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Chapter 2421 Soul Talisman

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    "Huh~" Seeing the dark green fireball sinking into the female cultivator's forehead, the female cultivator's face immediately showed extreme pain, her facial features were all distorted, and even turned black and blue!

    In Feng Qing's eyes, only lingering fear flashed for a moment, followed by a flash of blush. She knew in her heart that this soul talisman was refining the soul in the female cultivator's Niwan Palace, and the feeling of pain was absolutely beyond the reach of the living.  Feeling, waiting until her soul is drawn out by the soul talisman, the life of this female cultivator will come to an end!  No rebirth, no reincarnation, no future

    "Hehe" All of a sudden, the female cultivator stretched her limbs, and a huge force emerged from her body, and the light of the sword that restrained her broke off inch by inch, and the light blue brilliance suddenly turned into fluorescent lights and scattered in all directions.  fly!

    "Senior Yu" When Zhong Ming saw this, although she was shocked on her face, surprise flashed in her eyes. She knew that this was the soul talisman at the end of refining the soul, which stimulated the potential of the female cultivator's yin water attribute and rushed into the soul.  , this kind of potential is exactly what is needed to refine the sword spirit in the green skin gourd!

    "Hmm~" Yuming replied indifferently, his arms shook suddenly, but he saw two wings about ten feet long growing from his back, and the light blue mixed with this white fluorescent light came from him.  Born from the feathers of the wings!

    "Gah~" Yuming's voice turned into a bird's song, and his wings fluttered a few times, and the light flew out from between his wings

    A ray of light flew in mid-air like a thorn, the brilliance flickered, and the light blue color became more and more intense, and when it flew in front of the nun whose limbs were twisting violently, it had become a sharp thorn more than an inch long!

    "Puff~" It was almost the same sound, all the sharp thorns pierced into the nun's body at the same time, and the nun immediately stopped still, as if frozen in mid-air!

    "Junior Sister Feng!" Zhong Mingming ordered again, and an ice thorn rushed out of Feng Qing's flying sword again, this time piercing directly into the female cultivator's heart!

    "Get up~~" Zhong Mingming's face showed a kind of solemnity, and with a pinch of the sword formula in his hand, the dark green fireball actually shot out from the female cultivator's sky cover!  I saw that the fireball at this time was blood-red, and its shape was constantly changing. Inside, a soul in the shape of a female cultivator seemed to be tearing apart, trying to escape

    "Go~" Zhong Ming pointed his finger, and his figure was also slowly flying, and the fireball obediently rushed to the green leather gourd that was constantly bulging

    Seeing that the fireball was about to sink into the suction of the green leather gourd, Zhong Mingming's face showed a trace of relief, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred, but there was a slight "pop" on the fireball, as if  It was as if the blister had burst, and a blood-colored shadow emerged from the fireball!

    "Senior Yu help me!!!" Zhong Ming's face was startled, a blush rushed into his eyes, and he shouted anxiously.

    "Ga~" Yuming had prepared it long ago, and just as Zhong Ming called out, his wings flapped and flew close to the green leather gourd, and the blue and white light between the wings stretched out.  , it is the bloody shadow piercing towards the fireball!

    "Ah~~" With a heart-piercing scream, the blood shadow was imprisoned by the light on the edge of the fireball and could not fly out.  As soon as he entered, the blood shadow's screams became longer and longer, like falling into a bottomless abyss!

    However, the green-skinned gourd suddenly became still again, no longer swaying, and the fluctuations also disappeared, but the suction from the gourd increased greatly, and a huge amount of light blue brilliance rushed into it!

    "Thank you, Senior Yu!" Zhong Ming's panic did not go away, and he bowed to salute.

    "Hehe, it's okay, you can't wait for the first-grade realm of the phantom sword, the monks like Blood Sacrifice are a bit embarrassedthere is the last one on the left and right, let's take a rest!" Yu Ming nodded slightly, turned around and flew to a high place again!

    "Yes, this junior understands!" Zhong Ming smiled wryly, looked at Feng Qing, and the two returned to their original places, closing their eyes and resting.  Zhong Mingming is also unwilling to do so, but at this time, Jianxiu and Daozong are fighting fiercely, and there are indeed not many disciples who can be transferred, and there are even fewer flying swords that are practicing cold and yin.  A disciple of the second grade of Huanjian is the best here, but there is no way, now only rely on her and Feng Qing.

    However, fortunately, there is also an unpredictable senior Yu Mingyu here. Although it seems that he is only at the second level of the Phantom Sword, she has been instructed by Zhong Haoxuan and knows that this person is a Qinxiu with a history.  It is comparable to the detected realm!

    "Senior Brother Zhong and the others should come here, right?" Zhong Mingming knew that the two of them were a bit stretched, the blood sacrifice was too long, Zhong Haoxuan and the others must have been much faster, and they should have finished by now, "I'm afraid they are on their way here!  "

    Another half an hour passed, and there was no trace of Zhong Haoxuan and others, and the green-skinned gourd began to sway for the last time!

    Seeing the splendor of the green gourd circle aroundZhong Mingming opened her eyes with a wry smile, her sword friends were still abundant, but she did not rely solely on her sword friends to sacrifice the soul talisman, but also a secret technique of Ming Jianzong, which was performed six times in succession today.  This time, she herself felt a little tired deep in her soul, as if after several bumps in reincarnation, the broken car of her soul couldn't run anymore!

    "The last time~" Zhong Ming thought to himself, then gritted his teeth, glanced at Feng Qing, and said with a smile, "Junior Sister Feng, this is the last time! I'll be done in no time!"

    "Exactly, it's all thanks to the strength of my senior sister!" Feng Qing was also a little happy, she knew that this time the great achievement was accomplished, and that she had made a great contribution, and Ming Jianzong's reward would definitely be no less.

