Chapter 77: Iron Chain
"Get out of the way, you beast!" The old lady struck down with her staff.
In front of him, the python's soul swirled down, on the other side, Wuyuan Sanren once again took out a Benyuan demon soul, combining the two, its power even more formidable.
Inside the eye sockets of the demonic skull, purple flames danced and the bony claws retracted. However, the five blood-red auras that sealed the ghost gate did not disperse. Watching Wu Mie's and Wuyuan's all-out attack, the demonic skull slowly raised its right arm, and the massive iron chain dragged along, emitting a crisp sound.
Looking at the iron chain, a yin-yang virtual shadow flashed in the depths of Ding Yan's pupils, and his foot lightly tapped on the ground.
A streak of Eight Trigrams' illusory shadow flashed by, and the entire person was like a ghostly apparition, suddenly moving tens of meters back. The nearby Junxiu Sanxian, who had not made a move, saw this scene and his heart was shocked.
"Dao technique! This person has actually mastered the Dao technique."
The iron chain lifted, and a crisp sound was emitted from the bony claws of the swaying skull, echoing in space for a long time. Faintly, Ding Yan saw through his eyes that the talisman on the iron chain flickered, and a thread of subtle and imperceptible eerie aura slipped out of the talisman.
The crisp sound echoed, like the devil's summons.
"What is that?!" Ting Yan's expression was shocked.
Before he could even think about it, his whole body flew backward again.
Those distant Qi-refining cultivators who had been holding onto a glimmer of hope heard the sound and gradually lost the color in their pupils, replaced by an endless madness.
Wow!!
A cultivator of the Eighth Layer suddenly self-destructed.
Several monks then blew themselves up, and the bloody mist, under the control of the magic sound, attached itself to the iron chain in the hands of the seductive skull.
Wow!!!
The nearest Wu Yuan San Ren and Wu Mie Lao Tai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces pale, as if their hearts had been severely struck. Slightly further away, Jin Jiu Liu was also pale-faced, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead. The remaining few scattered immortals were even more unbearable, among whom the one with the lowest realm directly fainted to the ground, only after seeing Ding Yan's action did Jun Xiu San Ren retreat a lot and narrowly avoid this disaster.
"Can't let it absorb the blood source." The old lady's face changed color and said.
If she had known that the demoness had such a powerful move, she would not have forced her way in no matter what. To think that the last time they probed, this demoness was not so strong.
"Golden Old Monster, you still haven't made a move!" Wu Yuan Scattered Immortal shouted angrily. "And as for the rest of you young whippersnappers, if you don't make a move, I'll be the first to kill you all!"
Ding Yan and Jun Xiu's expressions changed slightly upon hearing this, but just then, Jin Jiuliu, who had not made a move until now, suddenly took out a black long knife, transformed into a black light, and struck towards the neck of the seductive skull.
His hands moved like knives, and black cotton filled the sky.
Lei Jie disperses the immortal with a blow of his full strength.
Ahh!!
The black long knife slashed at the neck of the seductive skull, and the strong ripple spread out, forming a storm. With Jin Jiuli's cultivation, under the impact of this ripple, he was actually directly shaken out, and when he looked again at the skull's neck, there wasn't even the slightest injury.
Lei Jie's full-strength blow couldn't leave even a single mark on its body.
In the distance, a few scattered immortals also made symbolic attacks, while Ding Yan retreated further and further, already reaching the edge of the gray mist layer. One more step back would bring him back to the gray mist layer.
In the depths of his pupils, through the Qiankun Dao Jing, he clearly saw that the vengeful spirits of those self-exploding Lianqi cultivators were all bound by that iron chain. As the number of vengeful spirits increased, the symbols on the iron chain grew brighter, and that eerie aura also became thicker.
A strong sense of unease was brewing in Ding Yan's heart.
This is an intuition, a kind of intuition that has been cultivated for many years. It's like the innate perception of danger that animals have, it's an instinct.
"ROAR!!!!!"
The demonic skull was thoroughly enraged, and the countless dark souls on the iron chain all merged into the talisman. A strange aura flowed through the iron chain and into the demonic skull's skeletal frame through its bony claws. In an instant, the bloody smell on the skull grew thicker. The purple fire in its eye sockets began to transform at a visible speed, turning into a ball of crimson flames!
"It's going to be a disaster!" Jin Jiuliu's expression changed greatly.
Before he could react, the giant bony claws of the demonic skull swooped down out of thin air, their speed more than ten times faster than before. With Jin Jiuliu's cultivation, he couldn't even escape, and was caught by the demonic skull.
The demonic skull gazed at Jin Jiuliu's terrified face in its hand, with a flicker of blood flames in the depths of its eyes.
Pfft...
Blood splattered everywhere!
A lone immortal was actually pinched to death by this skull with one hand!
Run!
No one said a word, and all the remaining people turned around at the same time, fleeing towards the gray fog layer.
The flame-transformed seductive skull, its power increased by an unknown number of times, directly annihilated even the Golden Nine-Stream Thunderbolt Scattered Immortal, let alone them.
The light scattered and fled in all directions.
Ding Yan was the first to enter the gray mist layer, and right behind him was that handsome loose immortal who had been staring at him all along.
After entering the gray mist layer, Ding Yan did not leave quickly, but instead took out dozens of second-level talismans from his sleeve and set up a camouflage array around him. These second-level talismans were all collected by Ding Yan when he broke through the space array, and in his sleeve, there were still many third to seventh level talismans, and even several eighth level talismans.
After the formation was set up, Ding Yan's breath rapidly dissipated, and in just a few breaths' time, he disappeared completely, merging with the gray mist around him.
A moment later, Junxiu followed closely behind and stepped in.
"The breath disappeared......" The immortal sense of the handsome and elegant scattered immortal swept past Ding Yan's side, but with his cultivation, how could he discover Ding Yan hidden in the array.
"Never mind, let's leave here first."
After searching for a little while, Junxiu Sanxian directly gave up and his figure turned into a flowing light, fleeing to the distance.
In the array, Ding Yan glanced at the direction where this person disappeared, his eyes flickering.
After a moment, several more auras emerged, with two being the strongest. They were Wu Yuan San Ren and Wu Mie Lao Tai, who had used the Blood Escape Technique. However, they looked disheveled and their magical instruments were nowhere to be seen, clearly having suffered greatly at the hands of the seductive skull.
Under the Ghost Gate
The ghosts wailed towards the sky.
The aura was boundless, and several scattered immortals who didn't have time to escape were directly killed by the roar, their bodies turning into bloody mist that surged towards the demonic skull. At the same time, the iron chain in its hand grew darker, and if one looked closely, they would discover a faintly dark blood color hidden within the blackness of the chain.
After a long time, when it was certain that there was no one else in the field, the eerie and seductive atmosphere of the skull finally gradually dissipated, the blood flames in its eye sockets gradually faded away, and transformed back into purple flames.
After glancing around, the seductive skull turned and walked towards the Ghost Gate.
Behind it, the black iron chain emitted a series of crisp sounds, echoing in space...
