A stream of dazzling blood flowed on the three of them. Every time it flowed, a fishy and terrifying aura came out and filled the secret room. When the intensity reached a certain level, the aura actually turned into phantom-like creatures.
Bloody runes were floating back and forth in the secret room.
Suddenly, the three of them opened their eyes at the same time.
"Liang'er has passed on his spiritual message. It seems that that person is coming." Xue Zhenzi said slowly.
Xueyinzi nodded: "I can feel a powerful existence approaching quickly. He is definitely a monk in the same realm as us. I didn't expect that he would really dare to come."
She gave a slight sneer.
Xue Lingzi said calmly: "Continue to prepare, hide your aura, be sure not to let him notice at all, and strive to kill with one blow."
The three of them closed their eyes again.
A moment later, outside the Xue family valley, a faint light flashed, and the figure of a young man gradually emerged from the void, it was Yue Chunyang.
Two years of non-stop pursuits made the eyes of this seventh-level elder of the Alliance a little more vicissitudes of life. He did not rush directly into the valley, but stopped in mid-air, with a gloomy face, and used the magical power to
Look inside.
In the eyes of the seventh-level magical monk, the valley is naturally unobstructed.
This is obviously a hidden family. There are still remaining forbidden formation fluctuations at the entrance of the valley, but they are not turned on. However, even if they are turned on, it is a very ordinary formation and it is impossible to block the seventh level of magical power.
Except for a large area of fairly ornately decorated buildings, there was nothing in the valley. Except for the familiar hallmark fluctuations coming from the central hall, which proved that Xia Chen was inside, there was no trace of strangers anywhere else.
Of course, Yue Chunyang's spiritual thoughts were not only concentrated in the valley, but also in the sky, underground, and inside the mountain. He scanned them all in an instant. He reached hundreds of feet inside, but found nothing.
It seems that there is indeed only that junior in this valley. He probably killed a small aristocratic family at will in the past few days, and then wanted to hide it here... Yue Chunyang withdrew his spiritual thoughts and thought to himself.
But a bigger question immediately came to his mind, because in the past, Xia Chen could find his aura quickly and then run away without knowing what method he relied on. Why did he stop and wait for death this time?
Could it be that this junior was tired of being chased endlessly and wanted to have a final break with him? Or was it that he was forced to the point where he could no longer hide his aura and could only wait for death in despair?
?
Questions came one after another in my mind, but unfortunately there was not even a single person asking questions in the valley.
But Yue Chunyang is not in a hurry for the answer, because that damn junior is right in front. If you ask him directly, you will understand everything.
Thinking that the pursuit of more than two years might finally come to an end, Yue Chunyang couldn't help but feel a hint of joy on his face.
He pointed his finger in the direction of Xia Chen.
Boom! The majestic power was like thunder flashing across the night sky, rushing forward like a pair of invisible hands, instantly knocking down all the buildings of the Xue family and turning them into fly ash no more than half a foot above the ground.
The flying ashes quickly dispersed, revealing Xia Chen's figure in the sky. Of course, it was the figure of Xueliang who had changed his appearance.
"Long time no see, Elder Yue." Xia Chen calmly conveyed his thoughts.
Yue Chunyang slowly put down his fingers and looked at him expressionlessly. After a while, he replied: "If it weren't for the imprint of Puling Puppet in your soul, I really wouldn't be able to recognize you. You look like this.
What? Are you deceiving yourself?"
"Well, I can only comfort myself like this." Xia Chen shrugged, "But Elder Yue, you have been chasing me for two years, aren't you tired?"
Yue Chunyang's face was expressionless: "It's indeed tiring, but chasing you now is much better than chasing us in the future. Why don't you run away? Do you feel desperate?"
There was a trace of imperceptible sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
"Yes." Xia Chen said with a bitter smile, "I tried my best to escape from your pursuit, so I can only find a complete relief. Elder Yue, I want to talk to you. There is no relationship between you and me.
If there is no undying hatred, why can't we just smile and let go of grudges? I can make an oath from my inner demons that if I become stronger in the future, I will never retaliate against you."
Yue Chunyang shook his head and said: "What I want is the opportunity to break through to a higher realm and an enemy without any threat. You meet these two points. Since I can catch you, why should I compromise with you?"
As he spoke, he walked toward Xia Chen in the air step by step.
While he was talking just now, he once again used his spiritual thoughts and secret techniques to sweep the space for tens of miles around Xia Chen. After confirming that there were no disguised traps, he felt slightly relieved.
After two years of pursuit, Xia Chen's tenacity and various tricks had left a deep impression on him, and he became extremely vigilant.
This junior's desire to survive is so strong that he will never give up easily unless he has to. However, Yue Chunyang himself, on the other hand, found that Xia Chen was becoming more and more difficult to hunt down, and his original confidence in victory was shaken.
Fortunately, this junior couldn't hold on any longer and everything was over.
Suddenly, Xia Chen showed him a meaningful smile, and then disappeared in the air.
Huh? Yue Chunyang stopped, his face changed slightly, and he sensitively smelled a trace of dangerous energy.
