My practice narration is weird

The black and white swords shone with bright and sharp sword light.

The shadows of the sun and the moon flowed on the sword blades.

One day, one month.

One month, one day.

The two swords were held in the girl's hands. They looked the same, but the sword intent was completely different.

Double sword slash.

The girl's figure was light and it was hard to tell how fast or slow she was, but the swords in her hands were shining with sword light.

It was several times stronger than before.

The human figure was tiny, and the monster was huge.

The sword light crossed the monster's huge body for a moment.

The beast's eyes were slightly startled at this moment, and there was a kind of inexplicable look in them.

Even facing the seventh realm of punishment, facing Luo Qinghan who had been accumulating strength for a long time, he could not care less, and mocked the monster Pulao with joking words.

At this moment, it was as if it was hit hard, and its figure stood in the air in a daze, motionless.

For a moment, a thought emerged in the minds of several people.

Success?

Did it really hurt the other party?

This result was really surprising. Even Lu Caiwei, who caused all this, showed a trace of doubt in her eyes.

What happened?

Although the two swords that she had hidden for a long time could definitely cause damage to him, they didn't seem to be so powerful...

Regardless of the reason, Luo Qinghan showed a hint of surprise in his eyes at this moment.

There seemed to be a golden light blooming in the air not far away.

That was the light of the [Key].

Pulao was affected, and the power to suppress the weirdness suddenly weakened. The [Key] reopened the illusory door to the outside world.

She suddenly turned her head and looked behind her, looking at Ye Wuyou, and was about to speak.

But then, her eyes were startled, and her clear eyes instantly revealed undisguised anger.

The woman's voice was sharp, and there was even a hint of murderous intent in it.

"Xing Dao!"

In her eyes, Xing Dao, who was far behind, was now stepping towards Ye Wuyou.

There was a distance between the two, and the branches and vines had reappeared.

Without Ye Wuyou, the branches of the sacred tree regarded them as enemies again.

Such an obstacle made it impossible for Luo Qinghan and Lu Caiwei to make other moves. They could only rush to the opened "door" to protect themselves.

Luo Qinghan's words reached Xingdao's ears.

But he ignored them at this moment, with a slight smile on his lips and a sinister look in his eyes.

The door has been opened.

Now they can finally go to the outside world and escape from the belly of this monster.

But they have wasted so much effort, spent so much cost, and wasted so much time.

How could they return empty-handed!

The aura that Ye Wuyou showed earlier had made Xingdao understand one thing.

Both the sacred tree spirit and the wind spirit were in Ye Wuyou's hands.

It was really a case of searching for iron shoes but never finding them, killing two birds with one stone.

Good things come in pairs, double happiness.

Capture Ye Wuyou first, and then leave this place immediately through the [key].

After leaving the outside world, Xing Dao just ran as fast as he could, and the sea was wide and the sky was high, letting birds fly freely.

At the moment, Ye Wuyou's breath was weak, and his whole body was drowsy, with his eyes closed, and it was difficult for him to maintain his balance at this moment.

Xing Dao sneered, and his body suddenly moved closer. With a light wave, a blood-colored chain stretched out from his sleeve, and his big hand grabbed Ye Wuyou.

In his opinion, Ye Wuyou was already in his pocket.

Suddenly, Ye Wuyou, who was originally in a mess, opened his eyes, but his fingertips were horizontal in front of him and gently pinched the seal, forming a strange orchid seal.

Layers of qi at this moment turned into a barrier, densely covering Ye Wuyou.

The breath was completely different.

Xing Dao's eyes were surprised at first, but then he seemed to see something, sneered, and spoke indifferently.

"It's just a remnant soul. Even if you don't hesitate to spend the source of your soul, how can you stop this Pavilion Master?"

The chain was divided into two, two into four, four into eight...

"Ye Wuyou" showed a hint of gloom in his eyes. His body was now agile, and he moved around in the chains that were like a prison.

But the range of movement was getting smaller and smaller.

Ye Wuyou at this moment was not someone else, but Xia Anmeng.

Lu Caiwei had communicated with her before, and when their bodies crossed, Xia Anmeng attached herself to Ye Wuyou.

Xia Anmeng was already familiar with the way to enter Ye Wuyou's body.

Xia Anmeng's soul was now cross-legged in Ye Wuyou's body.

Beside him was Ye Wuyou's soul.

The difference between the two souls was huge. Even though Ye Wuyou was only in the fifth realm, the size of his soul was several times larger than that of an ordinary person.

Xia Anmeng's soul was like a child and an adult in front of Ye Wuyou.

At this moment, she took over Ye Wuyou's body, but there was little energy left in Ye Wuyou's body.

Xia Anmeng was just a remnant soul after all. She didn't know how to call the sacred tree, nor could she use the weirdness in Ye Wuyou's body.

Now she could only use her own soul power to display extremely limited magical powers.

Facing the seventh realm of punishment, even blocking it at this moment seemed extremely difficult.

Her eyes were slightly focused, and she stared at everything in front of her carefully, using her energy to open a barrier, not missing any chain that attacked.

Despite this, forcibly controlling Ye Wuyou's body consumed her soul power, causing her soul to fluctuate slightly.

And an even more bizarre scene happened.

Xia Anmeng's eyes flickered slightly, but she caught a glimpse of a few branches emerging from nowhere in the corner of her eyes.

