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He was not angry in his heart, but it was about Mingtong, so he had to calm down and look at it again.

In front of this woman's eyes was a fog barrier, and her spiritual imprint broke through left and right in this fog barrier, rampage.

It's a pity that it's useless.

Time passed little by little, and the old lord's heart was indescribably anxious.

Although this is the case with practice, when you encounter a barrier, you should do everything you can to break through it and solve it.

But this is not the time, and it should not be at this time.

There is no longer a demon cultivator on Mingtong's side, and I don't know what will become of it.

Is this woman good or not?

If it doesn't work, he's not welcome, it's better to punish these daring intruders and then go on his own.

"Master, I still can't see ......."

"It's not so easy to communicate with the soul, Ah Qin ......." Baili Xiong could feel that her calm heart was gradually becoming anxious.

In addition to comforting, he actually wanted to persuade her to give up first.

But when these words came to his mouth, he couldn't say it, looking at Xiao Douding's appearance, who would want to give up now.

Isn't this gambling with the life of Xiao Douding?

There was another point he didn't know in his heart, that is, the guilt in Yuan Qinqin's heart.

Just when she saw Xiao Douding, this feeling of guilt almost drowned her.

She regretted handing over Little Douding and regretting every day she had spent since Douding left.

She never thought that Xiao Douding would live like this.

Because the other party is Xiaodouding's relative, she is completely immersed in self-comfort, feeling that the other party will definitely be able to take care of Xiaodouding.

It turns out that these ideas are all SHIT.

"I know it's not easy, but I have to do it, I have to do it!"

With this oath, Feng Liuli felt that the scene around her had finally loosened and changed.

They were originally going to communicate with the living soul of Ming Hitomi.

Feng Liuli's spells are domineering and fierce, mostly used to fight against the enemy, bewitching control, and communicating with the soul like this is really not what he is good at.

Knowing what the other party wanted to do, at least the breath in his heart relaxed.

Yuan Qinqin and Huang Youyi couldn't detect the voyeurism from Feng Liuli, as a wisp of remnant soul, Baili Xiong's sense of the outside world was even weaker.

No one knew that what they were doing at this time was being scrutinized.

Yuan Qinqin felt that the fog barrier around her had loosened, although there was still one, but when she looked closely, it was dissipating at an extremely slow trend.

The fog cleared, revealing a room shrouded in pale blue light.

The light was faint, and it seemed to rise from the ground and emerge from the cracks in the ground, illuminating the room eeriely.

This gloomy scene did not make Yuan Qinqin afraid, her first thought was: I saw it!

"Master, I saw it!" She said happily.

No one answered her.

"Master?"

No one answered. At this time, this scene no longer seems to be the same space as before.

The surroundings were miserable, and there was not a single sound.

The quiet colors reflected on the white wall, and if you look closely, you can see that the light source of this ghost light is not from the ground as originally thought.

Rather, it comes from a small cluster of light entrenched on the ground.

It's like scattered cotton balls.

Yuan Qinqin probed with her divine sense, and these things had some aura attached to them, and they would not cause her any harm.

Reaching out to touch it, this thing was not as tangible as she thought, but this gas-like thing could be touched everywhere by her feet as she walked.

I walked to the door of the room and opened the door, but I couldn't open it, it was a separate space, and I couldn't tell how I got in.

And the medicine pool that was supposed to be soaked in the small beans is now empty, very clean, and there is not even a trace of medicine residue.

In the whole weird room, Yuan Qinqin and a cotton wool-like light cluster were left.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee......."

After waiting for some time, I finally heard a malicious ridicule.

Together, the things in the otherwise silent room suddenly seemed to be brought up by something, and all of them began to laugh in various ways.

Yuan Qinqin frowned: What the hell is this place?

Feng Liuli, who had been spying on the realm of the spiritual eye, couldn't find any trace of her when Yuan Qinqin entered this space.

He stood up: this can't be.

No one will be able to escape his surveillance here, no one!

Feng Liuli was frantic in her heart for a while, and suddenly thought of another possibility.

Unless ......, unless she's not here.

Whether it is in the Yuanding Continent or the Futu Realm, the human race or the demon race, there is a time to die.

The only way to escape life and death is through cultivation, but people or demons who can't cultivate the realm of the Source can only extend their lifespan to a certain limit, and they can't completely escape the end of natural old age.

Legend has it that after death, humans and demons are the same spirits and will go to the same place, which is called the Netherworld, which is a country of the dead, and only dead humans and demons can go.

Is this woman dead?

But the spiritual eye space is still there, and the snooper has not left yet, but the spiritual imprint that lurks behind the snooper is gone.

The snooper is not important, what matters is the spiritual imprint of that woman, he is very good at grasping the point, and that woman is the key to bringing his grandson back to life.

Feng Liuli took two turns around the medicine pool, but nothing went wrong.

He looked helplessly at the unresponsive body in the medicine pool, like a dead wood.

A dark color flashed in Feng Liuli's eyes: If you really can't save it, then forget it.

Everyone has a destiny, and this is probably their destiny as well.

This side hall can also be demolished, so as not to see things and think about people in the future.

Feng Liuli didn't know what she was thinking, and she couldn't sit down with peace of mind.

In the space where Yuan Qinqin is located, the place where Feng Liuli is located is completely different.

Laughter loud and small.

Suddenly, Yuan Qinqin was grabbed by something, and she was about to trip immediately, so she simply sat down and rolled, and while rolling, her feet shrank slightly, and she slipped out of the confinement at an imperceptible moment.

"Hey, hey, hey...... There are two more hits. A high-pitched, hoarse voice whispered in her ears, as if the sound of someone clutching the blackboard with his fingernails was inexplicable.

Yuan Qinqin sat on the floor, her back to the door of the room, and she was sure that the thing that made that sound would not be behind her.

Unless it's a paranormal event.

Yuan Qinqin had a flash of inspiration: a supernatural event!!

If in your own world, the supernatural event means that it is not serious, this experience will become a lifelong conversation, and when you have a bad memory, you may say it several times a day.

If the incident is serious, then there is no boundless fear left.

But what does this mean on the Yuanding Continent?

As a practitioner who had gone all the way on the path of psychic, she had overcome her innate sense of fear and began to have a kind of surprise at winning the lottery.

Isn't it going to be ...... here? Is it the undead? (To be continued.) )