The gray fog dissipated a little, revealing an indifferent and cold young face.
He raised his hand, and the sleeve robe slid over his wrist. When he saw the red thread wrapped around his wrist, his eyes showed a strange color.
The red thread is nourished by the sacred tree, has been extended several times, and its color has become bright red. At this moment, it turned into a blue-black color, the luster was dark and uncertain, and there was a hint of fracture.
Something happened to her?
The young man pursed his lips slightly, and with a thought, the red thread came out of his wrist and hung in the air.
The young man raised his hand again, and the huge tree behind him suddenly made a roaring sound, with thousands of branches hanging down. The boundless green atmosphere flowed down like a waterfall.
In just one wash, the green and black energy on the red line will be gone. If it occasionally regenerates, it will be extinguished instantly.
After reaching this step, the young man did not stop. He quickly made a seal with his hands, shot out a white light covering the red line, and whispered: "Broken!"
The white light wandered around the edge of the red line, like a sharp blade, instantly cutting through countless spaces, forming a ferocious and twisted space crack.
The black mist seemed to have found an outlet, and madness poured out of the cracks and pounced on the young man with bared teeth and claws.
Low life and evil spirits?
The young man's eyes turned cold, "Ming Ling, swallow it.\./hand\./machine\./edition\./first\./issue\./update\./new~~"
As soon as he said these words, the gray mist around him instantly gathered, solidified quickly, and turned into a giant mouth, swallowing the entire black mist whole.
This black mist was called "Soul Demon" by Dong Jinghuan and the others. They did not even dare to fight with it, so they forcibly broke through it and escaped.
But here, the "soul demon" was assimilated by the gray mist in the blink of an eye and completely destroyed.
At this point, the scene in the space crack finally became clear, revealing a petite body curled up into a ball and covered with bruises.
The young man frowned fiercely, and without saying a word, he grabbed the red thread and exerted force suddenly.
Under the sudden pull, the force was transmitted to the opposite side through the red line, and an irregular shadow of the soul was immediately pulled and separated from the physical body.
Floating under the protection of the red thread, he passed through countless spaces in the blink of an eye and fell into the arms of the young man.
Buzz!
The whole starry sky suddenly shook, and Mo Long woke up immediately from his sleep, raised his head and looked at the bamboo sea in shock.
Why is there suddenly an extra breath in the master's retreat?
At the same time, under the sacred tree.
Although he successfully brought Xiang Shen's soul to him, the young man's expression did not look good and his brows furrowed even more tightly.
The soul is distorted, which is caused by the erosion of evil spirits, and has already eroded more than half of it. The mind has been scattered and chaotic.
In addition, there are many disordered soul powers running rampant in it, the number of which far exceeds the upper limit of the soul.
The young man thought for a moment and understood the intention.
She had eaten a lot of things that strengthened her soul to resist the erosion of evil spirits. If not, she would have died without being able to save her.
However, the current situation is definitely not good, and it is only one step away from death.
Thinking of this, the young man's eyes showed decisiveness and he stretched out his hand between his eyebrows.
The next moment, the soul suddenly separated from his body, picked up Xiang Shu, stepped into the roots of the sacred tree and disappeared.
Entering the inside of the sacred tree, the speed of Xiang Shu's soul immediately slowed down a lot.
Qing grabbed hold of it in the void, and a long whip magic weapon suddenly appeared in his hand, decisively penetrating Xiang Shen's soul.
There was a crackling sound, and the soul power shook!
Many disordered soul powers came to a standstill under this whip, and then quickly condensed into a transparent bead, which separated from Xiang Shu's soul.
Xiang Shu's soul became more and more scattered, as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, motionless.
The young man's expression remained unchanged, and he suddenly took a step forward, dissipated into smoke, and merged with Xiang Shen's soul.
At this moment, the bamboo sea in the outside world all dimmed, and nearly half of it was annihilated in an instant!
"The cold bamboo is destroyed, and the master's soul is greatly damaged!"
Yuan Mo was immediately shocked, and without saying a word, he turned into his true body and rushed towards the sacred tree.
However, just when he was about to break through the gray fog, a cold shout suddenly sounded in his ears: "Get out!"
This voice was not loud, but it contained a frightening power that could be followed by words.
Yuan Mo was caught off guard and was swept away by this force, flying upside down. He flew out of the sky in the blink of an eye, rushed into the starry sky, and turned into a bright star point.
But inside the sacred tree, the two groups of souls remained the same. (The next page is more exciting!)
Tightly entwined in one place, wandering in the green divine light.
I don't know how much time passed, but a group of souls finally dispersed from it and regrouped into the appearance of a young man.
He turned his palm over, and ten points of light slowly rose from his palm.
Three strong and seven weak, shining brightly.
The young man didn't hesitate anymore, waved his sleeve and hit him on the soul platform.
The three souls and seven souls returned to their places, and the scattered souls immediately condensed, and in the blink of an eye they returned to the appearance of Xiang Yu's previous life.
The young man's expression softened slightly, but he was still uneasy.
After her reincarnation, she seemed to have been exposed to the way of cultivation, otherwise she would not have been able to obtain those things that strengthened her soul.
However, the body of his soul is not much stronger than that of a mortal.
When a mortal is frightened, three souls and seven souls will flee. She was in danger of being scattered, and her soul was weak and separated.
Thinking of this, the young man hugged Xiang Shu and returned to the tree, looking up.
The three leaves with the richest green color in the center of the sacred tree fell down and fell into the center of Xiang Shen's brow.
A ball of emerald green light flashed past, and a divine pattern appeared in the center of Chuan's eyebrows, firmly fixing the three souls and seven souls on the spiritual platform.