This was in Ye Wuyou's body.

Those branches seemed to be alive, winding and moving like poisonous snakes, staring at "Xia Anmeng" at this moment.

The feeling of being targeted came to Xia Anmeng's mind.

She couldn't tell why, but she felt that this sacred tree seemed to be a natural nemesis for her and her soul.

As long as she was contaminated, she would die.

She could still barely hold on in the face of Xing Dao's magical power, but what the hell was this branch that appeared in Ye Wuyou's body?

A trace of panic gradually emerged in her heart, and even the barrier protecting Ye Wuyou began to fluctuate, as if it was about to reveal a gap.

Someone patted her shoulder gently.

Xia Anmeng was stunned and turned her head slightly, but she saw Ye Wuyou's soul, which was several times larger, sitting next to her at this moment, with his eyes slightly lowered, looking down at her gently.

"Are you awake?" Xia Anmeng's eyes were surprised for a moment, but then she showed joy.

Ye Wuyou nodded slightly, then stretched out his big hand, and lifted the petite Xia Anmeng into his arms.

Xia Anmeng's body stiffened for a moment, and she subconsciously wanted to ask, but then she heard a voice coming.

With a hint of anger.

"Don't bark like a dog."

Xia Anmeng's eyes were startled, and then she looked at Ye Wuyou in disbelief.

What does it mean?

Has the innocent jailer of the past finally taken off his disguise and revealed his fierce fangs?

But Ye Wuyou immediately lowered his eyebrows and explained softly.

"Don't mind it, I'm not saying that you... Well, I'm mentally ill, just talking to myself."

As he said, Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand and gently tapped the branches around him in Xia Anmeng's eyes.

"Thank you, but don't do this next time. This guy in my body is the real devil."

"Leave it to me next time. I can't be distracted at that time. If I really can't hold on, as long as my soul is still there, it will be safer to stay with me."

Xia Anmeng then dispelled his doubts and sat in Ye Wuyou's arms honestly.

His body was stiff at first, but gradually relaxed in the end.

The Qi barrier dissipated, but [Ghost] followed.

Ye Wuyou was hit hard before and almost fell asleep.

But he was not a yellow-haired sleeper.

The constant barking of the narrator finally had some effect and woke him up.

Surrounded by ghosts, Ye Wuyou stood up little by little, staring calmly at the Xingdao who was constantly attacking him in front of him.

[Humble ant, you gave him a chance. If he crawled and knelt in front of you, offered his soul, offered his wife and daughter, offered his family business and everything, and was a loyal dog under your seat for three lives and three worlds, you were kind after all, so you could give him a chance.]

[But at this moment, the fate of this stupid ant is only death! ]

Well said, dog narrator.

Just can't you just stop talking?

The narrator stopped talking again.

Can't do it? Or don't want to do it?

Ridiculous.

Ye Wuyou glanced to the side.

Because of his own reasons, the branches of the surrounding sacred trees did not launch an attack, which also gave Xing Dao an opportunity.

But now the Qi of the Seventh Realm Pavilion Master is far less than before.

But Ye Wuyou's aura is recovering little by little and gradually rising.

As if he noticed the changes in Ye Wuyou at this moment, Xing Dao frowned slightly, glanced behind him with the corner of his eyes, and finally sighed in his heart.

Xing Dao has already made a final judgment on Ye Wuyou at this moment.

He is not a threat to himself, but he is extremely difficult to deal with and difficult to kill.

At present, Ye Wuyou's aura has recovered, and his aura is scattered. I am afraid that I can't take this kid down in just a moment...

And this place is too dangerous.

Let's talk about it after going out.

Thinking of this, Xing Dao no longer hesitated, and his figure swept over the endless branches and vines, rushing towards the illusory wooden door opened by the [key].

The sky outside can be vaguely seen in the wooden door.

Ye Wuyou still did not make a move.

He knew that he could not keep the other party by himself.

Even if he is seriously injured in the seventh realm, he is still the seventh realm.

And Ye Wuyou himself has to go out.

But...

His expression suddenly became ferocious, and Ye Wuyou's eyes were full of ruthlessness at this moment.

The dissatisfaction in his heart has become extremely strong.

"You bastard..."

He spoke to himself in his heart, his voice was low but firm, as if he was threatening.

But he didn't know who to talk to.

"If there is anything, I will only say it once."

"Today, right now, if he doesn't die, I will die first."

The next moment.

Ye Wuyou's eyes suddenly shone with a ray of brilliance, his pupils were like torches, and his eyes were shining.

Xing Dao's figure was now approaching the door connecting to the outside world.

Coming towards them were Luo Qinghan and Lu Caiwei.

They had just come to the door by chopping thorny vines all the way.

Two directions, three figures.

Meet at the door at this moment.

Looking at the bone-chilling hatred in Luo Qinghan's eyes for some unknown reason, Xing Dao smiled calmly and was about to speak.

But he heard an indifferent voice behind him.

"Did I let you go?"

Xing Dao sneered in his heart, turning a deaf ear and not caring at all.

But the next voice followed closely, calmly, but unable to refuse.

Ye Wuyou opened his mouth and uttered two words.

The voice of the narrator sounded at the same time, floating in Ye Wuyou's heart.

[Kneel down! ]

The law follows the words!