Chapter 340 Enslaved Yin Domain Lord (22)
In an instant, the ghosts summoned by Yin Qingyan all died in the hands of the soul puppets released by Chen An.
Turned into wisps of Yin Qi that diffused until it disappeared.
As if never existed in the world.
Seeing that the ghosts summoned by Yin Qingyan had been completely wiped out, Chen An waved the soul-raising flag in his hand and took all the puppets back.
Then, he looked at Yin Qingyan in front of him expressionlessly and asked:
"Lord domain master, do you choose to be captured obediently, or to be beaten into a dead dog by me and dragged back to Fenglingyue Shadow Sect?"
"Om—"
This time, what responded to Chen An was still a deafening crackling sound.
Yin Qingyan escaped again.
First cast the flying spell to open the distance, and then cast the teleportation spell with the forward shake to flash away.
Teleportation is said to have a casting swing, but it is almost zero.
The so-called forward swing is actually the moment of casting a spell.
As long as it is a spell, there must be a forward swing.
It's just that the higher the cultivation level, the shorter the front swing.
Yin Qingyan, as a major repairer who has crossed the ninth floor of the tribulation, has infinitely close to zero before casting spells.
However, it was this infinitely close to zero cast forward that gave Chen An enough time to react and chase.
The moment Yin Qingyan just teleported away, he followed up with the teleportation technique and chased after her, punching her on the back without mercy.
This is a deliberate punch full of real damage, which directly breaks through the protection of all the protective magic weapons on Yin Qingyan's body, and the punch hits her delicate body.
Just listen to a loud "bang"!
Yin Qingyan, who was frantically fleeing, felt a monstrous force coming from her back before she realized what was going on, and then her body weight increased suddenly, and she fell down extremely fast with a "buzz".
During this process, she only felt a burst of sweetness in her throat, and the next moment, she spurted out a large mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and her entire pretty face turned pale instantly.
But before she could feel the pain, she fell to the ground with a "boom", hitting a bottomless giant crater, shaking out countless shocking cracks, and she lost consciousness on the spot and passed out.
A moment later, Chen An slowly descended from the sky to the edge of the huge pit, sucked up the fainted Yin Qingyan from the bottom of the pit through the air, grabbed her leg with one hand and sent it back to the Fenglingyue Shadow Sect.
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Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect.
Law enforcement hall dungeon.
Chen An appeared in front of the cell where Han Shuiyi was imprisoned, dragging his Yin Qingyan, and pushed open the door made of Hailou stone with a "creak".
It's just a short contact, it can't absorb much spiritual power at all, just touch it casually.
"This is... Yin Qingyan?"
Han Shuiyi, who was sitting cross-legged in a corner of the cell, was stunned when he saw the figure dragged by Chen An on the ground.
Chen An casually threw the fainted Yin Qingyan in front of him, and calmly explained to Han Shuiyi who was full of confusion and astonishment:
"This woman suddenly invaded the sky above the Fenglingyue Shadow Sect, and sacrificed a small tower to launch an attack, but I discovered it in time and stopped it."
These words were extremely understated, as if defeating Yin Qingyan was as simple as trampling an ant to death.
After feeling Chen An's calmness, Han Shuiyi couldn't help asking: "Can you tell me, what is your cultivation level now?"
"The cultivation level is not as high as yours, but Su Qinghuan, the ancestor of your Goddess Palace, can be crushed to death with one finger." Chen An ruthlessly pretended that he could leapfrog and kill by force.
Seeing Chen An say such amazing words so confidently, Han Shuiyi suddenly felt a turbulent wave in his heart, and felt his scalp go numb.
She calmed down and asked, "Are you from the upper realm?"
For her at this moment, only this bold conjecture can explain why Chen An is so powerful, able to conquer the upper land and dominate the entire lower realm.
Facing Han Shuiyi's question, Chen An did not answer.
Instead, he walked up to her and squatted down, reached out and pinched her fair chin, raised her alluring face, looked into her beautiful eyes and said:
"Just a prisoner, why are you asking so many questions?"
Han Shuiyi lightly pursed her thin lips and remained silent.
She is a high-ranking Mistress of the Goddess Palace, but now she is being so disrespected by Chen An, which makes her feel extra humiliated.
Unfortunately, as a prisoner, she could only bite her lip and endure this humiliation.
"My lord, a prisoner should have the consciousness of a prisoner, don't ask too many questions."
Chen An patted Han Shuiyi's pretty face, looking like a villain.
Han Shuiyi dared not speak out.
Chen An ignored Han Shuiyi, got up and walked to Yin Qingyan's side, took out several Hailou stone instruments of torture and bound her neck and limbs.
Then, he took out another tube of spiritual spring and poured it on her face.
"Da da da…"
Accompanied by a crisp sound of falling water.
Yin Qingyan, who was originally lying on the ground in a coma, soon slowly opened her beautiful eyes and woke up, choked by the spiritual spring pouring into her nose, making her face uncomfortable.
"Cough!"
"Cough cough cough!"
"Ahem..."
Yin Qingyan instinctively sat up from the ground, coughed while covering her chest with one hand, and spit out a lot of blood from her mouth.
She received a deliberate punch from Chen An, and now her whole body is seriously injured.
Both external and internal injuries.
Regardless of her injuries, Chen An directly pinched her chin, and inserted her index finger with a drop of blood in her mouth.
The next moment, Yin Qingyan, whose blood vessels had been invaded, rolled on the ground in pain, screaming continuously from her mouth.
"Ah ah ah ah ah-!"
"Pain pain pain—!"
"..."
Hearing the familiar screams, Han Shuiyi couldn't help recalling what happened to him before, and her tender body trembled uncontrollably in an instant, as if it was not Yin Qingyan who was being tortured at this moment, but She is a bystander.
About half an hour passed before the screams in the dungeon gradually subsided.
But not long after it stopped, the same scream sounded again.
Yin Qingyan became ill-intentioned towards Chen An, and was backlashed by the enslavement of essence and blood. The whole person's soul seemed to be cracked, and she kept rolling on the ground in pain. Life would be worse than death.
"Master Palace Master, please introduce Essence and Blood Slavery to this Lord Master on the ground."
Chen An smiled and said to Han Shuiyi.
Han Shuiyi felt chills in his heart when he laughed, and he didn't dare to disobey his orders, and immediately introduced blood slavery to Yin Qingyan who was suffering on the ground.
"Yin Qingyan, you have now been enslaved by Alchemist Chen with blood essence. From now on, you must not disobey Alchemist Chen's orders, and you must not harbor ill intentions towards Alchemist Chen, otherwise you will suffer torture that is worse than death."
Han Shuiyi roughly recounted what Lin Xiu'e introduced to her before, and told Yin Qingyan most of the effects of essence and blood enslavement.
It is very short and easy to understand.
It's just that Yin Qingyan at this time is being tormented by the backlash of the slavery of essence and blood, so she doesn't know if she listened or not.
"I have to say, the supernatural power of blood essence enslavement is really against the sky..."
Looking at the submissive Han Shuiyi at the side, and Yin Qingyan rolling on the ground screaming, Chen An couldn't help feeling the power of blood slavery.
The initial enslavement of essence and blood was only capable of enslaving creatures whose cultivation level was lower than his.
With the improvement of attributes such as consciousness, spirit, and energy, the current blood essence slavery can already enslave creatures with higher cultivation bases than him.
The premise is that the blood essence he condenses is stronger than the blood of the enslaved creatures.
Otherwise, as soon as the essence and blood enter the body of the living being, it will be wiped out by the rejection reaction of the other party.
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(end of this chapter)