"Master, the red thread is about to burn out!"
A hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears. The young man was startled. He looked up and saw that the red thread hanging in mid-air had burned to the last part and was about to burn out completely.
His eyes were slightly condensed, and he waved his sleeves to forcefully widen the crack in the space, and drove Xiang Shen's soul into the passage. Then he immediately erased the crack and took off the red thread to extinguish the flames.
The red line was less than half a finger long, but it was not burned out.
The nervousness in the young man's eyes suddenly disappeared, his calm expression returned, and he returned to his physical body with a flick of his sleeves.
As soon as he opened his eyes, his originally rosy face instantly lost its color and became as pale as paper.
He returned to the roots of the tree and sat down cross-legged. The gray mist immediately swarmed over him. Although he did not speak, he conveyed a hint of concern. \./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./post~~
"Owner!"
Yuan Mo staggered in and saw the young man's frail face, as if he had returned to two hundred years ago.
"Master, your soul?!"
He knelt down in front of the young man in a panic, his eyes red, "Master, haven't you passed the last calamity? How could you still..."
"It has nothing to do with fate."
The young man said calmly, "It's just a slight loss. Just rest for a while."
"Master, how can there be any loss here?!"
Yuan Mo's face was full of anger: "Nearly half of the cold bamboo sea outside was wiped out in an instant. I have only seen this situation during your last life disaster! Who attacked you secretly? I will tell the clan leader, and the clan leader will definitely help you. Justice!"
"No need."
The young man lowered his eyes and spread his palms, "Don't say a word to him about my affairs."
When Yuan Mo saw the red line burning in his palm, he immediately understood something. His expression instantly became complicated, and he didn't know where to start.
He held it in for a long time, and finally sighed, "Since the spirit descended from heaven has been reincarnated, it has long been separated from you. She doesn't even remember you, so why bother to save her by compromising your cultivation?"
"Lunch boxes are a way to repay a favor."
The young man slowly closed his eyes, "Without her, I wouldn't be where I am today."
"It turns out that the master wanted to repay his kindness."
Yuan Mo suddenly said: "She helped you survive the last calamity, which is a great kindness. Today you risked half your life to save her, which can be regarded as a debt of gratitude. Then don't you use the other puppets who descended from the sky... "
The young man suddenly opened his eyes, "You want to be lazy?"
"No no no!"
Yuan Mo quickly waved his hand and said humbly: "I'll keep looking. Just keep looking."
"Um."
The young man fluttered his sleeves and immersed himself in the divine light, and his blood color returned a little, "Leng Zhuhai's movements cannot be hidden from the clan. You can find a way to send the elders away. Don't let them bother me."
Yuan Mo nodded repeatedly and said: "Master, don't worry, I will tell you that your soul is occasionally turbulent, and it's not a serious problem. It's just that you have to extend your time to leave seclusion."
"inappropriate."
There was a cold glint in the young man's eyes, "Those old guys, although they wish I could trap Leng Zhuhai to death, but what you say will make things difficult for my mother again."
"Lord Ancient Demon?"
Yuan Mo was shocked, "Then how should I say it?"
The corner of the young man's lips twitched. (The next page is more exciting!)
Radian, "Let's just say that I was seriously injured this time and narrowly escaped death. I have to rest for a thousand years. I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the next battle outside the territory."
"ah?"
Yuan Mo was immediately confused, "If you put it this way, wouldn't it make the people in the Presbytery more likely to find an opportunity to accuse you of being incompetent, Master?"
"Go ahead."
The young man did not want to explain, so Yuan Mo had to stand up and said: "Yuan Mo excuses himself."
The breeze blew across my face, and the Soul Sound Grass lowered its tail and gently swept across my cheek, tickling it.
Xiang Shen subconsciously grabbed it, then suddenly opened his eyes, straightened up and looked around.
All she could see was the Soul Sound Grass everywhere swaying in the wind, and little soul lights flying by like fireflies. She was sitting in the middle of the grass, so quiet.
The black mist...disappeared.
She pushed herself up and stood up. After taking two steps, she saw a human-shaped black mark, with a little light reflecting off the grass next to it.
It’s a storage ring!
Xiang Yu picked up the storage ring and recognized its owner. His consciousness swept through it and he saw boxes of soul essences piled up in a corner of the storage space.
This storage ring belongs to Xiang Wenli, and Xiang Wenli is really dead.
Xiang Shen squeezed the ring tightly and frowned.
The black mist was not an illusion, but a real thing. Even Dong Jinghuan and others avoided it like snakes and scorpions, and Xiang Wenli died instantly.
She was clearly shrouded in black mist, so how did she survive?
Also, she had clearly swallowed at least a hundred soul essences before, and her soul must have been unbearable. Why didn't she feel anything now?
Thinking of this, her consciousness changed, she came to the spiritual platform, and immediately noticed something strange.
I saw a transparent bead next to the breath gathering bead in the center of the spiritual platform. The soul power in the bead was abundant and flowing smoothly. It was releasing the power at an extremely slow speed without burdening the sea of consciousness.
Xiang Shu frowned even more tightly.
From the moment the black mist enveloped her, she lost consciousness. She had no memory of how she was rescued from the coma.
There is no living thing here and now, who can save her?
Unable to figure it out, Xiang Shu simply suppressed his thoughts for the time being and left them to ponder later.
She searched the entire underground and picked up the spiritual materials that fell from the medicine garden into the blood ring one by one, including the Soul Sound Grass.
After two days of busy work, Xiang Shu finally picked the entire ground and walked along the underground passage.
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