Chapter 10383: The Return of Yanyun 7

  Yan Chengfeng opened her mouth and was about to refuse, but she heard Zhong Ping say: "Take her with you, Linghuo is not so easy to subdue, so many people can help."

   Seeing him speak, Yan Chengfeng stopped talking, and immediately left with Li Mengjie and all his men.

   After watching them go away, Zhong Ping retracted his gaze, looked at the stronghold below, and said loudly: "Yan Yun, why do you hide?

   However, when the voice came out, there was no movement in the stronghold for a long time.

  Zhong Ping frowned secretly, with his understanding of Yan Yun, it was impossible for the other party to have no reaction at all, which was a little unusual.

   At this very moment, in the stronghold, Yan Yun sat cross-legged, with more than ten corpses lying around him. And Ling Xuejiu stood quietly behind him, motionless, with dull eyes.

   The voice of Zhong Ping from outside came from time to time, but Yan Yun didn't react at all. His hands kept changing the seals, and the black energy surrounding his body became more and more intense.

   "Actually there is a reaction at this time." Yan Yun muttered to himself. Since absorbing thousands of resentful souls, his strength has improved significantly. However, because his physical body has not yet recovered, his "Heaven-devouring Art" cannot be practiced for a long time.

  After absorbing a few people, he clearly felt that the power that had been stagnant in his body had changed, and it was faintly on the verge of breakthrough. He knew very well what this breakthrough meant to him. Once he succeeded in breaking through, he would be able to completely repair his body and begin to practice the Heaven Devouring Art.

   However, when he was trying to break through just now, he found that the strength in his dantian was slightly insufficient, just a little bit short.

   After thinking for a moment, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and then he made a gesture. Immediately, Ling Xuejiu, who was standing behind him, stepped forward.

   "Go, get a few people over, the more the better."

   After listening to his order, Ling Xuejiu immediately walked out of the base without saying a word.

   At this moment, Zhong Ping, who had been waiting outside, saw Ling Xuejiu coming out of the stronghold, and his eyes could not help condensing.

   "Cold two."

   Hearing his cry, Leng Er didn't need to say more, he immediately understood what he meant, and hurriedly moved his body and landed in front of Ling Xuejiu. However, just as he was about to speak, but before he could say the words, he saw Ling Xuejiu's cold eyes swept over, without the slightest emotion, and suddenly shot, as fast as lightning, and attacked him quickly.

   "Bang!" With a loud noise, Leng Er's body was hit by a huge force and fell heavily to the ground. Not only that, there was still Ling Xuejiu's palm print on his chest, and there was an evil aura around that palm print, which kept invading his body.

   Upon seeing this, he waved his hand, and the evil spirit was immediately removed.

  His body is made of spiritual soil. As the most precious material in Huangquan, the effect of spiritual soil is very powerful. Even the evil energy could not erode his body.

   Seeing Ling Xuejiu galloping towards the guard not far away, Leng Er did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly chased after her, blocking her way.

   "Sister-in-law, you don't know me anymore?"

  Ling Xuejiu's eyes were cold, without a trace of emotion, only bloodthirsty desire.

   However, when her eyes met Leng Er's face, there was a hint of struggle in her eyes. However, the struggling color did not last long, and was completely replaced by indifference.