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"what happened?"

"What are those illusory light clusters?"

"What did Luo Wushu just do? It would actually cause such a change, and even Heaven would stop it?"

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There were whispering voices in the crowd, and doubts and curiosity filled the hearts of everyone.

"Sister Qingcheng, how are you now?"

Bai Ning asked worriedly, with tears still hung on Jumei's face.

She and Mo Qingcheng met for the first time. Whether in practice or in life, they have always cared for each other and looked after each other like sisters.

If it is said that Mo Qingcheng's death, who is the most saddened, Bai Ning will never be inferior to Luo Wushu.

But now, things seem to have reversed again, and the situation is not as bad as she thought.

Luo Wushu did not speak, but Ye Luojin responded, "Not too optimistic!"

Bai Ning asked, "What is that illusory light ball? Is it the soul of Sister Qingcheng?"

"Yes!" Ye Luo nodded slightly, "That's Mo Qingcheng's three souls and seven souls."

"What?" Bai Ning's pupils shrank suddenly.

Not only her, but the eyes of other people also showed a strong look of surprise.

Those light groups were actually Mo Qingcheng's three souls and seven souls.

Some people recalled the scene, and carefully discovered that Mo Qingcheng's soul was shattered into ten ways.

Is it true that each path corresponds to a soul or a soul?

So, what does it mean that the three relatively dazzling light groups have been annihilated in the sky?

Could it be, the three souls of Mo Qingcheng?

"So, sister Qingcheng, are there only Qi souls left in her body now?" Bai Ning looked at Ye Luojin.

Ye Luo nodded slightly, and said nothing more.

He could see that Luo Wushu had tried his best.

Moreover, at the last juncture, the methods Luo Wushu used were completely incapable of his vision.

Listening to the conversation between the two, everyone's heart is also unable to calm for a long time.

The good news is that Mo Qingcheng has not lost his soul.

But the bad news is that even if she hasn't completely lost her soul, she may be no different from death.

Three souls and seven souls are the most important part of the human body and cannot be missed.

But Mo Qingcheng now only had seven souls left, and without three souls, he couldn't survive at all.

Tears slipped off Yu Bai Ning's cheeks again.

I thought it was a faint flower, but as a result, is it still in vain?

The atmosphere became heavy and depressed again, and many people looked at Luo Wushu sympathetically, and remained silent for a long time.

An Yixue did not have an accident, but could Luo Wushu really accept such a result?

"Luo Wushu, you don't have to be too desperate, Mo Qingcheng's three souls may not be annihilated."

Above the sky, the voice of Heavenly Dao rang again, "Since you have done this, the most important thing now is to continue to use the power of luck to protect Mo Qingcheng's seven souls from dispersing."

The three souls and seven souls are the same existence.

Under normal circumstances, if the three souls are annihilated, the seven souls will also be separated from the body, gradually annihilating between the world.

However, there are also some ways to forcefully keep the Qipus in the body.

For example, the power of luck.

Of course, like the soul of the heavenly emperor who is good at soul together, some soul methods can do this.

Luo Wushu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked up at the sky, "You mean, Qingcheng's three souls have not been annihilated, but have they left the profound realm?"

"Yes!" Tiandao's affirmative voice sounded, letting Luo Wushu slowly let out a sigh of relief.

Luo Wushu didn't have much doubt about the words of Tiandao.

Everything in the Profound Realm was under the eyes of Heavenly Dao. If Mo Qingcheng's three souls were annihilated, Heavenly Dao would naturally be able to perceive it.

But what Tiandao felt was that Mo Qingcheng's three souls had left the profound realm.

"The Soul Heaven Emperor exists in an emperor realm, and the accomplishments in the soul are not imaginable by ordinary people at all. Even if he brings Mo Qingcheng's three souls into the heavens at the last moment, it is by no means impossible. "

Above the sky, the voice of heaven continued to sound.

Hearing that, many people's eyes lit up, but in an instant, it went dark again.

What Tiandao said, perhaps only to give Luo Wushu a hope.

But this hope, if it wants to become a reality, the possibility is zero.

Not to mention, the heaven and the profound realm are extremely far away, even if Luo Wushu has the opportunity to appear in front of the Soul Heaven Emperor, what is the point?

Just a ray of soul, for Luo Wushu, it is a god-like existence, unshakable,

How could Luo Wushu return to Mo Qingcheng's three souls from the hands of the Soul Heaven Emperor.

"Thank you!" Luo Wushu said.

Even if it is uncertain, whether Mo Qingcheng's three souls were brought into the heavens by the Soul Heaven Emperor.

But that's the end of the matter, this is no longer a problem he should be struggling with.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, it is impossible for him to give up.

"You continue to consume the power of the mysterious world! But this is the last time." Tiandao continued.

Luo Wushu was naturally not polite.

Atmospheric movement urged.

The invisible force of Qi Luck continued to sink into Mo Qingcheng's body, completely enveloping his physical body inside and out, avoiding the separation of Qipu.

"Senior Tiandao, what should I do with the crack in the seal?" Xia Li asked.

"Luo Wushu, when things here are dealt with, you will visit the Lower Realm."

Tian Dao did not respond to Xia Li's words, but continued to explain to Luo Wushu.

"Good!" Luo Wushu replied.

After a while, Luo Wushu's movements stopped.

In addition to stabilizing Mo Qingcheng's seven souls with the power of the mysterious world, he quietly let the Fengshen Town Demon Monument also absorb some, helping the old man use it to stabilize the seal inside the monument.

Although he has already practiced "Atmospheric Fortune Art", it is not to say that he can take away the power of luck in one world.

After all, there is still the existence of heaven, which restricts him.

It is no exaggeration to say that if it is in other big worlds, Luo Wushu vainly wants to use the "Atmospheric Fortune Technique" to use the power of one world's fortune, I am afraid that he will be killed by the heavens of that world for the first time.

However, it is not to say that "Atmospheric Movement Technique" will be of no use to Luo Wushu in the future.

In the past, he killed some people with great luck, and could not get the power of luck from the opponent, so he could only let it dissipate.

But after practicing the "Atmospheric Movement Art", you can refine and absorb it in the first time.

After taking Mo Qingcheng into the Xuanhuang Pagoda, Luo Wushu looked at An Yixue and said with concern: "How is the injury?"

An Yixue smiled and said, "I have taken the healing pill and it doesn't get in the way."

"What about the soul?" Luo Wushu asked again uneasy, An Yixue's pale face didn't seem to be in the way.

"There are some injuries, but after a period of recuperation, it should be fine."

"I'll go to refine some pills to treat soul injuries later. If you have any problems, remember to tell me as soon as possible."

"Yeah!" An Yixue nodded slightly.

Luo Wushu also distributed many healing pills from the storage ring to everyone.

It is not easy for the situation to temporarily stabilize and the crisis to be temporarily lifted.

And all of this is inseparable from everyone's efforts.

Luo Wushu naturally wouldn't be stingy with some pill at this time, favoring one over the other.

"No book, now Xuantian is dead, what should Tiangong do?" Xia Li asked.