"Sure enough, it's this kind of thing again!" Jiu Ze stared at the small purple mist in Feng Xiao's palm, "What kind of system are you?"

The tone of the interrogation was very natural, revealing a kind of majesty and calmness that only the giver could have.

Feng Xiao and Huo Qingying glanced at Jiu Ze at the same time.

Shen Yi and Khotan Yun were used to this side of Jiuze, and they were also staring at the purple mist at this time.

"System, what system?" Zi Wu was stared at very uncomfortably, twisting his body and struggling in Feng Xiao's hands, while shouting, "Boy, let go of your ancestor!"

Feng Xiao snorted coldly, and with a flick of his wrist, a wave of electric light slipped out of his fingertips, enveloping the purple mist.

"Ahhhh

"You're not the system?" said Kusawa tentatively.

"What the hell is the system, what is the system?" Zi Wu screamed in pain, and didn't dare not answer Jiuze.

Jiu Ze and Shen Yi glanced at each other.

Feng Xiao looked at the purple mass in his hand, and his eyes deepened a little.

The plague in Jinyang City finally involved the Lingxu clan, although only Jiang Xin showed up the people in the third room of the Jiang family, and the people of the Lingxu clan were also very low-key, but the news quickly spread in the fingertips of the sect, and it also caused a lot of shock.

After the plague incident was fully over, the Huayang Sect and other major sects also went to investigate, but the third room of the Jiang family had already been empty. However, about the plague, the sect still inquired about everything, and even visited the Pei family several times.

But the head of the Pei family never mentioned the "system".

I have never heard others say that there is such a "purple fog".

It seems that this Pei family has to go again.

Feng Xiao put this matter aside for the time being, looked at the formation on the ground in front of him, flipped his palm, pinched the purple mist on his fingertips, and said plainly and gently: "This soul-pulling array doesn't look like that senior's technique, but it contains the cultivation of the predecessor like other formations, what's going on?"

"What's going on, I don't know!" Although the purple mist shrank into a ball, and there was a tendency to shrink smaller and smaller in the circle of electric light, it was still stiff-mouthed.

Jiu Ze could imagine that if this mass of things had a human form, it must have crawled backwards in fear, while stalking his neck and shouting loudly.

Cowardly and stubborn.

Feng Xiao didn't bother to talk nonsense with the purple mist, and as soon as his mind moved, a little spark came out between his two fingers holding the purple mist.

The spark had just touched the outermost mist of the purple mist when it heard the thing scream.

Then there was a burst of laughter, "Come on, kill me!" Your ancestors won't say anything!"

The purple mist was writhing wildly, and it actually took the initiative to move towards the place where the spark was.

With such a resolute attitude, Feng Xiao couldn't help but move his eyebrows.

But then, there was another wail, and the purple mist writhed faster, only this time, it was dodging the sparks at Feng Xiao's fingertips.

"No, no, no, you let me go, I really don't know anything, it hurts me!"

Two emotions and attitudes begin to take turn.

Jiu Ze looked a little funny, this purple mist is still a fog grid split?

"This thing has given rise to a new consciousness. Huo Qingying touched her chin, looked at the purple mist, and suddenly stretched out her index finger and pointed at the purple mist.

"Uncle Nine, ......be cautious" Seeing this, Feng Xiao hurriedly opened his mouth to stop him, but saw that Huo Qingying was already standing on the spot with a blank gaze.

Jiu Ze had never seen this battle, and wanted to ask, but he saw that Feng Xiao was looking at Zi Wu intently, and his always gentle eyes seemed to be full of nervousness.

didn't dare to bother, Jiu Ze took a few steps back, and quietly asked Khotan Yun beside him: "Uncle Jiu, what's wrong?"

Khotan Yun shook his head, "I don't know, I haven't seen this battle." ”

"Uncle Jiu used his divine sense to enter the mist. Shen Yi walked to Jiu Ze's side, looked at Feng Xiao and then at Huo Qingying, "Uncle Jiu should want to completely separate the two consciousnesses in that thing and let the cowardly one prevail." ”

Jiuze and Khotan Yun took a deep breath.

Using divine sense to enter such an unknown thing, the danger is also unknown, no wonder even the senior brother has changed his face.

Shen Yi glanced at Jiuze, then at Feng Xiao and Huo Qingying, and proposed, "We can't help over there, why don't we take a look at this formation first?"

"But this formation, even Senior Brother Feng and Ninth Senior Uncle didn't see the clues. Khotan Yun said.

"It's not that I didn't see the clues," Jiu Ze shook his head, "Different drawing techniques, but they contain the same cultivation, the most reasonable explanation is that this formation was changed on the basis of the original formation, but now on this formation, there is no trace of change at all." ”

"That's right," Shen Yiyi, "I think that this untraceable alteration method is what Senior Brother Feng and Ninth Senior Uncle really want to pursue." ”

"What's the point of pursuing this now?" Khotan Yun was puzzled.

Shen Yi reminded, "Lingshi Yuyang Daojun is a leader in the Mingguang Realm, have you ever heard of anyone in the Mingguang Realm who can modify the formation of the peak power of the refining ruins without a trace?"

Khotan Yun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and suddenly said, "So this formation is a clue to find the person behind the scenes?"

Shen nodded, "Maybe." ”

I don't know why, Shen Yi felt a little uneasy in his heart.

This purple thing, first found someone to pretend to be him, in a delusional attempt to replace him. also cooperated with the head of the Jiang family to kill innocent people.

This time, this thing helped the acid and the beast to make such a formation, and it made waves in Chengdu, but the people suffered.

Jinyang, Chengzhou.

Is there any connection between the two places?

Shen Yi couldn't think of a reason, and he couldn't see the formation in front of him, so his mind was a little messy for a while, so he simply meditated on the spot and ran the exercises to calm himself down.

Khotan Yun stared at the formation for a long time and found nothing, and when he saw that Shen started meditating, he followed suit and sat next to Shen Yi.

The four of them were in a state of concentration, and Jiuze consciously took on the responsibility of vigilance.

After another quarter of an hour, there was movement on Feng Xiao's side.

When Jiu Ze heard the sound, he saw Feng Xiao's expression was serious, his palm was fiery red, and the flame enveloped the purple mist.

I saw that the fog quickly became smaller, twisting and deforming in the firelight, but no sound came out.

Jiu Ze glanced at Huo Qingying, and saw that Huo Qingying still had that expression of wandering in the world, and his heart suddenly became nervous.

The Ninth Master is still in that purple mist!

At the same time, the purple mist in Feng Xiao's hand became shallower and shallower, seeing that the mist had become only the size of a thumb, Feng Xiao raised his right hand and quickly condensed an extremely thin but extremely bright electric light towards the thumb-sized light purple mist.

There was a crack in the mist, facing Huo Qingying's index finger.

The next moment, Huo Qingying's body shook and her eyes rolled a few times.

Seeing this, Feng Xiao quickly stuffed the remaining light purple mist in his hand into a jade screen and looked at Huo Qingying: "Is the ninth senior uncle injured? Why can't I suddenly sense the divine sense of the senior uncle, nor can I tear that mess of things?"

That purple mist obviously dissipated as soon as it burned, why did Fang Cai suddenly become as strong as a magic weapon, not only isolating the fluctuation of the Ninth Master's divine sense, but also blocking his spiritual power attack?

If it weren't for his cultivation of pure fire, I'm afraid it would be difficult to save the Ninth Master Uncle today.

Huo Qingying's face was also very bad, and the sequelae of the pull of his consciousness was that he still felt dizzy.

"I was pulled by a force that seemed to drag me somewhere. ”