Messing with his own male protagonist

Xuan Zifang turned his head slightly, and saw the beautiful snow-white sword pointing straight at him. Countless fine snowflakes fell from the sky and fell on the ground in a thin layer. The familiar sword shot out before it touched his skin. The mammoth sword intent pierced forward with a light blue sharp sword intent, piercing through his left chest, only an inch away from his heart.

One drop, two drops, three drops... Several petals of blood-colored Luohong were stained on the snow-white ground.

And it was Yu Chuchen with a nervous expression who rushed over to stand in front of him regardless of everything.

In the blink of an eye, Xuan Zifang was just a little puzzled.

...How did things become like this?

Originally thought that Yu Chuchen was a spy of the Seven Killers, but when Yu Chuchen stopped him, he clearly saw from the other person's face that he was not worried about the failure of the mission, but worried about his own life.But at that time, Xuan Zifang didn't listen to the other party's advice. He only wanted to do his part at the destroyed barrier, to see if he could repair the one-two-point restriction, and prevent the Fumo Well from falling into the hands of those who want to.

But, but, but but!

When Xuan Zifang was able to use his spiritual power completely, the originally invisible and colorless restrictions seemed to have sensed something. All the restrictions were emitting golden brilliance, and the golden brilliance in the sky showed the positions of all the restrictions. And runes, a string of Taoist characters gradually became clear as if they emerged from the water, magnificent and imposing.

Xuan Zifang was in great pain, because his footsteps suddenly exposed the location and runes of the restriction. He could almost feel the real death sight of Master Qingya, and his uncle's dark face, but these were not enough. What kind of.The most painful thing is that the soul pull in his body broke through the suppression created by Su Ji and his efforts like a ignited bomb, and fought against the coercion emanating from the restriction!

I don't know what it is made of, but it is very powerful. Under the automatic attack of dozens of restrictions, it can still be strong when it is strong, as if there is no bottom line.

But this is a pain for Xuan Zifang, this time his body can't even move, the spiritual power of his whole body is squeezed out by the pulling soul, and his body is regarded as a gathering spirit array, with Xuan Zifang's center All the aura within a radius of several feet was absorbed into his body by the soul-drawing, and the meridians were washed over and over again by the torrential aura, which was already overloaded.

If this continues... all his meridians will be scrapped!

Xuan Zifang had to still have the strength to grit his teeth, otherwise he would really be a useless person if he lost his physical strength when all his meridians were damaged.

Xuan Zifang patiently used his spiritual consciousness to look inside carefully, enduring the pressure brought about by the collision of Yinhunyin and Fumojing's prohibition, and also endured the pain of being drained of spiritual power and washing of meridians.Perhaps people can really explode their potential in adversity. Xuan Zifang finally discovered the time difference between the intake and release of spiritual power under patient observation. Before the moment of release, I recited a very short and very short Qingxin mantra.

The Purifying Mantra will not cause much damage to evil spirits of this level, but it is enough to interrupt the movement of the soul. Even if it is a little time, it is also valuable.Xuan Zifang cherished this rare and precious time very much. Taking the opportunity to consume the meridians and continue to transform the spiritual energy outside the body, Zhihai reshaped a Taoist character, and embedded that character into one of them at a speed rarely seen in his life. In the midst of the ban...

Xuan Zifang's plan was correct, and the calculation was successful, but when the character was embedded in the restraining chain, an unexpected change occurred.

The moment the character merged into the golden brilliance of the restriction, the restriction seemed to have been impacted, and it completely collapsed into pieces from beginning to end!

Xuan Zifang opened his mouth, he didn't dare to try again, if he repaired a broken piece, wouldn't it be a waste of help?

However, why his idea is correct, but the effect is completely opposite?

Pull the soul!

It must be that sinister and cunning soul guide!

Xuan Zifang resentfully endured the pain of being dragged to absorb the aura forcibly again, but he thought again, if it was caused by the dragged soul, why didn't it destroy it with Taoist characters in the first place?Using huge spiritual power to fight against the coercion of the ban like this can only cause restraint, and there is no one-shot damage to the ban itself. It can cause damage to a few characters at most, but it is impossible to do like a Nascent Soul cultivator. easy.What's more, Xuan Zifang's body can only be completed by establishing the foundation, and all the spiritual power he can transform has been used by the soul guide. The pure spiritual power has not yet been refined, and its purity is hovering between foundation building and Qi refining...

Thinking of the Jun Zhaoyu and Situ Hong I saw on Chixiao Peak before, their cultivation seemed to have dropped a level, and now Xuan Zifang seemed to understand something.

That's all for the matter of cultivation, what puzzled Xuan Zifang most at the moment was why he couldn't fix the restriction.

"Hmm!" Xuan Zifang's throat felt sweet, his meridians were so fragile that he couldn't hold on for long, even though he could not completely control his body, he could mobilize his spiritual power. The sequelae brought about by this crazy mobilization were very serious. Big one, and he's almost at the end of his battle.

Yu Chuchen was knocked aside by Xuan Zifang's palm, and Xuan Zifang was in so much pain that he couldn't walk a step, otherwise, he really wanted to grab Yu Chuchen and ask what was going on.Did Yu Chuchen prevent him from entering because of the destruction of the chain of restriction? Is this the plan of the ancestor of Guitao, or is it related to himself?

Xuan Zifang racked his brains, but still couldn't come to a conclusion, so he could only reluctantly interrupt his meridians.

