying and flying into Liu Hongming's Zheng of the sea

"Such a weak ghost fire can't hurt Liu Hongming, who has a strong spirit, at all!" the children of the Liu family, who were watching the battle, mocked.

Protector also shook his head, he could see that this Quan Zuyin could be described as decisive, and did not choose to rely on his perverted recovery ability to win the game, but took the initiative to attack, exchanging the pain of forcing out the essence blood for a moment of sobriety.

"The instant dodging and counter-killing are excellent. ”

The other protector scoffed at his companion's transmission: "But the cultivation in the middle stage of the Pregnant God Realm is still very different from Liu Hongming after all, I think this battle is about to end, how many drops of essence blood does he still have?"

Quan Zuyin's eyes were dark for a moment, but he felt the breath of sparks left in Liu Hongming's sea of knowledge. The excited ghost jumped, and the ghost fire on its back shook with it.

There was some despair in Quan Zuyin's eyes: "It's better to extinguish than to extinguish? What does this mean?"

He could already hear the sound of the rain, the woman's oil-paper umbrella appeared on the martial arts platform again, reality and environment began to intertwine, and he knew that he had no time!

Quan Zuyin looked at the swaying ghost fire, sensed the faint Martian Qi machine in the sea of knowledge in the martial arts platform, and instantly realized the truth of "light extinguishment"!

I saw him stretch out his hand, slowly clenched his fists, and the ghost roared, but he couldn't disobey the will of Quan Zuyin who summoned him out, and the lotus lamp on his back shook a few times......

"Poof!"

Two muffled sounds appeared above the ghost's head and in Liu Hongming's sea of consciousness at the same time, and the ghost who had lost the ghost lamp struggled, but could not continue to stay in the world, turning into a ball of light and disappearing completely!

Liu Hongming fell on his back like this, and the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood in the sea of knowledge revolved around him, and it seemed that Liu Hongming was also a soul that should not stay in this world, and wanted to drag him into the abyss of hell!

"No, I surrender!"

The two flying knives fell to the ground weakly, and Quan Zuyin, who was freed from the illusion, hurriedly terminated this soul skill, and the roar in hell disappeared from Liu Hongming's sea of knowledge, and the retracted ghost claws also seemed to be very unwilling, like a delicacy to his mouth slipped away.

On the side of the martial arts platform, the crowd fell silent, and suddenly a disciple of the Liu family jumped like thunder: "This is an evil cultivator!"

The coolness just now even penetrated the enchantment, and everyone had the feeling of being stared at by a terrifying existence, and the moment the lights went out, it was like a brief overlap between hell and the world! Many monks who did not have enough psychological quality turned pale, and their fears turned into anger to the extreme, and under the leadership of the Liu family monks, they stood up one after another and waved their fists: "Evil cultivators get out of the spiritual veins!"

Quan Zuyin didn't expect such a terrifying thing to happen after the soul skill "lights out", but no one noticed that he forcibly stopped the demon's movements in order to keep Liu Hongming's soul, otherwise maybe Liu Hongming would really be dragged to hell.

At this moment, Quan Zuyin, who lost his essence and blood and was eaten by his own martial arts, didn't even have the strength to open his mouth to refute, he held the ancient coffin, leaned his forehead on the coffin lid, and boundless anger surged from the bottom of his heart: "Sure enough, only you can believe ......"

He felt groggy and sleepy, and through the thin lid of the coffin, he felt the immortal body's desire for life—the enchantment was as thin as paper to the ancestors, and there was a lot of life outside......

"Eat...... Eat you guys!"

The coffin lid had just staggered a crack, and the breath of Quan Han spread all over the audience in an instant, even more than the evil ghosts in hell!

"How can you and I clean up the matter of the press?" A somewhat helpless voice sounded from behind him, Quan Zuyin's body shook, and the coffin lid slowly returned to its original state.

"Have an opinion?

Bai Mu has arrived!

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