The two of them had disappeared on the spot, and they exchanged a move quietly. It's just that unexpectedly Ningxia didn't capture him immediately.
Jiang Yan glanced at the spirit sword that had just blocked his attack with some surprise. The sword energy that had entered was dispersed like fine needles. His entire arm instantly lost all feeling and he felt numb.
You know, this is not the real world. A spiritual sword that can transform into the soul and act on the soul... is simply appalling. Ning Fufeng has a lot of secrets, and he always seems to surprise people in such unexpected places.
Ning Xia didn't know what the other party had discovered, and thought he was stunned. Taking advantage of the other party's confusion, he knocked on the hilt of Xia Zhonghuan's sword and whispered: "Old man, you have to help me, take out the trouble you made at home before." If you show your fierceness, don't be polite when hitting others."
As if fortunately receiving some instructions, the Zhonghuan sword instantly emitted bursts of spiritual light. At that moment, it was so dazzling that the demonic energy in the entire conscious space was suppressed.
Immediately, the sword clones divided into ten, and the glowing light and shadow quickly spread out, surrounding the people on the opposite side. The sword blades were connected in parallel, like a sky and earth net, and they attacked the people in the middle.
To say that the actions are a bit cumbersome, the whole set is completed almost in an instant without any pause. Ning Xia held her breath, she didn't know what she was expecting, but she also knew... it was impossible.
When the spiritual light that was as bright as the sun was about to be suppressed, almost at the same moment, the surrounding demonic energy surged, the situation suddenly changed, and the seemingly strong spiritual light was suddenly stopped, like broken glass, scattered all over the ground.
A piercing light popped out from the center of the spiritual light explosion. Ning Xia intercepted it subconsciously, but was stirred up by the force of the recoil... Even though in fact everything was acting on the soul, and it was only her soul that was damaged. .
"Have you had enough fun?"
Failed.
Ningxia is very calm. She had expected it. After all, it was not only difficult to turn defeat into victory in other people's consciousness.
She has determined that the other person's will is indeed the highest priority in this space. It was clear just now that Chong Huan was about to stab him, and the sword was unstoppable, but the attack failed at the last moment. Ningxia could feel that Chong Huan was disturbed by a certain consciousness at that moment, but that consciousness was not hers.
Fighting in the conscious space actually costs nothing. If she had used the ultimate move in the real world before it was completed, she might have fallen down because her spiritual power was drained. Nowadays, in the consciousness space, it is easier to simulate it even in other people's consciousness space.
"My little friend's talent is really extraordinary, but since you can control the power of the soul so accurately in the early stage of the golden elixir, my evaluation of you needs to be improved." He dismissed the other person's trick in an understatement and then continued. Everyone praises other people's abilities. Isn't this humiliating? Another person would have ascended to heaven long ago.
But what he met was Ningxia. Ning Xia originally didn't think about how powerful she was or what she could do. She was just testing the waters. Her mind was filled with the conclusions she had drawn and she didn't care about one or two harsh words from the other party.
The other party's tone was still as warm and friendly as it was at the beginning, but the atmosphere had changed.
Seeing that the other party was already covered in demonic energy and looked like a peerless demon, Ningxia really couldn't keep his previous attitude.
Damn it, isn't this man a true monk? Why is her demonic aura purer than those demonic cultivators outside? Did she stumble upon a shocking secret that others cannot tell?
Xu Ningxia's eyes looked too horrified, and the other party seemed to interpret her unspoken thoughts from her eyes. He muttered to himself: "Are you looking at this?"
He waved his arm, and the demonic energy surrounding his arm surged. Under the surrounding guards of the scattered demonic energy, it showed a pure blackness. His eyes lingered almost obsessively on this seemingly unseemly force, as if he was looking at his lover, which caused goosebumps all over Ning Xia's back.
"What a powerful and beautiful force..." He murmured to himself, seeming to be trapped in his own spiritual world.
In fact, Ningxia is really not afraid of demonic energy. Isn't it all a kind of anger? What makes her fearful and uneasy is the person who is obsessed with demonic energy at the moment... This guy looks very... unusual.
So when Ningxia looked over, the hairs all over her body stood up.
"Speaking of which... it's all thanks to you." This look again, like looking at a small dessert, morbid and a little obsessed?
Ning Xia couldn't stand this kind of snake-like gaze. She always felt that her skin and bones would be ripped off by the enemy in the next moment, so she couldn't help but move back half a step.
But the other party didn't care. As if he was just stating some facts, he moved forward step by step, approaching where Ningxia is now.
"You never know what kind of power you have. Come, come to me, join me..." With a focused and pious expression, he walked step by step to Ning Xia, and soon he was only half a step away.
Ningxia: ...I don’t know, I don’t want it, I’ve never loved it. My friend, can you please stop getting closer? I was really scared at that time.
She followed her instinct and took a few steps back. Probably because she touched the other party's particularly sensitive nerves, the other party's expression suddenly changed: "Disobedient? It seems that you still fail to recognize your current position. What's going on here?" This is not your place to be willful. In that case, let me help you understand some things. Be good, don’t resist, it will be over soon..."
Immediately, Ningxia was extremely shocked to find that the other party's palm was slightly open, with flashing marks and strong demonic aura, and it was faintly about to take shape. That's the mark of the puppet. The monks who are branded with this mark will be used by the person holding the mark throughout their lives. From body to mind, from entity to soul, they can be called the slave mark in the world of cultivation. This secret method was banned in the early years because it was inhumane and contrary to ethics. It is said that it was destroyed by all the major sects. But someone probably hid it secretly, and as long as they didn't use it openly, they wouldn't come forward to take care of it.
Be a good boy! It was impossible for her to agree to join such a "cult" when she was awake. If she was asked to bear the mark of a puppet that distracted her mind and body, she would rather die first.
No, even if she died, she would at least have someone to support her. If you are so anxious to seek death, then die first!
Feeling the overwhelming soul pressure and absolute suppression emanating from the other party, Ning Xia's eyes burst out with an unprecedented aura.
Even if it's not a tiger but a sick cat, it still has claws. If you've been through this once and delivered it to your door yourself, don't blame her for being rude.
