The firelight pulled out a thousand-foot arc.

There are no violent explosions, no violent fluctuations, and no sea of ​​fire.

It's like cutting a sharp knife across the skin.

Suddenly the sky was pulled out of a hole, as if it had been cut open silently.

Three trembling figures appeared behind this mouth.

Each one is a territories.

But they all wore the robes of Tianyazong disciples.

The only difference is that their robes bear the mark belonging to Ziweimen.

And under each mark, there is a small embroidery mark.

This embroidery mark, Chu Yan remembers that he had seen the same one on the Sky General.

"It's ... you ..." a little spit in his mouth.

Although intermittent, at this moment, it feels as if the dark clouds are overwhelming and the city is full of snow.

One of the territories was still trying to say something, but the lips had just moved, and the sound didn't even have time to sound. The flame of fire cut him into a torch.

Next, the other two people could not escape the same fate.

Except for a leaf-shaped magic weapon with a green light and a palm-sized shape, all three were burned clean, whether it was the body or the robe, flying sword, and storage bag.

When the leaf-shaped magic weapon was sucked into Chu Yan's hands, the black in his eyes also quickly receded, and the original clarity was restored.

Exhaling breath, Chu Yan looked at the fly ash being lifted away by the sea breeze at the moment, shook his head and said, "Three people in a group, they must have Lagerstroemia exquisite cannons. They just burned like this, is it too luxurious? ? "

After a while, he heard a faint voice in the sea: "You have ... I ... also want ... other ... what ..." "You can't trust it."

Chu Yan shook his head and turned to look at the handsome man and Tangtang who were flying towards him.

At this moment, the handsome man who is full of food and drink is lying on the back of Tangtang with his belly up.

The majestic Diaolou White Tiger, holding this little white pig, flew fast in the air.

Chu Yan found at this time that Tangtang was flying faster than he thought.

Even if it is not as good as the world chess board, it seems that it is not much worse.

It seems that in the time he was away before, this little tiger did not improve.

After flying over, Tangtang flew into Chu Yan's arms.

The handsome man threw Chu Yan a storage bag under his body.

This is what Chu Yan told him before, that people can eat, and the magic weapon for storage must be left.

"Heart is so delicious, how can it be so delicious."

Handsome yet exhausted, meanwhile glancing at Chu Yan implicitly.

"You all say that the state of heaven is delicious, so don't forget about the Yuanyuan, the meat is too woody and not delicious."

Chu Yan naturally understood what it meant, and said at the moment.

"I can't swallow anything."

Handsome strives for reason.

When he spoke, he didn't know if he thought of the three territories that had just been burnt to a ash, and there was another gush of saliva in his mouth.

Chu Yan ignored it and focused his attention on the storage bag in his hand.

Jin Zhuying's storage bag is prohibited.

But Chu Yan's consciousness swept away the restraint and ran into it with impunity.

There are not many good things in Jinzhuying storage bag.

The treasures at the bottom of the box, the Chihuahua dragon whip and the savage enchanting Tianzhu, were taken away by Chu Yan last time.

This time it seems that there is no time to replenish.

"All the energy is being spent on ascension."

Chu Yan murmured, Jin Zhuying's crab-claw-like arm emerged in his mind at the same time.

After that arm was cut off by Chu Yan and flew out, he was pierced by his handsome man.

At that time, the handsome man finished eating that arm, and then went to squatting Jin Zhuying.

When Jin Zhuying saw handsome for the first time, I'm afraid I couldn't think of it. The other person's taste still remained in his mouth ... in the storage bag, he turned again.

Just when Chu Yan didn't have any expectations, suddenly his eyes were attracted by one of the purple gold rattles.

The rattle looks nothing strange in itself.

But Chu Yan sniffed a little smell of this dead bell on the bell.

The taste of the dead is actually not very accurate.

To describe it in comparative terms, it is this magic weapon that makes Chu Yan feel eerie and cold.

And this feeling, Chu Yan only had similar memories when he came into contact with ghostly objects.

"What is this thing?"

Chu Yan took this rattle out.

The rattle starts with a small amount, which is lighter than it looks.

The texture engraved on the surface is quite fine. Even if you look closely, you can't see what the texture is. You can only feel the strangeness with your fingertips.

When Chu Yan probed with divine knowledge, he suddenly hesitated.

There was a space in the bell.

And this space is not a kind of "storage space", it is a kind of emptiness environment that makes people feel cold and sweaty.

In this environment at this moment, Chu Yan saw several human figures condensed by light.

These human figures were chained to the tattered wooden stakes and looked very eerie.

Among these figures, Chu Yan even saw two familiar faces: Ke Yu and Pan Mengchen.

The two of them were obviously unable to be called humans at this time, their eyes were dull, their expressions were dull, and they were chained to a stake.

"This is ... the soul ..." The voice behind the gate of **** suddenly sounded.

"soul?"

Chu Yan looked at Ke Yu and Pan Mengchen immediately.

These two human figures are all condensed with light, but at this time the light looks relatively dim, like the glow of fireflies, as if it can be blown away in one breath.

And Chu Yan took a closer look, and suddenly found that Pan Mengchen's head was actually separated from his body.

At this moment there was about a thin gap of paper between her head and her neck.

"Is this why she died?"

Chu Yan secretly said.

But on this issue, he has not been tangled for a long time.

Soon his attention returned to the sentence just said behind the gates of hell.

"These are souls. What do you mean, can this bell ring a human soul?"

Chu Yan asked.

When he read the book about ghosts before, he once learned some information in it.

Although the ghost road drives ghosts and the cultivation method is evil, the ghost road also believes that the soul is the most difficult thing to control.

Only extremely sophisticated and special techniques can detain human souls.

The only way to do this is to practice monks who are extremely powerful.

Compared with the soul of ordinary people, the soul of a monk is much stronger, and it is naturally more difficult to be trapped as before.

But at this moment, the reaction behind the gate of **** made Chu Yan feel strange.

In the past, if Chu Yan asked a question, the other side had only two responses: answering or pretending not to hear.

But this time, the other party didn't seem to care about his words at all, but talked to himself over there.