Celestial being

Xia Jie confirmed the position of the soul bone, raised his right hand, and the play champion took the initiative to stretch his hand in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Jie's expression became serious, and he also stretched out his palms to cover the right hand of the number one opera player.

He began to recite obscure incantations in a low voice, and then a bright white spiritual light emitted from his palms. This spiritual light trembled slightly, as if it was alive.

Immediately afterwards, from Xia Jie's palm, two spiritual light tentacles as thin as silk threads quietly emerged, and accurately penetrated into the little finger of the opera champion, instantly tightening like a string.

Under the nervous gazes of Yuan Ming and Xi Ying, Xia Jie carefully manipulated his hands. The joints that exuded dark blue light seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force and were gradually peeled off from the body of the top performer.

Time passed slowly, and the time of a stick of incense seemed to be stretched extremely long.

Finally, with a crisp sound, Mingyue's soul bone completely separated from Xi Zhuangyuan's body and suspended in the air.

The soul bone was crystal clear, like a piece of carefully carved jade. Although its shape was no different from an ordinary little finger joint, the deep blue brilliance contained within it revealed an otherworldly aura.

Yuan Ming stared at it, and he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of wonder in his heart. This bone joint was perfect, like a divine object that should not exist in the world.

At this moment, Yuan Ming suddenly felt an indescribable greed in his heart. He seemed to be attracted by the soul bone and wanted to take it as his own.

But the next moment, he suddenly woke up and realized that his emotions were abnormal. He immediately twisted the magic formula and forced himself to concentrate.

Xiying and Xia Jie seemed to feel the same temptation, but they both quickly adjusted their mentality.

Xia Jie did not dare to delay at all. With a thought, a jade box that had been prepared flew out of the air and carefully put Mingyue's soul bone into it.

As the soul bones were put away, Yuan Ming and the others felt that the greed in their hearts receded like a tide, and their hearts suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"The remnant body of the Moon Goddess contains a strange power of temptation. We peeled it off forcibly and could only adjust our mentality to resist." Xia Jie explained.

Yuan Ming nodded and asked, "What should we do next?"

"Come with me."

Xia Jie said and took the lead to fly towards the wooden door.

He stopped in front of the door and quickly cast several spells. The wooden door suddenly overflowed with light, and then opened with a bang, revealing a winding jade corridor.

Yuan Ming's eyes flashed slightly, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

Xia Jie seemed to be aware of his doubts, and explained without looking back: "I have been here before, and the techniques I practice are derived from the inheritance left by the master of this place, Master Ziyun."

Yuan Ming suddenly understood and followed Xia Jie into the corridor.

On both sides of the corridor, the jade walls exude a soft light, as if you are on a passage leading to a fairyland.

"In addition, the Heaven Stealing Cauldron in your hand and the fragments of the Great Freedom Demon Sword were also obtained by me here." Xia Jie said casually as he walked away.

When Yuan Ming heard this, he was immediately surprised and filled with deep curiosity.

He subconsciously dispersed his consciousness and explored the situation inside Ziyun Tiangong.

Xia Jie did not stop him and continued to lead the way.

Soon, they passed through the long corridor and came to a spacious square hall.

In the center of the hall, a complex and unusual space array came into view.

Yuan Ming glanced at it. Although he had extensive knowledge, he could only vaguely recognize some of the magic of this formation.

On top of the magic circle, a corpse with only a skeleton wrapped in skin sat cross-legged. Although its face could not be seen clearly, the tattered clothes on its body vaguely revealed an aura of former nobility.

The moment they stepped into the hall, a large bronze bell above the corpse suddenly vibrated violently, emitting a dull and distant sound.

At the same time, large black and purple marks began to appear on the floor of the hall. Countless ghost hands emerged from the marks, scrambling to get into their bodies, appearing in their sea of ​​consciousness, and tightly grasping their souls. .

Yuan Ming only felt that his soul was being pulled by a huge force, as if he was about to be dragged into an endless abyss.

He resisted desperately, but he couldn't move no matter what. He could only watch himself falling downwards, and his consciousness gradually sank.

"scold!"

At this moment, Xia Jie's sharp shout sounded like thunder in Yuan Ming's ears.

His whole body was shaken, and his mind instantly returned to clarity.

Looking down, I saw that the marks and ghost hands under my feet had disappeared without a trace. The thrilling scene just now seemed to be just an illusion.

In front of him, Xia Jie had already walked to the space array.

He raised his hand to seal the seal, and the bronze bell suspended above the corpse slowly flew into his hand.

"This treasure is called the Soul Falling Bell, and it was once held by Master Ziyun. It was just a spontaneous response to the enemy, and there was no one to control it. Therefore, its power is not obvious, and it will not cause any serious harm to your souls." Xia Jie looked back and explained lightly.

