Wrath of the Immortal

"Nonsense, I am extremely smart, how can I be deceived by him?"

Zhao Fanxin roared angrily and suddenly grabbed Ling Chuyin's throat.

"Senior, even if you kill me, I will still say it."

Ling Chuyin was unable to speak and could only use secret techniques to forcefully transmit sounds.

"How do you know he's lying to me?"

Zhao Fanxin snorted coldly, grabbed Ling Chuyin's hand and let go.

"Senior, if he has really been to the tomb."

"Is this the only thing in this huge tomb?"

"I don't believe it. There are no other burial objects."

"..."

Ling Chuyin stared at Xiao Chen and analyzed methodically.

"I understand, this guy is trying to trick me."

"There are countless treasures in the tomb, but he only took out one thing."

"Boy, hand over everything in the tomb."

"..."

Zhao Fanxiao didn't know if he was really stupid or had a mental problem, but he said such a sentence.

As soon as these words came out, Ling Chuyin was stunned and secretly cursed the other party as an idiot.

After saying so much, wasn't she just reminding Zhao Fanxiao that Xiao Chen was lying?

Unexpectedly, Zhao Fanxin was thinking about the treasures in the tomb.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

As long as Xiao Chen can't bring out enough treasures, he will still be swallowed by Zhao Fanxiao.

"Senior, there are indeed other treasures in the tomb."

"It's just that these treasures are of great importance."

"I can only give you one."

"..."

Xiao Chen secretly scolded Ling Chuyin for being despicable, and then explained to Zhao Fanxin.

"As you wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Fanxin waved his sleeves and arranged a formation on the spot.

This formation can not only isolate sound, but also prevent the induction of divine consciousness.

People outside the formation cannot see what is going on inside the formation, even if they want to.

"Senior, this is the treasure."

Xiao Chen thought about it and took out a sealed memory.

This memory comes from Song Qizhen, Zhengchou cannot crack it!

Now is the time to take advantage of this opportunity to figure out what's going on.

"Is this the only one in the tomb?"

Zhao Fanxin frowned and held the memory in his hand.

He looked at it for a little while, then with a flick of his wrist, he immediately squeezed out the memory.

A strange force entered Zhao Fanxin's body and turned into a complete message.

"The contract of life and death, the ancient immortal tomb, is a bit interesting..."

Zhao Fanxiao muttered to himself, and then looked at Xiao Chen coldly.

"Senior, believe me now!"

Xiao Chen thought it was impossible for the other party to believe this, but he still asked bravely.

He did this just to see Zhao Fanxin's reaction.

If this guy reacts violently, he can only cast spells and fight the opponent desperately.

However, what Xiao Chen didn't expect was that the other party said something he didn't understand.

"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter!"

Zhao Fanxiao waved his long sleeves, and the surrounding formations immediately dissipated.

Seeing that Ling Chuyin and others did not run away, Zhao Fanxin nodded with satisfaction.

"Take out the treasure and you will avoid death!"

Zhao Fanxin suddenly changed his strategy and tactics and shouted sharply at Ling Chuyin and others.

The disciples of Xuanyin Sect have long been frightened by Zhao Fanxin's fighting power.

When they heard this, they all offered their treasures without even thinking.

"senior!!!"

"This junior's cultivation level is too low to produce good things."

"I am willing to sacrifice my soul and become your slave."

"..."

One of the Xuanyin Sect disciples knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

In order to survive, he used all his strength every time he kowtowed.

Not long after, his forehead was red with blood, and he still had no intention of stopping.

"I don't want your soul, I want you to sacrifice your soul."

"Who among you is willing to sacrifice?"

"If there are any, please sacrifice them together!"

"..."

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Fanxin's mouth.

Obviously, if someone sacrifices the soul, they will be happier than getting treasures.

Sacrificing one's soul does not mean handing one's soul into the hands of another person.

Instead, the two souls are connected through the power of the contract.

Among them, there is a master-servant relationship.

The master can execute the life and death of the slave, and can also drain the cultivation level from the other party's body.

To put it simply, as long as the sacrifice is successful, you can continue to cut leeks.

