Finally, Yue Xiaoxuan spoke another meaning in his words.

The people present couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.

Is it good that you are the only one in the world who treats gold as treasures?

At this time, the soul-condensing flute had fallen into Yin Xuanxuan's hand. Her half-contained eyes opened, and a mysterious force was released, condensed into a sharp weapon, landing on the back of her fair hand.

The gorgeous blood flowed out and in the blink of an eye it crawled all over the back of the hand, which contrasted with the particularly fair skin and looked particularly eye-catching.

"What is she going to do? Are she crazy?"

I don't know who murmured in the crowd.

In full view of everyone, the blood flowed onto the Soul-Condensing Flute.

The soul-condensing flute is like a dry world for a long time, absorbing Yin Xuanxuan's blood hungrily.

The dark black light that had originally lingered in the flute body lit up instantly, and the people around him subconsciously narrowed their eyes.

"Oh my God! What the hell is going on?"

A scream erupted from the crowd again.

Under their gaze, the black part of the dark light became lighter and lighter, gradually bleached, and finally turned pure white.

"Soul Condensing Flute! This is the real Soul Condensing Flute!" Yin Qiao Niang's expression was extremely excited, and there were tears flashing in her eyes, as if she was moved by the scene in front of her.

But the members of the Yin-Yang family couldn't help but burst into cheers.

At this moment, they forgot the humiliation they endured in the family battle, and there was a person standing on the battle stage that they wanted to drink blood and eat meat.

Because these are no longer important.

With the direct bloodline of the Yin and Yang family, they can know the past and the future, and the problems that have troubled them will be solved one by one.

The Yin and Yang family will step on everyone's heads, reach the peak of the Donghuang Continent, and become the supreme existence.

This is the power of the bloodline of the direct line!

The people from the Yin-Yang family looked at the figure holding the white jade soul-condensing flute on the Bidou platform, and their eyes were full of piety.

"It's really worthy of being a direct bloodline!" Yue Qingqing sighed from the side.

It was different from the last time when the Soul Condensing Flute came out, what she now felt was the comfort from the inside out.

The true soul-condensing flute has a despicable effect of nourishing the soul.

She happened to be standing within the range covered by the light of the soul-condensing flute, and happened to enjoy this feeling.

"By the way, can you leave?"

When the feeling gradually became smaller, Yue Qingqing turned around and looked at Yin Xuanxuan.

Yin Xuanxuan glanced at her, and her unidentified gaze frosted back and forth several times on Yue Qingqing's body, and then asked: "Do you want to try the real power of "Soul-Leaving Song"?"

"Threatening me?" Yue Qingqing said as soon as she spoke, she saw Yin Xuanxuan pick up the jade flute in her hand and put it into her mouth.

"Miss Xuan, I'm joking, don't take it seriously!" Yue Qingqing said hurriedly.

"It's too late!" Yin Xuanxuan said these two words calmly.

Yue Qingqing's forehead couldn't help but sweat oozed out. Yin Tingting's "Soul-Leaving Song" made her die. What about now?

In front of me is the real saint of the Yin and Yang family, and the real soul-condensing flute of the Yin and Yang family.

If she were to play "The Soul-Leaving Song", Yue Qingqing thought that she would never be able to return to her body.

Seeing Yin Xuanxuan not having any jokes, Yue Qingqing finally couldn't help but jump away.
Chapter completed!