"Mother, he's here." The little prince was about to persuade Feng Duwu, but he felt Yan Ye's breath approaching, so he immediately notified Feng Duwu.

Feng Duwu's body flashed, and he entered the space. Feng Duwu's true body had just entered the space, Yan Ye had already pushed the door in, and when he saw 'Feng Duwu' standing on the edge of the bed, he slowly stepped forward: "Are you unwell?" ”

Yan Ye saw that the door was closed, and the palace people said that Feng Duwu needed to rest, thinking that Feng Duwu had done a lot of alchemy before, so he asked worriedly.

"It's fine, I just want to rest for a while." 'Feng Du Dance' said lightly.

Yan Ye saw that Feng Duwu's complexion was extremely good, and then he thought of Feng Duwu's cold temperament, so he didn't doubt it, so he said, "Let's go to the mass grave." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the 'Feng Duwu' to react, he stepped forward and took Feng Duwu into his arms, and he was no longer in his arms in the blink of an eye.

"Son, help your mother control the space." Feng Duwu said to the little prince.

The little prince immediately transferred his power into Feng Duwu's body and helped Feng Duwu control the space towards the mass grave.

Feng Duwu, who was taken away by Yan Ye just now, is actually a phantom that Feng Duwu used to use a thousand divine skills, but Yan Ye is not so easy to deceive, for fear that Yan Ye will see through it, Feng Duwu integrated one-third of the Yuan Shen into that phantom, so that phantom not only has vitality, it is full of her breath, but it will not be dissipated lightly. But Rao is like this, he didn't see the success of things with his own eyes, and Feng Duwu didn't dare to be careless, so he used this space to catch up.

The mass grave still exuded bursts of rancid smell, Feng Duwu looked at the mass grave covered by dense trees and dense forests in the dark night, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, she clearly saw bursts of black yin qi lingering in the sky above the mass grave.

"Son, why did you say that Yan Ye chose the time when the yin qi was the strongest to deal with the fierce spirit?"

Feng Duwu couldn't figure it out a little, the fierce spirit was refined by the eroded qi, and the eroded qi at night was the strongest, that is, when the fierce spirit was the most rampant, Yan Ye just made a move at this time.

"Mother, at this time, the aura of yin erosion is strong, and the fierce spirit will cultivate with all his strength at this time, and he wants to cut the grass and eradicate the roots in one fell swoop." The little prince explained, "Fierce spirits are particularly cunning, during the day their strength is weakened, and they are afraid that one will accidentally encounter a nemesis, so they will be scattered in several places to ensure that they will not be annihilated in one fell swoop, and at night they will gather together for better cultivation, so that it is easier to absorb the Yin Eclipse Qi." ”

Feng Duwu immediately understood, so he hurriedly asked, "Then didn't Yan Ye have to wait until late at night before he started?" ”

If so, I don't know if her phantom will be able to support it until then.

"No, it won't." The little prince shook his head, "Fierce spirits are different lifeforms, and they can cultivate in twelve hours, and they only have about four hours from dark to dawn, so once it gets dark, they will seize the opportunity to condense." ”

Feng Duwu breathed a sigh of relief, and looked out of the space, just in time to see that pieces of black gas as shiny as black paint began to emerge from the criss-crossing wreckage, and then condensed towards the center little by little.

"It's out." The 'Feng Solo Dance' standing next to Yan Ye spoke up.

"Luo Bing is also here." The little prince felt the fluctuation of vitality in the air, and as soon as the words fell, Luo Bing appeared by Yan Ye's side through the air.

And Yan Ye had already crossed a layer of Yuan Spirit in front of him, so Luo Bing's appearance did not alarm the fierce spirit, and was still rapidly condensing.

After all the black qi came out and condensed into a ball in the most central place, Yan Ye's hands were pinched, and different Yuan Spirits rose from his fingertips, his palms were pulled apart, and the Yuan Spirit reversed, and between he pulled away, a pale note with colored light appeared. He held the white paper with his left hand, withdrew it with one hand, and a little red appeared on his fingertips at the center of his eyebrows. The red fingertips flowed on the shiny white paper to write words that Feng Duwu couldn't understand.

"That's the Soul Rune." The little prince said sternly.

"Soul Rune?" Feng Duwu didn't understand.

"Mother, when you come to Canaan in the future, your son will find another good talisman to explain to you, and your son's explanation to you will only make you more confused." The little prince said softly.

Feng Duwu nodded.

At this time, Yan Ye's runes had already been drawn, but seeing his wide sleeves and a dashing wave, the rune paper with a flickering white light flew out, like a quilt falling gently, enveloping the shiny black gas.

The shiny black qi felt restrained at this time, and struggled desperately, constantly impacting the rune paper, but it couldn't come out, and finally let out a terrible and eerie roar.

Yan Ye put his fingers together at this time, and the vitality of his fingertips flew out, piercing the rune paper fiercely like a sharp sword, stirring up a circle of white light on the rune paper, and the wisp of vitality from the white light instantly penetrated.

At the moment when the vitality penetrated, the fierce spirit let out a sharp roar and then calmed down, and then the black qi was cut away little by little, and the rune paper was pressed down little by little, and the uneven place gradually became flat.

"That's it?" Feng Duwu said incredulously.

That's it, then won't her plan be in vain, and the primordial spirit she divided is so wasted? Doesn't it mean that the fierce spirit is a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed? How could he meet Yan Ye and be wiped out in seconds without fighting!

"Mother's ......" The little prince looked at his mother who was a little crazy, and was about to appease the little prince who danced alone, but his face sank suddenly, "Mother's mother is not right, that fierce spirit ......"

"What's wrong with the spirit?" Feng Duwu hurriedly asked.

"Alive." The little prince's face changed suddenly, "That's not a fierce spirit, but a beast soul that devoured a fierce spirit, and my mother is the soul of a fierce beast!" ”

"You're sure." Feng Duwu's eyes lit up, and he immediately used his divine sense to command her phantom.

"And that's it?" As soon as Feng Duwu's gaze deepened, she walked towards the already flat rune, Yan Ye also followed her, and Feng Duwu said, "I want to see the true face of the fierce spirit." ”

Yan Ye didn't think much about it, as soon as his fingertips condensed his vitality, the rune paper was revealed, and at the moment when the rune paper was revealed, a black qi rushed into the sky, almost sticking to the rune paper, and rushed towards Yan Ye.

The black qi swirled in, almost invisible in the dark night, and penetrated the body of the 'Feng Duwu' straight, and at the same moment in the space, Feng Duwu's eyes turned black, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Mother-"

"Dancer—"

At the same time, a sharp voice rang out from inside and outside the space.

Yan Ye saw the fierce spirit's qi penetrate through the body of the 'Feng Duwu', and his gaze, which was originally like a ruby, was instantly bloodshot.