Chapter 723: Unintentional

"Brother Chu!"
Yun Nishang felt the pain of Chu Yan and exclaimed with a voice.
She struggled desperately and wanted to do something.
But now she is still wandering at the beginning of the fairy road, she is powerless.
"Your goal is not me! Why should you fight him! Let him go! Let him go!"
The raging winds of the cave, Yun Neixiang's voice was constantly torn, but it kept coming.
Wang Shen did not even look up at her.
Catch Yun Nishang is the order that those people gave themselves, and now it is done.
And catching Chu Yan was unexpected surprise.
"Come on, come on, my siblings, my teacher elders, you are coming back soon-"
Looking at the Chuyan in the air, Wang Shen murmured, his face couldn't hide his excited expression.
At this moment, Chu Yan only felt that there was indescribable pain in his chest.
The dense white bones hit his chest one by one, blasted to pieces, and then mixed with the thick liquid, twisted soul, poured into his chest.
His chest was still his original gaze, but now there seemed to be a bottomless pit there, sucking in everything that came over.
Gradually, the pain became numb.
Instead, there is boundless cold.
This cold is different from the pure low temperature, it is a kind of cold seeping from the soul.
And this chill only condensed in Chu Yan's chest.
Moving his neck hard and lowering his head, Chu Yan saw a red and white trace faintly under the skin of his chest.
This trace is like a bone blood portal just condensed in mid-air!
And at the moment, the portal has become clearer and clearer over time.
Chu Yan can even see that the portals are countless stacked skulls!
Looking carefully, you can even see the sunken eyes of the skull. There is a miserable green flame burning. From time to time, there is a thin snake drilling in the eyes and mouth.
Recalling Wang Shen's words before, this is simply opening the door to hell!
Chu Yan tried to struggle, but found that he couldn't move.
As the portal became clearer, Sen Han's feeling spread towards his whole body.
This made Chu Yan feel like his body was frozen.
"Useless, you are now the fish in front of the sword. You are waiting to be the carrier of the bone bone door! At that time you will be a walking dead. If you chop you up, you will not die. Losing all existing abilities, I watched the souls and ghosts, and kept walking out of the bone door, ha ha ha ha ha ha! "
Wang Shen laughed loudly, and smiled very proudly.
He smiled so narrowly that his eyes narrowed, and he didn't see the words in the air, the corner of his mouth quietly evoked a slight arc.
Boom boom!
With a harsh wind blowing, the bones, human faces, and so on all poured into Chu Yan's chest.
And the pattern of the boneless door on Chu Yan's chest was completely formed.
Although this pattern only occupied the position of Chu Yan's chest, it showed a taste of no coldness and horror.
To be precise, any creature sees fear.
Any ghost and ghost seeing it will be afraid.
This is the portal that connects life and death.
The ghost of the blood poison gate has exhausted generations of power, and even suffered the scourge of the gate, and finally completed the bone bone gate.
Chu Yan's body fell from the air and fell to the ground.
At this time, Chu Yan closed her eyes and looked pale, like a person who lost too much blood and passed out.
Wang Shen came impatiently.
Seeing Chu Yan's chest slightly undulating, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
"It's good to die, it's good to die. In this way, you can't die anymore!" Wang Shen couldn't help crying out, "Finally succeeded! Finally succeeded!"
"What succeeded, making Elder Bloodvenom King so happy?"
"Of course it is ..." Wang Shen's face changed suddenly before he finished speaking.
Where did this voice come from just now!
He hurriedly looked up.
Yun Nishang was controlled in the stone wall, and could not move at this moment.
And it was a man's voice, which could not belong to Yun Neixiang.
Look down again at Chu Yan.
Chu Yan closed her eyes at this moment, apparently passed out just before the door carrying the bones.
It is naturally impossible for him to speak.
And that voice did not come from Chu Yan's direction.
The direction of the sound is--
Wang Shen turned his head sharply, looked at the only entrance to the cave, and yelled, "Who!"
"Of course it's the person who came to kill you."
With the sound of a voice, a young man in a cyan gown, looking at 26 or 7 years old, took a sword and came out of the shadows.
"Cang Yumen!" Wang Shen fixed his eyes and recognized the identity of the other party.
At the same time, a flash of flustered emotion flashed through his heart.
Since there is a disciple disciple, does it represent that he has been exposed here?
In addition to the one in front of you, is there anyone else who has surrounded this place so tightly?
Looking down at Chu Yan, Wang Shen gritted his teeth and was unhappy.
I finally completed my wish, but I was happy for a while, this is lost!
It seems that Wang Shen was thinking at this moment, and the disciples who came to Cangyumen smiled.
"Rest assured that I'm alone."
Hearing this, Wang Shen was skeptical, but his flustered heart gradually subsided.
In the eyes, murderous energy began to condense.
"There are hundreds of ghosts out there. Even if all the major gates are out tonight, but if you want others to find out here, I guess I have to wait until dawn as soon as possible." This Cangyumen disciple continued.
"Then how did you find it here?" Wang Shen glared and said in a low voice.
The disciple of Cang Yumen smiled, and opened the hem of his gown a little, revealing a sign, and said, "Under the door, I can naturally know."
"Inadvertent person! You are a disciple of the monsoon pond!" Wang Shen took a deep breath.
When I saw this disciple of Cangyumen again in the Diyuan Realm, his heart sank immediately: "Which one are you, the fire, the fire and the thunder?"
"Elder Wang has heard of us." The young man smiled. "Xiao Taijin is here."
"Streamer Pudu Xiao Taijin." Wang Shen's heart that had just sank was even colder at the moment.
Monsoon pond of Cangyumen unintentional person is currently the most powerful one in Cangyumen elders.
Adolescents are successful and talented, and today they are among the elders of Cangyumen at an extremely young age.
Young represents capital and represents more possibilities in the future.
This can also be seen from Cang Yumen's allowing him to take charge of torture.
The monsoon pond has almost nothing to criticize. Being in charge of the punishment of Cang Yumen has won the name of a fair, unselfish person.
The monsoon pond has four disciples who follow the room and follow him. They are also famous in Yunaojiang.