115: C115 Anger

C115 Anger

Yuan Hun spread out his hands and asked Su Yuan. A puzzled expression emerged on his young face, but when combined with the words he said just now, it revealed an indescribable cruelty.

Su Yun's hand that was holding Su Yuan trembled slightly as if she had received a great shock. Su Yuan felt this and opened his eyes to look at her. He saw Su Yun looking at him with a complicated expression.

"Brother, will you become like this in the future?"

Su Yun asked softly. Her voice was also trembling as if she had thought of something very terrifying.

Su Yuan's heart trembled. He remembered what Lou Cheng had said to him before he died. He reached out and patted Su Yun's hand lightly, but said firmly in a soft voice.

"Don't worry, I won't!"

He turned around and stabbed at Yuan Hun like a sharp sword.

Yuan Hun was shocked by his look. The smile on his face froze, and his eyes became gloomy. He sneered.

"What? Elder Su wants to interfere in this matter? I have never heard of any relationship between Elder Su and the Northern Profound Sect, and the disciples of the Taixuan Sect. Could it be that Elder Su has some kind of relationship with the Taixuan Sect?"

The aura of the third level of Core Formation was emitted from his body. Countless Shadow of the Ghost emerged from his body, forming a realm of the Ghost Realm.

Ten of those Shadow of the Ghosts were far stronger than the others, and they had reached the Core Formation Stage. Under Yuan Hun's control, they all let out soundless shrieks towards Su Yuan, as if they were going to tear him into pieces in the next moment.

This scene caused Meng Lang, who was standing at the side, to shiver. A moment later, when he saw Su Yuan's indifferent expression, he rolled his eyes and summoned up the courage to mediate the situation.

"This... Both of you, please calm down. We are all from the same sect. What is there that cannot be discussed? In my opinion..."

Before he could finish his words, Su Yuan's gaze fell upon him.

"Meng Lang."

When Meng Lang saw that he had indeed attracted Su Yuan's attention, a hint of joy flashed across his eyes, and he quickly replied.

"What orders does Master Su have?"

"The Northern Profound Sect is located in a remote area. If no one is familiar with the way, even a Core Formation expert might not be able to find it. You were the one who told me this back then." Su Yuan said calmly, "So, it was you who led Yuan Hun to the Northern Profound Sect, right?"

Looking at Su Yuan's calm eyes, Meng Lang didn't know why, but an extremely bad feeling suddenly emerged in his heart. Without thinking, he fled towards Yuan Hun's direction.

"Master, save me!"

But his vigilance could not save him. Su Yuan stretched out his hand and grabbed, and a large hand of spirit energy covered him.

"Bastard! How dare you attack my people in front of me?"

Yuan Hun roared angrily. He formed a seal with his hand and pushed. The eyes of the ten Core Formation Stage ghosts in the air flashed with a fierce light. They rushed towards Su Yuan like sharp arrows.

However, before they could even get close to him, a dragon's roar sounded out from within Su Yuan's body. The blood-red dragon soul flew out and wrapped around the ten ghosts with its own strength.

In the end, Meng Lang was still unable to escape from the giant spiritual energy hand, and was grabbed in front of Su Yuan. Su Yuan's voice became extremely cold at this moment.

"I think you have something to do with the corpses all over the stronghold, right? Since they are all dead, it wouldn't be good for you to live alone in this world. How about I send you down to accompany them?"

"No!" Meng Lang screamed. At this moment, he could clearly feel the Qi of death.

"I'm willing to do anything for you. Don't kill me. I know a lot of important information about the Taixuan Sect. It will be very helpful to you!"

However, Su Yuan's eyes didn't change. In the next moment, the huge hand made of spiritual energy suddenly clenched. With a muffled sound, Meng Lang's body exploded into a pile of meat paste in the big hand.

When the big hand made of spiritual energy loosened its grip, a transparent soul shadow's face revealed a terrified expression, and it desperately fled into the distance.

It was Meng Lang's soul. He had used some unknown method to allow himself to continue living in the form of a soul even after death. From the looks of it, his intelligence had not been damaged in the slightest.1

However, this method seemed to be in vain in front of Su Yuan.

The circulation of spiritual energy in Su Yuan's body changed, and the Soul Capturing Scripture temporarily replaced the Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining. The color of the spiritual energy also changed from gold to black. He stretched out his hand and pointed. A black light shot out from his finger and hit Meng Lang's soul.

The black spirit light had a very strong suppressive effect on the soul. After Meng Lang's soul was hit by the light, it immediately became powerless to escape. Its body quickly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it exploded into spirit energy light spots that filled the sky.

At this moment, Meng Lang was completely dead, and even his soul was destroyed. When Yuan Hun saw this scene, his face immediately became extremely angry.

"How dare you kill the person I want to protect!? Su Yuan, do you think I'm made of mud? "

His expression was incomparably ferocious at this moment. He looked like a resentful ghost, but Su Yuan looked at him calmly. There was no fear on his face. Instead, he took a step forward.

"Killing him is just a convenient way. My target is not him."

Looking at the way he was walking towards him, Yuan Hun was startled for a moment, then he started laughing coldly.

"Don't tell me you still want to kill me?"

"Why not?" Su Yuan said in a calm tone, "Since you can kill people who have nothing to do with you just because you have improved your cultivation base, I don't like you. Why would I find it hard to understand why I want to kill you?"

Yuan Hun's facial expression became even more furious.

"If it wasn't because I'm afraid of your soul, I would have killed you a long time ago. Since you are courting death, I will grant your wish!"

"Ten Ghosts Soul Refining Formation!"

Following his shout, the ten Core Formation Stage ghosts entangled with the dragon soul formed a formation under his control. It enveloped Su Yuan, and the formation shone with a faint black light. The ten Core Formation Stage ghosts guided the other souls to dance and howl in a certain order, instantly turning the world into a world of ghosts. It revealed a power that couldn't be underestimated.

However, Su Yuan only watched this scene quietly, his expression still unchanged. He just stretched out his hand, and the blood-red dragon soul turned into a Dragon Soul Spear and fell into his hand.

"When you fought Tong Dacheng, have you ever seen his Pill Skill called Seven Heavy Punches of Self-immolation?"

Su Yuan asked in a low voice. The long spear in his hand produced a buzzing sound.

Yuan Hun's face unconsciously trembled.

He had naturally witnessed it and had suffered a great loss. Otherwise, he wouldn't have tortured his soul to vent his anger after killing Tong Dacheng.

"It seems like I have seen it before." Su Yuan nodded slightly, "However, due to his cultivation base, he might not be able to fully exert the power of this Pill Skill. Do you want to see what the true power of the Seven Heavy Punches of Self-immolation is?"

Without any reason, Yuan Hun suddenly had a bad feeling. In the next moment, before he could react, he heard Su Yuan's soft shout from the other side.

"Seven Heavy Punches of Self-immolation, Seven Layered Integration!"

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