Chapter 546 Soul Brand!

The next day, Ye Yun didn't wake up until after the sun was high in the sky.

He glanced at both sides, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

This "evil" fairyland really suits his heart.

I don't know if it's because of his own physical condition or because he has practiced the skills to a certain extent, he is vigorous and energetic all day long.

Even if he works day and night, he hardly feels any fatigue.

Of course, it depends on the person. If there is a Ruhua lying next to him, even if it is a silver spear, I'm afraid the tip of the spear will be made of wax.

Like a kitten, she curled up in the quilt, with her snow-white shoulders exposed to the air, which is very lovable.

Yue Mingkong has been practicing martial arts for many years, and her figure is tall and graceful. She is thin where she should be thin, and she is curvy where she should be curvy. She also has a delicate face, white and rosy.

Luo Yu is weak all year round, looks weak and slender, with skin whiter than snow, but her skin is very delicate, which makes people love her.

After three days of participating in the survival competition in the Hengduan Mountains, Ye Yun came back yesterday and naturally had to talk about life in the evening.

After chatting all night, the two people who had stayed up all night were exhausted at this moment and did not want to wake up for a long time.

There was no time for the next two days, and there were other things to do. Ye Yun did not know what the next game was.

After all, the content of the next game was not decided by him.

These two days, there were other things to do.

Before, after the first round of the game, Feng Qianming was caught and he took away his Weeping Blood Dragon Spear.

It had not been refined at that time, so it was just right to refine it at this time.

When I refined the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear, I could cut off the connection between Feng Qianming and the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear.

Feng Qianming, who lost such an important magic weapon, would definitely lose a wave of luck points, and then another villain point would be accounted for.

After putting on his clothes, Ye Yun went directly to a quiet room.

And he ordered everyone not to allow anyone to disturb him.

After going to the quiet room, Ye Yun immediately took out the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear.

The spear body was silver-white, and the tip of the spear flashed with cold light, giving people a sense of unstoppable momentum.

Just by holding the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear, Ye Yun felt a force that wanted to break free from his restraints.

This was the instinctive reaction of the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear.

The Blood-Crying Dragon Spear had been partially refined by Feng Qianming, and some of its seals had been removed, which also meant that the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear recognized Feng Qianming as its master.

Now that it was held in the hands of someone other than its master, the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear would naturally have a fierce reaction, wanting to break free from its restraints and return to its master.

Feeling the force coming from his hand, Ye Yun snorted coldly.

"Hmph!"

"Even your master is now my prisoner. Do you think you can escape with just this little bit of power?"

As long as the reincarnation device has existed for a long enough time, it usually has a spirit, and it can naturally understand what Ye Yun said.

"Boom!!"

A burst of white light suddenly lit up, and a strong gun intent burst out on the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear.

Trying to get out of Ye Yun's control in this way.

"Naive!"

If it were someone with a low level of cultivation, the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear would have been effective.

Unfortunately, the person it was facing was Ye Yun, whose cultivation was already at the Great Saint Realm, and the weapon spirit in the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear had no chance of resistance.

Holding the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear in his hand, Ye Yun quickly injected his spiritual power and suppressed the weapon spirit in it, making it unable to resist him.

The weapon spirit kept struggling and resisting, but in the face of this terrifying spiritual power like a tide, the resistance soon disappeared into thin air.

The Blood-Crying Dragon Spear finally calmed down at this moment, and Ye Yun immediately began to refine the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear.

First of all, it was necessary to erase the soul imprint left on it by Feng Qianming.

As long as the soul imprint was erased, the connection between them could be cut off.

When he refined the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear, the possibility of Feng Qianming taking back the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear would be almost zero.

To wipe out the soul mark on it, it is not difficult for Ye Yun, whose cultivation is far superior to Feng Qianming.

He quickly made a finger gesture with his right hand, and then pressed his two fingers together on the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear, and a powerful spiritual power instantly poured into the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear.

Inside the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear, this is the space belonging to the spirit of the weapon.

In this space, it is the soul mark of Feng Qianming that is left.

In the center, a ball of blue spiritual power seems to suppress a certain existence and wrap it up.

Wrapped in this ball of blue spiritual power is a woman in a red dress.

Her long black hair is scattered behind her, and her pretty face is made up, but still charming.

Delicate and elegant.

Her skin is whiter than snow, and her eyebrows are white.

She frowned slightly, and her pretty face was full of anxiety.

She is the spirit of the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear.

The reason why she is full of anxiety is that she has now felt a huge threat.

The people outside were planning to erase the soul imprint of the previous user.

As a weapon spirit, she naturally couldn't sit idly by.

Although the weapon spirit had some power, the strength it could exert was very limited.

She kept struggling, trying to break through this layer of spiritual power barrier.

However, all this was just in vain.

A hint of anxiety flashed in her bright red eyes, and she watched the soul imprint being erased.

When the power completely eliminated the soul imprint, the weapon spirit finally gave up.

A trace of decadence flashed across her beautiful eyes, and her body in a red dress fell to the ground.

The Blood-Crying Dragon Spear finally welcomed a new owner, but she didn't expect that the soul imprint would be erased. As a weapon spirit, she naturally felt very uncomfortable.

But facing the powerful Ye Yun, even if she fought desperately, it still had no effect.

"Ah!"

With a deep sigh, the weapon spirit also knew that this was her fate and could not resist.

...

At this time, in a dungeon that was unknown to the public.

In the depths of the dark dungeon, the sound of chains rustling could be vaguely heard.

"Ahhhh!!"

Immediately afterwards, another hysterical cry came out.

"Ye Yun!! The hatred of stealing treasures is irreconcilable! When I get out, I will definitely kill you!! Ahhhh!!"

Yes, this voice naturally came from Feng Qianming.

Because just now, he suddenly felt a sense of suffocation from the soul.

Soon after, the connection between him and the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear was completely severed.

He immediately realized that the soul imprint he left on the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear must have been erased.

Erasing the soul imprint also caused considerable damage to his soul.

Feng Qianming felt the pain coming from the depths of his soul and was extremely uncomfortable.

This kind of pain was even more uncomfortable than the pain in the body, making people hysterical.

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