activa-t Chapter 290 Go to hell
Chapter 290 Go to hell
"Boy, go to hell!" Qin Haoyang grinned and stabbed Lin Haiyang with a sword in his hand.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a deafening explosion suddenly erupted in the distant canyon, as if something had exploded.
"Oh no, it's a forbidden formation!"
Qin Haoyang's face changed drastically. He quickly retracted his sword and pushed Lin Haiyang away with a palm.
Lin Haiyang spat out a mouthful of blood, his body hit the wall and he fell into a coma.
Qin Haoyang glanced at the unconscious Lin Haiyang and immediately ran towards the canyon.
A huge crack appeared in the canyon, dark and silent.
An old man was suspended in mid-air, his whole body filled with a suffocating aura.
His eyes were as bright as stars, and his cloudy gaze revealed a sense of vicissitudes of life, giving people a very ancient and powerful feeling.
"You finally woke up..." the old man murmured softly.
Suddenly, a spear shot out from the void at an extremely fast speed, arriving in the blink of an eye.
The old man formed a seal with one hand, and a spear appeared in his hand to block the attack.
The old man's body was filled with metallic luster, as if he was wearing armor, emitting an astonishing aura of oppression.
The old man glanced around, frowned slightly, and muttered, "I didn't expect that he has recovered from his injuries. This is even better!"
He turned his head to look at the crack in the canyon, a hint of coldness on his face.
The cracks in the canyon are unfathomable, and are filled with thick black mist.
Along with the noise, you can faintly hear the roar of wild beasts.
The old man stepped into the crack of the canyon and soon disappeared.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a roar came from the crack of the canyon, and then a giant claw stretched out, carrying a murderous aura and a killing aura.
In an instant, the roars of various wild beasts resounded in the cracks of the canyon, making people feel terrified.
Qin Haoyang's face was extremely gloomy. He looked fiercely at the unconscious Lin Haiyang on the ground and said in a low voice: "You little bastard, you have ruined my good deeds. I will make you wish you were dead!"
……
"boom!"
"laugh……"
Lin Haiyang spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. His whole body was in excruciating pain and even breathing became difficult.
"Damn it!" Lin Haiyang cursed, "Qin Haoyang is so cruel!"
"This guy not only attacked me, but also used seductive techniques on me. He is totally unscrupulous!" Lin Haiyang said hatefully.
Qin Haoyang is a sixth-level martial artist in the Xiantian realm, and his strength is quite powerful.
If Lin Haiyang did not possess the "Soul-Devouring Technique", he would not be able to resist Qin Haoyang's charm at all.
"Fortunately, I practiced the Soul Devouring Technique, otherwise I would have become a puppet long ago!"
"and many more……"
Lin Haiyang's face changed drastically: "I remember the Soul Devouring Technique is divided into nine levels. I shouldn't have only practiced to the second level!"
"Could it be because I swallowed the 'Dragon Transformation Pill'?"
"Could it be that I am now what is called a 'Soul Devouring Demon Body'?"
Lin Haiyang carefully checked his body and was immediately shocked.
I saw that his bones, muscles, and internal organs were all light purple.
"So this is the Soul Devouring Demon Body!"
Lin Haiyang took a breath of cold air.
It is said that this physique is the rarest in the world.
It is said in the cultivation world that if one obtains the body of a soul-devouring demon, he will be able to sweep the world.
There are even rumors that those who possess the soul-devouring demon body can compete with immortals!
"This is a big trouble!" Lin Haiyang smiled bitterly.
"Forget it, let's find my master first!" Lin Haiyang exhaled deeply and sat down cross-legged.
Lin Haiyang practiced the "Soul-Devouring Technique" to slowly repair his body.
At the same time, Qin Haoyang had rushed to the canyon and notified the other disciples to come and help.
……
Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound was heard from the depths of the canyon.
Immediately afterwards, a huge altar appeared at the bottom of the canyon.
On the altar, an old man with white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged. It was Chen Tianhua!
At this moment, Chen Tianhua closed his eyes and rested, with circles of strange energy flowing around his body.
The altar radiated a dazzling purple-gold light, illuminating the entire canyon like the sun.
"This is..." Lin Haiyang raised his eyebrows.
These purple-gold lights were actually healing the injuries in Chen Tianhua's body.
"Has the master made a breakthrough?" Lin Haiyang asked in surprise.
"Not bad!" Mo Ling nodded.
"Haha! Great!"
Lin Haiyang couldn't help but get excited. As long as his master recovered, they would be able to leave Xuanming Sect.
"boom!"
However, at this moment, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, carrying a destructive momentum, and went straight towards Chen Tianhua's head!
"Boom!"
"Kacha!"
Chen Tianhua suddenly opened his eyes, waved his right hand, and a purple-gold light burst out, forming a shield to block the thunder.
"Huh? It was actually blocked?" Lin Haiyang was extremely surprised.
"Humph!"
Suddenly, Chen Tianhua snorted coldly, and his right hand condensed purple-gold light.
In an instant, a ray of purple-gold light pierced through the space and disappeared in an instant.
The next second, a hideous head rolled down, blood gushed out, and the scene was extremely bloody.
"Who?"
"Who dares to kill my disciple?"
A cold rebuke suddenly rang out, and then a hunched old figure came from a distance and stood beside Chen Tianyang's body.
The hunchbacked old man was skinny, with silver hair and an extremely pale face.
Although he is old, his eyes are bright and he is in good spirits, like a dormant old lion king.
"master!"
"grandfather!"
Qin Haoyang and the two elders shouted respectfully.
The person who came was Lin Haiyang!
Lin Haiyang looked at Chen Tianyang's body, then looked up at the surroundings and frowned: "What happened?"
"Dad, it was that bastard who killed my brother!" Qin Haoyang pointed at Lin Haiyang angrily.
"Hmm?" Lin Haiyang looked in the direction of Qin Haoyang's finger, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.
His pupils shrank slightly, and a murderous intent enveloped Lin Haiyang.
Lin Haiyang shouted angrily, "Who are you? How dare you harm my grandson!"
Hearing this, Lin Haiyang was stunned for a moment, then he reacted.
"Junior Lin Haiyang, greetings to senior." Lin Haiyang said respectfully with a fist salute.
"Lin Haiyang?"
"He is the good-for-nothing young master Lin Haiyang?" Qin Haoyang squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Haiyang.
Lin Haiyang stared at Lin Haiyang, his cold eyes like a blade, captivating.
Being stared at by him, Lin Haiyang suddenly felt a terrifying sense of oppression.
Qin Zhantian is a martial artist in the True Yuan Realm, and his cultivation is much higher than Lin Haiyang's. Even when Lin Haiyang used the "Soul Devouring Art", he still felt trembling all over.
"Senior, do you know me?" Lin Haiyang asked doubtfully.
"Hmph!" Qin Zhantian snorted coldly without answering.
"What's going on?" Lin Haiyang was secretly surprised.
Qin Zhantian ignored Lin Haiyang, walked up to Qin Haoyang, and asked with concern: "Haoyang, how are you?"
Qin Haoyang shook his head and said, "Father, I'm fine."
"That's good!" Qin Zhantian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Haoyang, you step back and rest first. Leave the rest to me!"