"Tell me, how the hell did you do it?" After laughing, Zhang Ning looked at Qin Yi coldly, his eyes were cold and bloodthirsty like never before.

Qin Yi moved, adjusted to a comfortable angle, closed his eyes, and ignored Zhang Ning.

Mo Qi couldn't help but kick him, "Eh, what are you dragging?"

Zhang Ning slowly closed his eyes, a cyan dragon shadow appeared behind him, and his body slowly turned into a teenager. A cyan mark loomed in the center of his eyebrows, and he suddenly turned into a path of light and jumped into Qin Yi's eyebrows.

"Huh?" Qin Yi was caught off guard by Zhang Ning into the sea of knowledge, and his mouth screamed from time to time!

Zhang Ning was slowly looking for that Qin Yi in the sea of stones, the sea was gray, and there were a lot of soul bodies, but he didn't know which one was the one he was looking for.

Zhang Ning guessed that Qin Yi might have been swallowed into the sea of knowledge by this Vermilion Bird and couldn't get out for the time being. Zhang Ning walked slowly, and suddenly flew towards Zhang Ning in a red dress.

Zhang Ning stepped back and stabbed it out with a shocking hong, but he stabbed it in the air. In the distance, a man was tied to the altar, surrounded by spirits and red silk everywhere.

Zhang Ning hid his breath and slowly paced towards the soul body, Zhang Ning knew that the soul body in this place was different from the past, it was guided by spiritual sense, and it was aggressive.

The man tied to the altar, his long messy hair covering his face, was dripping blood in this world full of souls. He wore only a coat on his body, and the thin wind could blow it down.

Zhang Ning's heart sank, there will be people in this place... The soul body slowly kept approaching him, wanting the blood and spiritual sense in his body to boost his soul power.

The man kept shaking his head, as if he was facing Zhang Ning. He slowly raised his head, looked at Zhang Ning, then smiled lightly, shook his head, and stopped moving.

Zhang Ning took out Jinghong and wanted to fight to the death with these soul bodies, but he didn't expect that as soon as Jinghong touched these soul bodies, he slowly and continuously trembled and flew out.

Those souls were frightened, and they all slowly gathered towards Zhang Ning, saying something inarticulately. Zhang Ning wanted to summon the green dragon, but found that this place could not use spiritual power.

Outside, Qin Yi's constant struggle made Mo Qi a little worried. This kind of thing that hurts the enemy by 1,000 and damages himself by 800 can only be done by Zhang Ning. Once you enter the sea of knowledge, don't even think about spiritual power or anything.

Mo Qi's fragmented thoughts could not reach Zhang Ning's ears at all. Zhang Ning watched the soul body getting closer and closer, so he had the idea of using a blood spell and gambling with them with the essence blood of his body. Just as Zhang Ning was about to open his hand, Zhang Ning's body began to slowly fade, and finally he saw the person not far away raise his head and smile at him.

"Qin Yi. Zhang Ning was still reading his name before he passed out. "That person is him. I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep. Zhang Ning fainted unconsciously.

"Zhang Ning Zhang Ning, get up!!" Mo Qi looked at his friend and was really helpless, and inexplicably found him sleeping in the guest room, and he didn't say a word.

The noisy voice made Zhang Ning very uncomfortable, "Don't make noise." Zhang Ning struck with a spiritual power, and a miserable scream made Zhang Ning get up violently. "Moqi. ”

"Yes!" Mo Qi rubbed his head and responded helplessly. Slowly approaching Zhang Ning, Zhang Ning slowly retreated. "You... What do you want to do?"

Mo Qi obeyed him and lay on Zhang Ning's bed nearby, "Sleep, I haven't slept for a few days." ”

"What about Qin Yi?" Zhang Ning was worried, he fainted inexplicably, what about Qin Yi.

"What Qin Yi, it's always just us!" Mo Qi thought that Zhang Ning was in a daze, and one more person came out.

"Then how did I get here?" Zhang Ning still wanted to ask, but when he ushered in a thunderous cry, Mo Qi had already fallen asleep, and no one answered his question.