Soon, the spherical black thing really moved.

The two of them took a few steps back in unison, this black thing didn't know what it was, and even the golden flames that could extinguish the Demon Yan couldn't kill them, so it was very difficult.

The black balls gathered together, and soon a new human form was condensed, and the human form gradually became fine, and finally turned into a woman with a thousand postures.

The woman held a simple staff in her hand, which was not inlaid with any ornate ornaments, but the quaint texture did not look like an ordinary magic weapon.

"Could this be the founder of Fagong?" Hae Shijun whispered to himself.

First the founder of Ligong, then the founder of Qigong, and now the founder of Fagong, these black things seem to want to convey something.

The woman raised the staff in her hand high, and then her body floated, and there was a trace of electric light from the staff, but the woman's eyes were locked on the two people.

"Be careful!" Hae Shijun commanded, and then quickly condensed a layer of shield around his body that could protect the two of them.

The center of the woman's staff condensed stronger and stronger electric light, and suddenly, with a slight wave of her hand holding the staff, the electric light flew out in the direction of the two of them.

"Wow"

The electric light pierced through Hae Sejun's shield and hit him.

"Hmm!" muffled ~ snorted, Hai Shijun's face was a little pale, and tight fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Joon!"

Mu Yuqing exclaimed in surprise, she left Hai Shijun's shield and flew in the direction of the woman.

The same golden flame came out, but before the flame could fall on the woman's body, a layer of shield was condensed around the woman's body, which actually blocked Mu Yuqing's flames from her body.

Frowning, Mu Yuqing knew that this woman was probably the most difficult to deal with among the three.

As soon as her mind moved, dozens of shadow needles appeared in her hands~

This needle is an ancient artifact left behind by the true gods, and can penetrate any object, not even a shield.

Dozens of shadow needles flew towards the woman's body together, and it penetrated her shield smoothly, but when dozens of shadow needles penetrated her body, the woman did not react, and her magic weapon still did not stop, launching a more fierce attack on Hai Shijun.

Seeing that the Xuanying Needle didn't work, Mu Yuqing couldn't control it so much, she gave up the attack with the Xuanying Needle and the golden flame, and used the power of the bloodline to condense two extremely sharp long swords.

Flying forward, she intends to deal with the woman who is casting the spell at close range.

However, before the tips of the two long swords reached the woman's approach, the electricity in the magic weapon suddenly turned, and it was immediately transferred from Hai Shijun's body to Mu Yuqing's body.

The piercing pain hit her back, and Mu Yuqing's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, and her face was as pale as paper.

Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, and Mu Yuqing seemed to be able to relieve the pain only by clenching her fists tightly.

Although mortals practice these three exercises, but none of them can achieve such strength, from the moment they reach the early stage of the spirit immortal, no one has ever taken the mortal exercises in their eyes, they can easily crush mortals with only internal force and coercion, but who would have thought that the same exercises are put in the hands of different people, and the power is so huge.

Mu Yuqing couldn't even use the strength to condense the shield, the current was like a needle prick stimulating her limbs, she felt that all the internal force in her body was like a runaway carriage rampage, this feeling made her very uncomfortable, if it continued, it was very likely that her internal force would get out of control and fall into a state of madness.

Just when she thought she was about to lose it, a warm palm held her shoulder, and the tingling sensation on her body instantly alleviated a lot.

Mu Yuqing turned her head to look and found that Hai Shijun had blocked the current for her.

Shocked, she wanted to turn around and push Hae Se-jun away.

The two of them couldn't just defend like this all the time, they had to find a way to get close to the woman.

However, when she turned around, she froze.

Hae Sejun's expression was very calm and numb, and there was not even a trace of brilliance in his eyes.

He stiffly supported his body with his arms, and at such a close distance, Mu Yuqing couldn't even feel a trace of breath.

"Joon..."

There was a tingling in her heart, was she going to lose him again this time?

Suddenly.

An earth-shattering dragon roar rang out from behind Hai Shijun.

This loud voice pulled Mu Yuqing's thoughts back as well.

Looking at Hai Shijun's back with some numbness, Mu Yuqing's eyes instantly turned red.

Behind Hai Shijun's flesh~ body, Hai Shijun's soul stood proudly aside, and under his feet was the body of the woman who had been cut in two, and her magic weapon had been shattered into pieces.

Hai Shijun smiled at her, but when he saw the tears rolling in Mu Yuqing's eyes, he spread his hands a little uncertainly.

Suddenly, Mu Yuqing burst into laughter, and for the first time, Mu Yuqing was laughed at by his funny movements.

Hae Se-jun's soul returned to his own body, and his eyes regained their brightness.

"How did you leave the soul technique?" Mu Yuqing wiped the wetness from the corners of his eyes ~ Yun asked.

Shrugging his shoulders, Hai Shijun asked rhetorically: "You don't want to think about who my master is, the ghost king of hell, do you think it's strange that he can have a soul separation technique?"

Mu Yuqing smiled slightly, of course she wasn't surprised, but suddenly she couldn't remember that the ghost king was his master.

Although the Dragon Yin Sword killed the founder of the magic work, those black things did not disappear.

This time, instead of condensing into the form of any human being, they formed a circle around them.

When all the little black guys were gathered together, the magic circle diagram actually glowed with a faint luster and became a living circle, that is, a usable magic circle.

"Could it be a trap?" Mu Yuqing asked as she looked at the magic circle with some unease.

Those little black things didn't know what it was, they had condensed into three people, but now they had condensed into a magic circle, Mu Yuqing really couldn't understand what they wanted to do and what they were hinting at.

"I don't think so. Hae Shijun said.

Although these black things condensed three people, but those three people were not ordinary people, they were the founders of the three gongs, although I couldn't see why the three of them were condensed, but Hai Shijun always felt that this matter must be related to the predicament later.

The first to step into the circle, Hai Shijun stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

A hint of firmness flashed in her eyes, Mu Yuqing walked towards the magic circle, even if the magic circle was a trap, as long as the two of them were together, even if there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of her, she would go with him.