478. Chapter 478 Blood Madness (1/2)

The breeze was blowing, the sun was shining on the Yunlan Sect, and the soul raised her hand and patted the dust off her body. The extremely elegant movement was like the style of a well-educated young lady from a noble family.

But this movement was now performed by Xiao Yan's body, which made people feel uncomfortable no matter how they looked at it.

And around her, Jia Xingtian, Queen Medusa, Yunshan, etc., all fell to the ground and could not move. There was no one standing in the entire Yunlan Sect except the soul.

From beginning to end, the soul hardly moved, and only relied on the chains circling around to defeat them one by one, which was unbelievable.

But no matter how unbelievable it was, it was now a fact in front of them.

Everyone understood that as long as they could touch the soul, the soul that was now just borrowing Xiao Yan's body would definitely not be able to stop them.

However, the soul knew this better than them, so from beginning to end, everyone's joint attack failed to touch the soul, and they were all blocked by the soul locks made of souls.

"Damn it."

The strongest Queen Medusa struggled to get up, but after several attempts, she fell to the ground helplessly.

She swore that this was the first time she had been so embarrassed and so helpless.

In fact, Queen Medusa, who was able to try to get up, was already in a relatively good situation. The others couldn't even move at this time.

The soul lock attacked not only the body, but also caused severe damage to their souls. At this time, they couldn't get up not only because of exhaustion, but also because their souls were so traumatized that they couldn't control their bodies freely.

"As a group of ants, you are also fighting hard."

The soul said leisurely, but his heart was not as relaxed as his face showed.

His soul was incomplete, and it was burned by the black fire that came from nowhere. The battle with Jia Xingtian and others just now was completely fought with the soul. Even if they didn't cause any real damage to him, his soul power, which was not much, was consumed a lot.

This is also the reason why the souls of Jia Xingtian and others are still alive. With my current weak soul state, it is okay to absorb the wronged souls without self-awareness, but I may not be able to suppress these souls with self-awareness and strong strength.

And don’t forget that Xiao Yan’s body is still in my body. Even if I can barely suppress them after absorbing them, if Xiao Yan does not completely deny his existence, then I will be busy in vain and may fall into sleep again.

(It’s like this to deal with a few Dou Zongs. It’s useless even if I find a soul hero in this state.)

The soul thought so in my heart, frowning tightly.

She wanted to win, but she was not afraid of losing. She was afraid that she would not show her true strength to duel with the soul hero and decide the winner.

Whether it was myself or the soul hero, the soul hoped that both sides would fight with the strength of their prime. As long as this condition was met, whether they won or lost, the soul would accept it calmly.

No. If they were both in their prime, this lady would not lose!

The soul was so sure in his heart, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

The most important thing for her now is to make Xiao Yan completely deny his existence, so that Xiao Yan's body can belong to her forever.

"Mother! Mother, wake up!"

Hmm?

Hearing the cry of the child, the soul raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head and saw Yun Xiao kneeling beside Yun Yun, constantly pushing his mother's body.

Although Yun Yun was not unconscious yet, she could not move.

She knew that the current situation had exceeded their expectations. The soul in front of them was so powerful that they were completely unable to resist.

Although he used Xiao Yan's body, he was essentially an extremely evil person. Yun Xiao would definitely face danger if he continued to stay here.

"Xiao Xiao. Run away."

Yun Yun said these words with all her might out of her mother's instinct.

However, in the scene at this time, in front of the soul, these words seemed so ridiculous.

Escape?

How to escape?

Where to escape?

Yun Xiao was only a two-year-old child, and she had not even started practicing yet. How could she possibly escape from the soul that had just knocked them all to the ground?

The only hope was that the soul would ignore Yun Xiao, a weak insect, and let her go.

But it was obvious that Yun Yun's hope was doomed to fail.

(Roar~ This girl's soul is ridiculously similar to Xiao Yan's.)

The soul looked at Yun Xiao, and a trace of surprise appeared in his heart.

Generally speaking, there is only one situation in which souls can be so similar.

That is, a very high concentration of blood relationship, that is, direct relatives.

And the degree of similarity of this soul is closer than that of ordinary blood relatives. Even Xiao Yan's father Xiao Zhan and Xiao Yan's sisters Xiao Yu and Xiao Li cannot be so close to Xiao Yan's soul.

