Celestial being

Xiying's eyes were full of anxiety, and she couldn't help but glance towards the battlefield down the mountain.

"There is no other way, this is the only way." A look of determination flashed in her eyes, and she raised her hand and waved high into the sky.

I saw a small black pot flying into the air, the lid popped up on its own, and a golden light poured out from it and flew into the center of Yuan Ming's eyebrows.

This golden light was cultivated and refined by a large number of residual souls absorbed by Xiying. It was exactly what Yuan Ming needed at this moment.

It's a pity that this power is just a drop in the bucket for Yuan Ming. He needs more soul power to fill the void of Yan Wu and stabilize the realm of Yan Wu.

And Xiying's purpose in sacrificing the soul-suppressing pot was naturally not just this little bit of soul power.

The next moment, she raised her hand and pointed far away, and the runes on the soul-suppressing pot immediately lit up. A strange beast's head vaguely appeared on the body of the pot, and suddenly it opened its bloody mouth.

Streams of sinister wind emerged from the bloody mouth, issuing bursts of silent roars.

The monks at the foot of the mountain suddenly felt a chill down their spines, and vaguely felt that their souls seemed to be targeted by something strange.

However, this situation did not last long, and the feeling disappeared.

But inside and outside the Changchun Temple, there were suddenly waves of sinister winds blowing up, and the ghosts of those who died in battle, either fearful, cruel, unwilling, or angry, all seemed to be inspired by some kind of spirit, heading towards Chaotianfeng Mountain. The tops scrambled to fly away.

Countless shadows of ghosts, whistling like the wind, merged into the giant mouth of the alien beast on the body of the soul-suppressing pot under the silent inspiration.

The soul-suppressing pot vibrated violently in mid-air, and streams of turbid light spewed out from the mouth of the pot, constantly rushing towards Yuan Ming's eyebrows, all rushing into his sea of ​​consciousness, filling up the bottomless pit-like whirlpool.

As the mixed soul power continued to flow in, Yuan Ming's face gradually became distorted. Without him realizing it, emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, fear, and sadness were played out in a series like a revolving lantern.

Until the end, it settled into a strange expression of half crying and half laughing, half smiling with tears and half crying with squinting eyes.

After a long time, the inside and outside of Changchun Temple, which was originally full of blood and gloomy evil spirits, became clear and clear. All the miserable conditions did not disappear, but the feeling of being full of gloomy evil spirits disappeared.

All this is like a dream.

Tianjizi and other Nascent Soul monks in Changchun Temple were a little uneasy at first, and then found that apart from that, there were no other abnormalities. In addition, Changchun Temple had omitted a Luotian Dajiao. Even if they didn't care about it, there wouldn't be anything here. It has become a corpse-raising place where evil spirits are entrenched.

On the top of the mountain, the sunset guarded quietly in front of Yuan Ming.

After a long time, Yuan Ming slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of chaotic and complicated emotions flashed through his violently trembling pupils.

Xiying's eyes narrowed and her heart suddenly sank.

Yuan Ming closed his eyes, took a deep breath, smiled at Xiying and said:

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

I do not know how long it has been.

Yuan Ming gathered up the power of the soul that escaped when he broke through, and after completely stabilizing his realm, he opened his eyes.

What greeted him was Xiying's flying attack.

"It's great that you're okay..." Xiying hugged Yuan Ming's body with both hands and buried her head on Yuan Ming's shoulder, her voice seemed to be slightly choked.

For her, Yuan Ming's safety is always the most important thing.

Therefore, compared with Yuan Ming's soul's recovery from injuries, breaking through the witchcraft has become an insignificant addition.

If you really like someone, you won't care about his achievements, you will only care about how well he lives.

Yuan Ming felt Xi Ying's emotions, so he gently stroked her back and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Worrying you." He said softly.

The fiery emotions melted into simple words, and the two embraced each other quietly, enjoying the tender time that belonged to them alone.

But after a while, when Xiying's emotions gradually calmed down, she finally realized what she had just done. The surging emotional wave quickly receded, and finally the sand and stone made of shyness were revealed again.

She grabbed Yuan Ming's shoulders, straightened her arms suddenly, and broke away from Yuan Ming's arms. Because her face was already red with embarrassment, she didn't even dare to raise her head to let Yuan Ming see her expression at this time. .

"How does it feel to suddenly...break through the witchcraft?" Xiying changed the topic stiffly, stuttering a bit when speaking.

Yuan Ming smiled and suddenly had the idea to continue teasing him.

But then I thought about it, with Xiying's temperament, if the teasing went too far, she might even make an excuse to help her familiarize herself with the power, and fight with her to hide her shame and anger.

It’s a rare warm scene, so don’t do such a disgraceful thing.

"It's very different from before. It feels like stepping into a new field." So Yuan Ming followed Xi Ying's words and said.

"Well, I also have this feeling. The practice of witchcraft seems to require the absorption of a special power as an auxiliary. Although I don't know what it is for the time being, in this aspect alone, it is different from the previous realm of soul cultivation. "

Xiying couldn't help but feel relieved when she saw that Yuan Ming didn't make fun of her. As the shy mood in her heart calmed down, she raised her head again and returned to her usual appearance.

