Qingyun Disciple

() "Xiaohuan, what are you going to do!"

In Yun Mo's memory, it was rare for Zhou Xian to be so anxious that he could imagine how distorted his old face was before he turned his head.Yun Mo smiled, imagining that Xiaohuan had accidentally damaged some of his treasures, which made him so annoyed, but he was helpless.

But when he turned his head, Yun Mo, who was shocked by the weird scene in front of him, couldn't help but suddenly turned his face away, and ran to Zhou Yixian in three big strides.

But the old and the young, although they were so anxious that their faces were sweating, they both hesitated and dared not take that last step forward.

An invisible air wave was like a layer of transparent film, pushing the two of them back slightly. Although the two of them could easily break through its barrier, they shook their heads at the same time and did not move.

As for Xiaohuan, she knelt and sat beside the young man in Fenxiang Valley.The cloud ink robe wrapped around his body was lifted off, exposing the man's naked chest.A small white and tender hand, with slender fingers that kept bleeding from a gap, tremblingly traced mysterious and strange patterns on the man's heart stroke by stroke.

"Hey..." Zhou Yixian had just uttered the words, but he was afraid of disturbing Xiaohuan, so he hurriedly swallowed the following words, his old face was flushed, but Yun Mo, who was close at hand, could clearly see To his beard, trembling.

This is the incantation of "Soul Absorbing Technique"!Although it was the first time he had seen it, this weird pattern, the blood line that never fainted and flowed and was faintly shining with dark light, made Yun Mo immediately confirm what Xiaohuan was doing, and couldn't help feeling anxious.

"Little girl doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!" Yun Mo's mind suddenly remembered the roar that the Ghost King uttered to his junior sister Tian Ling'er on Liubo Island back then.Although he doesn't understand this way, he is also aware of the dangers of the soul, not to mention that Xiaohuan is still a young girl, even an experienced old wizard behind the mana, will not easily use such spells!

It must be known that witchcraft is fierce and hurts the body, and it will easily damage the lifespan, let alone cast spells on the dead!

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of heaven. How can manpower reverse them? How is that different from going against the sky!

Xiaohuan was still young, so she didn't understand the danger, so she thought about it and did it.But Zhou Yixian and Yun Mo deeply understand the difficulties involved, not to mention how to find this man's soul among the thousands of fierce spirits in the Nine Nether Underworld, it is just that he just activated the "Nirvana Curse" and burned his soul In exchange for powerful power, it is unknown how many of these three souls and seven souls are left.

Zhou Yixian paced back and forth in a panic, he had long since lost his usual appearance of being a fairy, and he was so anxious that he didn't realize that he had pulled out a lot of the well-maintained white beard on his chin.

But the only witness, Yun Mo, didn't have the heart to laugh at him at all. He called out countless times for Juexian Sword Soul in his heart, but that guy seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again, and there was no news from him.

Seeing that Xiaohuan was about to finish drawing that wonderful symbol, Yun Mo was so anxious that his mouth became parched. It seemed that almost all the moisture in his body had turned into sweat that night, oozing out from his forehead.

However, none of them dared to stop her. The magic circle had been set up and the ceremony was going on. If it was interrupted by external force, no one knew what would happen.But it is foreseeable that the backlash against Xiaohuan is definitely not small.

got windy.

The fallen leaves floated from nowhere and were sent to Xiaohuan from afar, circling around her, turning and turning, and finally when they were about to fall to the ground, they were torn into pieces by the invisible stirring force.

At the same time, with trembling arms, Xiaohuan finished the last stroke of the figure.

The mysterious light shone faintly, and the small village, which was still extremely hot when the fire was about to be extinguished, was unknowingly shrouded in a chill.

The coldness is not biting, but it is extremely yin, like a gust of yin wind, blowing from the human body, but the house in the distance is still burning, but for some reason, the light of the fire reflects this side Yingying green.

As the wind picked up, the surrounding air seemed to undergo some unknown changes. When Xiaohuan chanted the mysterious mantra word by word, there seemed to be some substances invisible to the naked eye in the air. With a small "hissing" sound like a group of snakes, Yunmo sensitively noticed that although Xiaohuan was still in front of his eyes, the space she was in seemed to be temporarily stripped away and connected to another place that could not be reached. Known mysterious place.

Like a deep door, there is a chilling breath coming and going.

With Xiaohuan's back facing the two, her thin shoulders trembled, Yun Mo could imagine how pale her face was, maybe her big eyes were filled with tears again.But she didn't say a word, she still calmly recited scriptures.

As she read each word, the air seemed to be boiling, and traces of black air appeared out of thin air, circling around Xiaohuan's small body, like vultures looking for food.

With Yun Mo's eyesight, he can clearly distinguish that the twisted and circling black air is a complete or incomplete soul.

Xiaohuan used her own blood as a medium to launch a secret spell, which actually captured the souls that had just passed away within a few miles away from the road to the underworld!

Being able to achieve this step is enough to show how talented Xiaohuan is above the ghost cultivator. It is only a young girl who can do this, which is a realm that many adult wizards can only envy!

But for her young age, her spiritual power was too shallow. Although she relied on the blood full of spiritual energy to capture these newly dead souls, it was only so far.Her body has already started to shake slightly, and the whirlwind protecting her is getting weaker and weaker!

Those souls that turned into black mist are getting closer and closer like vultures, shining with bloodthirsty light!

Zhou Yixian gritted his teeth, and took out a crumpled and extremely old talisman paper from his bosom.

And Yun Mo, seeing that he couldn't get a response from the Juexian Sword Soul, ignored the danger, and slowly pushed out his consciousness cautiously, resisting the invisible whirlwind.

As soon as he touched it, he couldn't help feeling that the world was spinning, and his spiritual consciousness was swirled and spun by a strong force, and merged into the black air formed by the soul.Seeing that the influence on Xiaohuan was not that great, Yun Mo put all his consciousness into it cruelly, trying hard to identify the faces of those souls.

In his opinion, only by recovering the soul of the Fenxianggu man as soon as possible and ending the ceremony as soon as possible can Xiaohuan be safe sooner.

However, due to the fact that several people in this village were killed by the killer of Changshengtang just now, and some of them even had their souls separated, and the shadows were blurred into one piece, even Yun Mo had a hard time finding the identity of the Fenxianggu disciple. soul.

It's just that his soul is different from others, it's ethereal and almost transparent, like a puff of green smoke, it seems that it will disperse when it blows.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Xiaohuan couldn't help but began to cough, Yun Mo, who had thrown his spiritual consciousness into the black smoke, could clearly see that her fair and tender face was livid, and a layer of thick black air gradually enveloped her.In his panic, he didn't care much, grabbed the soul of the Fenxianggu disciple, and pushed it in front of Xiaohuan.

Xiaohuan opened one hand, grasping the soul in front of the sky, and the other small hand that was still bleeding gently stroked the mysterious pattern on the man's chest, and pressed it down!

Seeing the wispy blue smoke slowly sinking into their bodies, Xiaohuan and Yunmo (and Zhou Yixian who was nervous for a long time holding the talisman paper) all breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun Mo felt that strange cold breath seemed to be gradually dissipating, and was about to withdraw his consciousness and check Xiaohuan's physical condition.

But suddenly, those remaining souls did not disperse, for some reason Qi Qi made a sharp howling sound, and frantically rushed towards Xiaohuan!

Yun Mo took a closer look, and suddenly realized that after the young man cast the spell, there were not many three souls and seven souls left, and what Xiaohuan recalled was only an extremely weak soul that was about to disperse!