The soul will gradually change with age.

Drawing this conclusion, the soul immediately understood Yun Xiao's identity.

Xiao Yan's, biological daughter.

"Ha~ Isn't it much easier this way?"

Hun Ling laughed. Using Xiao Yan's body to kill his biological daughter was a huge blow to Xiao Yan, and it would make Xiao Yan completely deny his existence.

"What a pity! I don't want to do anything to a child."

Hun Ling slowly raised her hand, and her words seemed to reveal that she still had some humanity.

However, her next words undoubtedly exposed her cruel and ruthless nature.

"But it's a pity that I can achieve my goal by killing you." Soul slowly raised his hand, and the soul lock appeared again, "So for this lady, you should die."

The soul chain suddenly flew away at the crying Yun Xiao, and the arrow at the top of the chain emitted a heart-stopping cold light.

Because the soul lock is forged from the soul of the soul, the damage to the body is not that great, and most of the injuries suffered by Jia Xingtian and others are soul trauma.

But that's when the strength is acceptable.

And in Yunxiao's current situation, if he is penetrated by this soul lock, not only will his soul dissipate, but his body will die instantly!

Xiaoxiao, get away! ! !

Everyone was shouting in their hearts, roaring at the top of their lungs.

However, no one could move and could only feel despair, watching helplessly as the chain was about to penetrate Yun Xiao. Yun Xiao looked at the chain flying towards him, his little eyes were filled with fear, and he instinctively closed them tightly. Binocular.

Poof!

The sound of chains penetrating through the body sounded, and a wave of warmth fell on Yun Xiao's face, but he did not feel any pain.

Yun Xiao opened his eyes in confusion, and saw a body with a chain pierced through the chest. Blood splattered on Yun Xiao's face, which was also the source of the warmth.

Yun Xiao slowly raised his head, and when he saw the appearance of the person in front of him, his mind was suddenly shocked as if he had been struck by thunder.

It was Yun Ling who had gone to the Snake Tribe for help before but arrived late! "Xiao Xiaoxiao, are you okay?"

Yun Ling's teeth were now stained red with blood, and even his beard was not spared, but he still managed to smile and care about the child in front of him.

"Huh? Who are you?"

Seeing that Yun Xiao, who was supposed to be dead, was replaced by Yun Ling, Soul frowned in displeasure, raised his hand, and pulled out the soul lock from Yun Ling's body. Yun Ling's body also fell down, leaning on one arm. He was holding on to the ground so he didn't fall to the ground.

"Grandpa Yunling!"

Yun Xiao's vision blurred for an instant, and she covered Yun Ling's chest with her small hands in a desperate attempt to stop the blood flow, but it was in vain. Feeling the warm liquid continuously draining from her hands, Yun Xiao felt the fear of loss for the first time.

And Yun Ling also felt that his vision gradually became dim, his body gradually became cold, and he was constantly trembling.

Is this death?

Two years ago, Yun Ling was so afraid of death, but at this moment, Yun Ling suddenly realized that he didn't seem to be afraid of death.

What he was really afraid of was a meaningless death.

At least, he was willing to die for this child.

Yun Ling's hands were cold and trembling, and he slowly stretched out his hand, caressing Yun Xiao's face. Looking at her moist eyes, all the events in the past were constantly swirling and alternating in his mind at this moment.

His lofty ideals when he first joined the Yunlan Sect, his high spirits when he became the Great Elder, his passion for being entrusted by Yun Yun, and his unscrupulous methods for the Yunlan Sect, and finally the dust of his crimes was settled.

Such a long life is like a dream, but the final memory is fixed in the short two years of taking care of Yun Xiao.

Whether it was the self before his fall who worked hard for the rise of the Yunlan Sect until he was in agony, or the self after his fall who committed crimes for the rise of the Yunlan Sect and was in fear all day long, Yun Ling spent his whole life in a tense state of mind. of.

Only these two years, only these two years of taking care of Yun Xiao, did Yun Leng really feel it.

It's good to be alive.

"Xiaoxiao. Thank you." Yun Leng's eyes gradually became hollow, but he still could not conceal his love for Yun Xiao. "When you grow up, you must not become a bad person like Grandpa Yun Ling."

Yun Xiao was the salvation in his eyes, and for this salvation, he committed a new crime. He agreed to Yan Luotian's coercion and set up a formation, which implicated many innocent people.

