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Chapter 139 138. The Strongest Battle of the Three Kingdoms, Super Extreme Counterattack (8.5K words - two chapters in one)

"Mysterious heart is cultivating hard, and the soul is united with heaven and earth"

'There is only one Xuan Xin in such a vast land of the Three Kingdoms!
Only here can one cleanse the mysterious roots and achieve the purple palace.

If it was an ordinary Xuanxin, it would be fine, but if you encounter a ghost Xuanxin from the Three Kingdoms, you must first transform yourself into a ghost Xuangen before you can break through here.'

'The position of this Xuanxin is extremely precious. I am afraid that except for the legendary Tianxuan root, if you want to continue to improve, you must sit firmly on the Xuan root and practice hard for a hundred years.

It's really a one-size-fits-all situation. In the Three Kingdoms, it's impossible to raise a second Purple Mansion Realm person.'

'Besides, from Zhang Han's tone, sitting upright in the Mysterious Heart can also greatly increase the strength of the Purple Mansion Realm, so he is completely confident that I will sit here and not afraid that I will escape.'

For a moment, Song Yanzhen felt helpless.

When he was at the third level of Xuan training, he didn't have the skinning cream, which was fine. After all, skinning cream was not a rare thing for high-level cultivators. It could even be exchanged for in the Puppet Sect, and it could also be traded in some wild markets outside.

But this "Xuan Xin" in the Purple Mansion Realm is indeed countless times more difficult to obtain than the peeling ointment.

Because there is only one Xuanxin.

Only by sitting on the Xuanxin can you surpass the limit of the Jiang Palace, and to a certain extent, enable yourself to possess the "body of heaven and earth", and then "borrow heaven and earth to nourish my spirit", so that you can nurture a powerful soul.

If Song Yan wants to defeat a strong man in the Purple Mansion Realm, he must first find an empty Xuanxin to sit on, practice, and break through.

But if he wanted to sit on Xuanxin, he had to pull off the Zifu on Xuanxin first.

Isn't this an endless loop?

What to do?
Song Yan suddenly thought of Grandma Hong and General Gu's description of "the situation of the Purple Mansion ancestors of the Fox and Wolf tribes." Grandma Hong said that she had never even seen the ancestors, and General Gu said that there was only one ancestor in the tribe, and no one knew where the others were.

At this moment, Song Yan finally understood the reason completely.

There is one job for each person. If our ancestors couldn’t find a job at home, they had to find one outside.

And because the Xuan Xin is extremely precious, there is a common tacit understanding among all the people in the Zi Fu Realm, which is: never leak the method of breaking through the Zi Fu Realm, and never let anyone know the existence of the Xuan Xin.

Thinking of this, Song Yan entered the paper house and sat cross-legged.

He could feel a sense of surveillance.

That was a peek from Zhang Han.

No restraint, no hiding!
But when he searched in reverse with his spiritual sense, he couldn't find Zhang Han at all.

This took the two of them seven days and seven nights.

Song Yan sat there and did nothing.

Zhang Han stared at him, not moving his eyes away for a moment.

Both of them have very good patience. It seems that even if it were seven months or seven years, let alone seven days, they would be able to stare at each other motionlessly without moving or even changing their posture.

But Song Yan did not gain nothing.

Because he already understood what kind of person Zhang Han was, at least part of his character: stability.

Whether it was his previous decision to lay out the plan rather than move, or his patience at this moment, both illustrate this point.

People who are steady and prudent don't like to find themselves in a passive situation or may find themselves in a passive situation.

Therefore, Zhang Han must have hoped to hand him over to the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan in a safe manner to avoid being angered and getting into trouble.

This kind of personality is a good thing.

But it's also a bad thing.

The bad thing is that he is not decisive enough in killing.

What does it mean to kill decisively?
That is, once you feel there may be something unusual, take action immediately, instead of waiting, saying a few words, drinking a few sips of tea, etc.

If he takes action with all his strength, and Zhang Han senses the crisis, will Zhang Han be able to take action at the first possible moment, even if it means hurting or killing him?

From the current perspective, Zhang Han can't do it, he will definitely wait.

If he and Zhang Han were facing each other with their swords drawn, with the tips of their swords pointing towards each other, would Zhang Han not hesitate to use his surroundings to overpower the opponent and kill him with one sword?
From what we can see now, it is highly likely that Zhang Han tilted his sword in an attempt to subdue him rather than kill him.

