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Chapter 1170 What are you afraid of?

Gu Chunuan shook his clothes to shake off the remaining poison powder on his body, and sneered, "It turns out you are also a master of poison."

If she hadn't saved a hand, I'm afraid it would have been her who died at this time, not him.

"Compared to your poison, my poison is nothing."

Baili Mingyan flipped his hand, and the small gravel in the forbidden area turned into skulls.

The skulls had ferocious faces and bared their teeth at Gu Chunuan. Each skull was filled with raging evil aura and rushed towards Gu Chunuan.

Gu Chunuan waited calmly, picked up the jade flute and blew it slowly.

The sound of the flute shook like a radium drum on a battlefield, and the sound of weapons clashing was endless.

The drum sound stimulated by the sound of the flute collided with the skull, making a bang bang bang bang explosion sound, and the skull disappeared immediately.

Judging from the current situation, the sound of the flute and the skeleton are equally matched, and no one can do anything to the other, but the Demon Lord is extremely worried.

Gu Chunuan's strength is far inferior to his, and the sound of the flute requires internal control. If it goes on for a long time, she will definitely suffer.

The skeletons were endless and densely surrounding Gu Chunuan in the center. No matter how they were eliminated, they could not be eliminated completely.

Just when the Demon Lord was anxious, he looked at the familiar skeleton and suddenly raised his head and shouted.

"Little sister, these skeletons were not created by his inner power, but were killed by him. He used evil skills to collect all their resentment."

Gu Chunuan frowned slightly.

Isn't it triggered by internal force?

Is it caused by resentment?

This old guy, how many people has he killed over the years to create so much resentment?

Resentment is more terrifying than what is triggered by internal force.

Once she is entangled in resentment, she will be contaminated by them and become a wisp of resentment in the hands of Baili Mingyan.

Suddenly she understood.

Baili Mingyan wants that wisp of soul. It should be just that wisp that allows him to advance to the seventh level.

Therefore, he could not even care about the life and death of the Baili Family.

Seeing myself slowly declining.

The sound of Gu Chunuan's flute changed, from the domineering and masculine tone just now to the gentle and touching tone.

The sound of the flute is continuous, like water flowing on a small bridge, flowing quietly and making a tinkling sound, purifying the soul and purifying the evil spirits of the skeletons.

There is a constant flow of evil spirits, but when exposed to the sound of the flute, no matter how strong the evil spirits are, they are instantly destroyed.

Baili Famous Cigarettes is a bit surprising.

The resentful spirits he controls are different from ordinary resentful spirits. Ordinary purification methods cannot purify them at all, let alone destroy them.

And she actually can.

It's her own ability.

Or is it the power emanating from that jade flute?

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

The skulls kept exploding and disappeared into the sky.

Baili Mingyan scolded coldly, his desire to get the jade flute and soul undisguised in his eyes.

As the last skull was purified, a black light appeared in the belly of Baili Mingyan.

As soon as the black light came out, resentment almost enveloped the entire sky trail, and even the sky changed.

Everyone was shocked.

So much resentment.

What a strong force.

Gu Chunuan was the first to bear the brunt, because the huge resentment was directed towards her.

Resentment forms a huge skull.

The mouth of a single skeleton is as big as dozens of people.

He opened his bloody mouth and wanted to swallow Gu Chunuanneng alive in one mouthful.

The Demon Lord shouted, "Sister, be careful, this power is very strong."

She knows it's strong.

It was so strong that her whole heart trembled.

She can guarantee that this power will be no less than that of Ye Jinghan and Little Butterfly.

She knew that he had six levels, but six levels were divided into elementary, intermediate and advanced levels.

What she fears most is that this old immortal is at the peak of the sixth level.

Unfortunately, whatever she fears most comes true.


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