Chapter 1648

The fire produced an arc of thousands of feet.

There was no violent explosion, no violent fluctuation, no sea of fire.

It's like a sharp knife cutting through the skin.

All of a sudden, the sky was cut out, as if it had been quietly dissected.

Three shivering figures appeared behind the opening.

Each of them is a place of origin.

But they were all wearing the robes of Tianya sect disciples.

But the difference is that their robes have the mark of Ziwei sect.

And there is a small embroidery mark under each mark.

This embroidery mark, Chu Yan remembers that he saw the same one on Yunxiao general.

"It's... You..."

A word came out of his mouth.

Although intermittent, but this moment, but people feel as if the top of the black clouds, snow all over the city.

One of them tried to say something, but his lips just moved, and he didn't even have time to make a sound. The fire of cutting inflammation burned him into a torch.

Next, the other two will not escape the same fate.

Except for a piece of leaf shaped magic weapon with emerald light and palm size, all the others, including their body, their robes, flying swords and storage bags, were burned clean.

And when the leaf shaped magic weapon was sucked into Chu Yan's hands, the black in his eyes also quickly retreated, restoring the original clarity.

Hudi exhaled a breath, Chu Yan looked at the fly ash that was being carried away by the sea breeze at the moment, shook his head and said: "three people in a group, they must have crape myrtle exquisite cannon, so burned, is it too luxurious?"

After a while, he heard a faint voice from the sea: "you have... Me... What else..."

"You can't be relied on." Chu Yan shakes his head and turns to look at the handsome and Tangtang who are flying to him.

At the moment, the handsome man with enough food and drink is lying on Tangtang's back with his belly up.

The majestic mirage white tiger, carrying the little white pig, flies fast in the air.

At this time, Chu Yan found that the speed of Tangtang's flight was faster than he thought.

Even if it's not as good as the chessboard, it doesn't seem to be much worse.

It seems that the little tiger didn't improve much during his absence.

After flying over, Tangtang jumps into Chu Yan's arms.

Handsome then threw a storage bag under the body to Chu Yan.

This is before Chu Yan told it, people can eat, storage magic weapon must be left.

"Tianxinjing is delicious. How can it be so delicious?" He was still handsome, and at the same time, he frowned and winked at Chu Yan.

"You say that tianxinjing is delicious, so don't worry about diyuanjing. The meat is too Chai, and it's not delicious." Chu Yan naturally understood its meaning and said at the moment.

"I swallow everything." He argued.

When he spoke, he didn't know if he thought of the three Diyuan realms that had just been burned to ashes by a fire. There was a gush of saliva in his mouth.

Chu Yan didn't pay any attention to it and put his attention on the storage bag in his hand.

Jinzhuying's storage bag is forbidden.

However, when Chu Yan's divine knowledge was swept away, he tore the prohibition to pieces, and then went in without fear.

There are not many good things in the golden bamboo shadow storage bag.

The treasure at the bottom of the box, the red dragon whip and the man demon Tianzhu, was taken away by Chu Yan last time.

It seems that there is no time to replenish this time.

"All the energy is used to improve the realm." Chu murmured, and at the same time in his mind emerged the golden bamboo shadow of the crab like arm.

The arm was cut off by Chu Yan and flew out, then it was carried into the mouth by handsome.

At that time, handsome was eating that arm, and then went to squat in the golden bamboo shadow.

When Jin Zhuying first saw that he was handsome, I'm afraid he couldn't think of it. There was still his taste in each other's mouth

In the storage bag, it turned for a while.

Just when Chu Yan didn't have any expectations, his eyes were suddenly attracted by one of the purple gold bells.

There is nothing strange about the bell itself.

But Chu Yan smelled the smell of the dead on the bell.

It's not accurate to talk about the smell of the dead.

It is this magic weapon that makes Chu Yan feel gloomy and cold.

And this kind of feeling, Chu Yan only in contact with the ghost things, just had a similar memory.

"What is this thing?" Chu Yan took out the bell.

The bell is lighter than it looks.

The surface of the engraved texture is very fine, even if you look carefully, you can't see what the texture is. Only with your fingertips can you feel the difference.

When waiting for Chu Yan to probe with the divine sense, he was stunned.

There is a space in this ring.

And this space is not the kind of space similar to "storage space", it is a kind of nihilistic environment that makes people feel cold and sweat.

At the moment, in this environment, Chu Yan saw several human figures formed by light condensation.

These figures were chained to the broken wooden posts, which made them extremely gloomy and strange.

Among these figures, Chu Yan even saw two familiar faces: Ke Yu and pan Mengchen.

The two of them, obviously unable to be called human beings at this time, were absent-minded and dull faced, and were hanged and locked on the stake.

"This is... Soul..."

The voice of the man behind the gate of hell suddenly rang out.

"Soul?" As soon as Chu Yan's eyes were fixed, he immediately looked at Ke Yu and pan Mengchen.

These two human figures are formed by light, but at this time, the light is dim, like a firefly, as if it can be blown away in one breath.

And Chu Yan takes a closer look, and immediately discovers that pan Mengchen's head is actually separated from his body.

At the moment, there was a gap as thin as a piece of paper between her head and neck.

"Is this the cause of her death?" The secret way in Chu Yan's heart.

But on this issue, he did not tangle for a long time.

Soon his attention returned to what the man behind the gate of hell had just said.

"These are souls. Do you mean that the bell can imprison people's souls?" Chu Yan asked.

Before, when he looked at the book about ghosts, he had learned some information in it.

Although the ghost way drives the ghost things and practices Yin and evil, it also believes that the soul is the most difficult thing to control.

Only the most brilliant and special methods can detain people's souls.

To achieve this, there are only monks who are extremely good at practicing ghost Taoism.

Compared with the soul of ordinary people, the soul of a monk is much stronger and more difficult to be trapped like this.

But at this moment, the reaction of the man behind the gate of hell makes Chu Yan feel strange.

In the past, if Chu Yan asked a question, the other party would only respond in two ways: answering or pretending not to hear it.

But this time, the other side didn't seem to care about his words at all. Instead, he was talking to himself there.