Even if Zhang Han would deal with him afterwards, he probably wouldn't do that at that moment.

Why?

Because that's stability.

If Song Yan himself was in the Purple Mansion Realm, and was facing a kid from the Crimson Palace Realm who had been trapped in a trap at home, would he be able to do it?

Neither will he.

Because he is also stable.

But at this moment, he couldn't stand still once, because he no longer had a stable position.

The sky changes from cloudy to clear and dark.

Another heavy snow falls at the end of winter.

The quiet snowflakes fell on the core of the evil land, and were immediately carried by the evil storm to dance wildly, spinning in the air without even touching the ground.

The air outside the paper house seemed to be filled with countless snow-white and scarlet spindles, spinning two-colored silk threads quickly and tirelessly. The threads were so sharp that they seemed to be able to easily cut a person's fragile throat.

However, the cottage has been completely integrated into this place, and it is as quiet as a hermit’s residence in the mountains.

Song Yan first practiced the "Xixuan Divine Method" and at the same time used the "Eight Hundred Years Old Soul Drowning Grass" to perform the "Xuan Root Enhancement". However, even after spending a hundred years, not only did he fail, he couldn't even see the slightest sign of success.

He was not discouraged and picked out two bottles from the spare blood essence almost without hesitation.

One bottle is "White Bone Demon Blood".

This blood allows him to imitate "Guhuangzi" and perform a desperate counterattack.

For the other bottle, he hesitated for a long time between "Silver-armored Elephant Blood" and "Wind-black Crane Blood".

The former makes him tougher and more durable; the latter makes him faster and more agile.

After much hesitation, he finally chose "Feng Xuanhe Blood".

He had no confidence that he could withstand the powerful attack of a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator. Instead of that, he would rather seek speed.

As for these two bottles of blood, and even the previous "Ghost Shark" and "Water Abyss Dragon", Song Yan knew that they were not top-grade demon blood, but could only be considered good demon blood in a small place like the Three Kingdoms. However, he had no choice, and he could not "perfectly improve his realm."

He secretly put the two bottles of essence and blood into his sleeves and digested them quickly.

Lines of information and insights emerge.

[You practice the Mysterious Sword Sutra, absorbing the Mysterious Qi to absorb and digest the blood of the "White Bone Demon". At the same time, you also transform the Mysterious Qi into Sword Qi, and then use your blood to nourish the Sword Qi.]

[In the fourth month, you absorbed 60 strands of Xuan Qi and digested a strand of "White Bone Demon" blood. The Xuan Qi was completely transformed into sword energy]

[In the sixteenth year, you have absorbed 3000 strands of Xuan Qi, which have been successfully transformed into sword Qi. The blood of the "White Bone Demon" has merged into the upper right palace of your Crimson Palace, and is entangled with the blood of the "Corpse Wolf"]

[The sword energy interacts with the blood of the "White Bone Demon", and you comprehend a trace of special sword energy - bone-eroding sword energy]

[The sword energy contains a corrupting poison that can corrupt human flesh and bones, turning them into water in an instant]

'The speed of cultivation has increased a lot, even faster than before on Tongque Island.'

In the mortal world, it takes thousands of years to successfully cultivate, but here it only takes sixteen years and no additional resources are used.

Song Yan sighed secretly, and then became speechless.

"This bone-eroding sword energy is a good move to kill people and silence them, but what use is it to me now?"

He sensed the bone-eroding sword energy.

As we all know, it is easy to kill someone but difficult to hide the body. It would be much easier to travel the world with the bone-eroding sword energy.

But now, it's useless.

But it doesn’t matter. As the “White Bone Demon Blood” locates in the right palace, he feels that his own strength, energy and blood speed have increased a lot.

Song Yan followed the same method and continued to fix the blood of "Feng Xuanhe" in the upper left palace, and comprehended a special sword energy called "Rongfeng Sword Qi".

The effect of this sword energy is: the body merges into the sword, and the sword becomes the long wind. The wind cannot be cut, so the body cannot be cut either.

Once used, Song Yan can be in a "wind"-like state for a short period of time. Simply put, the opponent's attack can change his direction and position, but cannot hurt him.

