You have a good chance, I accept it.

"What kind of ability is this?"

Suddenly, Ye Lin turned his eyes away from Zhao Linger's eyes.

Just now, when Zhao Linger's eyes turned into a whirlpool, he felt that his soul was almost sucked away by Zhao Linger.

The soul is unstable, what a powerful method is this?

Even his cultivation in the middle stage of the True Immortal was almost caught, and this was not aimed at himself, not to mention the weirdness in front of him.

As time passed, the weird eyes in front of him completely dimmed, and his vitality gradually dissipated. Finally, it lowered its head and died.

A weirdness in the early stage of the True Immortal died silently in front of Ye Lin.

And Zhao Linger beside him slowly closed her eyes at this time.

Ye Lin looked at Zhao Linger and put his hand on the weird head. In an instant, the terrifying power of the soul poured into the weird sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hmm? The soul disappeared?"

After feeling the emptiness in the strange sea of ​​consciousness, Ye Lin quietly moved to the side without Zhao Linger noticing, and quietly distanced himself from Zhao Linger.

Directly absorbing the soul of others, this method is too terrible

"Ye Lin, I am really Lu Changfeng, I am really Lu Changfeng, your good friend, you have to believe me."

At this time, "Lu Changfeng" in the distance said anxiously, the reason why the strange is so difficult and so confident is because they can be resurrected infinitely.

It believes that even the peak of the true immortal cannot kill it.

It was calm before, but now it is extremely flustered. It has definitely felt that its companion is dead. What kind of method is this?

"So that's it, I know, now, you are useless."

Zhao Linger opened her eyes with a happy face, and then stretched out her finger to the "Lu Changfeng" in the distance. The next moment, a ray of light wrapped "Lu Changfeng" and Lu Changfeng's vitality slowly disappeared.

In the end, it became a dead body lying on the spot without a sound.

"The weird ones don't have a soul. Your action just now was unnecessary. The way I kill them is another way."

"If the weird ones have souls and can be killed by destroying their souls, there wouldn't be such a level of battle in the ancient times."

Zhao Linger stood up and rolled her eyes at Ye Lin, then walked towards the holy tree in front of her with her hands behind her back.

Ye Lin waved his right hand, and the Xuanhuang Wanwu Bell turned into the size of his palm and was taken back and hung around his neck.

"Without a soul, this method is even more worthy of deep thought."

Ye Lin touched his chin and followed Zhao Linger. He had traveled through the galaxy universe and with the memories of those so-called geniuses, he thought he was knowledgeable.

But he really had no idea about Zhao Linger's method. If it weren't for the panel, Ye Lin would really suspect that Zhao Linger in front of him was a weird one.

"The stars under our feet are a huge formation, and this tree is the formation's core."

"The function of this formation is to trap these weird things. If you really destroyed this holy tree just now, these weird things will leave here directly and enter the galaxy universe at that time, which will cause endless troubles."

Zhao Linger's small figure standing in front of the holy tree looks so petite, but her voice is not small at all.

"The formation's core? Why does it emit a mist that blocks the divine mind?"

Ye Lin asked standing beside Zhao Linger.

How did this gray mist come about?