Can still climb up.
This is a lifelike yin, but it makes Xue Xian laugh angrily—because he vaguely heard a few breaths that were deliberately concealed in the midst of the shattering bones, but it was no longer Shi Feng's smashing where it fell.
Seeing Yin's corpse get up again and pounce, Xuan Min finally wrapped the string of copper coins on his fingers.
The heavy yin anger and the resentment of unjust death have been brewing for a hundred years, like a sticky cobweb, entangling all living things in the constant tossing and slamming of the corpse of yin, whether it is Xuan Min or Xue Xian, they can't stop this kind of adhesion, the more Living creatures with strong yang energy are more attractive, so those yin resentments are far more entangled with real dragons than mortals.
Yin and Yang have been intertwined since ancient times, and no one can change them.
This kind of resentment from tens of thousands of corpses can shake a mountain and river. If it falls on an ordinary person, it is like a real blade, and it can be scraped into bones in an instant.
Although Xue Xian and Xuan Min suppressed it, they could not completely cancel it out. Therefore, in the "resurrection" of the corpse tide, the two of them gradually stretched out some small blood on their skin. .
It seems like countless thin blades are pulling and scratching all over the body.
The longer it drags on, the more blood there will be on the body, and these yin resentments will become thicker and thicker as these yin corpses are smashed again and again. , as if caught in a cycle that never sees light.
No matter how much blood there is, Xue Xian doesn't care, even if his body is full of blood, he still doesn't care, it's far worse than the robbery period.
However, in an almost calm anger, he searched for the warlock over and over again, and bombarded the man and the surrounding into slag. In the gap, he caught a glimpse of Xuanmin's white figure, and was immediately a little stunned, because Xuanmin looked up at him. at a glance.
He was above Jiuxiao, Xuanmin was in the valley, and the distance between them should be so far that even the facial features could not be clearly seen.
However, Xue Xian felt at that moment that Xuan Min was looking at him with something very heavy in his eyes. Seeing that Xuan Min suddenly raised his hand to pick up something in the void, he twisted it away at his fingertips.
Xue Xian vaguely saw blood red between his fingers, and suddenly realized that what Xuan Min received was probably blood dripping from his body.
At that moment, Xue Xian felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart for no reason, and was stabbed with a needle in the softest part under his skin.
The stinging pain was so inexplicable that Xue Xian didn't realize why for a while. Until Xuan Min took his eyes back, his fingers touched his string of copper coins.
Since fire and thunder didn't work, Xuan Min simply took back the fire dragon. He seemed to be reciting some scriptures in a low voice, and the copper coins brushed by his fingers suddenly glowed with a bright color, as if the aura refined in them suddenly came to life.
Among the five copper coins, the three that had been released from the ban were so bright that even Xue Xian in the clouds felt a little dazzling.
The moment the copper coin was awakened by the blood, Xue Xian's back was also hot.
He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that the previous stinging pain was not his own feeling, but Xuanmin's reaction, which was implicated in the copper coins and spread to his body, which made him suddenly have a sense. Blurred illusion.
But before he could think about it, the copper coin was already buzzing in the wind. Xuan Min held the copper coin in one hand and flicked the other hand while chanting the scriptures. He saw a huge and complicated rune in the smoke and mist. It rose out, with a heavy sound like a bell, and pressed it towards the tide-like corpse of Yin.
when-
The moment the rune fell, all the yin corpses were shaken, as if their souls were hit hard, and they trembled in the faint remnants of the ancient bell.
Yes, thunder can't split, fire can't melt, just because Yin's resentment is not something that can be dispelled.
At this moment, Xuan Min seemed to be transcending the souls of tens of thousands of Yin at the same time. While suffering from the pain of being wrapped in a sharp blade, he closed his eyes and chanted scriptures indifferently and calmly.
when-
Once again, the corpse of Yin in the valley stopped moving like a demon, and turned around slowly. Yin's resentment was withdrawn from Xue Xian, and he seemed to be hesitant to go towards Xuanmin.
Xuanmin tapped the copper coins again and again, those sticky yin resentment finally completely abandoned Xue Xian, went straight to Xuanmin, wrapped him in it, and the thousands of yin in the valley The corpse screamed wildly in the constant bell.
Xue Xian was stunned for a moment, and then the dragon's tail flicked, and his long body turned into a cloud of black mist, smashing straight into the valley and smashing in front of Xuan Min.
At the moment of landing, Yin's corpse was knocked over by the huge force, the valley trembled, and the black mist dissipated.