Unless the opponent suddenly realized the secret of his move and stopped attacking him but instead tried to trap him.

Once trapped, the "wind" will naturally stop, and Song Yan will naturally appear.

Compared with the "Bone-Eroding Sword Qi", this sword energy is much better for him at this moment. Combined with the "Splitting Sword Qi", it can be said that it is like giving him a trump card directly.

As the ninth blood entered his body, Song Yan also felt stronger than ever before. It was a feeling of strength in all aspects of body and mind, a feeling of strength that was as if he had reached the peak.

However, doesn’t “reaching the top” also mean there is no further progress?

'As expected, Xuanxin is still needed.

Only by using the help of heaven and earth to nourish the spirit and soul can one break through.'

Song Yan sighed lightly, then closed his eyes, tested it briefly, and then stood up.

It was noon, theoretically the quietest time in Shadi.

At this point he had accomplished as much as he could.

So, now is the moment for him to take action.

If it was a little later, Zhang Han would notice his improvement, and he would lose a little advantage. Although it was not much, sometimes it was that tiny advantage that determined victory or defeat.

If it could bring a little more advantage, Song Yan would be willing to do it even if it took days and nights or even months or years.

He took out the strongest shadow puppet and swallowed it into his body, then honestly transformed into the strongest Hundred-Aspect Demon Body, converged it with an illusion, and then walked to the courtyard.

He knew Zhang Han was staring at him.

So, he raised his voice and said, "Zhang Han, I'm going to give it a try."

"please."

A faint voice fell from the sky, neither slow nor fast, neither arrogant nor impatient, and neither overbearing nor underestimating the enemy.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "Zhang Han, you, a powerful Purple Mansion master, must control your distance.

I am just a mere Crimson Palace Realm, much inferior to you.

If you seriously injure me, it will completely destroy my hope of survival.

Rather than falling into the hands of the mountain and sea monsters and being bullied, it is better to self-destruct and die like Gu Huangzi, with no soul left!

At that time, not only will you be unable to report to the Mountain and Sea Monster Clan, but you will also lose the opportunity to obtain secret techniques from me such as making paper houses and digesting the blood of the tiger king!
Think carefully about how to make your move! ! "

As soon as the word "了" fell, the Puppet Sect's leader, who was dressed in a black robe, no longer hesitated. He rolled up his left sleeve, and the huge paper house suddenly twisted and stretched, and rushed straight up with a "whoosh", as if a roll of white smoke was sucked back into his sleeve.

He pushed with his right hand, and the evil spirit of wind and snow that was originally swirling like a tornado suddenly paused in the void, as if time had stopped, and then it rumbled forward. The activation of the "Evil Tide Technique" caused all the evil spirits to instantly turn into a tide, and also cleared the space in front of Song Yan.

However, the direction he pushed forward was not the northeast, but the southeast!

Zhang Han had said before that "if he wanted to reach the core of the Three Kingdoms Mysterious Vein, he would have to go a little further northeast." During this period of time, he could only sense that the evil spirit in the east was indeed stronger, but he could not be sure whether it was in the northeast or southeast.

So, he pushed directly to the southeast instead of the northeast.

Because he believed in Zhang Han, just as he believed in himself.

He believed that he would never openly tell the other party the correct location, even when he was sure of winning, so Zhang Han would never do that either!

When the evil spirit receded, Song Yan's gaze also moved with it.

This spell cleared the evil spirit of wind and snow, but some evil liquid remained.

The distribution density of the evil liquid was clearly presented before his eyes.

He quickly scanned the area and saw that there was a lot of evil liquid in a certain place in the southeast direction, while the surrounding area showed a "gradually sparse" distribution.

This supports his point of view.

As soon as he thought of it, he drew out two swords, one on the left and one on the right, one black and one white. The two evil spirits entangled with each other, causing him to shoot towards the southeast.

However, he was attacked when he was halfway through his flight.

He no longer saw the attack of the evil liquid. Instead, he saw two smoke-like figures coming from afar. The aura emanating from each of them was at the late stage of the Crimson Palace!

The two late-stage Jiang Palace masters attacked at the same time, and violent energy enveloped Song Yan.

