"It's over!"

Zhang Fan let out a sigh of relief, and for the first time tried his best to break the evil seal, that sense of oppression, even if it was himself, he felt it.

"It is worthy of luck, one of the three ** seals, and it is famous. ”

sighed with emotion, flicked his sleeves, and a blood-colored yuan baby suddenly appeared between his fingers.

- Blood Sink Real People!

At this time, the blood sinking real person was suddenly released from Qiankun's sleeve, and he was still confused, Zhang Fan was about to make him sober, when a muffled sound suddenly came from behind him.

"Bang!"

Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan suddenly looked back, only to see a young man, his face full of sluggishness, as if the most important thing in life had passed through his fingers at once.

- Xu Cheng!

This insignificant mortal, who had been ignored by the two of them, suddenly fell to his knees when they looked at him, and the hard earth and stone ground suddenly sunken, soaked in blood, and gradually turned a red color.

His arms were like wrapping themselves, but they were empty, except that the ground in front of him was sprinkled with gray-white dust, just like the place where the seventeen bloody corpses were.

"Don't ...... Don't ......"

The wind suddenly rose, blowing away all the dust, Xu Cheng grabbed it with both hands, and it was empty after all.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Fan sighed secretly and shook his head silently.

Whether it is a mortal or a monk, after all, there are people and things that are reluctant, and when faced with this despair, there are a few people who can not be crazy.

At this time, Xu Cheng is no different from madness.

What he was holding in his hand earlier was obviously the body of the girl named "Shanshan", but I don't know how he recognized her in a blur of flesh and blood.

When Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan were fighting with Xueshen Zhenren, he kept hugging his fiancée who twitched from time to time, and the pain of infinite sinking was really not something that outsiders could understand, let alone describe it in pale language.

At the last moment, when the golden light of breaking evil shone on the earth, within a radius of hundreds of zhang, and nothing was missed, Shanshan, a poor woman who had been sacrificed to the blood corpse**, was finally liberated.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for her, but for Xu Cheng, it may be the collapse of the whole world!

"That's it!"

Seeing that a long time had passed, Xu Cheng still looked demented, Zhang Fan shook his head and sighed, and stopped caring about it.

The happiness of happy people is mostly similar, while the misery of miserable people is unimaginable to the vast majority of happy people.

In this world, every moment, I don't know how many tragic things that most people have never even heard of happen naturally, like spring going to autumn.

What can you do if you are in this world?

In order for all this not to happen to yourself, not to your loved ones, but only to be strong, strong, and strong, when you are strong enough to ignore everything, it is natural to be in great consummation.

This is the truth of struggling to survive in the world of life, and other than that, it is all illusory.

Zhang Fan's gaze gradually sank, his heart was like water, no longer touching the dust, and his cold gaze was like a knife, stabbing at the body of the blood sinking real person Yuanying.

After all, Yuanying Zhenren cultivated, even if the miraculous effect of the Qiankun in his sleeve could not last long on his body, and at this time, the blood Shen Zhenren Yuanying had already sobered up, and his face was still shocked, but there was a sneer and silence.

It's useless to say anything now.

"Blood Shen Zhenren, Zhang will ask you again. ”

After a while, Zhang Fan asked in a deep voice: "Drunk to death, where is the natural spring water?"

"Hahahaha~"

The corners of his mouth curved in an arc, first sneering, and then laughing wildly, full of madness.

"Do you think I'm going to tell you?"

"Don't dream, the boy of Faxiangzong, if you have the ability, you will torture Lao Tzu for a thousand years to see who is afraid of whom?"

The Yuan Infant of the Blood Shen Real Man originally looked hideous, not like the appearance of the monk Yuan Ying, but had a bit of the demeanor of a bloody corpse. At this time, his face was distorted, and he became more and more terrifying, if it was changed to night, ordinary mortals would see it, and they would be terrified and scattered.

"Huh, interesting!"

Zhang Fan was not only not angry when he heard this, but groaned consciously.

If you are someone else, like a real person with blood sinking, it would be really stupid, life and death are in the hands of people for the time being, just the endless torture that can last until the end of the world, it is impossible for anyone to stand it.

If there is light ahead, hope is on the side, or it may be possible!

But if it's just darkness, boundless darkness, how many people can be strong at such a time?

At this time, although the performance of the blood sinking real person was covered up by madness, in Zhang Fan's eyes, this person was clearly provoking him, and what others avoided was the only way for him to survive.

"Really?"

With a deep groan, Zhang Fan's expression gradually condensed, and unconsciously, he actually remembered the statue of the shrine where the corpse of the emperor was abandoned, and he immediately thought about it.

