Celestial being

From Dugu Feng's broken body, a little golden figure about an inch tall flashed out, turned into a golden light, and flew away like lightning in the distance. In just one breath, he almost left the square.

Yuan Ming was about to control the soul crow to block it with crow sound waves, when Xiying raised one hand as expected, facing the direction of the golden man's escape, and a white light appeared in his palm.

The Nascent Soul villain's expression immediately became confused and he stood there blankly.

Yuan Ming had a strange look on his face, and after careful observation through the Heaven Stealing Cauldron, he discovered the clues.

A thin transparent thread shot out from Xiying's palm, spanning a distance of nearly a hundred feet, and the other end sank into Dugu Feng's Nascent Soul.

"This is how Xi Ying's illusion works." Yuan Ming suddenly said to himself.

Every time Xi Ying cast an illusion before, it was always silent. He had never been able to notice how it was cast. Now it seemed that he was shooting out the soul's condensation.

The soul thread is more concealed than the spilled soul, the power is more concentrated, and the effect of the illusion is naturally better than Yuan Ming's crow sound wave.

It's just that not every soul cultivator can condense the soul into silk. At least Yuan Ming's current state of soul cultivation can't do it. The control required to condense the soul into silk is too strong and has exceeded the ability of a love witch.

A trace of curiosity flashed in Yuan Ming's eyes. What state of Xi Ying's soul cultivation had he reached?

Observed from inside the Heaven Stealing Cauldron, Xiying's soul power is only at the level of a love witch, but this control over the soul power is really amazing. Coupled with the golden dragon scissor magic weapon that can break the black and white swords just now, Xiying's strength becomes more and more impressive. It's not clear, no wonder she has the confidence to hunt down the Master of Six Desires.

While Yuan Ming was thinking about it, a black light shot out from Xiying's palm, covering Dugu Feng's Nascent Soul and seeping inside.

The originally dull golden man suddenly tightened his face and showed a look of pain.

"You want to search for Dugu Feng's soul? Be careful of the soul leeches inside." Seeing this, Yuan Ming hurriedly reminded him.

His spiritual consciousness was all-seeing, and inside Dugu Feng's Nascent Soul, a small silver insect lay quietly there, which was none other than the soul leech of the Lord of Six Desires.

Because the silver barrier cut off the connection between Soul Leech and the Lord of Six Desires, Silver Soul Leech remained motionless and seemed to have fallen into a coma.

"I know that the soul leech is the split soul of Lord Liuyu, which contains the memory of his body. If we can search for its soul, it will be of great benefit to our subsequent actions." Xiying said, shooting a soul thread from the palm of his hand and piercing the soul. Inside the leech's body.

The soul thread glowed with transparent flames, and the soul leech trembled. Its body gradually became transparent and was quickly assimilated by the soul thread.

Xiying also touched the memory contained in the soul leech, so she closed her eyes and began to read.

At this moment, the head of the soul leech suddenly raised up and wrapped around the soul thread.

The next moment, half of the soul leech's body disappeared, merged into the soul thread, and penetrated back.

Yuan Ming looked solemn, summoning his soul power, ready to help at any time.

However, golden light flashed between Xiying's brows, and the flames on the soul thread turned golden, immediately burning all the parasitic power of the soul leech, and continued to read the memory of the soul leech.

When Yuan Ming saw this scene, his soul power dispersed, and his face became even more tired.

He activated the Soul-Destroying Sword when his soul was injured, causing more injuries. He persisted in the battle until now, and he was almost reaching the limit.

However, at this moment, the remaining half of Hun Leech's body suddenly cracked, and a dark eye appeared, looking at Xiying.

The black eyes are extremely deep and bottomless, seeming to lead to the abyss.

"Ni Li Divine Eyes!" Xiying shook his body, opened his eyes, and was about to cut off the soul thread immediately.

A black light shot out from the dark eyes first, blended into the soul thread, and penetrated in extremely quickly.

A hint of black suddenly appeared between Xiying's eyebrows, and it spread quickly. Her whole body seemed to be under a immobilization spell, unable to move. The only eyes that could still move showed a look of shock.

Yuan Ming was shocked when he saw this scene. At the same time, he ignored the fatigue of his soul and urged his huge soul power to pour down, blocking the progress of the strange black light, trying to stop the erosion of this thing.

However, a ray of black light separated and entered Yuan Ming's consciousness.

The power of this black light can actually penetrate into the Tiantian Cauldron space along with the spiritual consciousness.

Yuan Ming's heart was filled with fear. At the same time, he felt that his whole body began to feel numb and weak, and his consciousness also experienced a slight lag.

"What kind of power is this!" He suppressed his concentration and hurriedly used the heat flow in the Tiantian Cauldron to block this power.

The power in the black light is similar to soul power, and it seems to have the same origin as the heat flow of willing power. Moreover, there is only one ray of black light that invades Yuan Ming's body, and the heat flow of willing power quickly resists it.

Yuan Ming can still deal with Xi Ying here, but the situation over there is a bit bad.

At this time, most of her face was stained black, and her expression was somewhat ferocious.

Yuan Ming felt sweat on his forehead, gritted his teeth, grabbed the Soul-Destroying Sword, and activated the curse rune on it again.

At this point, he doesn't care much anymore.

A huge curse fell and hit the soul leech.

Soul Leech let out a scream, and its body suddenly swelled ten times. It exploded with a "bang" and disappeared into thin air.