Song Yan was stunned: Not to mention that Gui Chixia should not be in the late stage of the Crimson Palace, even if he was, where would another late stage of the Crimson Palace come from in this evil land? If he really had these subordinates, Zhang Han would be able to easily bring Shadow Play Peak under his command without moving.

But even though he was thinking about it, his hands did not slow down.

He changed his moves instantly, and the extremely fast black and white evil spirits suddenly switched, and the sword rainbow light of the two evil spirits' entangled escape light suddenly spread out, turning into a thick sword light of red and silver, with silver on the outside and red on the inside.

From a distance, it looked like a silver-armored demon dragon with blood and smoke billowing out.

Sword kills the dragon!

Song Yan rode on the dragon, man and sword became one, and his speed was increased by several points compared to before.

With this thought, he rushed past the two late-stage Jiang Palace powerhouses who came to stop him and continued forward.

Time seemed to have completely slowed down. He was obviously moving very fast, but he felt as if everything was slowing down, because at this moment his perception had reached its utmost, and Zhang Han's perception was naturally also extremely sharp.

After only a few dozen feet, he saw a figure appear in the distance.

A figure exuding the aura of a powerful late-stage Crimson Palace master.

Four!!
The four late-stage Crimson Palace masters seemed to see the power of his move, and they attacked together in great tacit coordination. The terrifying energy they created came towards Song Yan.

Song Yan became more and more shocked, but at this moment, he was certain of one thing: these figures were definitely not living people, but Zhang Han's means of attack, the means of Zifu!

As for what means, he didn't know.

The four energies were overwhelming and rumbling. If Song Yan faced them head-on, no matter how strong he was, he would be greatly consumed.

It's the last gasp of a dying horse, a tiger with its teeth pulled out, what else is there to be afraid of?

If he really wants to fight, he has to at least see Zhang Han first!

So, he gritted his teeth and changed his tactics again!
The sword-like demon dragon with blood and smoke billowing suddenly slowed down and turned back into the entangled black and white demons. As its speed slowed down, the energy in front of it had already landed on the place where it was originally going, causing an explosion that almost tore the space apart.

He changed his sword moves again and returned to being the demon dragon. He followed his heart and while the opponent's strongest wave of attacks was about to land, he continued to rush forward. At the cost of a slight consumption of energy, he left the four figures behind and went down more than a hundred feet in an instant.

then
Song Yan saw another late-stage master of the Crimson Palace.

This time it's not two, not four, not even eight.

But sixteen!

Sixteen blurry figures have formed a wall, blocking the front. They raise their hands towards Song Yan, and the murderous intent emanating from them cannot be concealed.

If it were someone else, even an early-stage cultivator from the Crimson Palace standing here, he would be terrified.

Song Yan had used some small tricks to break through two levels before, but since the opponent was on guard, it was impossible for him to use the same moves again.

He looked at those figures, and glanced behind him, only to find that the six figures who had blocked him before had disappeared.

At this moment, Song Yan suddenly understood one thing: these sixteen late-stage masters of the Crimson Palace were not only not living people, but not even human beings, nor were they ghosts, but a means of attack that he could not understand.

He looked carefully, but found that not only were the faces of the sixteen figures blurry, but everything about them was blurry. Only the strong murderous intent and the contained energy were clear.

Suddenly, an idea came to my mind: It's an idea!

These were Zhang Han's thoughts. The biggest difference between the Purple Mansion Realm and the Crimson Palace Realm was that the latter still needed to use the body and Xuanbao to borrow the Xuanqi to exert power, but the former could already use thoughts to exert power.

Those thoughts dissipated and he cast his spell on his own.

However, how many thoughts can a person have in one moment?
If every thought could launch an attack, how terrifying would that be?
In a flash, Song Yan gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

The sixteen late-stage Crimson Palace masters no longer hesitated, and attacked indifferently, with great tacit understanding.

The evil dragon flew and circled with a rumbling sound, crushing all the oncoming energies one by one.

It broke into pieces once, twice, three times, four times, nine times, and ten times, but it couldn't break into pieces any more.

The remaining force still pressed towards Song Yan.

But Song Yan disappeared.

He was like a gust of wind, a sword wind, and was blown away by the violent force. Then he jumped out of the sword wind and suddenly appeared in another place, and then he used the Sword Demon Dragon to crush forward again!
then
He saw thirty-two figures of the late Crimson Palace appear in front of him.