As long as Zhao Fanxin has a thought, he can turn the sacrificer's cultivation into his own use.

If there are a certain number of sacrificers, even if you cut leeks every day, your cultivation level will increase rapidly.

At this moment, all the disciples of Xuanyin Sect believe that they can survive by sacrificing their soul.

However, one person doesn't think this is a good thing.

Ling Chuyin is the one with the highest level of cultivation, and his eyesight is unparalleled by others.

She could tell at a glance that sacrificing the soul was more terrifying than sacrificing the soul.

Ling Chuyin wanted to remind everyone that this was a trap and they must not agree to it.

However, when the words came to her lips, she did not say them.

At this moment, Xiao Chen noticed something unusual and quickly took a step back.

"Senior, even if I want to sacrifice my soul, I can't do it now."

Ling Chuyin hesitated a little, then suddenly spoke.

"Don't play tricks on me!"

Zhao Fanxin glared at Ling Chuyin and threw him to the ground.

After Ling Chuyin landed, he did not sacrifice his soul, but instead came to Xiao Chen's side.

This girl is very smart. She wants to use Xiao Chen to solve the crisis at hand.

"Xiao Chen, haven't you seen it yet?"

"This guy wants treasure, it's just the first step."

"The second step is to treat everyone like leeks and bury them in the Underworld."

"As long as all the value is squeezed out, it will swallow us whole."

"..."

Ling Chuyin used a secret technique and said to Xiao Chen via voice transmission.

"Finished?"

Xiao Chen curled his lips and replied nonchalantly.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Hearing this, Ling Chuyin was furious and replied angrily.

"Don't worry, you will die before me."

Xiao Chen snorted coldly and had no intention of joining forces with Ling Chuyin.

Ling Chuyin's nose was so angry that she was crooked. Just when she was about to say more, a scene that shocked her appeared.

Zhao Fanxin opened his mouth wide, quickly inhaled everyone's soul, and then spit it out.

The spirits of these people seem to have remained unchanged, but there is an added sense of sacrificial contract.

Zhao Fanxin faced the ground and stepped quickly, leaving many footprints on the ground.

These footprints are half a foot deep, enough to bury a person.

Zhao Fanxiao waved his long sleeve, and everyone flew into the pit, and then was filled with soil.

Only one of their heads was exposed, and they looked like human-shaped radishes.

Those who sacrifice their souls will be buried underground.

Those who took out magic weapons and did not sacrifice their souls would end up in a worse situation.

Zhao Fanxin opened his bloody mouth and released a huge suction force.

This force accelerated and fell on those Xuanyin Sect disciples.

This scene happened too suddenly.

So many people didn't react at all.

Everyone was swallowed by Zhao Fanxin and turned into food in his stomach.

"Run quickly, he is going to eat us..."

Someone in the crowd shouted something, and everyone turned and ran away.

However, no matter how they escaped, they could not fly out of the range of the suction force.

"Senior, why do you still want to kill us after we have delivered the treasure?"

Seeing that there was no way to escape, one of them asked Zhao Fanxin angrily.

"Do I need a reason to kill you?"

Zhao Fanxin was extremely cruel and grabbed the man's body.

Just hearing a bang, the opponent's body was immediately crushed and turned into flesh and blood.

Zhao Fanxiao turned his wrist slightly, and the flesh and blood gathered together and turned into round meatballs.

If you look carefully, you can see the soul of the deceased emerging from the meatball.

Although his soul was almost collapsed, he could still see the pain before his death.

Zhao Fanxin picked up the meatballs, quickly threw them into his mouth, and chewed them quickly.

“Tastes good…”

Zhao Fanxin was still unfinished and licked his lips.

Immediately afterwards, he made more than ten meatballs and swallowed them in one gulp.

The scene before him was unspeakably cruel.

Even Xiao Chen, who kills without blinking an eye, feels that Zhao Fanxiao is no different from a beast.

"Little girl!"

"You neither sacrifice the soul nor give me gifts."

"Do you really think that I am too compassionate to kill you?"

"..."

Zhao Fanxin looked at Ling Chuyin, and his voice was cold and ruthless.