After a while, he suddenly smiled and said leisurely: "Blood Shen Zhenren, don't worry, this seat will not torture you or seal you...... Rather, there are other means to entertain you well. ”

Hearing this, as if the plan had failed, the expression of the blood sinking real person Yuan Ying suddenly sank, and his heart sank to the bottom, and his face was full of horror, which was completely different from the previous madness of treating thousands of years of torture into nothingness.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan became more and more sure of the flash of inspiration, and a sneering smile appeared on his face.

"What does he want to do?"

Although the Xinglan Fairy on the side did not interject, she had been paying attention to the movement here, and at this time, she guessed suspiciously, and the thought of "soul searching**" flashed in her mind several times, and she was immediately snuffed in the bud.

Soul searching**, although it is a powerful supernatural power, but it is useless for a strong person like Xueshen Zhenren who cultivates to be hidden above Zhang Fan, if Zhang Fan really uses this method to deal with him, it is just a humiliation.

"If you have any means, even if you use it, I will take it all together. ”

I don't know if it's a broken jar, or if I really rely on it in my heart, and the attitude of the blood sink real people has become tough again.

"Don't worry, you'll taste it soon. ”

Zhang Fan's expression did not change, as soon as his words fell, a palm was slowly stretched out, and he was facing the Yuan Ying who was a real person.

"You ......"

An unprecedented look of horror suddenly emerged from the primordial infant of the blood-sinking real person.

It's not just him, it's the Xinglan Fairy, who also passed the time interval of a thought before and after, and then also reacted.

——Three Seals, Break the Evil!

On Zhang Fan's palm, a touch of golden light appeared, and the faint golden mystical rune loomed, and after the previous scene, the two of them reacted immediately.

At this time, on the palm of his hand, the golden light of the Evil Breaking was far less violent and unstoppable than the previous roar, but it was better than condensation, and the moment it shone on the blood sinking real person Yuan Infant, countless white qi rose from his Yuan Infant's body, like smoke and haze.

The Yuan Infant of the Blood Shen Real Man is different from the ordinary Yuan Baby, I don't know if it is because of the absorption of too much blood corpse essence, or because of his own exercises, in short, it is not like the Yuan Infant of an ordinary monk is just a simple strength, and there is no distinction between good and evil, showing a strange and evil atmosphere.

This point, as soon as he came into contact, Zhang Fan had already felt it.

Therefore, as soon as the golden light of breaking the evil is irradiated, the blood sinks into the real person's primordial baby, just like the ice of ten thousand years, suddenly exposed to the scorching heat, and irrepressibly begins to dissolve.

"What are you doing here?"

Blood Shen Zhenren finally couldn't control his emotions anymore and began to roar heartbreakingly, even the Yuan Infant Body itself struggled in vain.

"Do what?"

Zhang Fan smiled: "You'll know soon." ”

This is true, but in an instant, the blood sinking real person will understand, but if he has a choice, he would rather never understand.

His primordial infant body was suspended uncontrollably, and his whole body was suddenly completely enveloped in the golden light of the Evil Breaker, and the pain that seemed to be the constant crusting of countless thin needles suddenly made him scream.

Soon, the screams stopped abruptly, not that the pain disappeared, but that something more terrible was seen, so terrible that he forgot the pain that Ling Chi would not let for a while.

Below the body of the Yuan Infant suspended by the Blood Shen Real Man, at the palm of Zhang Fan's hand, a touch of pitch-black brilliance, like the purest night, suddenly emerged.

"Soul Search**!"

The sound of incomparably terrifying fear erupted from the mouth of the Blood-Sinking True Yuan Infant, the boundless horror that was like seeing the most terrible thing in the world, even the Xinglan Fairy, a bystander, frowned a little and couldn't bear it.

Soul Search**, a famous name, it is not difficult for any immortal cultivator who has paid a little attention to the classics to recognize it. As soon as he recognized it, all the characteristics of the soul searching ** suddenly flashed in his mind like flowing water.

In the whole process, the pain that cannot be described in words is counted, and there is no need to put it in the heart when the experience is seen at a glance, and what is even more terrifying is that as long as the soul is searched**, the soul will be annihilated and broken, and the last trace of the possibility of existence in this world will be completely lost.

Zhang Fan guessed correctly, the blood sinking real person does have a reliance, or hope, so he is willing to endure hundreds of years, or even thousands of years of suffering, just for a glimmer of life.

But now, in the face of soul searching**, boundless remorse suddenly drowned him, and his mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to speak.

Zhang Fan didn't give him a chance to speak anymore, and what he said at this time was hard to believe, as good as his own opinion.

"Pro!"

"Hurry!"

Two loud shouts, two-pronged, breaking the power of evil, searching for the soul mysterious, and exploding violently.

(To be continued)