Chapter 10383 Yan Yun Returns 7

Yan Chengfeng opened his mouth and was about to refuse, but he heard Zhong Ping say: "Take her with you. Spiritual fire is not easy to control. It is easier to help if there are more than one person."

Seeing him speak, Yan Chengfeng said no more and immediately left with Li Mengjie and all his men.

After watching them go away, Zhong Ping withdrew his gaze, looked at the stronghold below, and said loudly: "Yan Yun, why do you need to hide? This is not like your character. Since you are here, why don't you come out and see us."

However, as soon as the words came out, there was no movement in the stronghold for a long time.

Zhong Ping frowned secretly. Based on his understanding of Yan Yun, it was impossible for the other party to have no reaction at all. This was a bit abnormal.

At this moment, in the stronghold, Yan Yun was sitting cross-legged, with more than ten corpses lying around him. And Ling Xuejiao stood quietly behind him, motionless, with dull eyes.

Zhong Ping's voice came from outside from time to time, but Yan Yun didn't react at all. He kept changing the seals with his hands, and the black energy surrounding him became more and more intense.

"I actually reacted at this time." Yan Yun murmured to himself. Since absorbing thousands of resentful souls, his strength has improved significantly. However, because his physical body has not yet recovered, he has been unable to practice the "Heaven Devouring Art".

After absorbing a few people, he clearly felt that the stagnant power in his body had changed, and was on the verge of a breakthrough. He knew very well what this breakthrough meant to him. Once he succeeded in breaking through, he would be able to completely repair his physical body and start practicing the Heaven-Devouring Art.

However, when he tried to break through just now, he found that the power in his dantian was slightly insufficient, just a little bit short.

After thinking for a moment, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and then made a gesture. Suddenly, Ling Xuejiu, who was standing behind him, stepped forward.

"Go and grab a few people. The more, the better."

After listening to his order, Ling Xuejiao immediately walked out of the stronghold without saying a word.

At this time, Zhong Ping, who had been waiting outside, saw Ling Xuejiu coming out of the stronghold, and his eyes couldn't help but condense.

"Leng Er."

Hearing his cry, Leng Er didn't need to say anything. He immediately understood what he meant and quickly moved his body to land in front of Ling Xuejiu. However, he was just about to speak, but before he could say anything, he saw a pair of cold eyes of Ling Xuejiu glance over, without any emotion at all, and suddenly took action, as fast as lightning, attacking him quickly.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, Leng Er's body was hit by a huge force and fell heavily to the ground. Not only that, there was still the palm print of Ling Xuejiu on his chest. There was an evil aura surrounding that palm print, constantly invading his body.

Upon seeing this, he waved his hand and the evil spirit was immediately eliminated.

His body is made of spiritual soil. As the most precious material in the underworld, the spiritual soil is very powerful. Even the evil energy cannot corrode his body.

Seeing Ling Xuejiu galloping towards the guard not far away, Leng Er did not dare to neglect and quickly chased after her, blocking her way.

"Sister-in-law, you don't recognize me?"

Ling Xuejiu's eyes were cold, without any emotion, only bloodthirsty eyes remained.

However, when her eyes came into contact with Leng Er's face, there was a trace of struggle in her eyes. However, the struggling look did not last long before it was completely replaced by indifference.