In the huge soul refining and rebirth formation, tens of thousands of coffins are densely arranged. The blood-red restrictions begin to operate with the light of the formation, refining the souls sealed in the coffins.

The core of the formation is the two black and white soul flags.

Xue Lingluo recognized this thing.

Spirit-summoning flags and soul-gathering banners.

At the beginning... at the auction house of Xiao Jin's family, this was the thing that was auctioned. It was a high-quality imitation but a disposable earth-level magic weapon. Its consumable value was more expensive than the original one.

The surrounding formation was blazing with light. Xue Lingluo looked melancholy as he held his small flower pot in one hand and the soul-nourishing lamp in the other. His face was slightly tilted, and the blood-red formation made his gorgeous face look particularly enchanting.

For the hundred and first time, he prayed for Xiao Qiqi to save his life, then covered his face and sighed that beauties die young. He was worthy of being the one who was being cared about so much as soon as he entered the country.

The reason he had brought upon himself the unprovoked disaster today was all because of the soul-nourishing lamp in his hand.

The soul-nourishing lamp is the job that Xiao Qiqi gave him. He has to supply spiritual energy to the two souls inside it every day, which are said to be the original souls of sword bones.

But what about the sword bone with two souls? This soul is not serious at first glance.

The man not only wanted to steal his soul-nourishing lamp, but also wanted to steal his small flower pot.

It's just wishful thinking.

Xue Lingluo wanted to laugh and call the other person to death, but she failed.

It’s not his fault. They in the Hehuan Palace are not good at fighting. The fights between fairies are almost the same.

The life-saving mechanism of Hehuan Palace was activated, and the charm technique was launched. He threw a coquettish glance and asked the other party if she was willing to keep his body in mind.

Then the other party really kept it in mind.

Thinking about his soul.

He, the soul-raising lamp, the semi-finished grass in the small flowerpot.

Today, we live and die together.

Xue Lingluo: Xiao Qiqi, help me.

He owes Xiao Qiqi a huge sum of money, and he also has the soul-nourishing lamp and the soul of the sword bone in his hands. He should... be rescued... right?

Xue Lingluo remembered what he had seen before.

Under the black robe, there is a maple leaf clan emblem, as red as fire, and it means he is from the Qiu family.

The Qiu family is not a big family, and they were just okay a thousand years ago.

But the black-robed man's soul is so powerful, which is unreasonable.

Judging from the aura revealed during the attack...a very yang body!

Hasn't this thing been dead for thousands of years? How can it still exist!

However, this is the Fantasy Sea Realm, so it is reasonable to say that these are the remnant souls of powerful beings.

But that person's soul is both alive and dead, a mixture of life and death...

Do you want to come back to life?

No matter what, Xue Lingluo shook out the rouge-colored soul body and the light green soul body in the soul-nurturing body, letting them sense the location of her sword bones and asking if the reinforcements had arrived.

The rouge-colored soul glanced at Xue Lingluo: "How should I know?"

Xue Lingluo didn't know why she liked its energetic look very much. She didn't get angry. She blinked her peach blossom eyes and said in a gentle voice, "Brother Hun, please help me. You don't want your place to be taken away, do you? That person said he wants to cultivate a soul lamp. Since he wants to cultivate a soul lamp, he will definitely not let you stay in the soul lamp to cultivate your soul like our little Qiqi did, and ask me to transfer spiritual power regularly every day."

Hearing this, the rouge-colored soul suddenly became annoyed.

Xue Lingluo struck while the iron was hot and pointed at the light green soul beside him: "Brother Xiaohong, think about it, is there any way to inform Xiaoqiqi and the others? Otherwise, you and Xiaoqing will be kicked out of the soul-raising lamp, two souls all alone, oh my god, this is too pitiful, if not for yourself, you should think about Brother Xiaoqing."

"You are Xiaohong and Xiaoqing! Your whole family is Xiaohong and Xiaoqing! What a rustic name."

"Don't be upset, don't be upset. This is a nickname. Since you don't remember your own name, just follow my way of calling you."

"Shut up! Let me try... The sword bone... is no more than ten miles from here."

……

In one place, a red headband hovered in the air, obscuring the aura.

Two new members and a coffin were added to the white mist.

Shui Xiaomeng and his mortal enemy Shui Tao, whose soul lamp went out and then came back to life.

When Qi Wu Yue and others met them.

The man with a pretty face was pinching Shui Xiaomeng's neck cruelly, like pinching a stupid and ignorant insect. If he added a little more strength, Shui Xiaomeng's soul would be shattered.

Her beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, looked in the direction of Qi Wu Yue and his group, and frowned.

"Save me! Save me--" Shui Xiaomeng's eyes burst into extreme joy, and she frantically asked Qi Wu Yue for help.

"If you don't meddle in other people's business, I will give you a big gift after I leave the country." Tao Jiang said lightly.

Shui Xiaomeng: "You are a murderer, killing your own people. The elders will not let you go!"

Tao Jiang increased the strength of his hands.

"Help, help—" Shui Xiaomeng looked at Qi Wu Yue weakly, "I, I'll pay three times as much."

Qi Wu Yue looked at Tao Jiang: "He's offering three times as much."

Tao Jiang: "Five times."

Qi Wu Yue looked at Shui Xiao Meng and smiled happily: "He added it, do you want to live?"

"Ten, ten times!"

Qi Wu Yue smiled even more happily, it was a windfall.

"You two, would you like to add more?"

Tao Jiang frowned and used his power to pressure others: "Are you sure you want to offend the Shui family?"

Qi Wu Yue pulled the corner of his lips, smiling unchanged. Before he could open his mouth, Shui Xiaomeng started yelling in her hoarse voice.

"Are you afraid of him? You are from Southern Xinjiang! You will be afraid of him!"