"Yes, and after the breakthrough, several of my previous magical powers have undergone qualitative changes, such as soul collision. Now it only needs to touch the enemy's body to take effect, instead of having to hit the soul. The same goes for this one."

Yuan Ming felt a little regretful when he saw this, but he didn't show it on his face. While speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and released two soul crows, demonstrating to Xiying the crow's magical power after a breakthrough.

The two soul crows he released opened their mouths at the same time. There was no sound and no sound waves emerged. However, as Yuan Ming pointed forward, a powerful sonic boom suddenly erupted in the void not far away.

"I can now condense the cries of multiple soul crows into one place at the same time, and the power is even more amazing than before." Yuan Ming explained.

"That's pretty good. By the way, where is your new magical power? Tell me about it." Xiying nodded and asked again.

"Reincarnation of Life and Death, as for what type... it should be considered an attack method, but it sounds a bit like a mixture of my previous abilities." Yuan Ming touched his chin and said noncommittally.

"What do you mean?" Xiying became more and more curious.

"Specifically, this new magical power can create an independent space, sealing the enemy's soul inside, and being attacked by crows, soul searching, emotions, nightmares, etc., until the soul collapses and splits into pure His soul power and complete memory are at my disposal." Yuan Ming introduced.

"Come and show it to me?" Xiying became interested and took out a soul from the soul-suppressing pot and handed it to Yuan Ming.

"Except for me, no one else can see what's going on in the space. There's nothing interesting to see." Yuan Ming said this, but he still took over the soul and demonstrated it for Xiying.

He raised his hand and threw the soul out. A black light flashed in his eyes, and a black vortex appeared above the soul out of thin air, sucking the soul directly in.

Later, in order to let Xiying see clearly what was happening in the space created by his magical power, he deliberately used illusions to show what he saw.

In a dark space, the soul thrown out by Yuan Ming stood alone. Before he could realize what was going on, countless sound waves came from all directions and bombarded him.

After a burst of sonic bombardment, a big gray hand suddenly appeared above the soul, forcibly extracting the memory from the soul, reconstructing some of the scenes in the memory using illusions, and throwing the soul into it.

The soul was forced to go through the most unforgettable experiences in his life again. His emotions fluctuated violently and he gradually collapsed from the inside.

The soul that Xiying took out was not of a high level, so before it could fully experience all of Yuan Ming's magical powers, it completely dissipated in the black space and turned into the purest soul power and merged into Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, a blue crystal the size of a little finger suddenly appeared in Yuan Ming's hand. What was recorded in it was the memory of this soul's life.

"When this ability is used, it will consume additional soul power and occupy the soul crow according to the target. Once the soul power is exhausted, the ability will be released on its own. With my current soul power reserve, if I face Wu Yueshen, I may not be able to do it. I can't kill him in one blow. In terms of lethality, it's actually not as good as your magical power." Yuan Ming shook his head, seeming a little dissatisfied.

"Be content. My magical power of witchcraft is originally specialized in attacking, and I have restraint on the evil spirits of the soul. Besides, you have just made a breakthrough. In the future, you will become familiar with the ability. The functions it can play and the scope of its application will be greater than My magical powers are much greater." Xiying rolled her eyes.

Yuan Ming smiled slightly, but did not deny it.

"By the way, Wu Yueshen's storage ring, I'm worried that he left something behind, and I haven't checked it yet. It just so happens that you have made a breakthrough now. If we join forces, we won't be afraid of what trouble he will make again. Do you want to check it now? See?" Xiying said, taking out the storage ring and the faceless stone statue wrapped in soul power.

Yuan Ming naturally had no objection.

The two people immediately released their souls to transform, sealing the surrounding space to ensure that no trace of power could escape, and then unlocked the soul power seal outside the storage ring.

However, their worries seemed to be unnecessary. Wu Yueshen didn't seem to anticipate his defeat at all, nor did he arrange any backup plan in the storage ring.

In other words, there were not many things in the storage ring captured by Xiying.

A few top-quality spiritual stones, a large ball of mud-like spiritual materials, and six soul cultivation techniques, that's all.

"Is this all the Wu Yueshen has?" Yuan Ming was a little surprised.

"Wu Yue Sect has helped collect whatever resources he wants, so why should he bring them with him?" Xiying understood.

"In other words, what he can carry with him must be something extremely important. Leaving aside spiritual stones and techniques, what is this spiritual material?" Yuan Ming asked curiously.

The silt-like spiritual material was dark red all over and was very adhesive. No matter how hard Yuan Ming and the two men pulled it, it would continue to pull.

This spiritual material looks very simple on the outside, and there is no light shrouding it, but once you touch it, you can immediately feel the surging spiritual power stored inside it, which is obviously of high quality.

However, Yuan Ming and the other two studied it for a long time, but could not figure out the specific origin of this thing. They could only put it away temporarily and make plans later.