Chapter 711: One and a Half

"Jiang Yantian, kill me, kill me, I beg you!"

"I'd rather eat the saliva of those old bitches than suffer this torture worse than death."

Ye Zhiyuan was still begging.

Jiang Yantian glanced at him and said, "Put your hand out!"

Ye Zhiyuan quickly stretched out his arm.

Jiang Yantian just flashed a burst of energy, and Ye Zhiyuan's arm fell to the ground.

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"what!!"

“My hand, ahhh!!!”

Ye Zhiyuan wailed, looking extremely painful.

Jiang Yantian ignored it and looked at the arm that fell to the ground.

The forbidden spell symbol disappeared.

But the mark of forbidden spell appeared on Ye Zhiyuan's face.

"Damn, it can be transferred, right?"

Jiang Yantian thought about it and looked at Ye Zhiyuan's painful expression.

"Forget it, it seems that the only way to peel it off is by dying."

"Ye Zhiyuan, do you really want to die?"

Ye Zhiyuan nodded frantically: "Kill me, kill me, I can't kill myself!"

"Okay, then I'll give you a quickie. I just happen to be going on a business trip."

Jiang Yantian did not hesitate and acted so rashly.

A wave of air passed through Ye Zhiyuan's body.

Ye Zhiyuan froze for a few seconds, his body turning into dust.

But the soul wants to escape!

"Haha, you have a lot of ideas!"

He turned and swung out a Ten Thousand Demons Banner.

A deep black hole appeared above.

"Come in, this is paradise!" Jiang Yantian smiled lightly.

Ye Zhiyuan's soul felt extremely terrified.

He originally thought that when he was killed, his soul could escape at the fastest speed.

As long as he leaves here, he will have hope of resurrection.

At that time, he would not be tortured by Xuehai Fuling's forbidden spell, nor would he be tortured by Jiang Yantian.

I never thought that Jiang Yantian was actually waiting.

"no no!!"

Ye Zhiyuan's soul flapped, trying to move in another direction.

But how could he escape from the Ten Thousand Demons Banner?

He watched the surrounding scenery recede and headed towards the abyss-like area.

"Do not!!!!"

Ye Zhiyuan roared and was completely swallowed.

The black hole above the Ten Thousand Demons Banner closed, and everything returned to normal.

Jiang Yantian shook his head: "It won't do much!"

"Ding, kill Ye Zhiyuan, the son of luck, humiliation value +50"

"not bad!"

At least it wasn't all in vain.

Jiang Yantian was about to leave when he discovered that the forbidden spell he had just transferred was floating in the air.

It didn't dissipate.

"Damn, is this thing so strong?"

Jiang Yantian will not be hurt by these things.

So he just reached out and touched it.

However, the moment they touched, the forbidden spell was imprinted directly on his hand.

If an ordinary person encountered such a situation, his legs would have gone weak with fear.

But Jiang Yantian is different.

He slightly stimulated his Qi and found that he could control this forbidden spell.

The power contained in this forbidden spell is extremely compatible with him.

Following his own thoughts, Jiang Yantian closed his eyes and began to sense.

"Whoosh!"

Images began to flash in my mind.

Anyone who is cast under this forbidden spell can be connected.

The anger will also be gathered and then transmitted in one direction.

It's like a big river converging into a reservoir.

Jiang Yantian began to comprehend something.

Gradually, gradually, he found that he could create a diversion.

What the great river carried was divided into two.

Half flows to the left and half flows to the right.

"Fuck, I can use it too, for free, awesome!"

Jiang Yantian immediately used forbidden spells to frantically begin to absorb.

He would gather the breath of life from the other party and bring it towards himself, transforming it into demonic energy.

He has reached the peak both in soul and body.

The vitality that can be absorbed at one time can be said to be endless.

But the other party can't do that, the other party needs to digest it.

So Jiang Yantian absorbed her share as well.

Rob openly.

.......

At the same time, in the dark sea of blood.

The crimson light surged thickly like a substance.

The Blood Sea Ling floats in the center of the blood sea.

Her long red hair cascaded down like a waterfall, every strand of hair was lustrous, swaying gently in the wind, emitting bursts of fragrance.

The heterochromatic pupils are like the deep night sky, twinkling with the light of stars, gentle yet sharp.

The beauty mole adds to its charm.

Her eyelashes swept across like a fan, and every blink seemed to be captivating, and her eyeshadow also had a red sheen.

She has a high and straight nose, soft red lips, and a little bit of baby fat on her face.

Her skin is as smooth and elastic as cream, and as delicate and charming as a newly blooming rose.

She was wearing a long corseted skirt, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps, and the blood-red texture on it sparkled with dazzling light.

Noble yet agile.

It's still big when you pinch it.

Not to mention her beautiful legs, the lines are slender and perfect, longer than her life.

Her graceful figure was shrouded in blood-red mist, like a banshee walking out of the deepest nightmare.

Her eyes were shining as she was concentrating on absorbing the breath of those living people who had been cast under the forbidden blood sea spell by her.

The breath of strangers, like strands of colorful silk threads, slowly gathered from all directions.

Every breath contains the vitality, emotions and soul power of a person with good fortune.

For Xuehai Fuling, this is an excellent method of cultivation without any side effects.

Blood-red runes continuously appeared and disappeared around her, forming a huge vortex.

Forcefully pull those living beings over.

Before that she was immersed in the process of absorption.

But soon, she keenly noticed something unusual.

The breath of a living being that was originally flowing smoothly into her body seemed to be cut off halfway by an invisible force.

The flow of breath that originally flowed into her like a surging river suddenly became weak.

It's like a big river is forcibly divided into two tributaries.

Xuehai Fuling's expression instantly turned extremely ugly, and the anger in his eyes almost burst out.

She increased her own strength, trying to take back the breath that had been taken away.

However, that mysterious force was extremely tenacious, tightly gripping onto that half of the living breath and refusing to let go.

With every pull and tug, they were completely unable to match the other party.

Xuehai Fuling also found that the power in his body began to become disordered due to the turmoil of his aura.

Her body began to tremble slightly, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

The beads of sweat slid down her cheeks and dripped into the sea of blood, making a "sizzling" sound.

"Who the hell is that, bastard? How dare you steal my things!"

Xuehai Fuling let out an angry sound.

The sound echoed in the sea of blood, causing the waves to surge and roll, and the blood waves rushed into the sky.

It seemed as if the entire sky was going to be dyed blood red.

However, apart from the surging sea of blood and the fading presence of human life, there was no response to her presence. She could only watch helplessly as two-thirds of what she was about to gain was taken away.

"Ah!!! Bastard!" Xuehai Fu Ling almost cried out of anger.