Chapter 1067

Seeing that Sima Qingyu was going to continue, Jun Chengye looked furious.

"Sima Qingyu, don't believe him, the cat next to him is the Blood Rage Venerable!"

Sima Qingyu squeaked and looked back, but he didn't find the little white cat next to Lin Fengmian.

Jun Chengye took advantage of Sima Qingyu's daze and shouted: "Hundreds of ghosts and gods!"

A black light flew out of his body and sank into Sima Qingyu's body, causing Sima Qingyu to scream.

Attracted by the black light, the residual souls and resentment of the monks who had just died on the scene poured into Sima Qingyu's body.

Jun Chengye kept moving and sneered: "Sima Qingyu, I will give you another great opportunity!"

"Blood sacrifice!"

The blood in his body burned, turning into dark red blood and pouring into Sima Qingyu's body.

The masters around him were stunned for a moment and forgot to stop it for a while.

Because this technique is a magic sacrifice technique, generally the elders give their remaining essence to the younger generation.

Is this old ghost so kind?

But soon they knew the reason.

Sima Qingyu was disturbed by the Hundred Ghosts and Gods Curse, and he didn't have time to stop the blood and qi from entering his body.

As soon as the blood and qi entered his body, he screamed in pain, and his flesh and blood quickly rotted.

Jun Chengye had been burning with karma fire for a long time, and the poison had already penetrated into his bone marrow, even in his blood and qi.

Sima Qingyu tasted the consequences at this moment, and was poisoned by the body, and the whole person was in pain.

He swung a knife angrily, knocking Jun Chengye out, interrupting the blood sacrifice.

Sima Qingyu's soul was disturbed by the Hundred Ghosts and Gods, and his body was corroded by the poisonous blood. He dared not act rashly and could only roar in anger.

"Kill him for me!"

Sima Qingyu tried his best to resist this force, and his subordinates realized it later and killed Jun Chengye.

But without the presence of the Venerable, Jun Chengye was still invincible even though he was half-crippled.

He was wrapped in a violent poisonous blood, and wherever he passed, all the cultivators turned into pus and blood.

The blood of the dead cultivators was absorbed by him, and the residual souls strengthened his Hundred Ghosts Soul Curse, controlling Sima Qingyu tightly.

If this continued, Jun Chengye would completely turn the tables and turn the tide of the battle by himself.

Jun Yunzheng's scalp was numb. What kind of monster is this!

Youyao wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Lin Fengmian. He shook his head and said, "It's not time yet."

As soon as the voice fell, a pillar of fire wrapped in a gust of wind flew out from the side, blasting Jun Chengye, who was killing wildly in the field, away.

Jun Chengye fell to the ground, his whole body was charred, and he roared angrily.

"Why, why don't you give me a way out!"

Even though he had the upper hand, he didn't dare to attack Lin Fengmian, because he was afraid that this beast would attack him.

As a result, he gave in in every possible way, and they only wanted his life!

In response to him, there was a rotating red flame, which knocked him back like a whirlwind.

Ye Daxianren said, don't talk when you can take action!

When you can talk, it's time to scatter the enemy's ashes!

Old ghost, take my whirlwind and ascend to heaven!

Jun Chengye finally knocked the fence-sitter away, but it suddenly spread its wings and flapped around Jun Chengye.

Everyone saw that it was a fiery red beast that was ten feet tall, shaped like a lion, with wings on its back, and red-gold eyes full of coldness.

At this moment, it split into one afterimage after another, spinning around Jun Chengye like a whirlwind, rolling up a burning fire tornado.

In the fire tornado, the wind helped the fire, the raging flames burned, extremely hot, and there were hot wind blades flying inside.

Whirlwind fire dance!

Although everyone didn't know where this demon clan venerable came from, since they were all fighting Jun Chengye, there was no problem.

They were also frightened by the terrifying aura of the fire tornado, and retreated one after another, fearing that they would be caught in it and die.

Jun Chengye was in the fire tornado, constantly burned by the flames, cut by the wind blades, and was dragged to the eye of the whirlwind involuntarily.

The closer to the eye of the wind, the hotter the flames and the denser the wind blades, but he was wrapped in the strong wind and couldn't stand steadily, let alone get rid of it.

All the blood and energy in his body were swept to the eye of the wind by the strong wind, and he couldn't hurt the fence-sitter running at high speed above.

What made Jun Chengye's scalp numb the most was that the beast was actually brewing a huge wind and fireball in his mouth.