As for the people behind him, those in the late stage of the Crimson Palace who had taken action once had all disappeared.

At this moment, Song Yan was completely convinced: these were thoughts. Only thoughts could change so wantonly, appearing and disappearing.

Using these thoughts to attack might be quite a waste of effort, but for a Purple Mansion Realm person sitting at the center of the Three Kingdoms Profound Vein, it was easy to do.

One of his thoughts could turn into a move by a late-stage master of the Crimson Palace.

Such a being, when sitting in Xuanxin, would never be exhausted to death by the monks of Jiang Palace.

No matter how many come, they can't kill him.

At this moment, a voice sounded in the air.

"As you can see, there is no way you can win. The victory or defeat is already determined, so just go back obediently.

As the price for letting you go this time, how about you teach me how to transform your sword into a dragon at will? "

Zhang Han's voice was full of sincerity, "We are going to the Mountain and Sea Monster Country, the mountains are high and the road is long, if something happens, you don't want to lose the inheritance, right?

Teach me, and I will let your power continue to live in this world, and then see the future scenery for you."

After that, he smiled and said, “Oh, if you want me to be your disciple, it’s not impossible. I can accept any red tape.

If you happen to die in the Mountain and Sea Monster Kingdom, I will offer you some fine wine every year on your death anniversary.

By the way, what kind of spirit wine do you like? "

"Shameless."

"Shameless!!!"

Song Yan was furious, with fire burning in his eyes, but he kept roaring the word "shameless" over and over again, looking helpless and furious.

The next moment, he, in this state of "impotence, rage, and loss of reason", raised the "Sword Demon Dragon" again, and at the same time secretly looked at the storage bag. All the paper figures, paper utensils, and collected treasures inside were all ready to be used at any time.

Zhang Han smiled and said, "Not really. Calm down. You are just giving it a try."

He has already won the game.

However, he still did not take it lightly.

A dense crowd of late-stage masters of the Crimson Palace appeared in front of Song Yan.

The murderous thoughts are falling like rain in the sky, and the mighty power of heaven is approaching like a mountain!

And he was just a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

He smashed into pieces one figure after another, broke through layer of energy after layer. Sometimes he was as fast as the wind, sometimes he closed his swords. His sword energy and murderous aura were rapidly fading. Even with the support of the "Four-tailed Demon Fox", he still could not withstand such high consumption.

He also threw out at random all the treasures in his hands that were still usable.

The Yin Paper Men held hands and exploded in a stream of energy as soon as they appeared, but they also delayed the energy to a certain extent.

There were quite a few shields on the paper, and at this moment they appeared one by one around Song Yan, but they all appeared in the previous moment and shattered in the next moment.

The sound of bang bang bang exploded rapidly in Song Yan's ears, mixed with the evil tide falling in the distance, it was an even more thrilling and epic scene. In such an environment, even if the elders of the Crimson Palace of the Puppet Sect were there, they would definitely be seriously injured or even killed by the aftermath.

As time went by, Song Yan was getting closer and closer to the place he wanted to go.

He felt his body beginning to go numb, but perhaps his previous words had taken effect, even so, Zhang Han still did not kill him.

But it's only temporary.

In a little while, even just a few breaths, Zhang Han might change his mind.

boom!
Another casual evil wave spell was blasted out, clearing the surrounding evil energy and making the vision slightly clearer.

Among the dense crowd of figures in the late stage of the Crimson Palace, Song Yan finally saw a man sitting upright on a blood-red cushion.

He looks ordinary, nothing special.

The moment Zhang Han saw Song Yan, he knew that he was at the end of his strength, so he sighed and said calmly: "I know you haven't given up yet and want to get close to me, and then use the power of the Tiger King and the Ice Hell Bracelet, but... Even so, it's useless."

After that, he suddenly smiled and said, “Besides, I won’t give you the chance to get close to me.

However, as the leader of the Puppet Sect, you are indeed very qualified. Gu Huangzi is far inferior to you. I admire you very much."

Song Yan's face was filled with anger, and he suddenly roared in anger: "Then let's die together!"

He looked like he was losing his mind and was about to self-destruct as he rushed towards Zhang Han.

You only get one chance.

