The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

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The 118th Victor

Qin Yangjun had no means of defending against soul attacks, so he took the hit squarely.

If he hadn't activated the Five Elements Technique of the Supreme Dragon, he would have fainted.

While Qin Yangjun was injured, the Blood Shadow youth on the other side was also in bad shape.

He forcibly activated the Ghost Bell, causing its attacks to be indiscriminate. Qin Yangjun was injured, and his soul was also affected.

Therefore, his figure also dimmed considerably, but the blood-shadow youth laughed loudly.

"Hehe! Hahaha! So what if you're a prince of the Immortal Dynasty? With only the Nascent Soul cultivation, your soul simply can't withstand the power of the Ghost God Bell."

Qin Yangjun endured the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart, straightened up, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"One more time and you won't be able to take it either. Do you want to die with me?"

The smile on the young man's face did not diminish; instead, it became more crazed.

"I cultivate the path of the soul; as long as my blood and soul endure, my life force will never cease. Only you will die!"

Qin Yangjun was suddenly startled.

road?!

His death was mentioned only briefly in the book, which made him almost forget that this kid was an immortal a thousand years ago.

Even as a soul, the path to immortality he followed was still engraved in his divine soul.

Feeling his power rapidly draining away, Qin Yangjun knew that if he continued, he would be worn down to death.

We must act quickly.

Thinking of this, Qin Yangjun gripped the Blood Dragon Roar tightly, exerted force with his feet, and charged towards the blood-shadow youth.

The blood-shadow youth also gathered the power within his body and poured it into the Ghost God Bell in front of him.

At the same time, the wronged souls in the sea of ​​blood also transformed into wisps of blood energy, converging towards the Ghost God Bell.

Clearly, the young man with the blood shadow shared the same thoughts as Qin Yangjun.

He didn't want to waste any more time with Qin Yangjun.

As his soul power and blood energy were injected, the Ghost God Bell in front of him began to tremble.

A gigantic ghostly figure slowly rose from behind him, exuding boundless power and emanating an evil aura as if it were born from the deepest hell.

The demon opened its mouth wide, and the huge skull mouth split open at an extremely absurd angle.

"Demon! Cry!"

Roar!

This sound was no longer the toll of a bell, but a roar. The sound waves of the roar seemed to materialize, and the area in front of the Blood Shadow Youth instantly turned into a black curtain, swallowing everything in an instant. Qin Yangjun's figure was also instantly annihilated in the black curtain.

However, the next second, Qin Yangjun, who had just disappeared, slowly condensed behind the Blood Shadow Youth like mist.

The blood-shadowed youth's eyes widened as he followed the light out of the corner of his eye.

A large, crimson banner came into his view.

This caused the young man with the blood-red shadow to shrink sharply...

He didn't recognize the ritual implement, but he recognized the bird's shadow on the banner and the few feathers at the top of the implement.

"Golden Crow..."

As soon as the Blood Shadow Youth finished speaking, a golden crow's cry rang out beside him.

The golden sun exploded like a bomb in an instant.

The golden flames devoured the blood-shadowed youth and the sea of ​​blood below, and the vengeful spirits in the sea of ​​blood were all annihilated under the golden crow's flames.

As the light faded, the crimson space shattered, turning into a cavern, leaving only a charred black patch on the surrounding ground.

The original white bones on the ground have all been carbonized and are no longer recognizable.

The Bagua symbol in the sky and the golden dragon dissipated, the blood dragon returned to the Blood Dragon Roar, and the exhausted Qin Yangjun fell from mid-air.

boom!

With a muffled thud, Qin Yangjun let out a painful groan, feeling as if he was about to vomit up everything he had eaten before coming here.

Damn it... the protagonist did it all so easily, while I almost lost half my life.

However, the current situation is still within Qin Yangjun's acceptable range.

Trading serious injury for a celestial artifact seems like a sure-fire way to make a profit.

Moreover, this immortal artifact is a supreme treasure of the Nine Yin Ruins.

They're probably still searching for it up there.

