Rebirth in the 1980s: Xiaoxiao's road to becoming a top student

"Go back!" The city lord said expressionlessly and looked straight at Yan Xiaoxiao.

At this time, Yan Xiaoxiao also discovered that there was something wrong with the person in front of her, as if he was controlled by something.

After thinking about it, I guessed some reasons.

It should be that the phantom spirit divided its consciousness into two parts, one part serves as the city lord, and the other part is probably guarding here, and the part guarding here is the majority of its consciousness.

Yan Xiaoxiao's guess was absolutely correct, but what she didn't know was that because this illusion had existed for too long, the power of the phantom spirit was no longer as strong as before.

This is why she was able to get here so easily.

Yan Xiaoxiao didn't think about it for too long. She had a hunch in her heart that she must go and take a look, otherwise she would regret it.

Yan Xiaoxiao attacked Huan Ling directly, but Huan Ling was very powerful now. After fighting for about a hundred moves, Yan Xiaoxiao gradually lost the upper hand.

This is one of the few people Yan Xiaoxiao couldn't beat. Oh, no, the other party is not a human at all.

Now it can be said that he is fighting against the entire Nine Netherworld Illusion. Yan Xiaoxiao knows that he is not a god, so it would be strange if he can win.

The fight became more and more difficult, and finally he got injured and hid in the space.

As soon as she entered the space, she lay on the ground and gasped for breath.

Hongyi and Wuying were very worried and fed her a lot of pills before she gradually recovered.

Knowing that Yan Xiaoxiao had met a strong enemy, the two men were eager to go out and avenge her, but Yan Xiaoxiao didn't dare to let them go.

You have to know that this is the Nine Netherworld Illusionary Realm. If you are not careful and get even a little bit of hostility in it, both of them will be in big trouble.

The reason why Yan Xiaoxiao is not afraid of the hostility here is because she has divine power and there will be no problems in the short term.

If the time is longer, hundreds or thousands of years, it is hard to say.

Yan Xiaoxiao adjusted her state and left the space.

The phantom stared at the place where she disappeared as if facing a great enemy, and the other party immediately sensed her appearance.

"I didn't expect you to be a person with great fortune and have a secret realm with you."

Yan Xiaoxiao knew that it was probably talking about her own space. She didn't want to discuss it with the other party at all, but she didn't expect that Huanling would actually laugh.

"Haha, great, you are simply asking for death.

If I devour your space, my strength will definitely be improved, and I might even be able to escape from here and live a carefree life."

Yan Xiaoxiao frowned. She should have thought of it earlier. The Phantom Spirit had been eroded by the evil spirit here and could no longer maintain its original intention.

But where does the hostility here come from?

Her gaze fell on the big eyes on the altar. When Huan Ling saw it, he quickly stepped forward to block the eyes, blocking Yan Xiaoxiao's sight.

Huan Ling suddenly attacked Yan Xiaoxiao again. Fortunately, Yan Xiaoxiao had been on guard all the time, and the two fought again.

This time, Yan Xiaoxiao's moves were mixed with golden light of merit, and Huan Ling was soon at a disadvantage.

"How could you, a woman without martial ethics, use such a dirty trick?"

"Woman, stop it now, or I'll make you pay for it!"

"Woman, this is my illusion. As long as the illusion exists, I am immortal and you can't do anything to me!"

"Woman, did you hear me? Just admit defeat and I'll spare your life!"

Yan Xiaoxiao did not hear a word of Huan Ling's shouting. She was fully focused on dealing with Huan Ling.

The hostility in the phantom spirit gradually diminished under the suppression of the golden light of merit.

It began to beg for mercy, but Yan Xiaoxiao would not hold back at all. Being kind to the enemy was the greatest cruelty to oneself.

In the end, Yan Xiaoxiao directly dispersed the phantom spirit, and the golden light of merit on her body was almost consumed.

Yan Xiaoxiao cried out inwardly, "Oh no!" and when she wanted to hide in the space, it was too late.

Endless hostility suddenly surged from the eyes on the altar, and all rushed towards Yan Xiaoxiao.

It was like a ferocious beast that had been waiting nearby for an opportunity to strike, and only showed its fangs at this moment.

Yan Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly in her heart. Her life was really too difficult!

It's already difficult to deal with one phantom, and now there's a more ferocious one. She might die here today.

This was the biggest crisis Yan Xiaoxiao had felt since her rebirth, and she sighed in her heart!

But she was unwilling to just surrender like that.

You have to resist no matter what. If she doesn't feel good, then no one else will feel good!

He gathered the last bit of golden light of merit in his body and used all his spiritual energy to rush towards the oncoming hostility.

boom!

The huge energy fluctuations generated by the collision instantly shattered Yan Xiaoxiao's consciousness.

She suddenly lost consciousness and fainted.

After she fainted, a shadow slowly walked out of the huge eyes, which was almost transparent.

He slowly approached Yan Xiaoxiao. With every step he took, his figure became more solid. When he arrived in front of Yan Xiaoxiao, he looked like a normal person.

If Yan Xiaoxiao was awake at this moment, she would be shocked, but she was dizzy and her consciousness was scattered. Even if she woke up, she would be a fool.

The phantom stared at her for a long time, raised his finger and drew a few strokes in the air, and dots of golden light began to gather. Those were the fragments of Yan Xiaoxiao's consciousness.

After a while, these fragments gathered together again and circled around the phantom, and a feeling of joy slowly spread.

The phantom raised his finger, and the gathered spiritual consciousness once again entered Yan Xiaoxiao's body.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Xiaoxiao's consciousness became stronger and stronger. Her eyes trembled slightly, and she seemed to be about to wake up.

At this time, the phantom was also slowly disappearing.

The moment it completely disappeared, Yan Xiaoxiao suddenly opened her eyes.

She was gasping for breath, her whole body felt like it had been crushed by a car and put back together again, causing her to feel extreme pain.

After a long time, her eyes gradually became clear.

Yan Xiaoxiao struggled to get up from the ground and hit her head. The memory before she fainted appeared in her mind again.

Wasn't she dead? How come she's alive again?

Yan Xiaoxiao didn't understand why and released her spiritual sense to check her body.

Everything was normal, as if the memory just now was just a dream, but Yan Xiaoxiao believed that this was not a dream.

She remembered something and began to look around, but saw no trace of the phantom.

Did they really destroy the phantom? Yan Xiaoxiao was a little unsure now.

At this moment, she felt a sharp pain in her consciousness, and a crack appeared on her divine nature.

I stared at the crack for a while and found that it was slowly healing.

Although the healing process was slow, Yan Xiaoxiao's consciousness still detected something different.

At this point Yan Xiaoxiao completely believed that the previous destruction of her consciousness was not an illusion, but real!

There were more questions in her mind: who saved her? Who repaired her consciousness?

Yan Xiaoxiao's spiritual awareness seemed to have improved again at this time. She didn't know what was wrong, but she just felt that she was more adept at using her spiritual awareness now.

After hesitating for a while, Yan Xiaoxiao stood up and slowly walked towards the big eyes on the altar.

These eyes looked familiar, as if I had seen them somewhere before, but I just couldn't remember where.

The eager feeling to come over was gone, and she felt a little confused.

In her eyes, those eyes no longer had any appeal and were just an ordinary painting to her.

Before leaving, Yan Xiaoxiao wanted to take the altar in front of her away.

She tried to put the altar into the space, but the space seemed to be disconnected.

Yan Xiaoxiao called out many times in her heart before she heard a lazy voice.

"Stop shouting! What about calling for souls?"