Yuan Ming nodded and turned his gaze to the formation, with doubts in his eyes: "This formation is mysterious and extraordinary, and its specifications are far beyond the ordinary seventh-level formation. Can Senior Xia Jie shed some light on this for this junior?"

Xia Jie smiled slightly and said: "Actually, it's simple to say. The reason why you can't see clearly is because the level of this formation has already exceeded the seventh level."

"Eighth level formation? Isn't that a divine object of the same level as the broken body of the Moon Goddess? Who created it?" Yuan Ming was shocked and asked in a voiceless voice.

Xia Jie pointed to the corpse in the center of the formation and said slowly: "Of course it was laid out by Master Ziyun himself."

Yuan Ming looked at the corpse and felt an indescribable shock in his heart.

After a moment, he suddenly remembered something and asked: "Senior Xia Jie, is there any inheritance of Master Ziyun's formation here?"

"I only found the method to control this eighth-level formation. The rest of the inheritance has gone missing and may have been lost to the world." Xia Jie shook his head and said regretfully.

When Yuan Ming heard this, he nodded and asked no more questions.

"Master Ziyun may only have mastered the arrangement method of this eighth-level formation. He is not a real formation master. He arranged this formation just to use his ability to break through interface barriers and open the passage to a higher interface. , in order to break through the peak of ghost witches and reach the realm of witch gods." Xia Jie fell into deep thought and speculated.

"But he still fell here after all... Perhaps, this formation itself has some insurmountable problems." Yuan Ming frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Maybe. But I have tested it before and found that this formation can indeed break through the interface barrier of Izumo Realm, enough to attract the power of the Moon Goddess." Xia Jie heard this, thought for a moment, and said.

Seeing Xia Jie's calm expression, Yuan Ming's doubts eased slightly.

However, he was still worried. While Xia Jie was preparing to activate the magic circle, he quietly sent a message to Xiying and asked, "Is Xia Jie really reliable?"

"He should be a trustworthy person. I have secretly investigated him and found no negative information about him. He has a high reputation in the Izumo world, and several Mahayana people also approve of him. According to the information, he has no evil intentions. , everything we do is to protect the Izumo Realm," Xiying replied via voice transmission.

After listening to Xiying's words, Yuan Ming's doubts eased slightly and he felt relieved for the time being.

On the other side, as Xia Jie fired one spell after another, the silent formation slowly revived.

Blue aura spread from the center of the formation, and countless fragmentary runes rose into the air, constantly circling and flowing around the aura.

Suddenly, the surroundings lit up. Yuan Ming looked up and saw that the ceiling above his head had turned into a clear and bright sky.

If it weren't for the fact that the floor of the hall was still under his feet, he would have almost thought that he had walked out of Ziyun Tiangong.

In the center of the formation, as Xia Jie's magic formula changed, the fragmented runes instantly clustered together, forming a huge beam of light that reached straight into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Jie raised one hand and twisted the magic formula. The wooden box containing the soul bones flew out instantly and opened automatically with a "pop" sound. The soul bones inside were slowly submerged under the pull of a gentle force. In the pillar of light.

There was only a loud "boom" sound, and a violent breath of soul power instantly erupted from the bottom of the light pillar.

This breath flowed upstream along the beam of light, straight into the sky, and soon penetrated the void and reached the other side that was out of reach.

"Um?"

On the top of the Moon-watching Cliff of Mingyue Palace, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Lord of Mingyue Palace.

She stared at the laurel tree in front of her, and saw a faint light flowing on the tree, as if a hazy power was quietly flowing out and blending into the endless void.

She frowned slightly, feeling an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

She pinched the spell lightly and walked slowly towards the laurel tree.

The moment she was about to touch the tree, the surface of the laurel tree rippled like water, as if a portal to another world had opened for her.

She walked in without hesitation.

Following a burst of twisting and transformation of space, the Lord of Mingyue Palace came to a cold secret room.

There is a crystal clear jade coffin placed in the secret room, and inside the coffin lies a stunningly beautiful woman.

She only has one hand and one foot, but her skin is better than snow, her eyebrows are picturesque, and her figure is graceful, as if all the beautiful things in the world are condensed in her body.

Anyone who sees her will be captured by her beauty, and feel that no words can describe her beauty.

At this moment, the jade coffin was shining with a faint light, and invisible power flowed out from it continuously, rushing towards the outside world along some unknown trajectory, and finally merged into the void.

The Lord of Mingyue Palace stood in the distance, looking at the woman in the coffin with a solemn expression.

Her real body is currently sitting in the place of Guixu. What is left here is only a clone with limited magical powers.

Despite this, she could still feel how powerful and unusual the power was.

"It is necessary to activate the power of the Moon Goddess. Could it be that the saint is being attacked by level seven monsters?" She murmured in a low voice, her heart filled with worry.

But she also understands that all she can do at this moment is to wait and see what happens and speculate on the current situation of the number one opera player.