Jiang Xiaofeng, who closed his eyes tightly, was like facing a great enemy, and all his attention was focused on his sea of knowledge.

In the gray sea of knowledge, a white light was like a galloping meteor, dragging a long tail wing, leaving white marks, just when the soul destroying needle was rampage in the sea of knowledge, Jiang Xiaofeng's head was like being pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows, and the severe pain in his heart made him worse than dead, and he wanted to let people kill him with a punch.

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaofeng still retained a trace of sobriety, he clenched his teeth, his eyes were tightly closed, and he was deeply sunk in his eye sockets, if he didn't think of a way, he would completely lose his life:

"What the hell is this, and why can it directly break through my defenses and enter my sea of consciousness?"

For this kind of attack, Jiang Xiaofeng has never seen or heard of it, why can he directly ignore his defense and go directly to his sea of knowledge:

"If I don't want to come up with a countermeasure, if I continue like this, I'm afraid I'll bleed to death. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng's brain was running rapidly, enduring the intense pain in his heart, carefully observing the white light flying in his mind, and suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he almost shouted in surprise:

"I said how I always felt that this thing gave me a sense of déjà vu, when I used to practice the ancient method, the feeling of ten thousand arrows piercing my heart was exactly the same as the feeling brought by this thing. Could it be that this thing is wrapped in the power of perception? That's why it can directly break through my defenses and attack my sea of consciousness, then it's so simple. ”

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaofeng actually had a feeling of overjoy, although he was not sure, but after all, there was a glimmer of hope in his heart, it was better than dying like this:

"A dead horse is a live horse doctor, that's all there is to it. The realm of ghostly light, the bursting fire, burn it for me!"

He silently recited the ancient method in his heart, and in the gray void, a point of light instantly expanded, like a cluster of burning flames, illuminating the entire void.

The Soul Destroying Needle, which was flying around, was shining with a white light, and suddenly saw this cluster of flames, as if it had spirituality, and immediately stopped, aiming straight at the fire that was burning in the center, and raised the milky white needle tip high as if provocative.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

Jiang Xiaofeng turned his heart sideways, and quickly ran the ancient method, and the ghostly light suddenly lit up again, and the raging flames seemed to burn everything.

With a "bang", the Soul Destroying Needle moved at this time, and its speed was like a meteor in the night sky, rushing straight towards the burning flame in the void, without the slightest fear.

Just as the white soul-destroying needle pierced into the flame, an earth-shattering sound came from Jiang Xiaofeng's sea of consciousness. At this time, Jiang Xiaofeng's head seemed to be crushed, and his face was completely distorted from the pain, and he rolled wildly on the ground.

"Haha, Jiang Xiaofeng, this is the end of your confrontation with our Fang family, what is the taste of this thousand cuts!"

Fang Ziyuan looked up to the sky and laughed, looking indifferently at Jiang Xiaofeng who was rolling on the ground, his heart was full of joy, and the humiliation he suffered just now seemed to have been returned at this moment.

"Brute, you brute, to use such a despicable method, it's a loss of conscience!"

Wan Lao Wei stood on the high platform, covering his face with his hands and unable to suppress the pain in his heart, he didn't expect that now that he had accepted a talented apprentice, would he have to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Fang Bitong and Jiang Xiaoxue saw Jiang Xiaofeng's appearance and completely collapsed, Xiaoxue cried heartbreakingly:

"Brother, brother—"

And the many families on the high platform shook their heads one after another, they didn't expect Fang Wenxing's vein to use such a despicable method for a young man, and secondly, they felt sorry for the current young man, if he was allowed to grow up, his future achievements would be limitless.

Just when everyone sighed, Jiang Xiaofeng on the martial arts stage seemed to have exhausted his strength, and finally lay on his back and did not move:

"Well, it seems that it is no longer possible. An elder of a large family said.

"After all, his cultivation is only the eighth order of soul building, and this soul destroying needle, even if we accidentally get it, it will be difficult to get rid of it, let alone him. The other man shook his head and sighed.

"Fortunately, we didn't ask him to be our family's alchemist at that time, I didn't expect the Fang family to hate him so much, if we really invited him over, we would have completely broken with the Fang family. ”

"Yes, this kid is a thorn in Fang Wenxing's eyes!" A small patriarch of a big family wiped the cold sweat on his head, and couldn't help but regret his original decision.

But at this moment, a subtle voice suddenly came out of Jiang Xiaofeng's mouth, although the voice was not loud, but everyone heard it really:

"Born of the sky, Bao Hong is invisible, congenital and earthly, I don't see its shape, I don't know its name, so it is called the soul. ”

This sentence is derived from the ancient law, and Jiang Xiaofeng read it out at this time, it is precisely the ancient method that is being vigorously operated. And in the sea of his consciousness, the white soul extinguishing needle had completely rushed into the blazing ghostly light.

At first, Jiang Xiaofeng was also taken aback by this Soul Destroying Needle, and he didn't have any experience in fighting with soul power, so he let that Soul Destroying Needle get cheap and actually rushed into his own ghostly light.

But with the operation of Jiang Xiaofeng's soul power, he suddenly discovered that the soul exterminating needle was just a residual soul power, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

If he had had experience in combat, it would be impossible for the Soul Destroying Needle to enter his own glow. At that time, as long as he separated a perceptual power, he could immediately completely shatter this soul destroying needle, but fortunately, he discovered the strangeness in time and reacted.

The Soul Slayer Needle, which was surrounded by a blazing ghostly light, trembled with fear at this time, and the arrogance just now disappeared. It didn't expect that in this ghostly light, there was such a majestic soul power, and the residual soul power it carried, like a residual candle swaying in the wind, was completely hopeless.

"Disappear for me!"

The ghostly light was great, the fire was even more violent, and the remaining soul power on the soul extinguishing needle seemed to emit a ghost crying wolf howl. Under the scorching flames, the power of the remnant soul could no longer withstand it and completely disappeared.

At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away from Yunzhou County, there is a majestic and magnificent hall. The main hall is resplendent in gold, and all kinds of high-level spiritual treasures are inlaid on the walls of the main hall, shining with brilliant brilliance.

On the top of the main hall, there was a middle-aged man with a handsome face, but his hair was already extremely gray, and with every breath he had, a huge spiritual pressure was exuded.

Under the main hall, there are three futons, and there are three teenagers sitting on them, all of whom are dressed in brocade and jade belts, and have a graceful demeanor. The three of them, like the handsome middle-aged man on the stage, all closed their eyes slightly, and their bodies rhythmically swallowed the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Just after the Soul Destroying Needle was completely strangled by Jiang Xiaofeng's ghostly fire, the handsome middle-aged man above the main hall suddenly opened his eyes as if he had sensed something.

Those eyes, like sapphires inlaid in the bright starry sky, shimmered with a little starry cold light, as if they could penetrate the void and carry endless coercion.

Suddenly, the cold in the hall was pervasive, like falling into an ice cellar, and the three teenagers in the audience hurriedly opened their eyes in panic and stared at the people on the stage tightly, slightly frightened and supremely respectful, not daring to have the slightest carelessness and neglect.