Dugu Feng's soul and the soul leech were closely connected. When the soul leech was destroyed, Dugu Feng's soul was also shattered and scattered.

The soul leech disappeared, and the strange black light also dissipated. A dazzling golden light emerged from Xiying's eyebrows, like a newborn sun, which quickly washed away the blackness between his eyebrows.

"The Divine Eye of Nili is really powerful. It is one of Wu Yueshen's three magical powers. I was really careless this time. I didn't expect that Lord Liuyu was given this magical power." She muttered to herself, if she had just taken one or two slower breaths, she might have been in trouble.

Xiying quickly calmed down and tried to communicate with Yuan Ming to ask about the situation there.

Although Xiying was eroded by Nili's divine light just now and couldn't move, his five senses were still there, and he could see the process of Soul Leech's collapse.

However, no matter how she called, Yuan Ming made no move.

"What's going on? Could it be that the backlash from the Soul-Destroying Sword was too strong, causing him to fall into a coma?" Xiying frowned.

She and Yuan Ming were able to communicate at any time. When the two of them discussed the follow-up plan, they had already learned about the existence of the Soul-Destroying Sword as a backup plan, and also knew that it would have a considerable counterattack on the soul.

"The master's spiritual aura is very weak right now, just like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time. If you have any way, go and see him." King Kong said as he walked over from the side, covering his chest.

Although there was a huge wound on his chest, it seemed to be fine. The bleeding had stopped and even started to heal.

Xiying's expression darkened, she put away Dugu Feng's body, Nascent Soul, and the broken black and white swords, and suddenly looked at Yan Sijing in the distance.

Yan Sijing looked shocked at this moment. The battle between Xi Ying and Dugu Feng was far beyond her imagination. Anyone on both sides could crush them into powder with just a wave of their hands.

Just being able to experience such a high-level battle in person made Yan Sijing fearful, but also secretly excited. If she could take some time to meditate and comprehend afterwards, it would be of great benefit to her cultivation and strength.

Seeing Xiying looking over, Yan Sijing was about to speak when her soul suddenly buzzed and her consciousness fell into endless darkness.

With a move of Xi Ying's hand, a storage ring flew out of Yan Sijing's towering breasts, tainted with the fragrance of virginity.

"Hmph!" Xiying's eyes were slightly cold, and he put his consciousness into the storage ring, and quickly took out a green incense burner, which was the Tiantian Cauldron.

She mobilized her consciousness and penetrated into the Tiantian Cauldron, but was blocked by an indestructible force and could not enter at all.

"Oops! This Heaven-Stealing Cauldron has recognized Yuan Ming as its master. No one else can enter it except him." Xiying secretly thought, frowning.

She couldn't enter the space of Stealing Heaven Cauldron, so how could she check Yuan Ming's situation? Yuan Ming's life and death were unknown now. If she couldn't intervene in time, the consequences might not be optimistic.

The key is that the other party is in the current situation entirely for himself.

Whether he promised to help him deal with the six desires before, or whether he assisted him this time regardless of the damage to his soul, it was all out of trust in himself, but now he is powerless.

Just when Xiying was worried, a golden light lit up on the Tiantian Cauldron, and a force surged out from the cauldron and enveloped Xiying's body.

Xiying only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and the next moment she appeared inside the Tiantian Cauldron.

"This... is the space of Stealing Heaven Cauldron?" Her heart skipped a beat, she glanced around, and then she quickly jumped up to the stone platform.

Yuan Ming was lying on the ground next to the white jade lotus platform. He barely opened his eyes and there was no trace of blood on his face, and there was a strong aura of grayness between his eyebrows.

He had just sensed that Xi Ying was trying to enter this place, so he gathered the last bit of mana to bring Xi Ying in.

"Yuan Ming, how are you now?" Xiying knelt down with a nervous look in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter, the backlash of the Soul-Destroying Sword is too strong. I used the curse rune three times in a row. My soul was seriously injured and I need to sleep and recuperate immediately. I can no longer help you deal with the Lord of Six Desires. You can use my magic weapon at will. Later, I can use this mana to leave the space of the Heaven-stealing Cauldron..." Yuan Ming said a little weakly, raising his arm slightly, and a ball of cyan mana flew out from his fingertips.

After saying this, he could no longer hold on, closed his eyes, fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

Xiying ignored the mana and used her spiritual consciousness to explore Yuan Ming's soul, her pretty face changed.

Yuan Ming's soul was not only severely damaged, it was almost on the verge of collapse. The entire soul was in pieces, with many places barely holding together. A slight shock would probably cause it to completely collapse.

"Yuan Ming only said that the backlash of the Soul-Destroying Sword on the soul was terrible, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful. He has used it twice before, and just to save me, he still used it a third time..." Xiying lowered his eyes, thinking in his heart Thoughts flashed through.

She remained silent, then looked at Yuan Ming's bloodless face, her eyes becoming determined.

Xiying helped Yuan Ming up and assumed a cross-sitting posture. She also sat down in front of Yuan Ming. The two were so close that they could clearly feel each other's breathing.

A trace of blush flashed across Xiying's face, and then she regained her composure. She bent her head gently and pressed her snow-white forehead against Yuan Ming's.

A huge amount of soul power shot out from the center of Xiying's eyebrows, scattered countless filaments, and cautiously entered Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness.