Chapter 738

"Bang!"

Blood splashed, and a beam of cyan light was pointed out from Qinglang's finger, directly piercing Jin Jiyuan's head, and a palm-sized golden light figurine flew out of Jin Jiyuan's body.

"Want to run?"

Qing Lang drank it coldly, and two cyan beams of light shot out from his eyes, which directly smashed Jin Jiyuan's natal Nascent Soul to shreds!

Jin Jiyuan, who was on the 12th floor of the Yuan Ying stage, died here!

The three of Shui Da were seriously injured by Qinglang before, but they were not dead. They reluctantly controlled the treasure and looked at Qinglang from a distance. Actions are instantly killed.

"Little devil, now it's your turn!"

Qing Lang turned to look at Chu Yan's voice with disdain for the ants.

"Whoosh!"

The speed was too fast, and at the moment of the clear words, without giving Chu Yan a shred of time to think, it appeared in front of Chu Yan's eyes, and a palm suddenly hit him.

At this moment, Chu Yan's body was imprisoned under the clear pressure. He couldn't move an inch. He could only watch the killing blow slammed towards him. In front of him, Chu Yan is so insignificant.

"Move my master, die!"

Ling Ding's strongest soul oppression of Yuan Ying's Great Perfection was instantly released!

"Oh? A perfect soul of the Nascent Soul? So what?"

The corner of Qinglang's mouth hung a playful look, his whole body shook, and the pressure brought by Lingding instantly dissipated, and this palm was directly printed on Chu Yan.

Just when Chu Yan's fighting spirit was crazy, he was about to turn into a purple devil, and Lingding was about to be forced to use his means:

"Buzz!"

A cyan light suddenly erupted from Chu Yan's chest. These cyan rays of light formed countless intricate demon patterns, and a cyan light curtain formed by these demon patterns collided directly with the clear palm.

"Bang!"

Qinglang was pushed four or five steps by the shock, and only then did he stabilize his body. Seeing the look of astonishment in Chu Yan's eyes, he blurted out, "Zhan Clan? Are you from the Zhan Clan?"

At this moment, a cyan jade pendant floated out from Chu Yan's clothes, and it was flashing with dazzling cyan light. Needless to say, the cyan light curtain before was emitted by it, and it was it that blocked the clear light enough to kill the Nascent Soul. The palm of a twelve-layer powerhouse.

This jade pendant was given to Chu Yan by Bai Ruolan, but she didn't want it to be of great use at this time.

"No, you are definitely not a Zhan clan, how can you have a Zhan clan inheritance token?"

Qinglang's eyes are full of astonishment, because he has refined the ancient demon's remnant soul and integrated the inheritance demon body, so Qinglang has inherited memories of the Qing Yao and the Zhan Clan. The Qing Yao Clan is the guardian holy beast of the Zhan Clan. A Zhan clan's children will be accompanied by a green demon when they are adults.

And that jade pendant is the inheritance token of the war clan. With this jade pendant, all the green monsters must be dispatched!

"I remember!"

Chu Yan suddenly realized that when he entered this central hall before, he felt a little familiar when he looked at the green orb, but at this time Chu Yan remembered that he had entered Bai Ruolan's spiritual world when he was in the Statue of the Desolate God, and he had witnessed Bai Ruolan. In the battle against many strong men, at that time, Bai Ruolan's sword was wrapped around a phantom of a strange beast, and the phantom of the strange beast was this green lin and strange beast.

And in the final scene at that time, those people from Tianzhou called Bai Ruolan the war clan!

"Whoever you are, you are going to die!"

Qing Lang roared for a lifetime, and then slapped his palm out, but at the same time as he slapped it out, the instinct of the blood flowing in his body started to stop it, and the swung out palm stopped in mid-air.

This is the instinct in the blood. This is the promise of the Qing Yao to the Zhan clan in the ancient times. Chu Yan has the inheritance jade pendant of the Zhan clan in his hand, and Qinglang cannot kill Chu Yan unless Qinglang gives up the inheritance monster, but if he gives up This inherited monster body, who is only a Nascent Soul, will definitely not be Chu Yan's opponent.

"No, your soul has been refined by five layers, why do you still interfere with my actions!"

Qing Lang shouted and wanted to attack Chu Yan, but no matter what attack it was, it would be difficult for him to attack Chu Yan at this time. This was something he couldn't change.

Shui Da San Lao was shocked. What kind of means did Chu Yan use to make it difficult for the cultivator with a cultivation base to reach the sky?

Zhou Feng was also stunned there, and said, "Eldest brother, what's wrong with you?"

And at this moment, the mutation protruded:

"Ah, Qingyan, since I can't refine your soul, then I will merge with your soul, and let your soul have my shadow. From now on, I will be you, and you will be me!"

"Qingying, what are you doing?"

"Fusion, from now on there will be no twin souls, our sisters are completely integrated!"

"Do not!"

