It is natural that if your relative is not killed, the knife cannot fall on you.

In the wind and snow, Nian Jinshu and Xiao Changfeng were fighting each other. Chu Yingge was deliberately stimulating her. Nian Jinshu was stimulated to make her mood chaotic and had no rules when making moves. Xiao Changfeng found a flaw, knocked out and fell to Nian Junyao.

Nian Junyao had lost his breath, and the wind and snow covered his hair with a thin layer of whiteness. He looked peaceful. The first son of the former immortal sect died miserably and had no dignity.

Nian Jinshu felt a lot of pain, and Chu Yingge smiled and said, "Sister, it's so miserable. I've told you a long time ago, don't come to Kunlun Mirror, this will become your bone burial place. You don't believe me. My sister is really for your own good."

"I use my blood and sacrifice as my soul, and I use my body as my flesh and blood, three lives of reincarnation, gods as evidence, and return my blood and soul to the top of the clouds." As the spell of the Resurrection Bell took effect, the half-awakened Resurrection Bell emitted a dazzling golden light from the soundless Resurrection Bell shrouded her.

The ringtone is made, regular and weird.

The Resurrection Bell followed Nian Jinshu and was tied to her waist for half her life. With the blood sacrifice spell, the sound was shrill and weird. This ringtone was different from the ordinary ringtone, and it was extremely harsh.

Nian Jinshu sat cross-legged on the ground, with golden light on the body of the Resurrection Ling.

"What is Xiao Jinshu doing?"

Yan Hui, Xue Lan, Feng Liangzheng and others stood in the middle of the ancient town, and could see a transparent light and shadow diagonally above. They could see Nian Jinshu, but Nian Jinshu could not see them.

They watched Nian Jinshu roar and crying wildly, not knowing what they were saying to. She was clearly the only one in the light and shadow, but she seemed to be fighting with someone.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light of the Resurrection Bell flourished.

Yan Hui murmured to herself, "The Resurrection Bell Blood Sacrifice... What did she encounter? She actually wanted to die with the people in the illusion."

"But there is no one in the illusion." Feng Liangzheng frowned.

Yan Hui was cold all over, his bones and blood trembled, "That was an hallucination."

Xue Lan, "There is no one in that illusion, doesn't that little Jinshu want..."

Want to die?

The soul-devouring spirit and the soul-devouring spirit are of the same origin. If there is a mark of the soul-devouring spirit in her body, it will inevitably be swallowed and controlled by the soul-devouring spirit. No matter how strong the cultivation level or how firm the mind is, it is inevitable.

If Feng Liangzheng and Yan are back, there may be a glimmer of hope, but if there is only Nian Jinshu, how would she escape the confusion of this illusion?

The geese were anxious, and Jinghongying flew out of her hand. When it hit the edge of light and shadow, it was reflected back. Feng Liangzheng's piano sound was not effective at all, and Xue Lan's fantasy arrow could not penetrate the light and shadow.

"Broken Book!"

"Xiao Jinshu, stop quickly!"

But no matter how they shouted, Nian Jinshu had no reaction at all.

The geese's eyes were red and they were anxious. If the blood sacrifice took effect, the Nian Jinshu would die. What is there in this world that deserves her life to fight against? What a great hatred!

The illusion was unable to fly with the sword, and Feng Liangzheng closed her eyes. They could do nothing and could only rely on Jinshu. In such a short time, they could not find the illusion spiritual treasure.

Every illusion has a spiritual treasure. As long as the illusion spiritual treasure is found, the illusion will naturally disappear.

Nian Jinshu's hatred broke out like a tsunami. Xiao Changfeng and Chu Yingge stood together in front of her and mocked her. The vulture circled and the wind and snow were blowing. A cold smile flashed across the corner of Nian Jinshu's lips.
Chapter completed!