Emperor Tianwu

The evil soul thread is a unique magic weapon of the corpse cultivator. It is said that each of these threads is condensed after he swallowed the soul alive. These threads contain all the painful memories of the monk's life. Once the thread is drilled into the body, it will The pain on the silk thread will be transferred to the other party's body, making the other party miserable.

This is the terrifying thing about the evil soul thread.

In addition, the corpse cultivator also likes to torture the monks before slowly killing them and swallowing the living souls again, so these evil soul threads have become more and more terrifying.

Yu Xingchen didn't dare to pick up these threads at all, and backed away crazily.

However, the speed of these threads was so fast that it was incredibly fast. No matter how fast he retreated, there were still threads approaching him.

This made Yu Xingchen furious. With a wave of his hand, a bronze bell appeared in front of him with a bang, shrouding his entire body.

This bronze bell is a real bronze bell, not transformed by the energy of the golden bell talisman.

The bronze bell is transparent, so you can clearly see the inside and outside conditions.

As soon as he stopped, a lot of threads had already fallen on the bronze bell.

It was obviously a piece of silk thread, but when it fell on the bronze bell, it made a dull thumping sound, just like mountains falling crazily, causing Yu Xingchen's mouth to overflow with blood again, and his face became increasingly ugly.

Those threads were still being blasted, and he could feel that his magic weapon wouldn't last much longer.

The corpse cultivator not far away had a ferocious smile on his face.

Guo Hongling and Meng Xiaoshuang looked at each other and subconsciously rushed to help, but were directly stopped by Mu Xiuqin: "Two senior sisters, if I go, I will go. If you go, you will die in vain!"

Lan Wangji didn't speak.

Although he formed a team with Yun Chen and others, it did not mean that he would become an enemy of the corpse cultivator because of Zheng Shufen.

He glanced at the open space not far away. The open space there was covered by the formation. Yun Chen was still refining the elixir in the formation. He didn't know whether the other party could successfully refine it before Zheng Shufen was killed.

"What should we do?" Guo Hongling said anxiously.

Zheng Shufen hid behind a few people and did not dare to speak at all.

At this moment, the formation not far away suddenly disappeared, and Yun Chen's figure was revealed.

As soon as he showed his figure, the huge copper bell guarding the stars exploded with a bang, turning into countless fragments and sweeping away in all directions.

"Not good!" Yu Xingchen's face changed drastically, and he retreated frantically without thinking.

Unfortunately, it was too late, one of the threads had already reached the center of his eyebrows, and was about to penetrate directly.

At this critical moment, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, and his whole person suddenly disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already thousands of meters away.

This made Yu Xingchen pat his chest in fear, and quickly looked to the side, and saw Yun Chen looking ahead with a livid face.

"Brother Yun, did you succeed?" Yu Xingchen couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun Chen refined the elixir and came out.

With the other party's strong combat power, there must be no need to fear the corpse cultivator, right?

"The laws of space are interesting!" The corpse cultivator snorted coldly when he saw Yun Chen Yu Xingchen being rescued. Then he raised his hands again, and suddenly the huge head in mid-air opened its mouth again and sprayed out countless red threads.

As soon as these threads came out, the air of resentment immediately filled the entire void, making the entire space extremely cold.

Not only that, these threads also carried the sound of extremely shrill screams. They were obviously threads, but they seemed like countless people howling crazily, not to mention how intrusive they were.

"What kind of disgusting magic weapon is this?" Yun Chen's face darkened, and murderous intent arose in his body.

The majestic killing power swept away from him, and the powerful domain power stretched out crazily, heading directly towards those silk threads.

At the same time, he straightened up, the person appeared in mid-air, and punched straight out.

At this moment, the murderous intention in his heart reached the extreme.

There was only one thought in his mind, and that was killing.

The fist was smashed out, and the eight attributes of immortal energy poured out like a torrent of a burst dam, turning into a fist shadow and passing through the void.

This punch carried a decisive and sure-killing flavor.

Needless to say, he also knew that the threads in front of him must be extremely evil magic weapons. It took countless monks to kill to refine them. This made Yun Chen have no idea of ​​holding back.

"Monsters and monsters dominate the world, but I have one punch to shake things up!"

Yun Chen let out an earth-shattering roar.

The fist shadow carried majestic killing power and endless killing intent from heaven and earth, and just blasted out, with domineering, decisive, and violent momentum that crushed everything.

At this moment, the air disappeared.

Space disappears.

There was only a shadow of a fist left between heaven and earth.

The image of that fist came from time and space of eternity, intending to cleanse all things in the world and spread across the universe.

"not good!"

The corpse cultivator's expression changed drastically, and he let out a shrill voice. Suddenly, the threads he sprayed out suddenly became thicker, and he frantically faced Yun Chen's fist shadow.