If you don't move, you move, and if you move, you don't move. Since Yaohunyin has used his meridians, then cut off the arm of Yaohunyin, so that he can't mobilize his spiritual power. Anyway, his meridians will be scrapped.

Cutting off the meridian, what a great sentiment this is!

The moment he fell down, Xuan Zifang admired himself a little, and said silently in his heart: Uncle Master, seeing my dedication to the organization, can you squeeze me less in the future?

Yuanhunyin also seemed to feel the tragedy of Xuan Zifang, and became much quieter. He didn't continue mobilizing his spiritual power crazily, but just stayed quietly in Xuan Zifang's body.

It's a pity that Xuan Zifang's plan still went a little wrong. As long as the soul guide is still there, his body can only be trampled like a rag doll... The dark evil thing in his body suddenly turned into a A thin black silk thread connected Xuan Zifang's disconnected meridians.

Nima!Can even self-broken meridians be repaired! ?

The process of breaking the meridian is very painful, the process of connecting the meridian is even more painful, and it is even more painful to work again on the fragile meridian that has been broken and then connected again!It was impossible for Xuan Zifang to be numb from the pain, anyway, he was unable to complain about the pain every time.

However, the Yinhunyin is only a little bit, and it consumes a lot to connect Xuan Zifang's meridians, and the hazy black shell melts away. Xuanzifang finally sees what the Yinhunyin is.It's a bit like a sea urchin. After stripping off the thorny thing on the outside, there is only an egg-shaped thing left. That thing is probably the core of the soul-drawing. Xuan Zifang wanted to destroy it with spiritual power, but the purity of his spiritual power was greatly improved. Descending with all the effort can only cause a scratch or two on it.

Another advantage is that he can already use part of his spiritual power by himself, although most of his spiritual power is still under the control of the soul guide.

Xuan Zifang is very unwilling, his body has actually become a weapon for others to attack the supreme sect, he must get back this face!

Although he doesn't have much spiritual power, he has an advantage. He can use his dantian to refine the spiritual energy absorbed from the outside to improve the purity of spiritual power.The higher the purity of spiritual power, even a little bit, it can suppress the spiritual power of low quality.Xuan Zifang took a fancy to this point and tried his best to use his own spiritual power to collide with the spiritual power of Yaohunyin. Coupled with the help of the restraint of Fumojing, it should be able to deal a blow to Yaohunyin.

In the end, Xuan Zifang's idea was still correct, but the effect was still not good.

When that spiritual power was just released, it indeed suppressed another spiritual power that sprang out from his body and was controlled by the pulling soul. It's coming together!

So a sad thing happened, cracks appeared in all the restrictions that had fused Xuan Zifang's spiritual power.

Of the remaining dozens of restrictions, almost none were not affected by Xuan Zifang's spiritual power.

With a bang, golden debris fell from the sky like drizzle. Xuan Zifang stretched out his hand blankly, but there was nothing in his palm.

The few people who were fighting in the back mountain were also paying attention to Fumojing all the time. Seeing this scene, everyone's movements paused, and surprise appeared in their eyes.The old ancestor of Guitao laughed loudly: "Qingya, Qingya, you didn't think of it!"

Master Qingya glanced lightly at Xuan Zifang who was still in a daze, exhaled heavily, and took out a magic weapon from the magic weapon bag, his expression unrelenting: "Yeah, I really didn't think of it, and you didn't think of it either." Bar."

Then, Su Ji's Feng Xuejian stood in front of Xuan Zi.

Xuan Zifang looked at the transparent white sword calmly, with only a wry smile on his face.

What can he say, he has nothing to do with Moxiu?It doesn't matter, can these restrictions be resolved at once?Didn't you see that the destructive power of pulling souls is not as strong as yourself?What went wrong?

Xuan Zifang's mind was in a mess, and when he came back to his senses, he saw his own blood dripping on the ground, staining the ground at his feet red.Xuan Zifang raised his eyes, and saw the sadness and despair in Su Ji's eyes, and there were so many emotions in Su Ji's eyes, which was always calm, which made Xuan Zifang a little surprised and a little comforted.At least Xuan Zifang understood how painful Su Ji was, no matter how painful he was, he had to do this.

In any case, what he did was regarded as an act of betrayal in the eyes of others. Even he himself didn't know why, so how could he justify it?

"Brother, let's go!" Yu Chuchen stood in front of Xuan Zifang.

Xuan Zifang thought it was ridiculous, he didn't have deep feelings for this junior, and even had more doubts and suspicions than that little brother's friendship, but at this time, he would stop in front of Su Ji, trying to delay for him time.His white robe was stained by Xuan Zifang's slap on the ground, but his delicate face was still as beautiful as before.

Behind him was the Fumo Well, where the demonic energy was getting heavier and heavier. The daytime turned into a dark scene, and the breath was full of strong demonic energy.

True magic.

The sense of destruction that can annihilate the beauty of all living beings shakes everyone. If the Lingtai cannot keep its clarity, it will only be tainted and swallowed by the devilish energy, and it will become a walking dead ever since.

Xuan Zifang felt that he might have been invaded by demon energy. At that moment, he had many, many choices, but he didn't know why he made the stupidest decision.

His body moved, then he turned and ran towards the demon well.

When the dantian was in severe pain, a small white fluffy thing got into his arms, Xuan Zifang laughed: "Hey, I haven't seen you for so long, why is little Ao Chi still so small?" He had a companion when he detonated his dantian, so he deserved to die...