If he fails to get close to Zhang Han today even if he plays all his cards, then he will never have another chance!
Zhang Han smiled faintly and shook his head slowly, without moving, as if the gods on the shrine were watching the beast trapped in the five-finger cage, unable to struggle.

Suddenly, silhouettes appeared around him and pounced towards Song Yan.

Song Yan's mind moved, and the massive shadow puppets stored in the storage bag began to emerge one by one, activated one by one, and turned into meat shields to block in front of him.

Shadow puppet, destroyed!

Flying sword, destroyed!

When the time came, he even spit out the shadow puppets of Grandma Fox, Grandma Red, and General Gu, trying to block as much as he could.

Although the Hundred-Aspect Demon Body is powerful, it will be injured if it is hit by such an attack. It is better to release the shadow puppets.

Just when the shadow puppet was completely vomited out and shattered, and his body began to collapse, he finally arrived in front of Zhang Han.

Zhang Han can hide.

But as soon as he dodged, his butt moved away from Xuanxin.

For a man who hasn't moved for at least a hundred years and has a "cat playing with mouse" mentality, he won't move.

Not only did he not move, but the moment he saw Song Yan, he turned from defense to offense, and with a finger as fast as light, he took the lead and pointed at Song Yan's forehead.

Accompanied by a calm and peaceful remark: "You won't cry until you see the coffin.

Forget it, it’s okay for you to give up completely, but please don’t ask for death again.

Also, remember to teach me your secret techniques."

At this moment, Song Yan mobilized the remaining mysterious energy and put it into operation with all his strength. Four soul-piercing sword energies shot out at a rapid speed, followed by four soul-imprisoning sword energies and four soul-shocking sword energies.

However, the twelve sword energies that could have stunned General Gu and Grandma Hong for a moment were like a stone sinking into the sea.

It clearly hit the target, but it seemed as if it didn't.

And just then.
Snapped!
Zhang Han’s finger had already touched Song Yan’s forehead.

This is the stage of "fighting with spirit and soul".

In an instant, a bridge seemed to be built between the two people's spiritual worlds.

Song Yan's henchman, Tiger Stripe, the henchmen stored in his own body, and the henchmen from the Ice Hell rushed towards Zhang Han frantically.

But Zhang Han was full of thoughts.

Various thoughts flashed into Song Yan's consciousness like ghosts, and the henchman Hu Ban only captured these thoughts.

Thoughts arise and disappear suddenly, but they are, after all, thoughts of the Purple Mansion Realm, and they are thoughts of the Purple Mansion Realm sitting on Xuan Xin.

Once these thoughts touch the tiger king, they will be captured, but they will also occupy a position.

The tabby king quickly reached saturation.

The minions also began to retreat as if pushed by the tide.

Perhaps, the Tiger King and the ghost will play a more terrifying role after Song Yan reaches the Purple Mansion Realm, but it is not enough at this time.

Zhang Han's soul was like a king, standing at the entrance of the bridge between the two spiritual spaces, and thoughts were still emanating from his body.

“Senior, I forgot to tell you that I was also the leader of the Puppet Sect, the one behind the scenes two hundred years ago. Otherwise, how could I know the inheritance place of the Puppet Sect so well?

Otherwise, why would there be no information from two hundred years ago in the Puppet Sect’s sect history?
By the way, I also know the function of the white bone devil blood that Guhuangzi used to stabilize the palace, and I also know that he left his blood in the sect.

Not only that, I also know that you have a secret method to quickly digest the demon blood, so I have already taken this method into consideration.

If this is really your backup plan, let's not waste our energy. Do I really have to beat you until your body is broken into pieces and then hit me with your bones?
It would be so embarrassing if I blocked you then.

If you can keep the body, keep it and heal your wounds. You are not a child anymore, why risk your life?
When you reach the Mountain and Sea Monster Kingdom, you still have a chance."

The earnest persuasion was accompanied by a condescending tone.

He had won, but there was nothing to be proud of.

But at this moment, suddenly, Song Yan's spiritual world changed. The world originally composed of the ghosts and the tiger king disappeared, and was replaced by a gray line.

The line is like a sword in the sky, dividing the dusk and the dawn.

Gray on top and black on the bottom, boundless.

got windy.
Zhang Han felt the "wind".

But that is definitely not "wind"!
Because in just a moment, hundreds of his thoughts collapsed.