Qin Yangjun then struggled to his feet, took one step at a time, and moved to the side of the Ghost God Bell. He then put the small, black bell into his storage bag.

After putting the item into his storage bag, a feeling of powerlessness washed over him, causing him to collapse to the ground.

Qin Yangjun felt as if all his strength had been drained, and the battle had also severely damaged his soul, with a tearing sensation spreading deep within his bones.

He truly felt like he was half-dead right now.

Normally, his sister should have already noticed such severe injuries.

However, the ruins shielded her senses, so even though she had a wisp of her sister's divine consciousness within her, she couldn't perceive her own situation.

However, it doesn't matter whether my sister comes or not now.

I've already solved everything that needed to be solved.

Thinking of this, Qin Yangjun tilted his head and looked at the blood coffin from which the blood-shadowed youth had crawled out.

A bright red fruit came into Qin Yangjun's view.

Based on the description in the book, Qin Yangjun remembered the name of that fruit.

The Ninth-Grade Heavenly Material – Thousand Soul Blood Spirit Fruit.

This fruit can be said to be unique in the lower realm. It takes a thousand years to bloom and a thousand years to bear fruit, and it also requires an extremely large amount of soul power to nourish it.

This must have been specially prepared by the Blood Shadow Youth for Wen Yang to enhance his strength after he possessed the body.

After all, his strength after possessing another body is the same as the host's.

However, all his preparations have backfired and he's ended up benefiting himself.

Qin Yangjun sighed.

He turned over and closed his eyes.

He has now refined the Golden Crow Banner, so his divine sense has also been restored.

There is no danger around.

So he decided to recover his strength before going to get the fruit.

But after only a few breaths, Qin Yangjun suddenly opened his eyes.

He suddenly sensed several familiar presences.

How did they get in?!

After identifying the owner of these auras, Qin Yangjun was startled. Ignoring the pain, he crawled to the Thousand Soul Blood Spirit Fruit, grabbed the fruit, and swallowed it in two gulps.

Qin Yangjun was so focused on not letting others benefit from his hard-earned spoils that he forgot about the immense medicinal effects of the Blood Soul Fruit.

As soon as the Blood Soul Fruit entered his mouth, a powerful medicinal force spread throughout Qin Yangjun's body.

“Ah!! Damn it!”

Intense pain gnawed at Qin Yangjun's brain, causing him to collapse to his knees.

Then his bones began to crack, and streaks of blood surfaced from his body.

Qin Yangjun endured the excruciating pain, clenching his teeth. At the same time, he could feel his soul being strengthened, and a warm sensation was mixed in with the intense pain.

With each heartbeat, Qin Yangjun felt everything around him begin to become clearer.

He felt something expanding inside his body.

Qin Yangjun knew that in his current state, he was simply unable to fully refine the Thousand Soul Blood Spirit Fruit.

So he used the Thousand Soul Blood Spirit Fruit to restore his spiritual power and regulate the medicinal effects, gathering the excess medicinal power in his dantian.

Even so, the effects of the Thousand Soul Blood Spirit Fruit directly boosted his cultivation to the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

As soon as he concentrated the medicinal power, Qin Yangjun was completely exhausted and fell backward to the ground.

At this point, he was covered in blood and extremely weak.

Even Superman couldn't withstand these waves of problems.

Gradually, his vision blurred, and in the last second before it vanished into darkness, Qin Yangjun saw several familiar figures rushing towards him...

Chapter 119: Being Hunted Down

In the midst of chaos, Qin Yangjun felt his body constantly falling, and a strong sense of weightlessness filled his mind.

But the feeling of weightlessness did not cause him the slightest panic. At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten everything, and even his consciousness was in a state of chaos.

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly a glimmer of light appeared in that dark world, first one, then countless stars spread across the sky.

Amidst the stars, Qin Yangjun saw two suns, one black and one white, spinning and intertwining...

In a daze, a golden phantom appeared before Qin Yangjun's eyes.

The moment the phantom appeared, all the surrounding stars dimmed.