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Those trembling feelings, as soon as they came out, made their hearts and minds receive an absolute traction.

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In an instant, their hearts, all at the same time, became shattered, and the shattering of their hearts made their faces pale.

Let their eyes become blurred, let them see the light of the future, and let their bodies become fragmented.

Despite this, the three of them are still there gritting their teeth and supporting themselves.

After doing their best, they are maintaining their cultivation, maintaining their soul, with their current cultivation, as long as the soul is still there, then even if everything is destroyed, then there is still hope and opportunity to start again.

But if the soul is gone.

Then no matter how powerful the cultivation is, it must be powerless to return to the heavens, because the soul is the foundation of any life in this heaven and earth.

As long as the soul is gone, then everything will be lost with the disappearance of the soul.

As long as the soul is there, then there is still hope for everything.

Only, with that deep space. The pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and the pressure on them is also getting a lot greater.

The soul floating in their heads also became shaky.

The feeling of shaking is extremely heavy.

It's hard to say.

It's just that as the shaky arc becomes larger and larger, the fluctuations of this soul also become wider, and everything above that soul becomes even more turbulent.

However, no matter how turbulent it is, it is no longer effective.

Because of this soul, it has been absolutely expelled by that mysterious power.

This kind of eviction also caused their bodies to collapse.

In the middle of breathing, the bodies of the monks of the sixth layer of the three lords were all shattered, and after that, the souls above their heads became lonely.

Without the support of the body, and without the power of cultivation, as a shackle, this soul seems to have become an ownerless thing.

At this moment, the face in the soul had become extremely frightened, becoming even whiter, and making people feel a sense of trembling.

When all these phenomena appeared one after another, in the sky, there continued to be a vast, but intermittent voice mixed with the intention of death was conveyed.

"The soul comes. ”

"The soul comes. ”

"The soul comes. ”

"Give me back. ”

“……”

As soon as the sound spread, all the places in this heaven and earth trembled.

The three lonely souls floated up directly.

These floating souls, like ghosts, keep going up to the empty space.

And when these souls went towards the sky, the faces in these souls all became struggling.

The struggles of these faces also represent the desperation of the three monks.

The soul is their last reliance.

If, at this moment, the soul dies and dissipates, or is devoured, then the countless years of cultivation in front of them are all destroyed, all of them have turned into nothingness, all of them have become lonely, and all of them have disappeared.

However, at this time, no matter how much these monks struggled, no matter how frightened they were.

The soul, still as before, went towards the sky.

As soon as he arrived, he left a lonely unwilling voice here.

"Why. ”

"Why. ”

"Why. ”

These voices came out of the bodies of these three souls, and the breath of those three souls completely dissipated in this heaven and earth.

When the soul dies, it is like a lamp going out, and their body, life, longevity, cultivation, strength, and everything else is all naturalized into nothingness.

When all of this disappears like this, there is only one figure in this heaven and earth.

And this figure is Ye Feng.

At this moment, Ye Feng's body was already covered with blood, and his eyes were also shrunk together.

That gloomy gaze, looking ahead, there were countless killing machines condensed, and when these killing machines, after all appeared, they made the starry sky here tremble.

The blood in his body, like droplets of water, gushed out frantically, and the soul in the depths of his mind was also suppressed and expelled by a strong force.

This feeling of repression and expulsion has become greater and heavier with the passage of time.

Even his body is already on the verge of collapse.

When this trend dispersed, Ye Feng's body underwent earth-shaking changes.

His face was hideous, his teeth were gritted, and his brows were also deeply wrinkled, and everything on his face became more fierce and cold.

At this moment, Ye Feng is facing the same crisis as before.

Because of the weight of these crises, Ye Feng really didn't dare to have any slackness, let alone a trace of carelessness.

Because he knew very well that if the soul was scattered, if the soul was really expelled, then he would surely die here.

And everything he has done before, everything he has cultivated in the previous years, will also become the wedding dress of others.

All these things made Ye Feng very unwilling.

also made Ye Feng dare not have any snubbing at all.

When the pressure of majesty and the sense of expulsion became bigger and bigger, a bright light flashed in Ye Feng's mind.

"Cultivation is lower than me, never want to get out of here alive, you want me to die, then I will let you die, I will die with you, let you be buried with me. ”

Shortly before the cardinal monk died, the words he shouted were completely resounding in Ye Feng's mind at this time.

When these words spread, Ye Feng's head was buzzing, and his heart was ruthless, and a somewhat not very good thought appeared quickly.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he muttered in a low voice.

"Since my cultivation, I have experienced countless points of life and death, and there are countless gains and losses, and if I want to die, unless I am willing, no matter who I am, they will not be able to deprive me of my life. ”

"My soul is my foundation, I don't care if you are a dead soul or who, you are not qualified to deprive me of my soul, if you want to deprive it, even if you fight with me, either you will be scattered or I will die. ”