Who is Si Zhicheng? A monk at the top of the Golden Pill. How could these people hide their abnormal movements? So a light flashed in their eyes and they stared at Yang Chen from a long distance. Yang Chen felt that even if they were so far apart, as long as they had a little abnormal movement, they would definitely be wiped out instantly.

"you say?"

A simple sentence has endless majesty and murderous aura. An invisible majesty shocks every monk's heart, especially Yang Chen, who feels that at this moment, his thoughts are completely uncontrollable, and he wants to tell the truth and admit that he has killed Si Zhicheng.

"Then... that,... the senior... I felt like a good deal at first sight, and I appreciate each other and regretted it too late, so I made an appointment to discuss a few moves, but... I hate it..."

"Um?"

When he heard that Yang Chen was indeed related to Si Zhicheng, Siharuna appeared in front of Yang Chen with a flash. The speed was so fast that Yang Chen was shocked. Even the old man who had not spoken had frowned slightly.

"Speak clearly, otherwise..."

"It's such a grand uncle. I hate him. Just as we were having a bickering, a willow leaf flying knife attacked his grand brother. Wow, ahhhh... I couldn't save him. He disappeared in a mysterious light. I didn't. I would like to ask my uncle to punish him..."

The story is too simple. This is not the level of fooling around in normal times. Yang Chen didn't think he could pass the test. Even if he suffered a loss, his uncle would be very bad.

At this time, Siharuna frowned and asked with a frown because she was concerned about Si Shi Zhicheng and to be more precise.

"Mysterious light covers? Is it the law of space?"

He was muttering to himself, and Yang Chen was also shaking his head quickly, blaming himself with a look of pain.

"The acting skills are so poor. Didn't you take the Dragon Soul and kill him? Hehe..."

Feng Jun and Yang Chen, a monk from the Fire City, recognized it at a glance. After all, they were the ones who snatched their dragon soul at that time.

boom……

A huge force instantly came over and over. Most of the people in the square were pressed down on the ground by the huge pressure coming in an instant, and only a dozen people had withstood the sudden power.

This power is not aimed at them, but at Yang Chen. When this power is pressed, Yang Chen just feels his body sinking, his body bent quickly, his feet tremble, and he almost kneels on the ground.

The invisible power contained great danger. In just a moment, Yang Chen was sweating profusely, and the spiritual energy in his body solidified, and he could not move at all. He gritted his teeth and persevered, but did not surrender.

"I dare to play with my own cultivation, I don't know how to live or die!"

boom……

Seeing that Yang Chen was not lying down, he immediately increased his strength. At the same time, he grabbed Yang Chen's finger and twisted the storage ring with a click. Yang Chen's finger was broken.

He didn't scream because he was no longer in pain. Because under this huge pressure, his legs were already broken because they supported his body.

puff……

The thick blood spurted out and almost fainted and expired. At this time, a roar came from his ears again.

"Say, where is the Dragon Soul?"

With the Dragon Soul, a genius can be cultivated again. Originally, when Si Zhicheng came out, many people of the tribe opposed it because the Dragon Soul had not yet been fully integrated, but in the end, there was still a mistake.

The spiritual sense swept across every part of Yang Chen's body wildly, and every cell seemed to be transparent in his eyes. There was no secret on Yang Chen's body, only a handful of rusty mid-level magic weapon discarded beside him. Even the imperial bracelet on Yang Chen's hand was completely hidden.

"Being...been...been..."

He couldn't raise his hand because the pressure here and the pressure here was about to fall to the ground. He was lying on the ground and trying hard to support his last stubbornness and was unwilling to compromise.

"Hmph 1"

Yang Chen's resistance made an old monster feel embarrassed. So he snorted coldly and pointed directly at Yang Chen's eyebrows.

"Soul Search?"

Yang Chen was extremely shocked. If the soul search was searched, not to mention his secret, but more importantly, he would be ruined, because once the soul search was forced, he would probably not be idiots. Of course, if the soul search did not deliberately destroy the other party's soul and took certain protection measures, there would be no major issues, but there were no protection measures now.

"No...no..."

I was so scared that I was so scared that I was so scared that I was afraid, but I could not do anything, because the difference in strength was too big and I could not resist.

The Jindan monk from Changhong Academy originally wanted to stop it, but for some reason, he still held it back. The old man also stopped every time, obviously by default.

A huge spiritual consciousness poured into the body and entered the sea of ​​consciousness. Yang Chen had a headache, as if his head would explode at the next moment.

"ah……"

Siharuna's spiritual consciousness stirred up huge waves in Yang Chen's Dead Sea and quickly approached the most original existence.

"Dog bastard, get out..."

Hearing that a young cultivator who was searching his soul did not beg for mercy but insulted him. His anger can be imagined. No matter what the result is, Yang Chen will undoubtedly die.

The only soul of the soul urgently contacted Xiaoyao Tower, but what made him desperate was that there was no slight sense of induction.

"How is it possible..."

This is a result he never thought about. His final support was gone. How could it be? He was unwilling to give up, but what could he do?

"Stop...stop!"

This was a weak and difficult voice. In the light of Yang Chen, he saw Yang Yan gritting his teeth and supporting his body, trying to save Yang Chen.
Chapter completed!