There are many types of soul-sealing incense, with different effects.
This time Yan Yibing used the best level of the conspiracy, forming a barrier that could completely separate him from the outside world.
What happens inside cannot be seen or heard by the outside world.
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When Yan Yibing used Guixu, the mountain forest on the top of the mountain once again underwent huge changes.
This place seems to have become an ancient battlefield.
Bones are exposed, and everything is devastated.
On top of these white bones, there are many ferocious ghost eyes.
The superposition of two ruins.
At this moment, even if there is no direct battle between Yan Yibing and Ghost Eye Vaishya, their deception power is rapidly being consumed.
Because the two ruins are "competing", whoever's ruins collapse first will fall into a place of eternal disaster, and then this battle will also end.
The ghost-eyed Visaja had a crazy expression: "Is this your Guixu? The mysterious Guixu that has strangled tens of thousands of people?"
"Yan Yibing, I have to admit that you are a respectable opponent, but today, only one of us can leave alive!"
Yan Yibing nodded, "Yeah, but that won't be you."
As soon as the words fell, the dead bones all over the mountains and plains began to tremble...
Suddenly! A white bone knife made of broken bones whizzed straight out of the dead bones and struck directly at the ghost eye Vaishya.
Ghost-eyed Vaishya sneered.
A ghost eye suddenly opened on the blade of the bone knife!
With a "bang" sound, the bone knife exploded into broken bones and fell down one after another.
The next second, withered bones all over the mountains and plains continued to gather in the sky above Yan Yibing, gradually condensing into a bone knife.
The bone knife is getting bigger and bigger, covering the sky and the sun, and the terrifying pressure can directly break the liver and gallbladder of people below S level!
Several bloody spears attacked Yan Yibing, trying to stop him from condensing the bone knife.
But the withered bones around Yan Yibing's body seemed to have self-awareness. Once these spears came close, these withered bones would turn into normal-sized bone knives, killing all the bloody spears.
From time to time, Yan Yibing's eyes no longer had any distinction between the eyes and the whites of the eyes, but completely merged together.
The left eye is white and the right eye is dark!
One yin and one yang, the cycle of life and death!
Wisps of black energy began to appear on the forest-white bone knife that blocked the sky and the sun, as if with one strike, the entire world would be split into two!
The pupils of Ghost Eye Vaishya shrank in waves, it was hard to believe that Yan Yibing could do this.
The threat of death, at this moment he felt the threat of death!
The sword destroys life, the sword comes out and destroys life...
The ghost eyes opened in a hurry, and the left side of the face, arms, chest, thighs...even the tongue! One after another ghost eyes rushed to open!
"Yan Yibing! Yan Yibing!!!"
Ghost Eye Vaishya roared, and a huge ghost eye appeared above his head.
These are like demonic eyes, covering the other half of the sky.
If Zhuge Ye were here, he would definitely exclaim: "Why are their special effects more explosive than mine?!"
The ghost eyes in mid-air suddenly opened.
An invisible suction force suddenly appeared and raged. Yan Yibing's expression suddenly changed. Something was being pulled out of his body...
It’s the soul, the essence!
The ability of Ghost Eye Vaishya is to use ghost eyes to absorb soul essence! Once he succeeds, Yan Yibing will become a soulless body!
"But... not enough! Not enough! Not enough!" Dark red blood overflowed from Yan Yibing's eyes.
It is difficult to kill a king. As the second seat of the twenty-four deacons of the Illuminati, Ghost Eye Vaishya must have many means of self-protection.
With this sword, he will ensure that the ghost-eyed Vishayya will be destroyed in both form and body!
Guaranteed to kill with one strike!
The hurricane set off, rolling up a mountain of dead bones and gathering towards the bone knife like a dragon.
With a slight crisp sound, a crack appeared on Yan Yibing's face, followed by a second, third... crack spreading to other places.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Yibing was like a patchwork piece of porcelain, full of cracks and no one was good.
"Yan Yibing, you are crazy!!!" Ghost Eye Vaishya roared.
Yan Yibing was fighting him in a death-defying manner. The sword was beyond the endurance of Yan Yibing's body. Before the sword was released, his body had already suffered the backlash.
In this way, even if Yan Yibing could cut off this knife, he would never survive!
"Stop! Stop it quickly!" Ghost-eyed Vaishya roared heart-piercingly. At this moment, he no longer cared about his identity and image at all.
Is it possible that face is more important than survival?!
However, Yan Yibing was not moved at all when faced with the roar of the ghost-eyed Visaja.
The broken face is still gentle.
He is still the gentle yet stern captain.
"Ghost-eyed Visajja... Today, I will kill you here."
Knowing that Shitai could no longer be changed, the ghost-eyed Visaja opened his bloody mouth and said with a ferocious face: "Madman! You are a madman!"
"Okay! Since you want to die so much, then I will make it happen for you!"
"Let me see, who will kill me first with a knife, or whether I will take out your soul first!"
"Yan Yibing! Yan Yibing!"
"ah!!!"
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At the same time, on the mountainside.
Due to the barrier of the soul-sealing incense, the situation inside cannot be seen from the outside.
However, those terrifying auras continued to penetrate the barrier and spread out.
Hong Ling and Su Jingshuo felt heart palpitations and couldn't imagine what kind of battle was going on inside.
"Don't be distracted." Su Jingshuo's voice sounded.
The corpse maker's punch was aimed at Hong Ling's abdomen without any fancy.
"Bang!"
There was a gunshot, and the corpse maker's fist exploded!
Xiao Yuan, who was dormant on another mountain, helped Hong Ling resolve the punch.
Immediately afterwards, Hong Ling twisted her waist, danced her ponytail, and raised her spear. The sharp spearhead left a hideous wound on the corpse maker's chest!
Taking advantage of this emptiness, Su Jingshuo forcibly invaded the corpse craftsman's spiritual consciousness!
The Corpse Craftsman, who had just wanted to counterattack, was stunned on the spot!
"drink!"
With a roar, Hong Ling swung her gun and hit the corpse maker's neck!
The Corpse Craftsman has no ghosts or ruins, only a terrifying power.
His cunning power is SS level. He could suppress Hong Ling and Su Jingshuo before, but now Hong Ling and Su Jingshuo's cunning power has also reached SS level.
Two against one, and Xiao Yuan, an S-class long-range helper, suppressed them.
Killing the corpse craftsman is only a matter of time!
"Fire!"
With a roar, flames surged from the spear, evaporating all the approaching rainwater into mist!
"when!"
Fire bursts!
When he was only four or five centimeters away from the corpse maker's neck, a dry palm grabbed the head of the gun.
The bright red nails seemed to have been soaked in blood, ignoring the burning of the flames.
A hoarse and sharp voice sounded next.
"Whoever hurts my husband...die!"
The coffin behind the corpse maker burst into pieces.
Hong Ling withdrew her spear and stepped back.
Su Jingshuo also quickly stopped controlling the body of the corpse maker, and his consciousness returned to himself.