Douluo's Shura Angel

Almost in an instant, Yan's heart was raised, the soul power surged in the body, the martial soul appeared, the temperature of the whole room became a little hot, the earth-yellow soul ring was suspended, and the soul skills were ready to be used.

However, that feeling came and went quickly, so fast that Yan was very suspicious that what he felt just now might be just an illusion.

Perhaps, he is too sensitive and afraid! ?

Yan scratched the back of his head in confusion, his eyes still looking around cautiously.

He knew that no one in this Wuhun Academy was brave enough to take action directly here.

You must know that behind Wuhun Academy is Wuhun Palace, and this is Wuhun City, the headquarters of Wuhun Palace!

One second, two seconds, and three seconds passed, and there was nothing unusual except for Yan who was alert.

This made Yan breathe a sigh of relief, and his heart that had been holding it was slowly letting go, and then he had to take back his martial spirit.

"Whoa!" At the moment when Yan took back his martial spirit, his vision became a little darker, and the sound of heavy objects breaking through the air came from above his head.

"Not good!" I exclaimed in my heart, and my body instinctively moved to the side.

However, what made Yan's face change crazily was that his body suddenly became extremely heavy, as if a huge mountain was pressing on him.

At this time, even if Yan changed his state, he couldn't do it, because the moment Yan's body stopped, a black and shiny hammer had already hit his head hard.

"Bang!" With a sound, Yan's head was stunned, and the back of his head hit the ground hard, bouncing twice in a rather comic way.

Yan stared blankly at the familiar ceiling of his house and the blurry figure.

All he could remember was the pair of blood-red eyes full of resentment and violence and the shiny black hammer that hit him time and time again.

"Puff puff!" The sound of hammering against flesh came continuously. Yan could feel the waves of pain coming from his body, and he could also feel the painful screams coming from his bones.

However, what makes Yan very confused is why he hasn't fainted yet, why he hasn't numbed his pain, and why he hasn't been beaten to death yet.

Yes, Yan, who had been hammering for an unknown amount of time, finally realized this problem and began to think about the answer to it.

Moreover, Yan stared at the sky blankly. He still couldn't see clearly the face of the person who was hammering him. He also didn't know why no one had sensed anything unusual until now.

I am a genius, a genius who has received special care and training, how could I... be like this! ?

. . .

"Ahhh! It hurts!" Yan suddenly hugged his head and rolled on the ground.

"Bang!" The result of this was that he knocked over his small table, shattered the enamel cup, and scattered the uneaten food he bought on the floor, and the vegetable juice stained Yan's trouser legs. , on shoes.

After a long time, the acupuncture-like feeling in his soul slowly dissipated, and Yan finally recovered, breathing heavily, and the whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

At this time, Yan had time to look at his room and his current situation.

When he accidentally glanced aside, Yan's already pale face turned even paler.

how so? ! Yan was convinced that what he had just suffered was definitely not a simple illusion.

After all, the bursts of aches and pains coming from his body, the slight screams coming from his bones, and the needle-like pain in his soul that has not stopped but has eased a lot, are all indicating that what he just encountered is by no means a simple illusion. .

It's just that his head is still a little confused and he can't recall for a while what the problem is. Now he just wants to empty his mind and let himself recover.

"Hiss!" A familiar chill came through his body, and his soul seemed to freeze for a moment.

The next moment, a familiar heavy pressure came on the body, followed closely by the familiar sound of breaking through the air, and the familiar bloody eyes.

This time, the weapon in the hands of the blood-eyed figure also changed. This time, the figure stabbed his body with a bright black dagger.

What frightened Yan even more was that the pain went straight into his soul!

. . .

At this time, when Yan was once again subjected to even more brutal torture, Qian Renxue and the others were also watching the live broadcast of Yan's wailing and despair.

Yes, all of this is Qian Renxue's handiwork. This is also a small way to use her head soul bone skill to kill the cemetery. She can put the contained soul body into other people's bodies, which she can control. Guiding a series of illusions.

Of course, whether the illusion is really just an illusion depends on Qian Renxue's thoughts. She can completely convert the damage suffered by the opponent in the illusion into real damage in the real world, and the severity is also decided by her.

For example, this time, Qian Renxue only synchronized Yan's pain in the illusion but did not synchronize the injuries he suffered.

This skill is not very powerful. It can only be used on creatures that have no resistance or whose mental power is twice as weak as hers.

If Fan Yan had stronger mental strength, he would not be treated like this, and at least he would still have some ability to resist.

Generally speaking, Qian Renxue would not let the souls she had contained run away like this. Those losses are real losses. She only has Tang Hao now.

It was because of Yan's weakness and inability to resist that Qian Renxue dared to use him boldly.

Otherwise, if Tang Hao's soul, which had been mutilated because of her soul search, really suffered another loss, she would really not know who to cry to.

After all, Tang Hao's remnant soul still has some uses. This may be an important bargaining chip to bring the Haotian Sect into being at the right time.

Of course, she holds ownership of this illusion created by the soul she has taken in. As long as she is willing to bear the mental pressure of sharing the content, she can naturally share these images with others, and all the mental energy consumption will be spent. It was paid by the owner Qian Renxue.

For Qian Renxue, who possesses the spiritual sea, such a waste is just a matter of dealing with Yan.

Therefore, the three women and one loli were watching Yan being tortured continuously.

Qian Renxue and Na'er didn't feel much at all, but Hu Liena and Dugu Yan, who had been a little annoyed by Yan during this period, were very happy and comfortable.

It's true, in reality it's really hard to be too harsh on Yan. If you're too gentle, there's no point in it.

There is no need to worry about anything in the illusion, especially when they can only synchronize the pain in the illusion to reality and not synchronize the injuries. The eyes of Hu Liena and Dugu Yan were much brighter, sparkling with eagerness.

But the two girls looked at Qian Renxue and didn't speak. Hu Liena didn't know how to speak. She was a bit of a arrogant little fox!

Dugu Yan looked at Na'er on the side, thinking about the probability of Na'er's obstruction.