Just as Yan Ning finished speaking, a cold light flashed in Chen Yang's eyes, who was originally kneeling on the ground, and a dagger covered with venom appeared in his hand. He used all his strength to jump up from the ground and stabbed Yan Ning's back hard!

"Yan Ning be careful!"

Tang Wenlin and Zhuge Haoyue immediately shouted.

clang—

A crisp sound came, and Chen Yang looked at the broken dagger in disbelief.

Yan Ning slowly turned around, and in front of Chen Yang, he tore the collar on his chest, and the silk silk armor of the flowing clouds was presented in front of Chen Yang.

"I forgot to tell you that the Jinyun Treasure Armor is no longer valuable. This Liuyun Illusion Silk Treasure Armor was given to me by Yunyan." Yan Ning said with a smile.

Chen Yang seemed to have lost the last glimmer of hope, and his face was as if dead.

"Eat." Yan Ning turned around and said to the two hundred resentful spirits.

As Yan Ning said, two hundred resentful spirits have been hungry for a long time. They have become resentful spirits because they have eaten human flesh and blood. Some of them have been hungry for thousands of years!

Now that Yan Ning gave them a chance, how could they give up easily?

With Yan Ning's approval, all the resentful spirits rushed in. Every two resentful spirits controlled a fake scholar, revealing their terrifying fangs, and eating their bodies in their screams!

Those fake scholars who wanted to escape had almost no chance of resistance and were stepped on by the giant spirit guarding the side and turned into a meat paste!

The purgatory-like screams echoed behind Yan Ning. Yan Ning didn't want to look back. No matter how miserable these people died, they would not be able to return to the fact that Xiaoya was already dead.

Tang Wenlin and Zhuge Haoyue couldn't help but feel chilled when they looked at this scene. Yan Ning, who always looked unreasonable and smiled every day, was so terrifying when he got angry, no less than those cult leaders!

"Ha ha……"

Amid the screams, a laugh suddenly came. Tang Wenlin and Zhuge Haoyue found that a black shadow was slowly leaving in Chen Yang's body!

"What is that?" Tang Wenlin couldn't help asking.

Zhuge Haoyue hesitated for a moment, then her expression changed: "It is the forbidden technique of Bailian Academy, the hundred ghosts are destroyed! Yan Ning quickly avoided it, Liuyun Huan Silk Armor could not stop this move!"

"It's too late!"

Before Yan Ning could turn around, Chen Yang roared, and then his eyes suddenly lost focus. His body fell to the ground weakly, losing his voice.

The black shadow that escaped from his body actually shot towards Yan Ning like lightning. Before everyone could react, they had already penetrated into Yan Ning's purple mansion without any obstacles!

Yan Ning only felt a burst of explosions in his mind, and then his ears continued to tinnitus and his vision began to blur.

He knew that he had been hit, but he still couldn't resist. As if he had lost control of his body, he fell to the ground powerlessly.

Tang Wenlin and Zhuge Haoyue hurried to Yan Ning. Zhuge Haoyue grabbed Yan Ning's head and shouted at him: "Yan Ning, you were enchanted by a hundred ghosts. After closing your eyes, you will encounter a three-level illusion that is infinitely close to the real one. You must survive! Remember, don't treat the illusion as a real illusion. No matter what harm you suffer in the illusion, the corresponding part of your body will also be hurt!"

As soon as Zhuge Haoyue finished speaking, Yan Ning felt his eyelids extremely heavy and finally closed them tightly.

Yan Ning closed his eyes, and the two giant spirits instantly turned into blue smoke and dissipated. When the two hundred resentful spirits saw Yan Ning being injured, they had no intention of torture the disciples of Bailian Academy. They quickly swallowed them into their stomachs and surrounded Yan Ning.

Tang Wenlin said worriedly: "What is the desolation of the Hundred Ghosts? Can Yan Ning survive?"

"The Hundred Ghosts Disillusion is the forbidden technique of the Bailian Academy. The black shadow we saw just now is actually Chen Yang's last soul. If that soul enters Yan Ning's purple palace, it will cause Yan Ning to fall into an illusion... As for whether Yan Ning can survive, it can only depend on his own fortune." Zhuge Haoyue said with a sigh.

While the two were talking, a figure who was almost burning to charred slowly crawled out in the burning car.

Her burnt skin is recovering rapidly, and her body functions are also restarting.

Her clothes had turned into ashes in the fire. After regaining consciousness, she pulled off her clothes from a dead disciple of Bailian Academy and put them on her.

After several breaths, she got up from the ground with difficulty.

She looked at her hands and said to herself in disbelief: "I... am still alive? Why are there no scars in my body?"

At the moment the bomb exploded, Zhuang Xiaoya had lost consciousness. She thought she was dead, but now she was standing alive.

She couldn't understand why. If she had something special about her, it could only be the extreme Yin body, but even the extreme Yin body would not be able to bring her back from the dead!

While he was confused, Zhuang Xiaoya suddenly saw the scene in the distance and suddenly felt a sudden jump in her heart: Something happened to Yan Ning!

In the blink of an eye, she came to Yan Ning. Tang Wenlin and Zhuge Haoyue only felt a strong wind blowing by their side, and Zhuang Xiaoya appeared beside them!

"You..." Tang Wenlin looked at Zhuang Xiaoya in shock: "Xiaoya, aren't you dead?"

"What's wrong with Yan Ning?" Zhuang Xiaoya asked directly without explaining too much.

Zhuge Haoyue looked at Zhuang Xiaoya with a strange look, especially when he saw Zhuang Xiaoya wearing the clothes of a disciple of Bailian Academy, a hint of curiosity flashed through his heart.

But then, he hid his curiosity in his heart and explained what had just happened.

After hearing this, Zhuang Xiaoya felt distressed. Yan Ning must have thought that Chen Yang killed him, so he used such an extreme method to kill all the disciples of Bailian Academy.

"Miss, what should we do?" asked the vengeful spirit.

Zhuang Xiaoya said: "You go back to Mingpoli first, otherwise if someone comes, we will be in trouble."

"Yes." The resentful spirits took the order, and two hundred resentful spirits quickly entered Mingpo.

"Ha ha!"

Just when the three of them were at a loss, a figure appeared above the road.

"Yo, what's wrong here?"

It’s Yuan Qingming’s voice!

The three of them suddenly raised their heads and saw Yuan Qingming leading the path boy Yuan Yong standing on the road, looking down at them from a high place.

"What are you doing here?" Zhuang Xiaoya thought to herself that something was wrong, and quickly stood up and blocked Yan Ning behind her.

"What am I going to do?" Yuan Qingming said with a sneer, "This question, I think you can ask another person... Jiang Yunhe, there is no need to hide. I know you are here too. Since our purpose is the same, why not show up quickly and kill Yan Ning, a little beast, before the Tang Sect arrived, to prevent future troubles!"

After Yuan Qingming finished speaking, Jiang Yunhe's figure appeared on the other end of the hillside.

Zhuang Xiaoya and the other two looked as if dead.
Chapter completed!