The technique of living sacrifice·Soul-eating!

"The Art of Living Sacrifice" is one of the highest evil magic skills. As the name suggests, it shows its evil and powerfulness!

Bi Ling activated and detonated all the true energy in her body. Not to mention her at this moment, she might not be able to take the damage even at her peak. She smiled grimly. Although she was unwilling to give up, she had no choice. Breaking out, dead, he would definitely not be able to survive! A mere ant in the Nine Truth Realm, a despicable villain, thought that the sneak attack would succeed? You will die in the end!

Biling shouted wildly in her heart, as if this was enough to vent her desolation and resentment. She stared at Chen Yun behind the light ball. This man who didn't know his name was his forced attack, completely sinking at the peak of her happiness, and might even die.

He deserves to die!

In Biling's resentful eyes, the extremely unstable light ball continued to look towards Chen Yunjuan. Every time she got closer, her inner pleasure increased.

"Haha! You can't stop it! Die, die, die... Uh!!!"

Suddenly, Biling's resentful laughter came to an abrupt end, as if she was stuck in her throat and could not make any sound. Her pupils in her eyes simply contracted, and the ball of light that had originally fluctuated violently gradually stabilized in her eyes and gradually began to shrink.

"No, this is impossible? How could this happen... You should die!" Bi Ling screamed wildly as if she was greatly stimulated.

"Drink!" The sharp scream was as empty as Chen Yun's ears. He shouted lightly, and his face turned red in an instant. However, his hands kept moving, and faint lights were outlined, and his fingers were waving cleverly, as if they were weaving. Not long after, one exuded an evil aura, with strange fluctuations, from small to large, and finally expanded into a giant net covering the sky.

Every time he waved, he took away a little of Chen Yun's true energy, and his face gradually became pale as the movements in his hands accelerated. As the giant net was first formed, Chen Yun couldn't wait to throw it out: "Erosion of the Spirit... Go!"

The giant net emitted a faint light and instantly passed through the light ball, as if it had melted, but it appeared at the other end the next moment, forming an encirclement of the light ball.

"Treat!"

With Chen Yun's operation, the huge light ball was wrapped in the circle of the secret net, and the energy gradually stabilized and gradually began to shrink.

"No, this is not true, how can you do it..." Seeing the light ball gradually being refined by Chen Yun, the last trace of madness in Biling's heart was eliminated. She knew that the man in front of her was not something she could resist. She gave up resistance, leaving only a dull murmur.

Chen Yun devoted himself to the first experience of "The Art of Living Sacrifice". His hands kept moving, the light ball gradually contracted, and his heart began to realize it.

The "Erosion of Spirit" style has the effect of devouring spiritual power and corroding true energy. However, this effect is not uncontrollable. With his current cultivation level, he can only refine energy at most at the eight-descendant level. If it exceeds this amount, it will backfire itself and damage its origin. The refined spiritual power can be at most about one tenth of it to condense into spiritual souls. Of course, this is the purest one tenth.

The light ball gradually contracted and its speed became slower and slower. Chen Yun looked pale and gritted his teeth. He had to persevere, otherwise everything before would be in vain. Using the live sacrifice technique consumed all his true energy. At this moment, he was actually not much better than Bi Ling. He was all empty, and at most he was not injured. However, Bi Ling's cultivation was at least seven small realms higher than him, and his recovery ability was much higher than him. The consequences would completely reverse the current situation.

For a moment, the scene became a little weird. In the dark cave, a shriveled corpse was lying on the ground; at one end, a woman with a beautiful figure, a slightly pale face but could not hide her beauty; at the other end, a young man with a tall body and a cold face was pale and raised his hands, his fingers flashed, and a ball of energy intertwined with light and darkness in front of him was gradually shrinking.

"puff!"

Finally, Chen Yun spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his eyes became solemn. The light ball in front of him had shrunk to less than an inch, and something was floating in the center of the light ball.

"You...haha, you can't handle it after all, you will definitely die, hahaha!" Seeing Chen Yun vomiting blood, Bi Ling's gray eyes were lit up, as if she saw hope for life. Although her shoulders were damaged and she had no real energy in her body, she burst into laughter!

Chen Yun looked at the other party coldly, but he was really anxious. In the end, the spiritual power of this inch of the straight meridian could not be refined no matter how hard he tried. But if it could not be refined, it would not be able to form the spiritual soul, and the spiritual power would explode again, which would undoubtedly be a disaster for him.

what to do……

"Haha, come and attack me! I see how you refine it. This dead ghost has gathered all the spiritual power of the Qian level of the Eight Desolation Realm and my Li level. Unless you are perfect in the Eight Desolation Realm, you can control the eighth level application of the ‘Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, Kun’ at your heart, otherwise you will never escape!"

"While I was empty, I was seriously injured by the sneak attack, and I was still unable to escape and die in the end, haha!"

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"Hmph, didn't the attack be so fierce just now? Keep coming! Come on, aunt, I'll sit here and come on! I'll suck you dry!"

The lack of action made Biling vent her resentment through her mouth. She kept cursing, sarcastic, and insulting Chen Yun.

Sweat beads gradually emerged from Chen Yun's forehead, and his hands began to tremble, as if there were signs of unstable control. He stared at the energy ball, hoping to find a way...

"Well...is this..."

Under Chen Yun's concentration, a slightly darker particle in the light ball disappeared, but it attracted his attention.

"Crystal?" Chen Yun was puzzled and then was overjoyed, "This is... Lingyuan Po!"

"Hahaha! OK, I'll attack you for showing it!" With Ling Yuanpo's discovery, Chen Yun suddenly realized. Faced with Biling's ridicule, he gave an answer.

"go!"

Chen Yun swung his hands, and the ball of light that only one inch left rushed straight towards Bi Ling. His power was not as good as before, but with Bi Ling's current situation, this was undoubtedly equivalent to a death-guiding talisman.

"No...you can't do this..." Biling got up in panic, but fell down powerlessly. In her horrified eyes, the light ball exploded on her body.

"You must die a little..." With a desperate and sharp curse, Bi Ling disappeared in front of Chen Yun.

The explosion of spiritual power stirred up dust and flew for a long time before the dust settled. Chen Yun approached and the explosion had already exploded a large pit, and there was only a crystal clear piece of crystal lying quietly in the pit.

"Is this the Spirit Yuan Po?" Chen Yun picked up the crystal block and looked at it carefully. He had just seen the Spirit Yuan Po, and then he had a subsequent attack. Only when the Spirit Yuan Po absorbed most of the spiritual energy could it be able to condense successfully. Once the spiritual energy was successfully condensed, its inner spiritual power would be extremely stable, otherwise Chen Yun would never dare to boldly detonate the remaining spiritual energy.

Everything was settled, and Chen Yun put away Ling Yuanpo, but his eyes stopped on the clothes left by the woman and the shriveled corpse of the man.

"It's time to harvest the spoils!"

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Chapter completed!