Tao Jiang's eyes moved slightly: "Southern Xinjiang?"

Southern Xinjiang’s fame has only reached its peak in the past two hundred years, and its deterrent power has shocked Central China and even the mainland because of Qi Wu Yue.

The first great immortal in the history of Southern Xinjiang brought protection to Southern Xinjiang.

Guided by dragon blood, the poisonous insect completely transformed. The iron rule that poisonous insects cannot harm immortals was broken. The royal poison of southern Xinjiang could not escape unscathed even if it had become an immortal.

The arrogance of the Southern Xinjiang Gu Masters is well-founded, and their ambition to unify the continent is also matched by their strength.

When people gain power, they want to expand their territory.

They looked down upon the Demon Realm and the Monster Realm, and instead set their sights on Zhongzhou, a place with excellent feng shui and spiritual energy. Not to mention that Zhongzhou also had Baiyujing, the world's number one fairyland.

So the Gu Masters cast Gu, hoping to make Zhongzhou their own back garden, and the monks became livestock to feed the Gu.

However, Tao Jiang died a thousand years ago, so he naturally didn't know what happened in later generations. In his impression, the natives in southern Xinjiang were still a group of difficult to deal with.

Although they are difficult to mess with, they are natives.

The natives seldom go out, not to mention that the Fantasy Sea Realm is under the influence of Zhongzhou.

He had no idea that in later generations, Southern Xinjiang had once attempted to turn the entire continent into a breeding ground for its poisonous insects.

Shui Xiaomeng plucked up her courage and said, "Are you scared?"

Old antique Tao Jiang: "How ridiculous! Would the Shui family be afraid of Southern Xinjiang?"

Shui Xiaomeng turned to Qi Wuyue and complained: "Look at him! What treasonous words did he say! Quick, release the poisonous insect to bite him!"

Qi Wu Yue had no habit of raising poisonous insects as dogs. He waved his hand and swung a magic sword over.

"Out of the cave."

Tao Jiang was forced to let go, and Shui Xiaomeng crawled over like a rabbit and hugged his thighs.

He narrowly avoided the first sword, and another sword came and slashed in front of him.

"Fuyun."

"How did they get into your hands?" Tao Jiang raised his eyes.

Shui Xiaomeng, who was hugged by the thigh, was very bold: "Nonsense, of course I bought it."

"Northern and Southern Sword Immortals——"

"Dead for eight hundred years!"

Tao Jiang gave a sneer that said "You deserve it".

Although he didn't know what deep hatred or old grudge he had with the Southern and Northern Sword Immortals, but when he heard that his purpose was to destroy the formation, Qi Wu Yue not only did not kill him, but took him with him.

Xue Lingluo was imprisoned near the center of the formation.

Xiao Lin saw through the weak point of the formation, and Qi Wu Yue waved his hand, signaling Tao Jiang, who was about to destroy the formation, could go up.

Use your life to blow up the formation?

Go Suicide Squad.

The sound of the attack array was rumbling. Taking advantage of the chaos, Xiao Lin controlled Fuyun. The snow-white mist enveloped the place where Xue Lingluo was. Qi Wu Yue tore open the barrier, picked up Xue Lingluo and was about to leave.

Brother Gu turned around and looked at the countless coffins in the formation: "These people..."

Qi Wu Yue: "You want to save me?"

Brother Gu shook his head honestly.

Qi Wu Yue: "Then run quickly and inform Ling Tian Pavilion after you get out."

Lingtian Pavilion, law enforcement in Zhongzhou.

Unfortunately, Tao Jiang was not very capable and he failed to destroy the soul flag. The man in the black brocade robe with red maple pattern arrived in an instant and wanted to capture Xue Lingluo, and Tao Jiang chased after him.

Qi Wu Yue waved his hand, and the two immortal swords slashed out two extremely bright crossed sword lights.

Qi Wu Yue’s attack, the attack of the man in black brocade robe, and Tao Jiang’s attack.

The three parties are fighting against each other, with attacks from the gods or the calamity.

Several attacks converged, and those with lower cultivation were almost blinded by the bright light.

In the chaos, something fell from Xue Lingluo's sleeve, and broke with a clang.

"It's my brother's soul-nourishing lamp." Xiao Lin saw clearly with his pupil technique that the soul-nourishing lamp was affected by several attacks, and the lamp body had turned into crystal fragments on the ground.

The two immortal swords were as gentle as two bright sword beams in Qi Wu Yue's hands, and there was a murderous look in his silver eyes: "Then let them pay!"

While Qi Wu Yue was slashing at people with his sword, half of the tremendous energy refined from the living soul had already condensed in the black and white soul flag. The soul-nourishing lamp had been shattered, and the rouge-colored soul, light green soul, and the most inconspicuous gray soul in the lamp had become free.

The black and white soul flag, which had been spinning in place without being able to find its target, suddenly seemed to be pulled and transformed into two black and white streams of light carrying tremendous soul power that instantly sank into the rouge-colored soul body.

In chaos, there is more chaos.

The rouge-colored soul and the light green soul that had absorbed enough tremendous energy seemed to have evoked the memories they most wanted to recall. Evil spirit soared into the sky, and black air was lingering. The rouge-colored soul was shrouded in blood, and two lines of blood and tears flowed. It looked up to the sky and burst into a heart-wrenching sob, with hatred overwhelming.

Fuyun and Chuxiu resonated with each other, the sword bodies vibrated continuously, and two souls of their former owners overflowed from the two immortal swords.

Countless thoughts of those who deserve to die, those who have died, and those who are still dead merged together because of the connection of memories.

The obsessions of the six great men in the Tribulation Crossing Stage were entangled, creating a resentful environment with blood mist rising to the sky.

In an instant, all the remaining people on the scene were sucked into it.

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