A piece of blood-colored runes that looked like snowflakes appeared silently and landed on his shoulders. The blood light only flashed slightly and then disappeared.
Yue Chunyang's face changed drastically, and the sense of crisis in his heart suddenly became stronger than ever before, as if an eighth-level monster hidden in the void suddenly opened its sharp claws towards him.
Without even thinking about it, his whole body was filled with silver light, and then it shot towards the sky like a silver ball of light.
This sense of crisis is so strong, it means an unprecedented danger. The top priority is not to fight hard, but to retreat. Anyway, the mark in Xia Chen's soul cannot disappear, so he can just hunt him down in the future.
Suddenly a streak of blood lighted up on the horizon. The blood light came so fast, like the god of death waving a bright red sickle, almost dividing the entire sky into two halves.
If you magnify the blood light to countless times, you will find that it is countless bloody runes connected together.
The bloody light flashed like a sharp edge and passed through the silver ball of light transformed by Yue Chunyang.
The silver ball of light stopped instantly. Then it split into two from the middle, then two into four, and then four into eight...
Huge fistfuls of blood and minced meat spurted out, and screams were heard. Soon, a shadow covered in blood emerged from the silver ball of light in embarrassment.
This phantom is Yue Chunyang's soul. At this moment, his soul is dim and dull, and it is densely surrounded by a layer of blood-colored runes. Like insects, it is corroding and biting him desperately.
Yue Chunyang roared angrily, and the soul bloomed and vibrated the space in circles, causing the space within a hundred feet to shake violently, and it seemed to be about to collapse.
The bloody runes turned black one after another. Then they fell from the soul and shattered into ashes.
But more bloody runes emerged from the void and continued to float toward Yue Chunyang like maggots attached to bones, eroding his soul crazily.
"Do it!" A deep voice suddenly came from the ground.
Puff puff puff! Three straight blood-colored light pillars suddenly broke through the ground and plunged directly into the sky. They instantly turned into a blood-colored light curtain, like paint, covering most of the sky.
"You..." Yue Chunyang was extremely frightened and angry. Just as he was about to shout, the blood-colored light curtain turned into three extremely sharp bloody lights, crossing each other and passing through his soul.
Yue Chunyang's voice immediately became mute, and his soul suddenly felt like it was being penetrated. It became light and uncontrollable, falling straight to the ground like a piece of wood.
Three rays of blood flashed suddenly, and three figures appeared in the air. They were the three brothers and sisters of Xue Lingzi.
"Brother, you did a great job. One blow caused this guy to lose most of his combat power." Xueyinzi said excitedly.
"Work harder and kill him completely!" Xue Zhenzi was also very excited.
Although Xue Lingzi's face is still yellow, his blood-colored eyes are shining brightly: "There is no need to kill him, this person's physical body has been destroyed by us, his soul has also been seriously injured, and his spiritual intelligence has been directly wiped out, we can also get a seventh-level magical power
The pure soul of a monk.”
He screamed and dived in, blood-colored runes pouring out continuously from his hand, scattering them towards Yue Chunyang like beans.
Xueyinzi and Xuezhenzi also chased after him at close range. The Xue family's magical power was used, turning into countless blood-colored flames and burning toward Yue Chunyang.
"You have been deceived. That junior is not from your Blood family. His name is Xia Chen, and he is a traitor that our Yan-Zhao Alliance is chasing..." Yue Chunyang roared.
With his intelligence and rationality, he naturally quickly figured out the truth behind his being framed.
The three brothers and sisters Xue Lingzi said nothing, but only stepped up their offensive. The opponent only had their soul left, and they obviously had no power to fight back. Their demise would be a matter of time.
At this moment, the other party claimed that Xia Chen was his biological son, and the three of them just ignored it.
Yue Chunyang's eyes suddenly showed a look of despair. He never thought that he would die here accidentally, and he couldn't help but feel infinite unwillingness in his heart.
However, the blood runes are getting deeper and deeper, and many of them have penetrated the soul and directly infiltrated into the soul itself. Even if the soul shock is used, it cannot be completely driven away.
The magical powers of Xue Lingzi and others intensified the erosion of the blood runes. Under this erosion, Yue Chunyang even felt as if his consciousness was being infected by something, and it gradually became blurred, as if he was about to fall into a coma.
It was obvious that the other party did not want to kill him, but intended to obliterate his consciousness, leaving only his pure soul.
He wanted to roar, he wanted to explode, but surrounded by the blood runes, all resistance seemed so weak. Gradually, Yue Chunyang finally became powerless, his vision went dark, and his soul became completely dim.
The bloody runes scramble to enter.
"He's finished!" Xueyinzi shouted excitedly, reaching out and grabbing Yue Chunyang's soul.
At this moment, Yue Chunyang's soul was motionless, suspended among the three people. It was infected by the blood runes and turned completely red. Under the weak starlight in the dark night, there was a strange feeling.
"Brother, today is going so well. It seems that God deserves it for your injury." Xue Zhenzi laughed and patted Xue Lingzi on the shoulder.
A rare smile appeared on Xue Lingzi's withered face: "It went very smoothly indeed."
Boom! Yue Chunyang's soul suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and then exploded.