The looming black phoenix beside him suddenly floated in front of An Lin, and condensed into a black blade with a breathtaking edge!
The Youhuang exists in the dream, and the soul dances to the bliss.
This is the way of the Youhuang that An Lin realized by taking the Youhuang Necromancer Pill, an attack technique that belongs to the lineage of the soul, the Dark Phoenix Sword!
With the extremely strong soul power comparable to the peak of returning to the void, coupled with the soul magic of the Phoenix lineage, how terrifying will its power be? Simpson, who was still laughing before, with a look of confidence in the victory, has changed drastically at this moment, as if he saw a ghost.
"How is it possible? Why are you so strong?!" He roared in horror.
An Lin chuckled: "Because I am omnipotent."
Simpson: "…"
Knowing that there was no way out, the blood claws tore directly at the black knife.
"Extreme Blood Fiend Blade!"
The bloody blade fell down with enough power to tear apart the Void Returning Almighty Soul directly, and the devil's voice of hell crying with all ghosts also appeared at this moment.
The Dark Phoenix Saber seemed to have sensed it, and also chopped it off.
The fall of this knife seemed to bring the whole world into a deep sleep, and everything fell into darkness forever.
The sound of howling ghosts disappeared, and Simpson's blood claws were also swallowed.
"No… !"
He was terrified, and in the end, the body of the soul was also swallowed by this knife.
After dark, everything became quiet again.
Only a little bit of starlight flickers under the moonlight.
There is no trace of Simpson in this world anymore.
An Lin looked at the empty void, shook his head slightly, and sighed with emotion: "There is really no one who can fight..."
"Come on, now there are no outsiders, and they are all dead, who will watch you pretend?" A clear and pleasant voice came from behind.
An Lin turned around and saw Xu Xiaolan approaching with a sword, and gave him an annoyed look.
Not only that, but she is also holding the Dragon Bird Sword tightly, as if she has murderous intent? !
"Let's go! Why are you in a daze, pretending to be forced and not running, waiting for other ancestors to take revenge?" Xu Xiaolan couldn't help reminding An Lin again when she saw that An Lin hadn't escaped yet.
An Lin came back to his senses, glanced at the ruined Bone Demon Blood Sect in the distance, and said with some reluctance: "Have you finished touching all the treasures?"
"I'm done touching, and I'll take the treasure after beating, or are you pretending to be aggressive? The enemies have also been killed, but it seems that some blood clans used sound transmission symbols to spread the news." Xu Xiaolan said with some regret.
"I have to do one more thing." An Lin suddenly flew towards the Bone Demon Blood Sect.
"Hey, what else do you want to do?" Xu Xiaolan shouted, but still followed.
An Lin looked at the ruined Bone Demon Blood Sect, and quickly found a relatively independent space.
Xu Xiaolan came back to her senses, remembering that this is the storage place for the auctioned items of the Blood Tasting Festival, she couldn't help being surprised and said, "I didn't expect you to be so kind."
An Lin cut open the space with a sword, revealing all kinds of powerful but dying creatures inside: "I'm not trying to save them, I'm just stabbing a creature to death."
Xu Xiaolan: "..., how much hatred?"
"I want to know too, Xiao Xie keeps urging me to do this..." An Lin smiled wryly, with a confused expression on his face.
He released more than a dozen intelligent creatures of various races, and they bowed gratefully to An Lin and Xu Xiaolan, thanking them a thousand times.
An Lin finally came to the strong man of the Black Feather Clan, waved the Shengxie Sword in his hand, and asked curiously, "Hey, buddy, do you recognize this sword?"
The Black Feather Clan was tied to a cross, looking at An Lin with hope, but his face changed drastically after seeing the Shengxie Sword: "This is..."
"Pfft!"
The Shengxie Sword turned into an afterimage, and suddenly pierced into the hearts of the Black Feather Clan!
The Black Feather man was dumbfounded.
Xu Xiaolan was startled.
An Lin was also stunned, and blamed: "Hold the grass! Xiaoxie, why are you moving on your own, at least let the other party finish talking first!"
"I'm not interested in listening." Sheng Xiejian's clear and cold voice came.
The corner of An Lin's mouth twitched slightly: "I'm interested..."
Sheng Xiejian ignored him.
An Lin looked at the stunned Black Feather man, and explained: "That old man, you may not believe it, but it wasn't me who stabbed you, it was the sword that did it..."
The man from the Black Feather tribe twitched his mouth and said with difficulty: "I believe..."
An Lin: "???"
The Black Feather man died.
The Shengxie sword hummed happily, as if it had completed a certain task, and fell into a deep sleep again.
An Lin was stunned for a while, and then used divine fire to cremate the strong man of the Black Feather Clan.
At this moment, his mind is full of doubts, why does Xiao Xie want to kill the Black Feather Clan so much? Also, why do the strong men of the Black Feather Clan seem to know that Sheng Xiejian wants to kill them
An Lin asked Shengxiejian a few words with his consciousness, but the reply he got was "guess", "I won't tell you", "hmph" and the cold silence...
"It's over, let's go!"
An Lin asked many times but failed, and once again put the Shengxie Sword into the cold palace, and decided to get down to business first.
The two began to fly towards Lingshen City, leaving behind ruins.
High above the sky, a black brick flew towards the east at an extremely fast speed.
An Lin and Xu Xiaolan sat on the black bricks, impatiently counting the spoils.
"Well, I was lucky, I got three trophies of Void Returning Power." After finishing speaking, An Lin looked at Xu Xiaolan rather embarrassedly.
He took away the treasures of the three most powerful men, and he was always worried that Xiaolan would lose them.
Xu Xiaolan's eyebrows were curved, and she said with a smile: "I'm not bad luck, I won a lot of trophies from the strong blood."
Seeing that Xu Xiaolan seemed to be in a good mood, An Lin continued to count the spoils.
He refined the three rings, and first counted the spirit stones.
Soon, his face showed ecstasy: "It's great, there are 8.2 million spirit stones in it, and each person has more than two million spirit stones on average. These big guys are all for this Blood Festival, I have prepared a lot of spirit stones!"
Xu Xiaolan also showed joy on her face: "My harvest is also good. After a rough count, the spirit stones I got are 14 million spirit stones..."
An Lin's hands trembled, causing Na Jie to fall directly on the bricks.
"You... How many spirit stones do you think you have?" An Lin's eyes widened.
"Fourteen million spirit stones." Xu Xiaolan smiled dimpledly, obviously in a good mood.
An Lin: "..."
Is this the way to open it a bit wrong
He worked hard to kill three big bosses, and the money he got was so much less than Xu Xiaolan who took mobs
As if seeing An Lin's bewilderment and confusion, Xu Xiaolan explained in a very understanding way: "Actually, for this Blood Festival, even the strongest of medium-sized sects will raise assets to participate in the competition. Besides, There are also some representatives, behind them, it is very likely that there is a top sect."
Yep, that makes sense...
An Lin suddenly realized that some big bosses didn't come, but the big boss's money came!
In this way, wouldn't they have formed enmity with many awesome sects
However, this way of getting money seems a bit fast
"Xiaolan... I have a bold idea..."
"An Lin! You just wait for me now, I'm short of money, I'll give it to you!"
(end of this chapter)