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Chapter 183: The Powerful An Chengtian

"An Chengtian, what do you want?"

Qin Yichen frowned. To be honest, in the dead zone, the enemy he least wanted to meet was to belong to this An Chengtian.

After all, the latter has great strength, and it is also a half-man and half-ghost that can control the dead air. In this palace, it is simply a powerful addition. If a conflict really does occur, he has no absolute certainty how to get An Chengtian.

"Me? Well, I want you to do me a favor."

An odd smile aroused at the corner of An Chengtian's mouth, and his face suddenly became stunned: "Lend it to your flesh and soul!"

"Oh!"

As soon as the words came to an end, the soul-crawling puppet in his hand was shaken, and there was an overwhelming wind in the main hall. The thick death gas whistled from the soul-catching puppet, and directly wrapped Qin Yichen in it.

"damn it!"

The whole body was wrapped in this dead air, Qin Yichen suddenly felt like a cold in the ice cellar!

"Give me it!"

Qin Yichen sang angrily in his heart, and Zhenyuan whistled out.

"Oh!"

As soon as the transparent true element came into contact with these dead gas, it instantly evaporated a lot, but there was too much dead gas, and in the dead gas, it seemed to be mixed with a special energy. It is precisely this special energy that has caused Qin Yichen to deal with evil things such as dead air, and the innocuous true elements are somewhat hindered.

"Well? The kid's real Yuan is a little weird?"

Seeing that Qin Yichen wasn't swallowed up by the dead gas in the first place, An Chengtian also made a light noise.

"How long can you hold on to the martial arts master?"

An Chengtian sneered, and from the soul grabbing, there were several deathly whistling whistling out, wrapping Qin Yichen as much as possible.

"Let 's go on like this, until I run out of Zhenyuan, there is no hope at all!"

As soon as Qin Yichen gritted his teeth, those whistling Zhen Yuan quickly retracted, and finally only wrapped his body surface, and he himself was quickly thinking about the solution.

"Well, it's coming ... just one step away!"

Seeing that Qin Yichen was wrapped up in death, if he had given up his stubborn struggle, An Chengtian laughed with a yin, and immediately, the soul-stealing flutter in his hand.

"call out!"

The soul grabber is like a spear, rising into the sky, and digging a hole directly into the top of the hall.

"What is he doing?"

Seeing some inexplicable movements of An Chengtian, Zhu Ling's body fluttered, and an ominous feeling also came to her heart. She also tried to help Qin Yichen, but only found that the spiritual power of her spiritual realm was in this weird Under anger, there is no effect at all.

"This guy, is it trying to refine the dead spirit in the entire underground palace?"

Qin Yichen noticed that, above this hall, the dead energy was rapidly condensing, and his complexion became ugly.

"Stop struggling, sacrificing your flesh and soul, and help me refine the ghost fire!"

The smile on An Chengtian's face became more intense, his eyes stared tightly above the hall.

At this moment, in the underground palace, the vitality was full of vitality. The entire underground palace seemed to be shaking violently. A few strong spirits who were still searching for treasure noticed this movement, and all of them immediately changed their looks and immediately , There is no hesitation in rushing to the outside.

"Woohoo ..."

At this time, the overcast wind in the hall was also more and more fierce, making the hall shiver for a while, as if the entire ancient hall was likely to collapse at any time.

"Ning!"

With a word spit out by An Chengtian, the soul-catching salamander above the main hall suddenly descended, and behind it, dead gas, like a black dragon, poured in.

This almost solid black dragon, I am afraid, is the dead spirit that gathered in the entire underground palace!

After An Chengtian caught the soul grabber, his complexion became a little somber. Immediately, he took the soul grabber, as if he was jumping into a great fairy, and made strange moves.

"Om ..."

Strange fluctuations also circulated from the soul grabber.

"Click!"

In Ling Lingzhu's horrified gaze, the huge black dragon was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, under her gaze, the black dragon completely disappeared. In the air, there was a small black bead that was the size of a fist, dark and deep!

On the surface of this small black bead, if there is a black flame burning, the surrounding space is trembling slightly, a kind of fluctuation that makes the strong spirits palpitate.

Looking at the dark bead through death, Rao is Qin Yichen's fixation, and his complexion is also greatly changed. From the dark bead, he feels a lethal threat.

Almost the death in the entire underground palace has condensed into such a small bead, which has made it impossible to imagine what kind of horror effect this bead would have once it explodes!

Not to mention destroying the entire underground palace, but the aftermath of that explosion ravages this hall, there is absolutely no suspense.

"go with!"

With An Chengtian's light drink, a **** mist filled out from the soul-crushing puppet in his hand, wrapping the black bead.

"This ... is this essence?"

Perceived the **** smell, Zhu Lingzhu Jiaorong moved.

"Well, boy, don't make useless resistance, my two beloveds have sacrificed. Sacrifice your flesh and soul soon, let me refine the ghost fire!"

An Chengtian's sharp laughter echoed continuously in the hall.

At this point, An Chengtian didn't want to clean up Qin Yichen, but he found that although his death was wrapped and bound by the latter, he could not invade the latter at all!

"Hmm ..."

At this moment, in the midair of the hall, those diffuse blood mists seemed to have been swallowed up by that dark little bead, and the bead, if it had some connection with An Chengtian, began to shake. stand up.

"Go, the spiritual power of the spiritual realm, but a great supplement!"

With An Chengtian's somber words, the little black bead started to wander past Qin Yichen, and wherever he went, it seemed that the space was somewhat distorted.

The black bead gave Qin Yichen a creepy feeling. He knew that if he was caught by the black bead, there would be no way to go. Immediately, when he bit his teeth, the spirit body would run madly. Zhenyuan never had any reservations, and poured out wildly.

"Drive me!"

With Qin Yichen screaming, the dead air that enveloped him suddenly melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was just the effort between the two breaths. Qin Yichen was using the dead air to burn away a gap. Swept out.