Zhang Hanyun's calm expression disappeared. He suddenly jumped up as if he was stabbed by a needle, and almost roared in an unbelievable tone: "Bitter Sea?!!!"

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of thoughts collapsed.

"How did you visualize the sea of ​​suffering?"

"Are you crazy?"

His voice was no longer calm, but full of urgency.

His roar sounded like he was questioning a madman.

The sea of ​​suffering is far away, but the sea breeze is close.

The nearby sea breeze is filled with great joy, great anger, great sorrow, great sadness, and endless obsession. Wherever these obsessions touch, they will cause it to shatter.

At this time, Zhang Han had already seen Song Yan.

There is no doubt that if Song Yan wants to drag him into the sea of ​​suffering, he will have to suffer as well.

At this time, the minions around Song Yan were falling down quickly and disappearing quickly.

The wind from the sea of ​​suffering blows gently.

Surrounded by ghosts, Song Yan looked up calmly, as if he was gazing at the eternally gray sky here.

"madman."

"madman!!"

No matter how steady Zhang Han was, he would not stop at this moment. He knew that his mission had failed. He could no longer hand Song Yan over to the Shanhai Demon Clan, nor could he get anything from Song Yan!
Song Yanzhen is a complete madman, a madman who is crazier, more demonic, and more unpredictable than all the demon cultivators he has seen and known combined!
The minions around him are dying rapidly, and he will die soon too!
Zhang Han began to quickly look for the way back. Even though he was in someone else's spiritual world, he could find it quickly.

And sure enough, after another breath, he found it.

He sped away.

He wants to leave here immediately.

And suddenly, he froze.

Because the door was crowded with evil spirits.

Normally, even if there were so many minions blocking the door, he would never be blocked.

But at this time, he needed to endure the consumption of the sea of ​​suffering while breaking through the door.

This is totally impossible.

"Song Yan!"

Zhang Han turned his head and looked at the place not far away, roaring, "Between you and me, it hasn't reached the point where we must die together and our souls will be torn apart, right?!!"

However, Song Yan did not answer.

Zhang Han only saw a hint of a smile on his face, a very evil and cold smile.

Then he saw Song Yan let out a sigh of relief, and then disappeared.

Zhang Han: ??? !!!

The effect of the White Bone Demon Blood is to move the soul about an inch and hide it in the bones. Even if the body is destroyed but the bones remain, it can still heal slowly.

The soul in the bones is a door.

The soul is between the eyebrows, and there is another door.

Song Yan opened the door between his eyebrows, and then visualized the extremely outrageous "Heavenly Sword Visualization Diagram", pulling Zhang Han into the sea of ​​suffering, and then used the ghost in the Ice Hell Bracelet to fiercely block that door, and then he left the sea of ​​suffering through the door of the skeleton.

In this way, Zhang Han's soul was completely blocked, and he reached a balance with the minions of the Sea of ​​Bitterness and the Ice Hell Bracelet.

Song Yan came back to his senses and opened his eyes. He was extremely weak at this moment, so weak that even moving a finger would affect his body and soul.

However, he still gritted his teeth, kicked Zhang Han away from Xuanxin with a fierce kick, then threw away the paper house and sat on Xuanxin himself.

Without the blessing of Xuanxin, Zhang Han's soul and thoughts will be weakened and the balance will be broken.

The paper house made some creaking sounds, but luckily it didn't collapse. It just looked like it wouldn't be able to be used a third time.

Song Yan wanted to take out a paper man or a shadow puppet to protect him.

But when I looked at it again, it was empty. Everything had been consumed. Even the two-headed wolf shadow was gone.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

And just then.
A "click, click, click" sound was heard.

Cracks appeared on the surface of the Ice Hell Bracelet, and the next moment it shattered with a "bang". Song Yan could vaguely hear Zhang Han's voice that seemed to come from the other side.

"Song Yan, you will die a miserable death!!!"

Song Yan fell on his back in the courtyard of the paper house.

'It's all gone, even the Ice Hell Bracelet is broken.'

"I really don't know if it's worth exchanging all my treasures and wounds for Xuan Xin."

He glanced at Zhang Han's body. Although his soul was gone, some fragments of cause and effect and wandering thoughts still remained. In this way, he could get a glimpse of the past of this overlord and see if he could gain something.

(End of this chapter)