He had experienced many battles and was keenly aware that this was a set of combos.

Once he fell into the eye of the wind, he would probably be killed in one shot.

Jun Chengye acted decisively, roared, and then exploded with a bang.

The wall-sitter was stunned. This was different from what Ye Daxian said!

I hadn't used up my Whirlwind Fire Dance yet, how could it explode?

I hadn't even used my Heaven and Earth Life yet!

But before he could think about it, Jun Chengye exploded himself and directly blew up the wall-sitter's fire tornado.

The wall-sitter was blown away, and the fierce wind wrapped in flames and the poisonous blood spread out, filling the field.

This poisonous blood was refined by Jun Chengye, purified by the fire of karma, and strengthened by the wind and fire of the wall-sitter. The toxicity was already extraordinary.

Those cultivators were covered by this poisonous blood that had been strengthened many times, and they were instantly turned into blood and bones, and they couldn't escape at all.

In just a moment, there were heavy casualties in the field, and more than half of the cultivators who maintained the formation were killed or injured, and the formation collapsed without attack.

Seeing this, Youyao quickly pulled Lin Fengmian and ran away, while Lin Fengmian dragged Jun Yunzheng along with him.

Jun Yunzheng was so scared when he saw the poisonous blood chasing him so closely.

Brother, I called you brother! Run faster!

Lin Fengmian was also scared to the point of his scalp numbing, secretly cursing Sima Qingyu for doing this to harm others and himself.

Sima Qingyu had already suffered the consequences of his own actions. He was originally fighting against the spell and poisonous blood, and was blown away again, and then infected by the poisonous blood.

As a large number of monks died in the field, more and more residual souls and resentment joined in, and Sima Qingyu was even worse.

The fence-sitter was not much better, after all, the self-destruction was closest to it.

It was blown away and corroded by the poisonous blood, screaming in pain and rolling on the ground.

At this moment, the formation was broken, and Jun Chengye's soul quickly split into hundreds of large and small souls, fleeing in different directions.

Most of these souls only had the instinct to flee, and his soul was mixed in among them, trying to escape.

Youyao knew that Jun Chengye had studied the soul over the years and had made great achievements in the soul refining.

If he escapes and gathers the remaining souls, there will be endless troubles.

But she and Sima Qingyu's remnants killed the fleeing souls, but they couldn't find his main soul at all.

Lin Fengmian's mouth corners slightly raised, and he slowly took out a blue pill and hung it in his hand.

"Old ghost, I've been waiting for your move. Do you think you can use the same move on me twice?"

He carefully summoned a large amount of blood mist to wrap around the pill, muttering something in his mouth, and operated the soul-binding and soul-rebuking.

The blood mist was absorbed by the soul-gathering pill, and then it glowed with a faint light, and more and more blood was absorbed.

As the first soul was sucked into the soul-gathering pill, Lin Fengmian's eyes lit up and smiled, "You can't escape!"

He not only operated the soul-binding and soul-rebuking, but also directly activated the fragments of the rebirth seal in Jun Chengye's soul.

The rebirth seal has a powerful reorganization ability and is indelible.

The Soul Gathering Pill can gather the soul, and the Soul Confinement Pill can even confine the soul.

To deal with this thousand-year-old enemy, Lin Fengmian directly used three methods at the same time and gave him enough respect.

At the same time, Jun Chengye, who was fleeing frantically, felt a strong call.

Jun Chengye's soul, which had already escaped, was dragged back involuntarily, with fear and disbelief in his eyes.

He was very familiar with this feeling, it was the power of the Rebirth Seal!

This was not the spontaneous reorganization of the Rebirth Seal, but the Rebirth Seal was driven by someone!

Jun Chengye's scalp was numb, because in this world, there was only one person who could drive the Rebirth Seal!

Ye Xuefeng!

As Lin Fengmian cast the spell, souls flew into the Soul Gathering Pill from all directions and gathered together.

Jun Chengye's main soul was also among them. He was pulled back into the Soul Gathering Pill, and his soul was forced to merge together.

He saw himself in a big hand, with a handsome face like an immortal looking down at him.

The man sighed with emotion, with a smile on his lips, and a familiar chill in his eyes, as well as a hint of mockery.

"Jun Chengye, I didn't expect that after all these twists and turns, you would still die in my hands, right?"

Outsiders couldn't understand the meaning of this, but Jun Chengye was like a bolt from the blue, completely crazy.

"Ye Xuefeng, so you are Ye Xuefeng!"