The memory scene ended here, and Feng Ling's heart was filled with panic. He never expected that the person whose soul was buried was... the leader of the Dead Leaf Sect!
What’s more, I didn’t expect that the buried soul of the dead leaf leader would be handed over by Taoist Huo Xie and become a tool used by the Xingzhai Demon Master in his plan to deal with him!
"Long Yuzhong...you deserve to die!"
Combining the two memories, Feng Ling suddenly understood something, and the murderous look in his eyes became even stronger.
After the Sulfur Fire Sect was destroyed, Taoist Huo Xie not only survived, but also became an evil spirit master, lurking in the Jade Qing Sect by seizing bodies and waiting for revenge.
During the Yu Qingzong war, Huo Xie was definitely involved. With his years of hard planning, there was no reason why he would give up his position as the leader of the evil spirit master when the end came.
As a result, the name of the Yuqing Sect who was captured by Huo Xie is about to be revealed!
"Oh, Dragon Prison loyal old dog, I didn't expect that you were hidden so deeply that you were transformed by the evil Taoist Huo! It seems that I have to find the Nine Infant Resurrection Grass as soon as possible and rush back to Feixue City to help the sect master. Then, we Let’s settle the old and new accounts together!”
Feng Ling stopped searching for souls and squeezed with his five fingers. Demon Lord Xie Yun exploded like a balloon and turned into a ball of blood mist.
Exploded to death?
Feng Ling was a little shocked. He only used seven levels of power to forcefully enter the body of the Evil Cloud Demon Lord. Normally, the opponent's meridians should have been completely disabled, but he shouldn't have died so easily, right?
"Something's wrong!" Sensing something unusual, Feng Ling quickly fired out a shot, trying to disperse the escaping blood mist, but in vain.
"Hahaha, Feng Ling! Originally, I had forgotten about Burial Soul, but I want to thank you. If it weren't for your soul-searching technique, how could I suddenly think of it... Humph, the road to hell is easy, and I won't complain about life or death. This You forced me to do everything...the soul-eating reverse, the soul-eating retrograde, the soul-burial coming out!"
The blood mist turned into a blurry figure, making a vicious smile while making a hand gesture, and fled away at high speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was out of the range of the formation.
"That's all, I'll let you go this time!" Feng Ling laughed dumbly as he looked at Demon Lord Xie Yun who was running away crazily using the blood escape technique with his burning cultivation.
Not to mention that he was still in the formation and needed time to break out of the formation. Even if there was no need to break out of the formation, he was not sure about setting out to pursue them.
Just because Demon Lord Xie Yun said his last words, the soul-devouring formation was forcibly reversed, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped them.
"Boom! Boom!" The dark wind blew from all directions, and a large number of bloody vortexes began to rotate in the opposite direction at extremely fast speeds. Evil Cloud Demon Lord actually chose to use the collapse of the formation to instantly release the terrifying energy formed by thousands of wronged souls and ghosts.
Towering ancient trees fell down one after another, turning into large pieces of dust before they even hit the ground.
"The stars are changing!" Swept by this vast storm of dark energy, Feng Ling, with his barrier fully opened, was like a lonely boat drifting with the current.
The depths of the storm were mixed with a large amount of water mist, followed by a sharp and harsh sound like a tsunami, as if the devil's claws were scratching and dancing, trying to carve out a hole from the surface of the earth leading to the netherworld and purgatory...
Not enough, not enough! My own strength is far from enough!
Feng Ling opened the barrier and swirled with the waves in the storm. From time to time, he used his body skills to move and jump strangely, avoiding all approaching crises. However, for the first time, he clearly felt the lack of his own strength and the insignificance of his manpower.
