Chapter 742 (2/2)

Xiao Taijin's harvest of these two storage bags, generally speaking, made Chu Yan more satisfied.

After sorting out the gains, Chu Yan's brain began to think incessantly about how to allocate these resources.

As for the aurora and the moon, Chu Yan did not consider it for the time being.

However, when Chu Yan was promoted to Diyuan realm, this spirit weapon and a skill will make Chu Yan's strength upgrade to a higher level. Unlike many monks who just upgraded from Ningmai realm to Diyuan realm, in a short time, they can only rely on the sharp weapons, skills and martial arts of Ningmai realm.

What's left to deal with is Xiao Taijin's body.

If it is not handled properly, it may become a hidden danger in the future.

Because after all, Xiao Taijin died in the hands of Chu Yan. Whether he was a monk or a disciple of cangyumen, they would not care whether Chu Yan's consciousness controlled his body at that time.

What's more, what Xiao Taijin wanted to do at that time was to live up to his death.

If he didn't kill him at that time, Xiao Taijin, who was already greedy for profits, was bound to kill Chu Yan and Yun nishang.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Yan knew what to do.

The handsome father seemed to have expected Chu Yan's plan. He waved at the moment. Suddenly, a light curtain formed by aura blocked the cloud nishang and handsome, and separated the man from Chu Yan.

Standing in front of Xiao Taijin's body, Chu Yan took a deep breath and drank a low drink.

”The evil dragon of the yellow spring!”

At the moment when the red light appeared in the palm of his hand, Chu Yan's right index finger and middle finger just clasped the lock ring and yanked it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa——

In a flash, the sound of chain dragging came from the palm of Chu Yan's hand.

At this moment, the palm of his hand seemed to lead to endless void.

The sound of chain rings in the night, showing the taste of emptiness, despair, helplessness and coldness.

Even if blocked by the light curtain, cloud nishang and handsome are still straight up.

When the chain in the palm of his hand was pulled out about a foot long, Chu Yan felt something and was blocked.

As soon as his eyes were fixed, he pulled hard.

Boom!

There was a sudden shock in the void.

All around for a moment, the wind was rolling and ghosts were wailing.

Miserable green fire, emerge.

A big door was pulled out of his palm by Chu Yan.

At one end of the door is a chain.

Different from the door made of white bones before, the door pulled out from the palm of Chu Yan's hand seemed to be made of steel. At the moment of its appearance, it smelled of cold, rust and blood.

The door frame was dark, and there were ferocious spikes on it.

Whether it's the doorframe or the sharp thorn, there are dried blood stains on it. It looks terrible, as if there were countless creatures nailed on it, drained blood and wailed death.

In the frame of the door, there is a gray chaos.

The breath of death, constantly gushing from the inside.

In the face of this chaos, it is like facing this boundless graveyard. All you can see is white fog and endless black tombstones.

This kind of forest cold that goes straight to bone marrow, even Chu Yan that pulls out the door of this hell, feels scalp tingle at the moment.

”It seems that I haven't adapted yet.”

With a sigh, Chu Yan's heart moved.

The gray chaos suddenly came a whine sound, like the wind, like crying.

In a flash, Xiao Taijin's body was sucked in and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Don't know why, see Xiao Taijin body disappear, Chu Yan's heart, produce a kind of very strange mood.