Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

The wasteland is vast and boundless.

Deep in the place, there is no human habitation, only monsters and residual souls keep each other in check.

Apart from the occasional sounds of fighting in the ancient tomb, Yan Rong's ears were relatively quiet. Suddenly, she heard footsteps and turned around.

Seeing a woman coming in with two men, one of whom was his close friend, he put down the chess piece in his hand and stood up and said, "Brother Chu, why are you here in the wasteland?"

"You..." Chu Yifang began to dry heave.

"Brother Chu, what's wrong with you?" Yan Rong appeared beside Chu Yi the next second and reached out to grab his arm.

"He is half human and his soul is incomplete. After entering the wilderness, he was disturbed by the residual souls and heroic spirits. It is inevitable that he will feel a little uncomfortable. He will be fine after a rest."

Yinhua explained, looked at the chessboard Yanrong had set up, and asked, "You have been here the whole time, have you seen Senior Jianfeng? He came here before us and wanted to take out the fragment of the magic weapon in the little girl's sea of ​​consciousness."

"I have been guarding here and have not seen Senior Jianfeng, but..." Yan Rong placed Chu Yi on the stone couch next to him and said, "It will be more comfortable to lie down. You should lie down and rest for a while. There will be no ghosts or residual souls disturbing you here."

"It's mainly because Senior Yinhua flew too fast, and I'm a little uncomfortable with it." Chu Yi explained awkwardly, "It will be fine after a rest, go and do your thing."

"This divine mirror is not fast at all, it's because you are too weak." Yinhua immediately said, "You have to find a way to replenish your soul quickly, otherwise, without the protection of a powerful weapon spirit like me, you won't be able to even get close to the edge of the wasteland."

"Junior understands it. I hope senior can tell me the method to complete the soul." Chu Yi had to admit that speed was only one reason. The real reason was related to his own body.

"Your problem can't be rushed. Let me check on the little girl's condition first." Yinhua deliberately kept Chu Yi in suspense, and Chu Yi closed his eyes helplessly.

"It's just a matter of restoring the soul. It's not a difficult task." Yan Rong said disapprovingly, "When Chu Youhuang comes out of seclusion, I will accompany you to find the lost soul."

"Okay, I'll take a break first, you continue to look after Huang'er." Thinking that Youhuang knew Yan Rong's true identity earlier than him, and that she and Xue Zun both believed Yan Rong, as a close friend of many years, he naturally chose to believe her as well.

Before leaving, Yan Rong waved her hand lightly and set up a barrier around Chu Yi, so that the residual souls and evil spirits could not disturb his rest.

He returned to the chessboard and saw that Yinhua had arranged the chessboard in a mess. He said helplessly, "With Senior Jianfeng's strength, if he doesn't want me to know, I can't detect his aura."

"If it's not here, then it can only be in the little girl's sea of ​​consciousness." Yinhua put down the chess piece and said, "I'll go in and take a look."

"Please protect the little girl." Yan Rong bowed respectfully, Yin Hua hummed: "Don't worry, this divine mirror is not an ungrateful person, I will definitely protect the little girl."

Yinhua agreed and left, returning to Youhuang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Youhuang was also in his sea of ​​consciousness at this time. The sword peak suddenly appeared and startled Qingxuan, who immediately woke her up.

"Senior, you don't have to choose. If you are interested, you can take them all. I have only one request..." You Huang hung beside the sword peak and said, "There is one deep in the center of my sea of ​​consciousness. I don't like it. I hope you can take it away."

"What sword?" Jianfeng asked without turning his head.

"Tongmi Sword..." You Huang hesitated and said, "A sword that appeared a hundred thousand years ago."

"Can't you do it yourself?" Jianfeng stopped searching and asked. Youhuang said awkwardly, "Except for the Heavenly Sword and the Divine Harp, the other things in the sea of ​​consciousness are not controlled by me. They have been searching for fragments on their own, and then fuse them together on their own after finding them."

"Tell me what kind of evil power the Tongzhu Sword has?" Jianfeng did not refuse outright, but tried to understand the situation first.

"The Tongmu Sword seems to have been tampered with. Every time I am weak, the seal on the sword activates and actively seals my soul. It feels like they are trying to take over my body."

Youhuang's eyes showed a trace of helplessness after he finished speaking. Jianfeng was stunned and said, "It means that your Yuanshen is still powerful. At your level, you should learn to use your Yuanshen to fight the enemy. Start training your Yuanshen now and try to defeat Zhulong with your Yuanshen."

"I have never tried using my soul to fight."

Youhuang was a little embarrassed. After all, she was not yet twenty years old, and it was still very difficult for her soul to leave her body.

Jian Feng said without even turning his head: "Nothing in the world is easy. It is only a matter of time before you cultivate your Yuan Shen. It has nothing to do with age."

"I understand now. I will try it now."

After Youhuang finished speaking, he tried to leave his body and actively communicate with Zhulong's soul, provoking it to come out for a fight.

So when Yinhua came in, he didn't go to Youhuang, but saw Jianfeng picking up fragments of divine weapons like he was visiting a market. Hearing the noise, he turned around and said, "You're right, there are so many good things, I'm dazzled by the choices."

"Senior Jianfeng, why do you have to pick and choose? Just take them all away."

Yinhua returned to Youhuang's sea of ​​consciousness, just like returning to his own home, and said, "I see that the tripod has been motionless. Senior, why don't you just choose it? Why bother rebuilding the original body?"

"You are kidding." Jian Feng lightly scolded, "The spirit of a divine weapon is born with the divine weapon. How can I easily take away its body?"

"He is motionless. Perhaps he is too badly injured. He will surely wake up after a period of rest." Jian Feng said, "Did the little girl ask you to take away a sword? The sword was hindering her in some way. She had to clear it out of her sea of ​​consciousness."

"Yes, but my ability is limited, so I can only seal the sword temporarily." Yinhua thought for a moment and said, "Why, little girl, please help me, senior."

"The little girl really wants me to take action, but..." Jianfeng paused and said, "I asked her to try to fight the enemy with her Yuanshen, and to constantly cultivate her Yuanshen until her Yuanshen can pick up real objects."

"I see. No wonder the little girl didn't move."

Yinhua thought for a moment and said, "I'll go and see how the little girl cultivates her soul, so she doesn't get herself killed by accident."

The spirit of the weapon is a kind of spiritual body that can see things that the naked eye cannot see. After leaving Youhuang's sea of ​​consciousness, before he could stabilize his body, he felt two opposite forces, one cold and one hot, clashing against each other.

"Am I going to be so intense?"

Yinhua screamed, and then saw Youhuang forming seals with his hands and sending the power of ice and snow towards Zhulong's soul.

After dodging, Zhulong was not willing to be outdone and immediately responded to Youhuang with a ball of flame that seemed to have no temperature. The space that was originally frozen by the power of ice and snow was instantly burned away.

This is not an ordinary flame, but the fire of the demon beast. Once the soul is touched, it will still be burned.

Once the soul is burned, the physical body will also be affected and become extremely weak.

You Huang dodged as quickly as possible and wrapped himself with the power of ice and snow, staying away from the range of the Dan fire.