I saw that the demon pattern that Chu Yan had placed on the corpse of the Tsing Yi corpse collapsed in an instant, and then the corpse of the Tsing Yi corpse was shocked, and the whole person's momentum skyrocketed!

"Ying Er!"

"Yan'er!"

Zhou Feng and Qing Lang both shouted.

At this moment, the Tsing Yi female corpse finally calmed down, and her entire personality changed drastically, turning into a coldness mixed with indifference.

There is a hint of chill in his face, and this temperament is the combination of Qingying and Qingyan!

He turned to look at the crowd.

"Ying Er!"

Zhou Feng shouted anxiously in his heart.

"I'm not Qingying!"

There was a bit of coldness in the voice of the female corpse in Tsing Yi, but it was not the bone-chilling cold.

"Yan'er!"

With a happy face, he shouted loudly.

"I'm not Qingyan!"

The blue-clothed female corpse said in a calm voice again.

Everyone was stunned, what is the situation, are the two souls really completely integrated? Become a new individual?

"My name is Qing Yanying! From now on I am alone!"

The voice of the female corpse in Tsing Yi once again looked at everyone calmly.

"Oh no!"

Suddenly, the surface of the corpse of the woman in Tsing Yi wriggled, and she shouted with a hideous expression. She saw that her skin was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wrinkles continued to emerge.

Qing Yan and Qing Ying have been fighting for seven hundred years, and their soul power has been greatly consumed. The original soul is incomplete and this is even worse. In order to ensure that the cultivation base will not be lost due to the incomplete soul, Qing Ying uses the demon pattern formation method. In the inheritance, a monster pattern called blood sacrifice was found.

This method is to absorb the flesh and blood of other cultivators to make up for the incompleteness of one's own soul, and obtain vitality to restore the cultivation base.

And now the blood and blood consumed by the fusion of the souls of the two people is too huge, and it is directly hollowed out, and at this time, it is about to age to death.

"what……"

Qing Yanying's body trembled violently, her skin shriveled rapidly, and with a wave of her hand, the Black Shark King, who had been rescued by Chu Yan and had been hiding in a corner, was directly wrapped in a wave of demon patterns!

Qing Yanying held the neck of the Black Shark King with one hand, and saw that the Black Shark King was already shriveled and the only source of life left in the body was rapidly draining!

"No, I don't want to die..."

The Black Shark King had no resistance at all, and was sucked dry in the screams and turned into a bone.

The bones fell to the ground, but at this time, Qing Yanying's skin just slowed down and was still aging!

His eyes searched and fell on Chu Yan's body, and said coldly: "Little devil, I have taken your body!"

At this time, Qing Yanying was not Qingyan, and naturally she would no longer think about Chu Yan's saving her before. From her point of view, Chu Yan's body had a huge source of life, and her strength was the weakest, so she was naturally the best target to start with.

"Boy, you are the jade pendant of the war clan, and you can order the green orbs!"

Chu Yan's complexion froze, and at the moment of crisis, Lingding's voice suddenly sounded in Chu Yan's heart.

"Qinglang, take care of me!"

Chu Yan shouted coldly in a commanding tone.

Although Qing Lang was reluctant at this time, there was an instinct in his blood to protect Chu Yan, and his body flashed uncontrollably, blocking Chu Yan's body.

"boom!"

Qinglang's palm met the palm of the corpse of the azure-clothed woman who had turned into an old woman with white hair and wrinkled face.

At this time, the strength of the female corpse in Tsing Yi was greatly reduced. How could it be the opponent of a peerless powerhouse like Qinglang, who was directly shocked by a blow and vomited blood and flew out.

A trace of unbearable flashed in Qing Lang's eyes, but after disappearing, the person in front of him is no longer his sweetheart!

"No, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

The corpse of the blue-clothed woman was flying at a very high speed, her body was even more withered, her gray hair kept falling, and her mouth let out a miserable and old cry.

"Ying Er, no matter what you become, my heart will always belong to you!"

At this moment, a gentle man's voice rang in the ears of the female corpse in blue.

The next moment, the corpse in green clothes that turned into an old woman was caught by a strong embrace. At this moment, the female corpse in green clothes looked at this person. The original sullenness between the person's eyebrows had long since disappeared, but turned into a tenderness.

"Zhou Feng, you..."

At this moment, Qing Ying's soul escaped from the fusion soul of the female corpse in Tsing Yi, and there was a somewhat icy moving voice from her mouth. Tears could not stop flowing from her eyes and slipped down her wrinkled face. And down.

"Needless to say, Ying Er, in this life, you are the only person I love. I can give together for you. As for this humble life, if you like it, take it too!"

Zhou Feng gently wiped away the tears on the old face. He didn't care about the old appearance of the person in front of him. He still said tenderly. The next moment, he bit his index finger and stuffed it into the mouth of the female corpse in green.

"Um...no..."

As the warm blood flowed down the blood vessels, the tears of the female corpse in Tsing Yi poured out like a flood that burst the embankment...