    After Zhong Ming saluted Yu Ming tomorrow, Yu Ming frowned and said, "Little friend Zhong, do you want to rest for a while?"

    "Don't hide it from senior Yu." Zhong Ming didn't hide anything, "Take a short rest, it's no different from resting for half a day, unless you can let the junior rest for seven days!"

    "Hehe" Yuming nodded, looked at a small hole in the distance again, and said strangely, "Supposedly, Zhong Haoxuan and the others should come here too!"

    "Perhaps Senior Brother Zhong is waiting for me to meet again!" Feng Qing said with a smile, "After all, this place is not suitable for the flying swords of the three senior brothers!"

    "Well, maybe!" Yu Ming felt a little subtle in his heart.

    Immediately afterwards, Zhong tomorrow sacrificed the soul talisman again, and at the same time as the fireball of the soul talisman was born, Zhong Mingming's figure shook slightly, and even a layer of bruise flashed across his face.

    "Junior Sister Feng" Zhong Mingming yelled, Feng Qing understood, grabbed her hand, and Xiao Mao's body was lifted into the air, just when Feng Qing was about to urge her flying sword, she suddenly heard a cry of rain  Dunju: "Who?"

    Feng Qing froze for a moment, turned her head to look at Yuming, but saw that Yuming's eyes were looking at the entrance of the cave, and a strange expression flashed in her eyes.

    However, Feng Qing looked at the entrance of the cave again, it was still calm, and there was no movement at all.

    At this moment, Xiao Mao, who had been sluggish before, suddenly had a violent brilliance flashing all over his body, and the light of the sword that restrained him also broke inch by inch

    "Huh~" Yu Ming snorted coldly, and with a sway of his body, he came to Xiao Mao's body, his wings fluttered, and countless hairs shot out, surrounding Xiao Mao in groups.  Xiao Mao was imprisoned to death by force, no matter how much Xiao Mao struggled, it was useless!

    "Junior Sister Feng~" There was a hint of anger in Zhong Mingming's roar!

    "Yes~" Feng Qing didn't dare to be distracted anymore, her foot trembled, and a slender flying sword like an ice thorn flashed out, directly stabbing between Xiao Mao's angry eyes

    However, just as Feijian stabbed out, a strange thing happened, a strong imprisoning force descended from the sky, freezing Feijian instantly!

    "Who are you?" Feng Qing was baffled, and wanted to activate Jian Guang again, when Yu Ming looked at her back in astonishment and said angrily.

    Feng Qing was startled, her figure flew involuntarily, and while dodging, her eyes swept away!  This sweep is not a big deal, but I saw a young monk dressed in Yu Lei Zong, who was only about a foot behind her, with his slender eyes slanted upwards, and there was an unspeakable feeling.  Murderous intent emerges from those eyes!

    Moreover, just as Feng Qing turned her head, the cultivator rubbed her hands, and a thick lightning appeared out of thin air, hitting her forehead!

    All of a sudden, an unstoppable rumor grew in her mind, "Fear the terrifying phoenix?"

    Yes, there are three characteristics of the terrifying phoenix, one is the huge phoenix body, the other is the slanted phoenix eyes, and the third is the skilled lightning control technique.  This was something that the other Yu Leizong disciples she met had never had before. Although the Yu Leizong cultivator in front of her did not show the Phoenix Dharma Body, Feng Qing had already shouted out with lingering fear!

    "Terrorist Phoenix?" Yu Ming was also shocked, and immediately thought of Ling Yunwu, but Xiao Hua ignored him at all, as if he didn't know Xiao Mao, and didn't want Xiao Mao to look at him!  The thunder in the palm, which was several times thicker than that of ordinary monks, hit Feng Qing with one and Zhong Mingming with the other.

    Poor Zhong Mingming was trying his best to support the soul talisman. Seeing the huge thunder coming, he hurriedly urged the flying sword to meet the enemy, but the incomparable exhaustion in the soul surged in his heart, and the smooth sword was stagnant.  The sky-blue sword light like snow bamboo was slowed down a bit, and the thunder light hit her just because of this negligence. This was the result of Zhong Mingming's efforts to avoid it, and the lightning in the palm only hit her vest!  But, is there any difference between hitting the vest and hitting the forehead?  But seeing the sky blue sword light flickering all over Zhong Mingming's body, it was instantly annihilated, and a blood hole the size of a bowl appeared in her vest!

    "Ah~" Zhong Ming just screamed and fell from mid-air. She fell into the air, but the fireball of the Soul Talisman lost control again, and suddenly swelled up, even making a strange sound of howling ghosts and wolves!  The sound resounded throughout the space, probably the souls of many people!

    "Escape!" Seeing that Zhong Ming would be killed with only one face-to-face, Feng Qing was even more frightened, the flying sword flew out suddenly, turning into thousands of ice thorns and rushing towards Xiao Hua's palm thunder!  It's a pity that although these ice thorns are powerful, the thunder in Xiao Hua's palm is even more surging, the thunder light pours down like a waterfall, and the thousands of ice thorns are just like grass in the water, floating around!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)It was half-empty, but the fireball of the Soul Talisman lost control again, and suddenly swelled up, and even made a strange sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves!  The sound resounded throughout the space, probably the souls of many people!

    "Escape!" Seeing that Zhong Ming would be killed with only one face-to-face, Feng Qing was even more frightened, the flying sword flew out suddenly, turning into thousands of ice thorns and rushing towards Xiao Hua's palm thunder!  It's a pity that although these ice thorns are powerful, the thunder in Xiao Hua's palm is even more surging, the thunder light pours down like a waterfall, and the thousands of ice thorns are just like grass in the water, floating around!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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