In a small mountain near the border town of Jinzhou, Yi Yun was in a cave with a barrier set up at the entrance.
With a flip of his hand, a jade bottle appeared. Yi Yun removed the barrier on the mouth of the jade bottle, and three white lights flashed out. As soon as they came out, they rushed out without hesitation.
Whoosh whoosh... Three rays of white light flew towards the bright place, but unfortunately, Yi Yun had already set up a barrier at the entrance of the cave, and the three weak souls suddenly hit the barrier.
Yi Yun burst out laughing: "You three pigs, do you think you can still run away?"
The three mental thorns hit the most fragile sea of consciousness of the three souls, and the three souls suddenly became sluggish.
Looking at the three miniature translucent figures, Yi Yun smiled and said, "Senior Lan Jian, how are you? Do you think that one day, you will fall into my hands?"
Lan Jian remained silent, while the other two guys yelled: "Let us go! We, our two factions will not let you go!"
"Haha! If I let you go, will you two factions let me go?"
The two guys were silent. Yi Yun went up and slapped the Zoroastrian cultivator on the ground, then stepped on him. Yuanshen's small body was only about half a foot long, and he was still very weak. How could he resist Yi Yun?
Yun is so tortured?
"Garbage! Let me tell you, I am not afraid of your Zoroastrian Cult at all, nor are they at Expelling Soul Mountain. In my eyes, you two sects are worthless garbage! Do you understand garbage?"
The two souls were also angry: "Boy, why are you so arrogant? At this time, you dare to say such big things!"
Yi Yun stepped harder, and the soul under his feet howled and screamed. Yi Yun had a look of contempt on his face: "So many of you have been chasing me, but I'm still standing here? Humph! The four guardians of Expulsion Mountain
You teamed up with people to hunt me down, but now I am still here to torture you, don’t you think about why?”
The three souls were silent. A black light flashed from Yi Yun's hand, and with a pop, the soul of the Zoroastrian cultivator was instantly destroyed...
The monk from Expelling Soul Mountain shivered in fright. He didn't want to end up with his soul scattered!~
"Don't kill me, don't kill me! What do you want? Whatever you want, I will try my best to satisfy your request! Please don't kill me!"
Yi Yun sneered: "What rubbish! Coward! I haven't even said what I'm going to do to you yet!" Yi Yun approached step by step! This was giving the other party a strong sense of oppression...
Finally, the opponent was about to collapse, and Yi Yun wanted this effect!
"Spiritual stab!" Poof... The soul of the cultivator from Expulsion Mountain was severely injured by Yi Yun. His whole body was shaking, his eyes were blurred, as if he had lost consciousness.
Yi Yun knew that if he took action directly, the chance of success would not be higher than 50%, but by using various means to weaken the opponent before taking action, the chance of success would be greatly increased!
Indeed, Yi Yun now has control over his opponent. Yi Yun turned his gaze to Lan Jian with a strange evil smile on his face...
"Perhaps, reality is cruel, but reality is reality after all!"
The corner of Lan Jian's mouth twitched. When Yi Yun said this, Lan Jian somewhat understood what he meant, but he still didn't want to believe it and still had a sense of luck!
"Senior Lan Jian, do you want to know?"
"What?" Lan Jian looked at Yi Yun gloomily.
"You want to know, but there are also things you don't want to know! The truth, the cruel truth! I searched the soul out of this guy's head!"
Lan Jian took a deep breath and said nothing, while Yi Yun glared at the soul of the monk from Expulsion Mountain...