After you die, you will definitely go to hell.

Yun Ling had this in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he slowly fell to the ground.

Peacefully and forever, I closed my eyes.

"Grandpa Yunling! Grandpa Yunling, wake up!"

Yun Xiao cried and pushed Yun Ling's cold body.

However, no matter how much he pushed, Yun Leng still failed to give any response, and it was impossible to give any response again.

Yun Ling has died, and his soul has dissipated forever at this moment.

Yun Xiao's sad cries spread throughout the Yun Lan Sect, and everyone looked at this scene blankly.

Even the soul is no exception.

Looking at Yun Xiao and Yun Leng, the scene of killing his grandfather with his own hands suddenly appeared in the soul's mind.

At that time, his grandfather, like Yun Leng and Yun Xiao, cared deeply for himself as his granddaughter. Even if he faced death, he would give him the chance to live.

However, in order to fulfill his own desires, he personally crushed his heart to pieces.

At this moment, the soul's heart was greatly stimulated. Yun Xiao was so sad when facing Yun Ling's death, as if he was ridiculing what she had done.

This made Soul Soul's eyes reveal an extremely angry look, as if someone else had uncovered his scars and laughed at his own incompetence.

The soul's expression became extremely distorted.

"I have changed my mind." The soul's face was filled with hatred, like an evil ghost, "Even if you have nothing to do with Xiao Yan, you must die today!"

Angry from embarrassment, this word is most suitable to describe the soul at this time.

Similar things, similar results, but completely different.

The strong contrast made the soul deeply feel that he was a beast, and there was no room for excuse. Even he could not deny it.

"As long as I can defeat Soul Ying, I am willing to give up anything!"

Kill her! Kill her, kill her, kill her!!!

The soul screamed furiously, and the soul lock stabbed at the crying Yun Xiao again, determined to destroy her body and soul without a trace!

But this time, the soul still failed to do so.

Another person stood in front of Yun Xiao, holding the blood-red sword tightly in her hand, with long hair scattered like a savage, and the soul lock deeply penetrated her shoulder, bleeding.

The young master of Yunlan Sect, Nalan Yanran!

"You bunch of bugs, one by one is really annoying!"

The soul's eyes flashed with anger, and he raised his hand to hook Nalan Yanran's soul back directly along the soul lock.

It may not be able to suppress the absorption of the souls of all people here, but it is still easy to absorb the soul of only one person.

However, the next moment, the soul's instinct suddenly sounded a warning, and it suddenly pulled the soul lock out of Nalan Yanran's body.

This strong uneasiness. What's going on?

If it were me in my prime, I would definitely not be afraid of anything, but now that my soul is almost one in a hundred, the soul is still willing to believe in my instinct.

This savage-like woman in front of me is very troublesome.

"Gurgle."

Nalan Yanran hunched her waist, her teeth clenched and grinded, her throat made a threatening sound like a beast, her eyes stared at the soul through her hair, and the blood-red murderous light seemed to pierce her soul.

The next second, the blood seen by the naked eye on the Yunlan Sect began to stir, and all of them generated pieces of blood mist, rushing towards Nalan Yanran frantically, making Nalan Yanran's already dangerous aura even more frightening.

What happened?

Everyone looked at this scene in astonishment, and the soul's eyes showed astonishment.

The self-created fighting skills are wrong! Is this a self-created technique? ! !

It is not difficult to create a fighting skill, but creating a technique is another matter. It has nothing to do with strength. It depends entirely on one's talent and understanding. Even the level of the soul spirit at the beginning was just a series of fighting skills created for the soul palace for the soul.

Of course, with her previous strength, it is not difficult to create some low-level techniques, but she just doesn't have the leisure to do so.

But it is obvious that the level of Nalan Yanran's technique in front of her is not the same as those low-level techniques at all.

It is even very likely that it is a real heaven-level technique!

However, after just a few seconds, Nalan Yanran absorbed all the blood around her, and her body exuded a thick and pungent bloody smell. The wounds on her body continued to emerge, seemingly healing, but not healing. The illusory blood-red shadows clinging to her body, just looking at it makes people feel as if they have seen their own death, which makes people feel terrified.

Nalan Yanran created her own technique, rabies!

If it weren't too ugly, I actually wanted to directly name the technique rabies (funny)